Do not read. Do not think. Do not question the infallibility of “The Church.” How dare you.
I see patterns. My mind correlates and makes analogies. I have a revolutionary soul.
Heretics were burned for daring to question. There was no separation of church and state. Heresy was a crime against the government, and punished accordingly. Meaning–burn them.
Does that sound ludicrous when we think of freedom and justice? That people were punished by the state, for disagreeing with religious beliefs?
In theory, one might say–“YES! That is insane!” Theoretically that sounds absurd. But what about in actual practice? Do we have a new “The Church” that is infallible? Are heretics punished if they question it or go against it?
Prior to 1436, the idea of everybody having a Bible was out of the question, even if they could read. Printing presses hadn’t been invented. Bibles were only read in Latin or Hebrew or Greek.
Some people are bred to be elite. They learned Latin. They can read the Bible. But not the rest of us? We couldn’t possibly understand it, best to trust them.
But we all know almost all the people were stupid back then though. Am I right? And really, most of us are plain dumb now, too. Just quoting some facts here, right?
“Most common people of the time, however, could understand neither the language nor the content …and most common people are still clueless about the content of the Bible today…”
“The common people of the middle ages had no intellectual defense with which they could make a reasonable judgment about the Truth.”
“No one was punished for simply believing a heresy. The crime was teaching it, and leading others astray. The Church felt it was their job to protect the souls of the innocent.”
(Quotes from catholicbridge.com)
Yeah. I’m not veiling this. I do feel like the conventional medical community is the new “The Church”…or at least, I feel that it’s often viewed as a hierarchy of infallible authority.
Don’t question it. You couldn’t possibly read or understand anything for yourself. If you go against the grain, you are a heretic, a threat, a menace.
I will now include a portion of my conversation with the new pediatrician. This is not verbatim, but it’s close.
Dr–So you went against medical advice of your last pediatrician? Why did you not give your daughter the medicine he prescribed?
Me–I did some research on it, and chose not to.
Dr–That was a very reckless choice.
Me–Based on what? I can show you the scholarly articles and studies I read to make that choice.
Dr–For this relationship to work, we need to have a certain amount of trust and respect here.
Me–I agree 100%…I would love to receive both of those from you, as well. Mutual, right?
Dr–Well, I’m not a mechanic, and I don’t claim to be. And you…didn’t go to medical school.
Me–…I did defer my judgment. That’s exactly what I did. I put the final decision on hold, while I’m gathering more information…
(Huh? Does he mean transfer my judgment?)
Dr–You are not the authority.
Me–(thinking…I’m not? In my life and my daughter’s life…choices for our care…I’m not? Does he know what these words mean? Is this really being said?)
Dr–GOOGLE (scoff, scoff) is certainly not the authority. The pediatric endocrinologists–THEY. Are. The. Authority.
Me–Maybe in your world. In mine…God. Is. MY. Authority.