Religious Schools, Upper East Side

When trying desperately to find a topic to write this blog on, I found myself constantly looking in obvious places, such as around churches or museums. But I found my subject while walking to class one day and realized it was all around me the whole time.

I live on the Upper East side of Manhattan where religion is present in every aspect of the community. Every business establishment has religious artifacts relating to the owners faith present in the window, every street has various places of worship and pious people are as common as taxi cabs. The upper east side has a deep history of Catholic and Jewish groups who  laid claim to this area and built a community which is considered among the safest, wealthiest in all of New York.

When leaving on my walk for Lincoln Center, my street of East 85th tends to be quiet with few people. Unless it happens to be when school is letting out. This is quite a sight to be hold, because my street is also home RaMaz: a Jewish prep School. The amount of security present in the area when the school day is done is truly astonishing. N.Y.P.D officers are posted on each street corner within three blocks while suited security guards with ear pieces patrol the street and entire convoys of black SUV's arrive to pick up children. It is interesting to think about why this level of  security is considered necessary.Hearing people talk in the neighborhood it was made apparent that these security measures exist because of the ISIS threat. What a powerful thought, the presence of another religious group, one that is across the world still finds its way to cast a shadow over the hearts and minds of people here in America. Entire squads of men being employed to see the safe passage of children on their way home from school for fear of a group on the other side of the world speaks volumes about the value this area puts on community and its traditions. The fear of a terrorist attack or child abduction isn't necessarily what this security is defending against, it is the sanctity of mind which this level of security is trying to uphold. An attack or abduction isn't needed for the enemy to claim a victory. Fear, pulling kids out of school or keeping them from attending these religious schools is all that is needed to begin deteriorating the safety of mind these communities fought so hard to create over the past century.

 What is at stake which requires such measures for security? Quite obviously the children of very powerful people, but also their community itself. The community which over the past century has grown to be one of the most prosperous in the country. These schools have taught in the same tradition since there creation to uphold this community and pass and any interference's or alterations may be seen as a threat to their dominance over the area.

The presence of schools such as this is what I wish to point out. These religious schools,  all of which are within eye sight of one another, are various Catholic and Jewish schools known to be among the most prestigious in the country. Among them are Loyola School, Ramaz Jewish prep school, Marymount School of New York and many others. So why do these school all exist so close to one another? Why are all of these schools dedicated to certain faiths? And why do all of these schools receive praise for being the best in the country with extremely high Ivy League school transfer rates. The quickest assumption may be that this is where the money is. The most expensive areas with the wealthiest inhabitants draw the best schools, right? Well it may not be so simple, when doing research I discovered the area where Loyola school currently resides on the northwest corner of Park Avenue and 83rd Street was purchased Pre 1900 for 7,500 dollars. Today the Loyola school complex resembles more of a citadel than a school, but shows that it may not have been the money which brought the schools, but the establishment and dedication to these religions which grew such strong communities and allowed this area to remain a titan into the 21st century.

What is at stake here? Should we look down upon these schools for teaching a curriculum perfectly catered to a specific mindset? I feel as though these education systems are so rigid and structured to adhere to the traditions of the local community and to continue the prosperity of it. While tradition is important, it should be taken into consideration the consequences this may have. Keeping a community tight knit may provide security for tradition but it also may lead to small mindedness and may prevent empathy towards other groups. Similar to the problem Niebuhr presented, where groups may find it difficult to embrace other groups. Another problem brought on by these forms of private education created and catered towards a certain type of persons (socially, religiously, economically) is that it may lead to a trend of focusing on the wrong aspects of a religion. For instance Ahmed speaks about Islam and how its teachings have been misconstrued and the continuation of these traditions being passed on has made these specific ways of Islam take hold as Islam itself .

These religious Schools and the communities they cater too have something worth holding onto. A strong prosperous community which was made possible by dedication to the faiths they claim true. These schools show the power of community, education and tradition, but in a more negative light the strong continuation of tradition could possibly be tied to animosity toward outsiders and a self righteous mindset which is arguably a plague which afflicts this city and nation.

"Walk Humbly With Thy God"

838 5th Avenue facing Central Park West

838 5th Avenue along 65th street

Every day on my bus route home I see fragments of biblical scripture etched onto the facade of this building (above). The wall facing central park reads “Love thy neighbor as thyself” (Mark, 12:31) and the other side reads “Walk humbly with thy God” (Micah, 6:8 - currently blocked by construction). These words are written in massive font with all capital letters and are placed in a location that is impossible to miss. Every vehicle that cuts east across town through Central Park must pass this building. It sits directly across the street from the prestigious Temple Emanu-El and so I initially assumed it was an extension of the temple. A quick Google revealed that it is actually a complex of condominiums, formerly referred to with the epithet “The House of Judaism”.

Contextually, the phrase “Love thy neighbor as thyself” is amongst the bible’s greatest commandments and is preceded with “And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength”. Jesus is telling his followers to love their lord completely, but to also love their fellow man just as they love themselves. This passage was embodied through Dorothy Day’s life. She became apart of the Catholic worker movement removing herself from the hierarchic nature of the Church. Instead, she joined those who lived on the margins of America’s upwardly mobile society. She stripped herself of everything in order to fully lend herself to God’s love.

The second phrase is actually the end of a rhetorical question which asks: “He hath showed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” In this passage, God addresses the Israeli’s who were leading sinful lives at the time. This notion of walking “with” God seems the most operative to me.  He doesn’t ask the Israeli’s walk “as” him, or “behind” him, or “ahead” of him; he asks them the walk “with” him, beside him, hand in hand with him. In Liebman’s book Peace of Mind he taps into this idea of having a collaborative relationship with God. He calls his readers to shed their concept of God as a person and to see him as a force of love. According to him, this force or energy can be channeled to help people advance themselves to do God’s work in the world and to be productive.

When I pass this complex on the corner of 65^th and Park Avenue and, I cannot help but feel a bit judged and patronized every time I read the words. They are instructive and hold so much biblical weight. Their sheer size seems to evoke much more power than that of the small text that appears in the bible. As I read them I feel as I am being held under the direct scrutiny of God. I feel like I have a responsibility. I think these phrases were probably engraved into the building for that exact reason—to remind God’s people of their responsibilites. New York City is such a busy, fast-paced place and it is easy to forget how to act and how to treat one another. No one seems to have enough time to spend with their families, go for a walk, read the bible or go to Church. But, perhaps all anyone needs is a little reminder to walk with God and to love each other. 

References

Day, Dorothy. The Long Loneliness: The Autobiography of Dorothy Day. San Francisco: Harper & Row, 1981. Print. 

Liebman, Joshua Loth. Peace of Mind. New York: Simon and Schuster, 1946. Print.

Hiding Religion In Plain Sight

This not-so-seemingly religious artifact almost didn’t make it to this blog. Tagged onto the rail of the entrance to the 1 train on 96^th and Broadway, I barely noticed it at first, and certainly didn’t right away notice the significance it now holds for me. Most artifacts and religious relics command you to be reminded of religion, even if they are not in an inherently religious location. Running vertically is clearly written “TMPL,” even if the L is backward. Aurally, this word is reminiscent of temple. The M, written non-conventionally, looks more like an E; this letter has the ability to act as both letters, and, doing so, the tag becomes even more of the word “TEMPL.” This raises questions: Why the left off “E” at the end? Why the backwards L? Why such a sacred word manipulated to not look like itself, but still be clearly seen?

At this point, I would like to throw us into Dorothy Day’s religion, and then relate it back. Living on Statin Island, Day lived religiously by infusing her physical world with religious thought and action. Daily chores like checking the mail, working around the house, became a way to include God in her life. At this time in her life, she was exceptionally happy, because of the mere presence of God in her life. Her “Long Loneliness” seemed lost at this point, because she was happy and knew what would make her even happier.

This tool to include religion in everyday life worked well for Day, so why can’t this seemingly randomly placed text be working in the same way? You can see in the picture the telling green of the MTA it’s been placed against. In the background of this shot was a busy street full of people going about their lives. The paint under the text is chipping away, and taking part of the word with it. But maybe this still means something to someone out there. Its position outside a busy train stop makes it visible to anyone looking. So many people droningly use the MTA as a form of transportation. They see that green as a sign of crowded trains and early mornings. In the same situation, Day would have taken the opportunity to commute every day as a time to pray, maybe to play with her rosaries. For her, it would have truly been a temple, because, for her, anything could be. As long as she was being mindful of God’s presence in her life, she was worshiping in a temple of God, no matter the location. Every day, this train stop could be someone’s temple as they wait for the subway, or as they walk past the words to get home from work. And maybe it reminds them to be mindful of God in their lives.

In another way, it represents America’s changing religious experience and identity. A hundred years ago, when the subways were built, you might have seen graffiti on them, but probably not religious graffiti. This is because the people’s experience of religion is changing. Where there was once a “secularist truce that kept religion out of the public sphere,” this has now “been broken” (Houtman & Meyer P2). A religious “text” no longer has to be some grand analysis or quotation approved by a scholar. For my Grandmother, the only worshiping that happens is out of a Bible or in Mass on Saturday night. Since I’ve started this course, seeing graffiti on a Subway has left me ranting to my peers about whether they see something resembling the word “temple” as religious, or whether it can be spiritual. It’s okay that this possibly religious thing is so concise and plain; it can still be counted as religious even if it’s not a “religious text;” it being a religiously connotated word can make it a religious experience for someone. Likewise, its publicity does not detract from its religiousness. It matters no matter the circumstances surrounding it.

Freedom / Harmony / Salvation

Killing two birds with one stone was not my intention, but when some divine power puts the opportunity in my way, I suppose that this class has taught me not to say no. As I walked further down the empty streets of Bushwick, and after snapping my first shot of the “urban church,” I happened upon another interesting mural: the image of an individual wearing a wrap or hijab-type of head covering, placed in the clouds with rainbows at the bottom. I say the word “individual” because while hijabs are customarily associated with women, the eyes look a bit more like a man’s. I feel like this can be considered deliberate, as well as the composition of the portrait and the overall outfit. This image, at least to me, is a combination of both religious and political aspects that seek to be harmonized within one place.

Quite generally, I think it relates back to Border Passage by Leila Ahmed quite well, for the simple fact that the image represents someone that would generally be considered of the Islamic faith based on dress and traditional custom. Aside from this, my thoughts had to undergo some picking apart. I had a difficult time reading Ahmed’s story, simply for the fact that I was fervently seeking a religious presence to be completely obvious to me right away, rather than taking the extra time to think abstractly and understand that it was present all at once - even when all I could point out was political and societal strife. This is where it relates to the mural.

One example of a political or societal issue that seems to be present today is in relation to the LGBTQ community. As generally as possible, the attire of the individual could be related to that, considering how rainbows are often used as a symbol of pride within that community. Combining that with a well known religious portrait is very much like the marriage between political and religious strife intertwined within Border Passage. The fact that the gender of the individual in the mural remains unspecified almost puts blinders on the two concepts brought together in one image, successfully nullifying any prejudices or biases that normally arise and instead making it a peaceful combination. Another interesting thing to note is the individual’s placement amongst clouds, perhaps signifying a separate note of the concept of heaven. In other words, no matter what things, parts, beliefs, or ideals constitute one person, everything can be united in tranquility while still achieving some sort of salvation.

In Border Passage, I never realized until conversations in class revealed to me just how many elements were present at one time. It’s ultimately the story of growth, and how a young girl spends her life maturing while trying to understand where she belongs in terms of religion, society, politics, and even gender. Surprisingly, while all of these things are often considered within their own rights, it seems that Ahmed encounters everything in combination. This mural signifies this quite well, in that sometimes certain issues or topics cannot just be considered in their own right. In order to gain understanding, or at least broaden perspective, one must be able to open their mind and take in all different perspectives. If anything, this piece of art is able to do just that - speaking volumes with no words at all. And at the end of the day, I think that’s what makes the biggest impact. That’s what people will remember.

The Sanctity and Solace...of Bushwick

When first thinking about what to blog about, I was convinced that I would need to narrow my search down to a small perimeter around some religious establishment. But much to my (probably not that unforeseen) surprise, a trip to Bushwick was all that I needed. On a quest for something vintage and the fresh hope of a new loot of clothing with a friend at my side, I emerged from an L train stop which was, to me, in the middle of nowhere, and my eyes were graced by the sight of a church. But, in pure Brooklyn fashion, this was no ordinary church. There was no ordinary steeple, no ordinary bells or rafters, and no ordinary stained glass windows. This church was none other than a mural on a brick wall as a part of the renowned Bushwick Collective - a sort of outdoor art collection as a product of budding street artists that want to share their work unabashedly.

My first thought: “Wow, I should take a picture for the blog.” My second thought: “What text will I even relate this to?” At the time, I had no idea how I was going to use it. But as our class progressed, I found myself connecting pieces together that I didn’t think I would be able to. My mind shot to The Dharma Bums. The narrative of the book was based around exploration of the self and of one’s beliefs, as well as taking in other people’s beliefs and deciding for yourself what you choose to identify with. Not to mention, they brought their traditions and beliefs with them everywhere they went. That’s where I thought this mural came in.

Many people nowadays, at least I feel, consider themselves “lost” or “searching”. Many people are searching for some type of truth, some type of security, or maybe even clarity to cling to in the busy and confusing times of the everyday. But sometimes that clarity doesn’t come in the form of a place of worship, or a routine, or a group of friends or peers. So where there is no way, one must instead make a way. For people that can’t find a place, they make one of their own. As in The Dharma Bums, I feel as though the artist who created this mural understood the difficulty of finding a place to collectively believe in one common deity or cause, and instead created one that was for everyone to see, for everyone to appreciate, and for everyone to feel as though they could be a part of something bigger or where they could just seek to find themselves.

As for the physical aspect of this “urban church,” it has the elements of more than just one faith. For example, the ornateness of the stained glass and the structure of the building is reminiscent of the Catholic church, with its high ceilings and beautiful artistry in the form of, guess what? (Hint: they’re the stained glass windows). The eye at the top of the church represents a number of things. It can be like an all-seeing eye - and no, we’re not talking about Sauron. It can be the Hamsa, which has been represented within the Christian, Jewish, and Arabic faiths. In this way, it could be the unity of all faiths under one suppositional “roof.” Or, if we think of it in its most general terms, it could just be the picture of an omnipresent, omnipotent deity that looks over those who choose to find solace there, or oversees the goings-on.

Dry Wall Nightmare: The Demons in Our Nation

         “DEMONS DESTROY AMERICA” is the ostentatious writing on a wall in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn. Sheepshead Bay is a neighborhood of Brooklyn mostly known for its high Russian population and multitudes of people who share in the belief that the United States is a country that is going nowhere fast, according to a friend who resides in Sheepshead Bay. In a sense, it is plausible for me to see how someone would have the means to write something like that on a public space. Flipping through news channels and reading internet articles about what is going on in the world does not help support the case that the United States, or the world for that matter, is a place of full love. In a way, I agree with the author. Demons do destroy America. Although it not so much the people as individual “demons” that destroy our nation, but the demons that exist within evil and violent actions. This quote makes me think of the pre-millennialist notion about the second coming of Jesus.  Before any glimmer of hope or salvation can be found,  human beings put themselves through suffering.

        The pre-millenialists are a group of fundamentalists who believe in Jesus’ second coming arriving before the end of the millennium. In the time prior to Jesus’ much awaited arrival, the world would be crumbling. Several bouts of extreme violence, irreparable relationships and the lust for power will become all too familiar to a race of beings that have been damned from the beginning they started to doubt the power of Christ. Unlike the post-millennialists who believe in creating a world of God on Earth through understanding and compromise, pre-millennialists are the anxious bodies of the religious world. Viewing the actions of many evil and conniving people have convinced many pre-millennialists that the end is nearing. Instead of attempting to create a utopia where everyone has a chance to redeem him or herself to the Lord, pre-millennialists offer a way of helping as trying to convince people to become one of them.

           The emotion of disdain, disgust and distrust this quote highlights is a frightening concept to grapple with despite me not sharing the religious beliefs many pre-millennials have. It is frightening because it is the world and society that one grows in. A threat to safety, although it may seem farfetched, can impose many limitations on how a person grows spiritually.  

Marichi

Every individual goes through a phase in their life where they try to escape the identity that they’re born into. When I went through that phase, I discovered Buddhism. Not only did I see many of my own morals be reflected onto Buddhism, but I saw myself agreeing with all of their traditions. What in Buddhism, there are gods, goddesses and deities that all represent a moral aspect. To me, there was no way one God could be controlling it all, especially for so many people. At a recent visit to the museum, I found this Buddhist statue.

This is Marichi. Marichi is known as the Buddhist Goddess of Dawn. It is said that she drives away all of the evil in the night, especially those that derive from ignorance and fear. Just like many other Buddhist gods, goddesses, and deities, Marichi is depicted with many hands and faces. Each hand holds something that is meaningful to her character while each face depicts a personality. Many statues of Marichi have different depictions. However, in this statue, Marichi has three faces with eight arms. The two hands that are on top on either side each hold a sun. It represents the light that forces the darkness away. I guess since the dawn is her symbol, she holds two of them to seem more empowering whereas she only holds one of everything else. Of the arms that are stretching out, the middle ones hold nothing but a pose of prayer. Of the arms that are stretching out, the lower left holds what seems to be a stamp while the lower right holds a bell. On the front, Marichi has a calm face while on the right is the face of a boar and the left holds a face that looks more aggressive. I think these faces represent the idea that Marichi can be gentle, destructive and defiant when need be.

I really love these deities because as said earlier, one God can’t handle everything for every single individual on this Earth. The responsibilities need to be split up. I really think that religion needs to be more thought of in this light--one individual, person, thing, cannot handle it all. I think having different gods and deities to look forward to helps the individual with their life in general because then the individual would have to focus on one problem at a time. In general, we worry too much. It’s kind of like when Liebman says we are suffering from ulcers because of our extreme worrying about everything and anything.

I think it’s also significant to note that name of the statue is the Buddhist Goddess of Dawn. The statue is claimed to a religion, which means that there must be interpretations of this statute in other religions that are similar but must represent different ideals that reflect their own respective religions. I think it makes this piece much bigger than I thought at first because of how influential it is across all religions. There must be something quite impressive about this if other cultures and especially if other religions want to adopt their own form of Marichi.

Listen, Corona!

(Statue located in front of my house, 37th Ave and 102nd St.)

All semester long I tried to look for the perfect artifact to write about and the one that I eventually found was literally right in front of my home. I live in a two family, brick house. The front of the house is gated and in the garden that consists of two small bushes stands a glass covered statue of Jesus Christ. Everyone who passes by is forced to see the chipping statue. Those who are religious stick their hands through the fence to tap the glass, others bow their heads and say a quick prayer. The street I live in is predominantly Catholic. Many of the houses have similar statues hidden in their small gardens, which are kept private.

I have lived in this home for nine years and always wondered why our home is the only one with a statue placed in the very front, instead of being kept private like the others. I also wondered why homeowners would decide to display such a prominent religious symbol. In light of this class, I finally got my answers from me asking my landlord, Marina. She explained that she and her brother, Juan, bought the house in the early 80s (Crime Report). The house had been abandoned and only bums and drug addicts would be found living in the space. Marina and Juan put their money together and remodeled the house top to bottom. While remodeling the front, she explained how they argued about what to do with the space. They both wanted something that stated the house was now free from all the terrible things it once was, but the siblings had different ideas in expressing this. Marina wanted a delicate garden with flowers that would symbolize the blossoming of a new life within the home. Meanwhile, her brother wanted the statue, which would be permanent and was indestructible.

Looking ashamed, Marina shared with me her opposition to the statue. She was against it because their house would be the only one with a statue standing out like a sore thumb. She also felt as if the statue would not prove anything. Meanwhile, her brother thought the ability to put a figure, such as Jesus, would give them an opportunity to save their neighborhood that was doing so horrible at the time.

Marina went on to explain the dangerous conditions of Corona during the 80s. I think she did a good job in reflecting the hardships of the time period in America as a whole. As many of us know, the 80s were a hard time in America with the crack epidemic and high crime rates. The apartment mirrored the problems at the time and like the house, the country needed some fixing up. Juan’s insistence on placing the statue in the front of the house reminded me of Falwell’s persistence on America trying to better itself. His urgency, like Juan’s, was to make a change for the better using religion and hoping that those around would make the change as soon as possible. I would not call Juan a Fundamentalist who thought the world was going to crap, but maybe he thought that by putting up this statue would inspire some change for a neighborhood that was falling apart.(Maybe Juan should have created a plaque underneath the statue that said: Listen, Corona!)  

The last question I asked Marina was, why wouldn’t Juan just place the statue off to the side if he wanted it so badly? She explained that he was proud of his faith and wanted to bring some comfort to everyone that would see it, unlike the other homes that kept their statues private. I’m glad that this project forced me to ask these questions about something that I’ve been living with for the past nine years. It was interesting to learn how the time period and conditions of my neighborhood affected the way my home looks today.


Falwell, Jerry. Listen, America! Garden City, NY: Doubleday, 1980. Print.

Fuchs, Erin. "It's Incredible How Much Safer America Has Become Since The 1980s." Business Insider. Business Insider, Inc, 27 Jan. 2015. Web. 28 Apr. 2015.

Forces in Religion

   

I pass by this monument every single day on my way home and on my way to the train, but not once have I noticed it until recently. It’s astounding how much I can miss while I’m power walking around everywhere I go. Being completely induced in my electronics makes all of my surroundings seize to disappear. On my mission to finding a religious object in New York City, I have come to realize how much I have been missing out. I have gradually grown conscious of things around me that I have never noticed previously despite them being right in front of my eyes.  To be truthful, the first thing that I noticed wasn’t the monument, but that lonely yellow flower that lies among the green grass. To me it is very similar to the monument itself because it’s one of the only religious symbols on this street of Astoria, so it stands out just like the flower. The monument is placed individually in the garden outside the Immaculate Conception Parish and School. What is really compelling about this monument is that it isn’t placed up front and center, on the contrary it is placed very subtly on the side; it’s placed only for those who take in their surroundings carefully and thoroughly. Even though its public and anyone can see it, only those who care enough will see it. Not even the children who attend this school can see it unless they go on the other side, for it’s fairly distant from the school’s entrance.

In How Things Matter, I came to learn that physical/material objects aren’t just signs of beliefs, but that they are actually very powerful forces themselves.  This monument which reads, “In memory of Gods babies the aborted the miscarried the stillborn”, is a very strong force that displays very important messages that influence how we comprehend religion. So although we inheritingly believe that religion is something in the mind only, we can see now that is not true. Imagery can affect our thoughts and opinions more than we can think. This religious object also reminds me of Falwell’s argument in Listen America! where he argues that America is becoming less and less religious. Monuments like the one in this image are verifications that Falwell’s argument is completely invalid.

The image of Virgin Mary holding a child can manage to touch anyone’s heart regardless of whether they are religious or not. Children, which are known for their innocence, manage to melt the heart of everyone, even those whom are naturally cold hearted. Abortion, which is considered a sin in Christianity and in many other major religions, is a topic that is very prevalent in Dorothy Day’s memoir, The Long Loneliness. Before converting to Catholicism, Dorothy Day has experienced one of the most typical abortion stories. Day becomes pregnant by the man whom she loves, but whom insisted that she carry out an abortion after being informed that she’s pregnant. After aborting the baby and becoming a Catholic, Day deeply regretted doing so. The word “innocent” which is written on the monument regarding the babies makes the passerby wonder, if the babies are innocent, then who is guilty especially in regards to miscarriages and stillborn, in which the parents/mother are completely powerless? I think that Day would say that no one is guilty, for she would believe that God forgives all sins once a person has repented.

Many religious images, sculptures, and objects tend to be made using colorful tools in order to portray significance and divinity, but that is not the case here. Here the font is very ordinary, the color is white and the background is black, yet the power behind this object is unlimited. Text and imagery can have as much potential and strength in the American world, precisely New York just like thoughts and beliefs could and I am here to give small evidence in support of that.

The Paradox and the Time Traveling of Virgin Mary and Her Truck

The Paradox and the Time Traveling of Virgin Mary and Her Truck

Pamela Uribe

During my venture out to the unknown land of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, I came across this peculiar pick-up truck. The first thing that stroked me about this car was how old, outdated and out of place the truck seemed in relation to its environment. The next thing I noticed was what decorated this already spectacular car, I found inside the back part of the pick up truck, plants. In fact, it even has a garland wrapped around the front part of the car. Inside the car, there was a portrait of the Virgin Mary facing the plants in the back of the outdated pickup truck. She looked as if she was overseeing the plant’s progress. In the front of the truck, there were prayer candles displayed and some were even lit.

            Now, the reason why I chose this truck as a religious artifact worthy enough to be showcased in the blog is because I saw it as a huge paradox, a paradox that seemed so large to me in the moment, that it seemed to have existed in its own world. After all, here I was in one of the “hippest,” fastest-growing commercial meccas of the New York City area and I come across a truck that is not what everyone necessarily defines as “hip” or “cool.” I then began to think of the truck not only as a rebuttal against modernity in a technological sense, but then as a rebuttal against modernity in a religious sense.

            The Catholic notion of the Virgin Mary is that she is the Mother of God. It is through her Immaculate Conception that the Holy One was brought to this earth. Her entire life has been devoted to God and He repaid her with the ability to deliver a child without staining her with the sin of sex. It is because of Immaculate Conception that the Virgin Mary is seen as someone who embodies a pure soul, a soul who has not been tainted by the destruction of original sin. Seeing her in the peculiar truck, over-watching the plants made me equate her and her abode to the Bases of Modernity that we learned about in class.

            The Bases of Modernity are a set of ideals that grounds itself in tradition in order to shield itself from the neutralization of the Acids of Modernity. The Acids of Modernity are a set of ideals that challenges certain parts of religion or beliefs in order to keep up with progression of reason and tolerance for the different possibilities available to answer life’s questions. The Virgin Mary in this scenario stands as a base of modernity towards the fleetingness of religious appreciation or the appreciation of a life that can be inherently good. In respect to Niebuhr and his belief on original sin, the Virgin Mary is an exact paradox of how Niebuhr categorizes people. Niebuhr suggests that justice and love are the most important characteristics that a society must learn to withhold above all else. Yet, he finds impossibility in society ever attaining perfect love or perfect justice because human beings have been tainted by the curse of original sin. It is because of original sin that human beings are greedy and self-interested. The Virgin Mary, in thinking and viewing her in the perspective of Catholicism, fits very well with the out of place, moment in time truck and its collection of plants and candles. Together it symbolizes a stand against shifting sentiments about religion, shifting presuppositions about humanity and shifting acknowledgments about the most important facets of life.