Well, why is anyone surprised?
The RC church invented the Spanish Inquisition, the same psychology was used in France to eliminate the Cathars; in the States you have a plethora of tribal “Christians” doing their level best to trample over women and reduce them to domestic slavery and private whore-cum-baby farmer. How any of that equates with the concept of a divine, merciful God, is beyond me. Yes, I do have my form of spiritual faith, but it has nothing to do with any of those organised power structures of the holier than thous. God, at best, is an emotion within, an attempted reasoning of what life may be about, not a subscription to any clerical brotherhood, whose principal means of conviction is good old-fashioned fear. So much for love, then, in their creeds. I had the personal bad luck to spend several long years in a boarding school “guided” by missionaries of these very sects. Happily, in those years, they held no political power outwith their home states. Now, the rot is corrupting government policies across, mainly, the English-speaking world.
Art, ever the public face of whatever represented the changing epitome of female pulchritude, is a sitting duck for those people, able, in today’s political/social climate, to fantasise, project and, sadly, execute their varied hysterias both to and upon a pack of morons too afraid to think for itself and terrified to appear different to the herd within which it runs. Whilst I can understand that fear, I can’t forgive it.
The history of the act of burning books and destroying art is, sadly, a long one.
