This is about the Heavenly Bodies exhibit and the MET Gala.
But first…a recollection of my father. He was really smart and lacked the virtue of patience. (Relax, this isn’t the blog where I go into my complicated analysis of my relationship with dad.)
As a result of the volatile combination of intelligence and impatience, when my dad encountered something he believed was terribly wrong and didn’t want to take time to explain why, he would call it “stupid.” When making this declaration he usually exhibited a dramatic flair that could include adding multiple adjectives before the word “stupid,” words I won’t reproduce here.
And now we get back to the MET and its gala. No, I’m not going to call the MET or its gala stupid. I’m going to suggest that the way some folks showed up dressed for the gala reflected stupid decisions on their part.
Every Catholic pundit I know has commented on whether the Vatican ought to partner with the MET, especially on the gala (which is different than the actual exhibit). The reactions spread far and wide:
- What a glorious celebration of diversity and inclusiveness.
- This really shows how art and the faith can share in God’s joy.
- Maybe this will jolt the Church into the modern world.
- Whoever in the Vatican approved this should be burned at the stake.
The actual exhibit really isn’t so controversial: beautiful vestments and fashions.
It was the gala that people praised or condemned and caused me to become for a moment, my father. There were many things about the gala that I’m sure were wonderful…fascinating people…fancy clothes…lots of scrumptious food.
But there were some really, well, stupid things. For instance, when a female pop star shows up dressed up like a Pope in hot pants, I turn into my father. There is probably a long explanation of why such attire is blasphemous, tasteless, sacrilegious, and so forth.
But to me, it is just plain stupid. And if someone shows up to an event like this in attire is just plain stupid, I don’t blame the MET, the Vatican, Cardinal Dolan, the Sisters of Mercy, the Anglican, the Norwegians or anyone other than the person who decided to dress in a way that was, say it: stupid.