jueves, 2 de febrero de 2017

Apuntes para la tesis doctoral; un análisis de participación observativa.

D. Valour  Annual Conference
 2013
University of The Lake
Notes on getting here.
Am definitely getting older ;-) did not enjoy getting up at 4 30 to get to the Huejotzingo airport at 5:30 to take 7:00 o’clock flight. Have traveled very lightly because I’ll be going to Minneapolis from here to visit Sean; It was a blessing to do so, because I had to walk 3 miles from the Metro Station to the University in a beautiful setting, but with muggy weather. By the time I walked in to the Seminary at 5:00 pm I was drenched in sweat, and had to take a quick shower to go to 5:00 o’clock mass.
            When I walked in I was of course lost—I‘d forgotten to print the map of the university campus--, so I wandered through the gardens and stumbled upon a statue of Mary carrying the Christ child (he was crowned with a garland of roses), and I just stood there, exhausted from a long day of flights, Metra and walking.  I need to step back and reflect what I’ve lived here the last 24 hours.
            To make this easier, I’ve decided to break the information down into segments to remember what I’ve seen, though it’s been so much I may not recall everything. As far as the conferences are concerned they are being recorded and I can purchase them at the Pauline stores, and will have to write, and reflect about them later.
Location:
Probably my favorite thing of all; Architecture is stunning from my personal point of view. We’re just in a village (which I walked through from Metro station and saw has a heavy Hispanic population; many businesses catering to Latino’s tastes) the seminary holds building that look like a mixture of an English Grand House, to a Roman revival church interior and a refectory that is filled with Dutch chandeliers. 
The view of the lake from the church is quite breath taking. An image of the Sacred Heart on a pillar, and at the base of the statue the four evangelists—Mathew, Luke, Mark and John—all very different from the Catholic aesthetic we have in Mexico.
The dormitory is comfortable, not as Spartan as I thought it would be: old wood furniture that reminds me of the type my grandparents had in Detroit, except this is more massive; there’s blue velvet hanging from the curtain rack. The room is designed for two people but am fortunately by myself. Staff not very nice, treatment is very matter of fact. Information is not given unless specifically asked to.
People:
Thanks to being bilingual binational, I’ve been able to fit into two groups, the men who have come from Latin America and a small group of Americans who were kind enough to include me with them the first day for dinner.
The Americans; very friendly, J was the first to approach me when he saw me eating by myself  his first words were if it was my first time in a Valour congress, and after an affirmation he said nobody should be alone at his first congress.  He is from Wichita, very nice, quiet and it would seem unassuming. He has character though. He has been in Valour for eight years and is hoping to join a Camaldolese monastery in California the next year. He likes Valour's regimented lifestyle, but honestly doesn’t seem to have a problem with being gay; he can be flamboyant wearing cravats and a navy blue linnen shirt, but does not forward many thoughts on the gay or SSA movements. He seems content. We were met by his friend D, from Buffalo, NY, recent convert to Catholicism and an explorer of diverse faiths within Christianity and new age. He regularly attends other meetings of ex gays who do have the finality of transforming the gay man back to masculinity. He has been an interesting source of information and he seems to be very social, hanging out with different groups of men.
At the table with us that dinner sat two men from the diocese of Wichita. They just opened their first Valour chapter in May, they are both heterosexual and seemed cordial to us, though there was something off-putting or aggressive about their persona; we chatted briefly (not me though, I just listened) and a Deacon from Memphis came and sat with us. The topic came up that some (or many) bishops and archbishops do not want Valour chapters opened in their diocese.
After dinner we went to the first conference; on the way I talked to a sweet man, a priest from Minnesota young and happy it seemed; I wished for a few seconds I could be like him, young, an optimist, good looking and a priest.
The first talk was given by Dr. J. Zamarska—a man who I knew from his Amazon.com page, because I wanted to buy his book on Natural law. Interesting talk based on the natural vs. unnatural argument, don’t necessarily agree with his ideas because it even contradicts the notions of chastity within Catholic Church stating what the reproductive organs are for, but will go into that deeper later.
I went to bed and slept profoundly.
July 26
Reclaiming the Latino heritage.
I hung out more with the Latin American nationals who came to the congress. Among the foreign population, we [Hispanics] don’t seem to fit in well. There is Guido from Arezzo, who though not a member of Valour—because such a movement does not exist in Italy—came to participate.
 He stands by himself, and is very serious.
 Communication is hard with him because he is a low volume  talker—his voice is barely audible, while his accent is hard to decipher. He likes to sit with us the Latin Amercans, I guess, that he does not feel alone with us. He does know how to fall elegantly at a Cardinal’s feet when the prelate walks by regally. He is the only person who did so at yesterday’s mass, and it must be that he a) has practice because he’s done it before or b) Italians just have a culture that knows how to highlight the dramatic. Interestingly enough he heard about Valour apostolate thanks to a priest from Mexico in Italy. His clothes are fantastically beautiful, though they tend to be grey and different shades of dark blue.
            From Mexico there are two men, apart from myself; A and R. A is from Mexico City; there is a sheepish air that surrounds him. When you get to know him he is very sweet and offers information freely; I asked him about the law suit that Valour faced recently. The story goes that two lesbian women from Monterrey joined Valour as a couple (they were allowed to do so, highlighting the good intentions of Courage) and after a while left the group and accused the apostleship of promoting discrimination. The case took four years to be solved and was won by Valour. A is one of the founders and told me the story of how Valour Mexico was founded. There were two individuals who had homosexual feelings but did not want to live them out. Both contacted a priest and hermit who lives in the state of Morelos, his name is Father Thomas Aquinas of American nationality. One of the men who contacted him was driving to Taxco when he got a call from Fr. Aquinas and they decided to meet there shortly thereafter. From this talk of a man who did not like having homosexual feelings, emerged the idea of bringing Valour to Mexico.  Fr. Thomas Aquinas contacted Fr. Henry in the States and invited him to a Congress of Bishops in Mexico City. It was a spur of the moment type of thing; Fr. Henry came to Mexico, gave a talk to the Bishops about his mission, and received a warm welcoming. The letter to inform Cardinal Norberto Rivera was lost (it wasn’t delivered to him) and when he first heard of the groups meetings, he was upset that he had not been informed of its creation in the Archdiocese of Mexico. After it was explained to him of what it consisted he became a defender of the movement throughout Mexico. He also allowed them to start in the basilica of the Virgin of Guadalupe.  He doesn’t say much, but John's name comes up he always refers to John as “Juanito” that could be interpreted as a derogatory or sweet way of calling John. He doesn’t talk about him much at all, except to say that he is one of the founders of Valour. The start was hard, but it has all worked out and eight years afterwards, the movement keeps growing. From Mexico the first Vlour chapters of Latin America emerged. The first one was Puerto Rico and there are others in Guatemala and El Salvador.
            There are two men from Peru  with us: R and L. R is the older of the two. He has SSA but married and has children. He is now 56 yrs. Old. He always seems like a very sweet man, and always has a smile and wants to chit chat with everybody. I don’t trust him. He is a part of the R.C.  movement with his wife. He brought Valour to Peru because as he remembers, "homosexuality had been glamorized in different public venues." He asked a priest what he should do about it, and the priest suggested that the bring Valour to Peru. Through the process he recognized that he had SSA feelings as well, and acted them out when he lived in New Mexico during his college years. He recruited L who tends to be very quiet. He is a computer programmer with a Doctorate and he travels to Asia a lot (two countries came up in conversation: India and Taiwan). He was the first member of Valour in his home country and he had to go through a screening process when he was chosen. He is very devout and is thinking of pursuing a Masters in Psychology to help people through their problems.
                       Finally there is R from Campeche who is an accountant and probably one of the best personalities that I have encountered here yet. He is not afraid to speak of terms likes salvation and God, and aside from the speakers, he is the only one who has done so yet. He has lived in chastity for 8 years, and he only had 3 incidents that may have caused his downfall. He has been successful at conquering the vice of masturbation, and from that he has received many graces. He seems happy as well, and his group in Campeche is one of the biggest that there is—13 in all. He seems happier and more sincere than some of the other members and I admit I am favorably impressed with his spirituality, though he seems a bit hard on the way he expects people to behave.
The “ambiente”
It is not festive, though everybody seems to be happy; the surroundings I admit are quite breath taking and if one can get away from the rounds of conferences and masses, walking the grounds is very conducive to spiritual feelings. Walking towards the kiosk in the lake feels as surreal as waking up in a fairy tale, where the princess will meet her prince and maybe be rescued from him. Rescue is the key word here… why is it so important for the Catholic Church to do this? I’d like to think the motives are sincere, and I am sure talking to all the people that I have that they are here for a crystal motive, they are catholic and their same sex attraction is incompatible with their belief system. But unlike other groups they are not trying to eradicate it, why they do is sublimate it. They believe that same sex attraction may have been caused by a series of actions done by their parents in their childhood. The theme that seems to be prevalent is father issues; the father was not present or did not know how to relate to the child, and the lack of this father figure made the child look to other men to define his identity. Not many authors have been mentioned that sustain this theory, no scientific arguments sustain this either. Interestingly, this does not mean that the child is mentally ill as he develops these same sex attractions, as was considered before 1974; it is just the way it is. It is a possible explanation, though as everybody remarks here, this could change if other causes for homosexuality appear in the future. But even if they did, it is true that SSA’s must live their lives in chastity. Chastity has a long standing tradition in the Church, and I will have to contrast this with Protestant’s negative views on chastity, but this tradition which is imbued throughout the conferences with a lot of importance gives the Catholic Church an edge that other Christian churches do not have.
            Maybe a history of chastity would be important to develop these ideas… anyway what the conferences are meant to do then is to support the people with SSA to remain celibate. The decision to do so is heavily rewarded here. Lay and secular members have thanked us from the podium for being celibate, despite the fact that many (2 or 3) of the conferences seem to reaffirm how important heterosexual love is. I know I’ll find the Catholic arguments that favor chastity and find many historical explanations, but what also seems important is that chastity reaffirms the natural law model, and reaffirms the family. If questions of loneliness or sickness arise in old age, it is left to God to take care of these things; faith is that belief that God will help us sort through whatever trial we may face. Loneliness seems to be the cross to bear, I guess. A had a story; in Mexico City—where Valour  has a good rapport with the LGBT community according to him—men who are gay face their demos alone on their last days. Their friends and family forsake them and in their last hours the only persons who take care of their needs are the priests.
            This poses another thing that is interesting but disturbing to me personally; the priest’s authority is overreaching. If the priest says something it is greeted with more appreciation than if it was said by a lay person. They also love the stories of conversion from an overtly sexualized person who was not Catholic and who later changed in both counts. What moved them more were sentimental stories rather than intellectual discourse. It seems like it is more a good feeling fest, than a place where Thomas Aquinas’ principle of natural law is discussed, but then again this is my first meeting and maybe this has been talked about in the past. The people who come here are not looking for answers, they already have them. The Church backed by a sector of psychology reaffirms that what Valour stands for is correct. Little discussion of Thomas Aquinas, Augustine or Alphonsus of Liguori. The bestselling book is one about chastity as a way of getting to know God. The movement is growing, but the dissonant voices, like John's are not heard here. It is a triumphant discourse that is talked about here was Catholicism is winning, or so it would seem.
            A problem has been the society that is outside these seminary walls (where I could honestly live for the rest of my life). The world is besotted with a relativism that encourages people to do their worst, particularly murder, be it in the form of abortion or a school shooting or the random murder of  a little girl by her neighbor. In this world that is in such a chaos the problem is that God and his commandments have been put aside, by people who know no better. In the middle of this ocean of anarchy, the bulwark of order IS THE Catholic Church who possesses truth. The truth is revealed in the gospels and enforced by the good people who are here and everywhere doing the work of the Lord.
            With every talk they feel empowered and entertained; the speaker has said what we all believe is true, the world is dangerous even if you believe in God you are in danger, but as a Catholic or a Christian (culture wars are true, no attacks on fellow Christians at all, just a few dismissive mentions) you can find peace on earth and a guarantee that you will live in heaven when you die.

La belleza de la bondad en la experiencia del catolicismo
Pocas veces nos preguntamos si el ser “bueno” puede ser entendido como una experiencia estética.
Propongo que sí, podemos pensar en el acto de la bondad como parte de una experiencia estética.
Cuando vemos a una persona o grupos de personas realizando buenas acciones—apoyando enfermos, cuidando a un padre o familiar enfermo, apoyando a niños o animales maltratados—lo que experimentamos es un cúmulo de sentimientos que pueden ser definidos como parte de una experiencia placentera, creada por nuestros sentidos que ven en aquella acción, pero rara vez se entiende como experiencia estética, tal vez por la zozobra que causa el dolor o la incomodidad de la persona  que está siendo ayudada.
Pero de experiencia estética debe tratarse no sólo ver una obra pictórica que retrata a Cristo sanando enfermos, sino saber que está inspirada en los Evangelios, que en teoría están inspirados en hechos que ocurrieron hace 2,000 años.
Los sentimientos que experimentaron los enfermos o poseídos deben haber sido entre otras cosas, la experiencia de la belleza de la salud y la belleza del amor de Dios.
En ese sentido, los milagros de Cristo, eran entendidos como la entrega de una libertad, que concluía con una esclavitud específica.
Los católicos rara vez experimentamos directamente este tipo de milagros, pero por la fe creemos que pueden operar en nuestra vida, a partir de la intercesión de otras personas y la acción divina de Dios.
En “Cartas para la educación estética del hombre” escrita por Federico Schiller, la experiencia estética se da a partir de la interacción libre del hombre respecto al goce de la belleza que brinda la experiencia natural, inspirada por la filosofía de Kant.
Vivimos en un mundo donde la experiencia estética se basa en la realización de nuestras acciones egoístas: nuestros deseos son la experiencia estética primordial, y la experiencia estética se basa cada vez más en lo que dicta la televisión, los amigos, la computadora—la cultura en general.
No digo con esto que el pasado fuera mejor. El hecho de que se ha cambiado tantas veces el paradigma hegemónico significa que los modelos funcionan en varios sentidos y fracasan en otros.
De hecho y retomando a San Agustín, cada modelo está condenado a fracasar por el pecado que heredamos de los primeros humanos, y es el pecado el que hace que lo “malo” sea visto como algo bueno: la experiencia estética queda distorsionada por el pecado, pero nuestra naturaleza buena reconoce que a partir de la ayuda a los demás también se experimenta algo bueno.

Debemos valorar esa belleza de las acciones buenas y considerar una gracia el poder vivirlas y brindarlas a las demás personas.