Sunday, January 29, 2006

Naomi Wolf Discovers Jesus


Before Dexter accuses me of laziness, let me admit right up front I happened upon this story at A&L Daily, it's not like I go searching for fresh piles to step into.
With that said let me explain why I feel this story is note worthy. I never doubted the existence of God, nor have I ever doubted a word of the Nicean Creed. I have doubted my ability to walk the talk, but that's a whole other story. So why would I care if uber feminist Naomi Wolf jumps on the Christian bus? I don't really, God bless and keep her, but it's kind of disconcerting in this way. Imagine your a middle aged Rabbi who has studied the Torah with your whole heart and soul ever since you could read. Then one day at Temple, there's this big commotion. It seems that Ashton and Demi have taken up Kabbalah and there they are with their entourage and solid hydrogen gravitas crowding up the temple of the Lord of Hosts. Kind of makes you feel stupid doesn't it?
Maybe that's not fair. If this is a Saul - Saint Paul conversion, I owe someone an apology. But I think it's more of a "Bob Dylan, I've tried everything else why don't I give this Christ thing a try" conversion. I hope not. Let me share with you, Naomi, the one thing I have learned. Which I think is particularly important for you to learn as well. It's not about you.
http://www.sundayherald.com/53663

3 comments:

CultMan said...

Camille Paglia and Naomi Wo;fe are persons to watch -- whatever their spiritual & psycholgical contortions prompt them to say -- they are the ONLY (radical, non-)"feminists" in North America worth paying attention to at this point... they at least state the "issues" in an interesting way....

Dexter said...

At least Paglia is intelligent enough to be worth reading (Break, Blow, Burn most recent). This is Wolfs latest gambit at grabbing some ink after her 20 year old sexual harrasment accusation against Harold Bloom fell largely on deaf ears.

displacedriverrat said...

CP once said that NW looks into shop windows to see her own reflection. or something akin to that.