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Sex and Original Sin

The confirmation hearings over Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanaugh, along with the accusations of sexual impropriety in his younger days, represent the latest act in a drama that has been going on since recorded history began.  It has to do with the imbalance between the sexes in Western and Eastern cultures, with women gradually emerging from the position of chattel to more respectable roles.  In the late 1800s, it was still legal in the UK for men to beat their wives.  In the US, women got the vote with the nineteenth amendment to the Constitution in 1920.  But probably nothing has freed women like the introduction of the birth control pill in 1960. We–all of us, men and women—are still adapting to that.

Demonization of women is deeply rooted in Western monotheistic traditions, beginning with the Biblical Book of Genesis and the Garden of Eden.  Eve, the temptress, is blamed for Adam’s fall from grace.  Since then, women, representative of the earthy, intuitive side of humanity, have been deemed inferior to the abstract, spiritual male principle.  Under this scenario, sexuality is suspect, to the point where Catholic priests are not allowed by marry, and even between married couples, sex is supposed to be confined to propagation.

The notion of original sin thus puts man (and woman) at odds with their own earthly natures and has contributed to distorted ideas of sexuality ever since.  It translates into a disrespect for women and, by extension, a disrespect for the earth from which we all spring and depend on for our existence.  Even such notions as “survival of the fittest,” attributed to Charles Darwin in the 1800s, presumes that “fittest” refers to the most physically powerful members of a species.  In real terms, the fittest for survival are those who are best equipped to produce and raise healthy young.

The idea of women as necessary evils pervades modern thinking.  Even the most liberated of women, for instance, still wear make-up and shave their legs, two concessions to sexual desirability no one expects from men.  Women who disparage men for overstepping sexual boundaries must realize that these men were usually raised by mothers, who by words or behavior taught them to disrespect women.

Animals have no shame about their sexuality.  They mate in the open, yet for man, with the shame and secrecy inherited from Adam and his fig leaf, sexuality is fraught with guilt and circumscribed by rules that create their own problems.

Our distorted views on sexuality play out in every area of our lives and seem to be especially prominent today.  The women’s “#metoo” movement is an example of the solidarity of women who claim they have been harassed by men, but it also signifies a coming of age in terms of women’s recognition that sexual balance is long overdue.  The “fittest to survive” will be those who can anneal the spiritual with the earthly in respectful appreciation for all the attributes of both.

 

Aquarian Eve Chats With God

Sunrise November, 2005

Sunrise
November, 2005

            Eve is sitting in a carrot field munching a carrot. This is part of the Garden of Eden’s carrot industry and is government-subsidized.

“Tastes like chemicals,” says Eve.

“Don’t ask,” says God.

“Hey,” Eve says. “I’ve been meaning to ask You what happened to the apple tree. You know, the one of Knowledge of Good and Evil? I haven’t seen it lately.”

“They cut it down for firewood. Why?”

“Why did they do that?”

“It was cold that winter. They thought it was dead.”

“Cold weather sounds like a good excuse to cuddle. They were building fires instead? Let me guess. Adam made that decision. Nobody asked if I wanted a fire. I liked that tree, and the pattern its bare branches made in the sky. Is that why everything is so flat? All for carrots? Bad ones? Practically tasteless, these carrots. I’m glad they’re free. I sure wouldn’t pay good money for them.”

“They’re not free.”

“What?”

“You have to pay for them.”

Eve gags, spits out the orange pulp and throws the rest of the carrot away. “You’re kidding. They don’t even make good compost. Why would anyone pay for them?”

“They’re contributing to the economy.”

“What economy?”

“You know. The economy.”

Eve looks around and sees nothing but carrot tops and deafening machines raising dust and spewing clouds of smelly smoke. The machine noise makes it hard to hear God’s answer, so soft-spoken is She.

Eve says, “What can I say? I’ve been raising children. This is what Adam was doing? He says he’s been playing golf.”

“He has been playing golf. The machines do all the work.”

“How stupid is that?” Eve asks. “Golf is boring. I’d rather do something useful.”

“They don’t know how.”

“Of course they know how. Adam drives a Ford Expedition. He’s a good driver. He’s coming back in a little while. I wanted a fresh carrot, so he drove me here.”

All of a sudden Eve hears sirens. Four police get out of two separate patrol cars, come running across the field with guns out, and converge on Eve. They book her for trespassing, theft, and vandalism, put the half-eaten piece of evidence in a plastic bag, and haul Eve off in handcuffs.

God looks on. Eve starts yelling at Her, screaming, “You knew this was going to happen!   You must really hate me! All I wanted was one carrot!”

For this, Eve is put in the mental unit of the prison hospital, diagnosed with bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, and the paranoid delusion that God speaks to her.

She quiets down when she is hoarse from screaming, but by then they have pumped her so full of patented antipsychotic, anti-anxiety, anticonvulsant, and anti-depression medications that she is really hallucinating. She hears God laughing uproariously at her predicament.

“Let’s see how you get out of this one, Cookie, she hears God saying. You think women are so great?”

“When did You turn into a male?” Eve replies, though her words are garbled because of the drugs. “I liked you better as a female.”

“I am all things to all men,” says God. “You need a man right now.”

“No. I need a key. Can you conjure one of those?”

“You’re strapped down and couldn’t walk if you tried, so drugged up are you. You’re safe where you are. Never fear. I’m here for you.”