[Date Prev][Date Next][Date Index]

The Silent Twenty-Three Percent

The Silent Twenty-Three Percent

from Voice of Integrity, 9.1 (Spring 1999): 7,

by HRH Quean Lutibelle (a.k.a. Louie Crew)

       "Please don't bring that subject up at dinner.  He gets
obsessed and then won't sleep well."  Thus the wife of a retired
bishop advised a friend of mine who was their guest.  "That subject"
was the issue of homosexuality in the church.

       Many years ago that same bishop speaking to me in his office,
shifted into a more earnest tone, moved to look me directly in the eye
and said with full conviction, "Louie, xxxx (our mutual friend who is
a seminary professor) tells me that homosexuals cannot change, but I
tell you with absolute certainty, I *know* homosexuals can."

       A short time before that occasion, the wife of a priest in his
diocese asked me , "Louie, I don't like to pry, but is my bishop gay?"

       "That has never even occurred to me, " I replied.  "I should
surely hope not.  He is so anti-gay that he must be in great turmoil
if he is afraid of homosexuality in himself.  Why do you ask?"

       "You'll never understand since you are not a woman, but most
men who are heterosexual reveal their sensuality in very subtle and
very innocent ways -- not as a come on, not as something rude or
aggressive, just as a gentle part of who they are, by the way they
stand, by the way they respond to a woman in their presence.....  The
signals are not foolproof, but fairly ubiquitous.  Yet the bishop has
never once manifested a heterosexual presence.  Several other clergy
wives have commented on it as well.  You know I am not opposed to
gays:  you are my dear friend.  It's not big deal, but I am just
curious.  So much of life is a mystery."

       In 1976,  when Integrity was only two years old, I met with the
sexuality commission of the Diocese of Atlanta.  One member of the
Commission was the mother of two boys to whom I had taught bible in
prep school fifteen years earlier.  We had been members of the same
parish back then ; she always made the communion wine.  When the
Commission took a coffee break, she took me aside:

       "Louie, they're not hearing you, you know."

       "How so?"  I asked.

       "They're afraid that since you are so candid with matters they
have never heard talked about, you might ask them to be just as
candid.  They're not ready for that.  The truth is that Mary hasn't
had sex with her husband for years and is battling alcohol.  Father H.
is happy that his son is no longer dating the girl that he and his
wife did not like, even though his son is now living with a girl he's
not married to. They like the second girl better.  Sarah is ...."

       I try hard not to divide my world into "enemies" and
"friends."   I respect and am friends with many who argue cogently
against full inclusion of lesbigays.  I grieved when a friend wrote me
several years ago:  "Louie, you need to know this, and unfortunately
it means I'll have to tell you a sad fact about myself too.
Occasionally I go to public cruising areas.  Recently I saw xxxx  [one
of these antagonists] at one of the raunchiest places, where men
typically come only to have anonymous sex.  He was in town for a
meeting of the conservative coalition."

       I have never confronted my conservative friend with this
report.  I want not to believe it.  I value him and his wife.  My gay
friend has always been very trustworthy, nor did he tell me this with
any effort to take action against the journalist, but only for my
information, that I might be able to discern where some of the
antagonism derived.

       A heterosexual friend  recently told me: "I love my husband
very much.  He is a fine man.  I suspect that he has on at least a
couple of occasions had sex on the side, gay sex, and frankly, I can
live with that since if it is so, I believe that he would have had it
as recreation, not as desire for a rival relationship.  But what
really troubles me is the risk.  I'm terrified of AIDS.   I want to
practice safe sex, yet to ask him to wear a condom would mean that I
have to reveal my distrust about our level of communication.   He
probably is scared too, but he would never tell me.  I don't want to
find out when one or both of us turn up HIV+  And on top of that, all
my suspicion may be unfounded, just in my head."

       In 1948, long before the various sexual revolutions, Kinsey
documented that one-third of all males had experience orgasm
homosexually, but that only ten percent of all males grew up to have
the majority of their orgasms homosexually.  (Kinsey's figures about
females are much more sparse and inconclusive.)

       What are those in the 23 percent thinking when we talk about
same-sex unions?  What are they imagining when we speak of gay or
lesbian priests?  Did they learn empathy or fear from those
experiences?  How open are they to dialogue, lest candor prompt
candor?  If in a conversation, does their past and largely covert
homosexual experience prompt openness or superficiality?  Does that
experience speed closure to dialogue?

       If they have moved to heterosexual unions, do they make idols
out of their own choices?  Do they perceive everyone as having an
opportunity to make  the same choices?  and needing to make the same

       I am opposed to outing, but I am concerned about personal
consequences for everyone when we participate in discussions in which
almost one-fourth of the participants are under constraints not to
respond to candor with candor.

       It is bad news that much of our dialog about sexuality occurs
in space not safe enough for the candor required for wise decisions.

       The good news is that before God all hearts are open and all
desires known and from Him,  no secrets can be hidden.

Please sign my guestbook and view it.

My site has been accessed times since February 14, 1996.

Statistics courtesy of WebCounter.