Red Pill…or Blue Pill?

I’ve been preaching 12 years; I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to work my favorite movie (OK, one of my favorites, after “The Song of Bernadette” and “In The Shoes of the Fisherman”), The Matrix into a homily. SUCCESS!

For you young’uns, watch this clip from The Matrix.

Now, go read my homily, or listen to it. Personally, I think I delivered a decently competent thing, in spite of its length.

I am, I will admit, on a Theology of the Body tear these days, and the readings for last weekend oozed TOB to me.

Why is it that we will go through convoluted reasoning to justify the use of artificial contraception. Mountains of evidence are piling up that The Pill is bad for women, and that the “freedom” they enjoy merely enables them to become objects of other people’s lust. The combination of chemicals is bad for women, bad for the environment, and bad for men. So how is this a good deal for everyone, this unhitching of our maleness and femaleness from our fertility?

To steal from Spike Lee (my Caucasian brothers and sisters can scroll to 1:58 in the clip to avoid a Spike-ized history of the Black Man in America): “Ya been had! Ya been took! Ya been hoodwinked! Bamboozled! Led astray! Run amok!” How in God’s name…never mind, it isn’t in His name that this is happening. Could it be…Satan? Hmmmm? (h/t to Dana Carvey’s Church Lady).

Who wants to pervert the gift into something that brings death instead of life? And lest you think that contracepted sex is neutral…do you really think that all those aborted children are the product of women who are just too dumb to take their birth control on time? Or is it possible that those dead children represent contraceptive “failures”? I use quotes there, my friends; NO child, NO life is an accident.

Ya been had! Ya been Took!