A Pope By Any Other Name

What’s in a name? Well, before I try analyze a text, be it fiction or not, I investigate the history of the author. What is his perspective on things? Where does she come from and what challenges have led her to this piece of writing? We are all made up of our experiences and our surroundings.

Pope Francis chose his name as a reflection on St. Francis of Assisi. If you haven’t watched Brother Sun Sister Moon, I highly recommend it in order to better understand the pope. He had no desire to be in the spotlight, he sees the Vatican for what it is: human, thus flawed; yet, he demands more of its congregation just as St. Francis. He wants the people running the show to live as followers of Christ the Almighty, not followers of the almighty dollar.

Is Pope Francis perfect? Is any human perfect? No, but in the name of the saint that was disgusted in the riches of the church, Pope Francis shows no fear in calling out the greed and corruption that has spread like a virus throughout the institution.

Listen to pieces of his speech:

I hope that the pope will include women as leaders in the church just as St. Francis did in order to bring understanding to the world that a strong faith does not lie in men alone.

(As an aside, I believe God chose a male to represent Him not because He is male Himself, but a man stood a much better chance being listened to 2000 years ago than any woman.)

 

Think Before You Click

So, I hear that Kim Kardashi-something-or-other is in the “news” again.

I hear people sneering at the very existence of this woman, angry that someone without any real talent seems to get so much attention. I also hear the argument of the feminist movement shifting into reverse whenever she, or any female pop star or celebrity use solely their body to sell themselves.

It makes me unhappy that some women have not yet been educated in understanding that when you use your body parts to find “success” you are deconstructing your whole self to become pieces of something to sell; you are no longer seen as human but rather a thing that someone can own.

How can we ask to have men look at us as complete, equal beings when we are breaking ourselves into sexual marketable packages?

Anyway, I don’t get upset with those women desperate to make a buck. What I do loose my patience with is those you submit to the click bait that makes these lost souls popular in a world that is struggling to find meaning.

Resist the click! Join the movement.