LUCY FER WRITES...
Hi everyone,
My name is Lucy Fer. I am a
Church of England parish priest with a lovely parish, St Cuthbert’s on Tyneside. I love my work and the Geordie
people, but sometimes life as a parish priest has it’s problems. Let me relate
a recent incident which illustrates this.
A little background about myself
first. I have always been interested in religion, and yet I never imagined I could be a religious
minister, specifically not in the C of E. As a child, I was obsessed not with
growing up, but with becoming vaguely, romantically good in the sense of
morally triumphant. My parents were scornful avowed atheists, so my path to
goodness was education, and then the right career. Good was all the things
religions weren’t: liberal, open-minded, tolerant, generous toward difference,
educated, focused on practical ways to make our world better.
At Oxford University I joined a
feminist group. You get the picture: strident harridans, lesbians in
paratrooper boots, all sorts of weirdos and men-haters. To may shame I also
campaigned with them on pro-abortion rallies. I remember one incident from this
time that had a profound impact on me. One Saturday afternoon I set out on a
pro-abortion March through Oxford. At the front of the march we had a banner
reading: A WOMAN’S RIGHT TO CHOOSE. At one point on our march we were
confronted by a young man – about nineteen/twenty – who heckled: ‘You bitches.
No one has the right to choose murder’. One of the leaders of our march, a strident
harridan with acne and halitosis, started to remonstrate with him. He flung a
carton of strawberry yoghurt right into her face. Splat! How she yelled! A
right melee ensued, but the young man disappeared before the police arrived. I
remember thinking he was a handsome young man and his face somehow reminded me
of Saint Padre Pio – not that Padre Pio was a saint in those days. That
incident propelled me away from all the radical feminism and pro-abortion evil.
I became a police officer—a bad
idea, now that I understand how most people succeed in this profession.
Eventually I trained for the C of
E priesthood. I love my work but it is not without its problems. A big issue is
the LGBT and Gay Lobby faction who want their own way even when this clashes with
the Christian faith. But I am solid as a rock on Church teaching. I know there
are many C of E sodomite bishops and priests who are champing at the bit to
have gay marriage recognised and to have gay marriages celebrated in C of E
churches but that will never happen on my watch. I uphold doctrine and
tradition.
The bishops of the Anglican
Communion in 1998 upheld the traditional Christian teaching that marriage is
between a man and a woman and that those who are not called to marriage so
defined should remain celibate. A resolution was passed stating that
"homosexual acts" are "incompatible with Scripture" by a
vote of 526–70.
Anyhow to recent incident that I
mentioned. About a week or so ago after the morning service here I went for a
stroll through the meadows at the back of the vicarage. It was such a glorious
morning – and I heard the first cuckoo. I was euphoric.
Back indoors I switched on Radio
Three at low volume. Janacek. I find Janacek such a spiritual composer. I began
work on my homily for the next Sunday. My text was the gospel passage where
Jesus warns anyone that leads little children astray that it be better that
they were cast into the ocean with a millstone around their neck. I had a flash
of inspiration. I would mention the Paedophile Information Exchange, a
notorious organisation from back in the Seventies which sought to legalise sex
between children and adults. The political Left had supporters of this evil. Also,
the C of E had done precisely nothing about this monstrous threat to children.
The doorbell went. I peeped out.
It was Canting Detterlng a self-righteous, pompous bore and parishioner at St
Cuthbert’s. “Botheration,” I said to myself, “What does the old so-and-so
want?”
I opened the door and there he
stood. Eighty years old, grossly overweight and bizarrely dressed in a Sixties
blue denim jacket, lovat chinos and green woollen socks in open-toed sandals.
What a sight!
“Good morning Lucy, can you spare
a moment. I have something perhaps you could help me with,” he wheezed.
“Better come in then – I can’t
spend too long as I am in the middle of writing next Sunday’s homily,” I
replied.
“Very gracious of you Lucy,” he
muttered as he came in and planked himself on my best settee which groaned
under the unaccustomed weight.
“Lucy,” he continued, “I have
got myself into a spat with a character named Swashbuckling Mulligan. I have
published that we do not know what the views of Jesus would be on sodomy as he
is not quoted in the gospels on this subject. Swashbuckling Mulligan disagrees…”
“You bastard!” I replied. “Let me
stop you right there. Of course we know what the views of Jesus would be on
this abomination. Jesus is not quoted in the gospels on the heinous sins of
bestiality, abortion and paedophilia for example. Does that mean we do not know
what the views of Jesus would be on these evils?
Out! Out! Out!”
I grabbed him by the scruff of
the neck and the ass of his lovat chinos and propelled him out the door.
What we C of E priests have to
put up with!
Dear God: the crap you come out with when you have been completely humiliated; this is so bad it is painful.
ReplyDeleteAnd such is the poverty of your imagination that you are still recycling the ridiculous lie about throwing yoghurt at a Women's Right to Choose marcher. As if a poltroon like you would ever do something that required that level of nerve.
Please tell me that you wrote the above after drinking a quart or two of Aldi Chianti - if you wrote it sober, and if you think that it is good writing then you are demented to the point of psychosis.
Gene Vincent, the "Eddie the Eagle" of literature.
"you have been completely humiliated"
ReplyDeleteHa! Ha! Ha! Yes, there has been complete humiliation - but not suffered by Gene. Ha! Ha! Ha!
In Einstein territory again, Gene. Why else would you be trying to push your drubbings down the page with the illiterate piffle above? Lucy Fer, for God’s sake…
ReplyDeleteI just love this. Well done Lucy. You have really socked it to the Gay Lobby. Great to see a C of E priest standing up for Church doctrine. Also, doesn't Detterling come across as a pathetic loser? Brilliant writing.
ReplyDeleteMary Winterbourne
Oh Christ, not the dire shower of sock puppets: you are PATHETIC, Gene.
Delete"A resolution was passed stating that "homosexual acts" are "incompatible with Scripture" by a vote of 526–70."
ReplyDeletePut that in your pipe and smoke it Detterling.
Sugarboy Nando
Bollocks: quoting a twenty five year old vote in Synod proves nothing. If that is the best you can do stop wasting my time and yours.
Delete"Also, the C of E had done precisely nothing about this monstrous threat to children."
ReplyDeleteAn excellent and disturbing point Lucy.
Swashbuckling Mulligan
Nonsense. The Church of England’s forward looking decision to ordain women priests in 1994 resulted in hundreds of abused women and children finally coming forward and confiding in their priests, something they had been reluctant to do for so long as the priesthood was all male.
DeleteWHAT HAS THAT GOT TO DO WITH THE CHURCH OF ENGLAND TOTAL INACTION OVER THE PAEDOPHILE INFORMATION EXCHANGE?
DeleteAt least the Catholic Church took some action. In the spring of 1978 Oxford University Catholic Chaplaincy was the prime mover behind a protest against a PIE speaker being invited to the university. I was there on the protest.
And a fat lot of difference that made to the number of little boys buggered and little girls raped by Catholic priests. Not to mention Fr Bruce Kinsey, an Oxford Catholic chaplaincy member who compared paedophiles to puppies needing house training and told a rape victim that she should be more aware of the effect she had on men. What the Catholic and Anglican churches did or did not say about the PIE fifty years ago is a complete irrelevance and simply shows your desperation to smear me. What is relevant is the inaction and connivance of both the Anglican and Catholic hierarchies over hundreds of cases of abused children over many and both are equally disgraceful. Your vapouring about who said or didn’t say what and when is a disgusting burking of the real issue. Show a bit of respect to the victims and stop using them to support your wanking posturing
DeleteAnd still no response to the devastating broadside below…
DeleteMr Detterling, I have to say that you make a good case, but it's more than my life's worth to say so. It's just that poor Gene has so little going for him these days. "Granny Barkes" bombed more or less completely - he has sold 119 copies in six months, and no-one has reviewed it except you, and we all know what happened to that. And now you've completely floored him in six successive arguments, the poor sod. It must be awful being Gene. Anyway, I'd better sign off but I'll disguise my signature just in case. Take care, Mr Detterling, and keep up the good work.
ReplyDeleteAmy R. Weir-Bennet
That's absolutely right, Amy. I just wish Gene would stop picking these fights when history keeps proving him wrong over and over again. Same sex adoption, same sex marriage, the Pope accepting homosexuality and blessing same sex couples, Gene has stolen propaganda from all over the literary world and it has made bugger all difference. No wonder he has to invent correspondents to his blog, it stops him from acknowledging that no-one is reading it, let alone taking any notice. Anyway, back to the fantasy world of Gene Vincent, winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature [Ha! Ha! Ha!]. Best wishes Amy.
DeleteDonna Soya Grub
PS Mr Detterling - don't let Gene bully you; that's the only thing he's any good at.