slate | Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia has always reminded me of the
robed men of the Catholic Church in which I grew up: well-fed and
saturnine, burbling with derisive erudition,
jolly one moment and imperious the next, a weary disgust often
flickering at the edges of the brow and lips. These men only really
engaged with the boys; the girls always seemed to them to have wandered into the room by mistake.
I’ll never forget the look of vague revulsion on the face of the vast
monsignor who served Holy Communion at my confirmation, the corners of
his mouth pulling down to contain his nausea at the riffraff they let
into the church these days. It’s the shape of a mouth reading an acrid
Scalia dissent.
For a lot of reasons—because he is the longest-serving and most
boisterous member of America’s own Ecumenical Council, because he
frequently addresses Catholic groups, because Andy Borowitz says as much—we think of Justice Scalia as “America’s Catholic,” as my Slate
colleague Dahlia Lithwick put it in an email. In fact, you could easily
imagine him as America’s first Bishop of Rome, or at least his duly
appointed representative. Pope Benedict XVI was a fun cartoon villain
because of the fumes of nefarious conspiracy wafting off his haute
couture threads—he was Mugatu
in a chasuble. Scalia wouldn’t have gone shopping with him, but
otherwise they were two hearts beating as one: They’re both deeply
conservative, nostalgic for “tradition,” rigid in their interpretations
of doctrine, belittling of women and gays, and forever erring on the
side of consolidating more power—be it political, social, or
religious—in the hands of the already powerful.
What Scalia and Benedict also have in common is that, for all their
institutional authority, they represent a last stand against the
prevailing, decades-long trend toward a more inclusive, liberal Catholic
Church. For proof, of course, just look to Pope Francis, the selfie-taking, Twitter-using, biker gang-blessing, money-hating, atheist-redeeming, female-prisoner’s-foot-kissing Jesuit who made liberal Catholics everywhere gnaw ecstatically on their rosaries with an interview in the Jesuit weekly America magazine (excerpts of which were republished in the New York Times). In the interview, he makes it clear that, in contrast to his glamorous predecessor,
Francis wants to frame the church as an institution by and for the
poor. He’s sharply critical of “authoritarian” decision-making
(specifically from his own past), “closed and rigid thought,” and
“censorship.” He addresses the church’s views on homosexuality by posing
a question that answers itself: “Tell me: when God looks at a gay
person, does he endorse the existence of this person with love, or
reject and condemn this person?” He doesn’t condemn birth control, but
he does criticize the church’s obsession with it. Most intriguingly,
Francis says, “We have to work harder to develop a profound theology of
the woman,” and while I have no idea what that means, I guarantee that
this thought never crossed the mind of Antonin Scalia, or of any man who
ever dropped a wafer in my mouth at Mass.
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