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Lorraine Berry lives in the Fingerlakes region of New York, although it's her transplanted home. On weekends, she can be heard throughout the area, cheering on her beloved Manchester City F.C. When not writing at Does This Make Sense? or Talking Writing, she can be found hiking with her two dogs, hanging out with her two daughters, eating what her beloved Rob has cooked for her, or teaching creative writing at a small college in the area.

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FEBRUARY 25, 2009 7:20AM

Habeas Corpus: What if God was One of Us?

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The Senate Judiciary Committee plans to move forward with a commission to investigate torture during the Bush administration. Committee Chairman Pat Leahy, D-Vt., told Salon Tuesday that his panel would soon announce a hearing to study various commission plans. His staff said the announcement could come as early as Wednesday.

While Michigan Democrat Rep. John Conyers and North Carolina Republican Rep. Walter Jones drafted a bill to create a commission to review abuse of war powers during the Bush administration, Leahy's Senate commission would represent the first concrete steps toward a broad review of U.S. torture since 9/11.

Spearheading Senate efforts to establish a torture commission is Rhode Island Democrat Sheldon Whitehouse. As a member of both the Judiciary Committee and the Intelligence Committee, Whitehouse is privy to information about interrogations he can't yet share. Still, regarding a potential torture commission, he told Salon, "I am convinced it is going to happen." In fact, his fervor on the issue was palpable. When asked if there is a lot the public still does not know about these issues during the Bush administration, his eyes grew large and he nodded slowly. "Stay on this," he said. "This is going to be big."

 

To Have You Must Have the Body.

Habeas Corpus.

One of the tenets of our judicial system.


But we live in a culture that increasingly denies the body. It denies it pleasure. It denies it autonomy. It offers to it suffering.


What if God had a body that could suffer?


Elaine Scarry's book, The Body in Pain is a philosophical meditation on what pain does to knowledge and to truth and to one's sense of oneself as human.


She begins with the Judeo-Christian God's lack of body. Yes, of course, in the New Testament, God does have a body in the form of Jesus Christ. And there's a hell of a lot of suffering that gets inflicted on that body. And furthermore, there has been a tremendous amount of theological argument about whether the body of Jesus was ever fully human. In the Old Testament, God does not have a body. And what's more, the Second Commandment specifically commands that humans not dare to imagine what that body might look like-at least not by making graven images of it.


What does it mean that God does not have a body? To quote Scarry:

 

But to have no body is to have no limits on one's extension out into the world; conversely, to have a body, a body made emphatic by being continually altered through various forms of creation, instruction (e.g., bodily cleansing), and wounding, is to have one's sphere of extension contracted down to the small circle of one's immediate physical presence. Consequently, to be intensely embodied is the equivalent of being unrepresented and (here as in many secular contexts) is almost always the condition of those without power.

I want to repeat that sentence: "Consequently, to be intensely embodied is the equivalent of being unrepresented and (here as in many secular contexts) is almost always the condition of those without power."


Torture makes the world small. Torture makes the world the limits of the body. It makes the body the world. Pain becomes everything. What is truth when one is suffering?


In other words, to be represented by a body is to be finite, to be less powerful, to be controllable. It is not the suffering of Christ that is offered by the right wing as the source of their politics. If it were, their politics would be more compassionate, would recognize the body as the source of pleasure but also of pain. Instead, they make references to the Old Testament, to Sodom and Gomorrah, to Leviticus, to all the parts of the Bible where God seems to punish humans for simply being human.


It is the God of Sodom and Gomorrah who looks down on Guantanamo. It is the God of the Book of Lamentations who watches the extraordinary rendition of prisoners. It is that God that those who fear the terrorists call down upon their enemies. This "Christian" nation does not look to the loving, suffering Christ as its redeemer and saviour. Instead, it looks to the vengeful God who smote the enemies.


Those in power who defend torture want to play that God. They want to usurp that power for themselves. Theirs is not a suffering God. They have the sense of their own power, which is not derived from having suffered; it is precisely because they are untouched by the suffering of others that they call themselves powerful. There is no compassion there. There is no "shared suffering."


When we were torturing prisoners at Gitmo, at Abu Ghraib, in those renditioned places that we didn't know--but which I always imagined dark and hopeless--I felt like Cassandra. I  hammered away at the same point, over and over again. It was about bodies and the politics of the flesh. It was about how those who torture are also those who would deny a woman her right to choose. Or deny a gay couple their right to love. Or deny a man his right to terminate his life when his suffering became too much to bear.


So much of what I write about comes back to the body. It is the topic I cannot stay away from. It is the source of my politics. It is the source of my art. It cannot be separated from my brain. I am not a Cartesian. It's not just that I think; it's that I feel, and I touch, taste, smell. It's that I have orgasms, that I know the touch of flesh on flesh. It is that I have felt a baby pass through my birth canal, have felt the stirring of life within me. It is that I have been penetrated by another human being. It is that I have experienced pain. It is that I have looked at my body and seen a reflection of imperfection that I wanted to fix, and in seeing that, I have starved it, purged it, wished it different. And so, having been so much an inhabitant of my body, that I declare that bodies are the site of resistance

 

But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.
Eve didn't give humanity sin. She gave humanity knowledge. And God's punishment for that had been like something handed out by an angry father. “How dare you speak back to me. How dare you question my authority. I will make you sorry that you were ever born.”


Not only that, Eve becomes aware that she has a body, and in that awareness, a whole other world of sensory experience is opened up to her. Think about it: What does the term “to know someone biblically” mean?

As Scarry writes:



Part of the knowledge that comes with eating of the tree of good and evil is that they stand, without protest, as creatures with bodies in the presence of one who has no body. It is crucial that these two be said together: the problematic knowledge is not that man has a body; the problematic knowledge is not that God has no body; the problematic knowledge is that man has a body and God has no body-that is, that the unfathomable difference in power between them in part depends on this difference in embodiness … their awareness of the body will soon be correspondingly be heightened: the body is made a permanently preoccupying category in the pain of childbirth, the pain of work required to bring forth food…

 


And so, God places a curse on Eve and Adam's bodies. He makes it that they will die. He curses women to bring forth children in pain. He makes their bodies the source of suffering. He makes the fact that God has an urepresentable body and humans have a body the source of suffering, of separation, of pain.


It is that God who girds the loins of those who vote to torture. But their votes were predictable: they would control all of our bodies. They hate privacy. They think that none of us are entitled to it. They start with the terrorists. But they will not stop there.




 

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I see this as a multi-part exploration of what it means to have or not have a body. Today, I'm talking about torture in the U.S. and the link to civil rights for all bodies here. But I think this argument extends to what is happening in other parts of the world, and I'd like to try to link those to this.
Well. We humans can be dull possums who lost a Soul? Soiled otters?
Poets such as William Blake wrote that a Body is to be animated, vivacious, or 'it' corrupts. A body we carry as a vestibule, a vessel,
a sour-disposition, will descend quickly downward, as in, a heavy laden blob. A body has begun to decay, and abnormal cell corruption sets in. Terminal depravity. A rotting corpse. Blobs of protoplasm. Spiritual corruption. Depravity. If a inner immaterial is divorced from a inner-effort-motive to refine a individual Soul? Perhaps the Body, as in Body Politic, may turn to be a walking dead beast corpse?
O Capital Hill.
O pop to hells!
I popping ideas.
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I recall the prayer of a praying predator mantis. analogy. The bug is related to the cockroach. With folded hands, cheers, stand-up

applause (huh madame, Pelosi?, but not fingerlakeswanderer). Then after a few clapping of hands, clap, clap, yak yak, heehaws, applause.
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The marriage, high school guidance adviser, a modest poodle with a wagging tail, refuses to say they urinated in bed? huh? Well, I am no Counselor to remind that all Secrets will be revealed and a ilk of the Capital Hill's gang?
In ICU as 'Um spiel!
O dumbstruck God?
An analysis like this?
O set the pants afire!
Ya wear a beanie hat.
Irk DOD DOA politico!
O 'um dead on arrivals.
O dead on delivery, Ya!
O the dead folk walking.
(banter?) 'Oh, dead duck!
~(?) the mantis ask to wash clothes, scrub floors, dishes, bottles, and sheets before the female mantis agrees to make love? heehaw.
Or,
after death the politician named Ernest is dumped in a grave. Two maggots are there with dead Earnest from up on fraudulent Capital Hill.
Maggots talk? I am not sure.
Mr. Earnest overhears one maggot say to the other cool maggot... Darling, won't this be wonderful? What? To finally be making Love in not-so-honorable, and dead, MR. Earnest? huh. I mean:`Great to be making love in dead earnest. But, I add, not wait until death visits with a sharp curved harvesting scythe.
In a forum such as this one, to contemplate the role of the physical body in our lives is a bold one. We spend so much of our lives living within our minds that a disconnect forms. I know it has for me. The ideal is to form a synthesis between the physical, the emotional, the intellectual, the spiritual to attain peace within ourselves and with the world.

I look forward to more of your exploration.
The most interesting take I've ever seen on seen on torture...
"The Politics of the Body", hm?...
The God you are writing about is good old Jehovah, of course, Blake's "Nobodaddy":
"why art thou silent and invisible/Father of Jealousy/
Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds/from every searching eye?"
As i read my Bible (ha!), Jehovah was a necessary expediency in the evolutionary history of the human imagination:
a stern father to quell the savage instincts left over from the old primate days of kill or be killed....the cultivated manape setting up over against himself a "wise" king of war
whose injunctions MUST be against the instinctual excesses of the body. In brief golden ages ---the Greek world comes to mind, also the Renaissance, the Romantic era, and lately the " Sexual Revolution"---a priveleged few have had the "luxury" to fully explore the potentialites of pleasure the body also affords...
But there is always a backlash. It's cyclical. The Body expands, then is beaten down back to size...as you say, the world becomes the body...ads on tv on how to fix your miserably deformed corpus, threatening you with diseases and biochemically-caused mental disorders...yes...i see it....thank you for the inspiration:
the world contracted to the limits of the body...but why?..."well, to control!" is an obvious answer, and quite true, i'm sure...but...
there must be more to it than that....why do we invent a God without a body? When we HAVE a God with a Body...or we're supposed to...
lorraine, This is SO powerful, and makes so much sense to me. And, yes, of course this can be applied to what is happening wherever people are suffering because of the hand of another human."Torture makes the world the limits of the body. It makes the body the world. Pain becomes everything." When the body is all that you have, truly the only thing that is yours, then to have pain inflicted upon you, is to have your sense of self, the only sense of you, carved away like meat from a bone, until all that's left is a nonsensical babbling fool.
Yes, they do hate privacy. They would have us believe that we are all terrorists. And we might admit to that if it would stop the torture and ease the pain."It was about how those who torture are also those who would deny a woman her right to choose. Or deny a gay couple their right to love. Or deny a man his right to terminate his life when his suffering became too much to bear"...this says it all. Thank you, Lorraine, for this well written impassioned plea on behalf of humanity!
Obama doesn't want to investigate because high ranking dems are just as guilty of war crimes as Bush. If they let those prisoners free, they will only tell the rest of the world the reality of our evil deeds. monkey fingered.
It's funny. I'm thinking about this a lot because I'm in a stress position, trying to assemble all these packets of information for the Mapelo teach-in tomorrow. I can only hold these positions for ten minutes or so before i feel the blood get trapped, and muscles start to ache. We did this to prisoners for 24 hours at a time. What kind of people are we?
Excellent essay. Can't think of anyone who supports torture who does NOT go along with the rest of the package you describe. Anti everything: gay rights, reproductive rights, end of life rights. They display a fundamental need to control the bodies of others.
Before Blake or any expressed "overt ugly religiosity" there were discussions. The "mysteries of love" by priestess of Mantineia. The not so handsome Socrates had fellow banqueters at Agathon's dinner parties.
People talked about "mortal natures" and "seeking a nature of the wondrous beauty" and "as far as possible" seek, but not everybody, the immortality through procreation, and to "be everlasting and immortal" has meaning in secular (agnostic) views and notions too.
Immutable wholesome life styles, Physis is Love of the Body. That the starting point. A body. It seems folk sought a sensitivity to a Unknowable. As it was mentioned: The touch, smell, taste, etc., and memory? Matter/No matter. This is a Land of Forgetfulness?A water flows from River Lethe in mythologies. I am just wandering in thoughts.
A "Lord" meant something more cosmological. A Lord, not a mortal, but a-who (Force) (shiva-shakti) governed the vast outer galaxies of otter space, etc., Weird? Look up "weird" in any lexicon, dictionary, and choose to speak in Mandarin? Or, try some pig-Latin? "Lord" use to mean Humans are cut-off from full capability and Remembrances? Knowing. Maybe we lost physical wings? I don't have a cocksure notion, and wherewith, all knowing, No, ... and for certain, who knows anything? Nope. I don't. O Immutability? Folk are very stupid to know. Methinks it's mystery, and beyond comprehensible language (grunts sounds. Giggles!). KNOW? Powerful. She went off into a sweet potato field and KNEW?
'Um "did it" and who called it a "nasty" anyway? They KNEW
one another. Conception? Oops. Well, love the little critters.
Feed mashed `Tatter? French fries with macaroni? Perceive,
and penetrate in Spirit realms? Necromancy. `Sensual. Yikes!

We are colliding bodies in space and time. BOOM. We think with a feeble intelligence, I believe. We are deficient. Imperfect. The post remind me we do Torture Self too. TALK TOO MUCH TOO? Me DO. The lost sense of being lost, and separate from 'our' Body in a terrifying "eternal space" (Khora) is scary. We are rumored to be dwelling in a "receptacle and, in a sense, the nurse of all generation" has imposed partial necessary limits..
by restricting ... "blown away" Demiurge.
Becoming. Be. It's written everywhere, and
Who can convey 'it' coherently? O `Nobody.
~
Percy Shelly - Hushed be the hill where dryads throng, the rocks whence fountains tumble, hushed to the bleating flocks: playing melodiously, the great Pan trills with moist lips his reeds' segmented span, while round about, with nimbly flashing feet tree-nymphs and water nymphs take up the beat.
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O fun to wonder? The Greek Romans had wandering hands and the Ladies slapped them?
goofy trouble. O huh.
I popping off, O Hush.
It just occurred to me that I posted this on Ash Wednesday. It was pure coincidence, but this is the first day of 40 days of mortification of the flesh in the Christian calendar.
By the way, this is not an anti-Christian screed. It's an attempt to wrestle with issues of why we privilege the mind over the body when we see how quickly the body can overpower the mind.
Beautifully, achingly written. What you put on paper her connected me to the Jesus of my religion in a way that the most theologists don't.