I’ve had this professor for two other classes and it’s a love/hate relationship. What she knows (public speaking and parts of American Lit), she knows damn well and teaches it very well. But with that comes this sense of arrogance and that she just simply cannot be wrong; this really sucks when she continues this attitude into areas she doesn’t know much about.
This semester, she had brought up the whole “Ring around the Rosie is actually based on the Plague!” urban legend. When I showed her that was incorrect, she just brushed it off. This is the same woman who, for my final project in Technical and Professional Communication (we had to propose to do something for a business, do it (or pretend to) and write up a full report; I did a dinky website for a tiny business) marked my website grade down because she couldn’t read the text in the screenshots I included in the report.
What happened today, though, SERIOUSLY PISSED ME OFF.
We’ve been discussing The Great Gatsby. This is just about her favorite novel in existence, so she’s been lecturing quite enthusiastically. The last lecture was today, where we wrap everything up. She tells the class that Fitzgerald was raised Catholic (to tie into the anti-religion theme that can be seen throughout the book). Then, just 30 seconds later, she goes into the significance of Jay Gatsby’s real first name, James, “which is the name of Jesus’ brother.”
Now, this irked me when she said the same thing back at the beginning of the semester when we covered Huck Finn, because only some denominations in Christianity believe that. But since I was pretty sure Mark Twain/Sam Clemens wasn’t raised Catholic, I didn’t say anything because if there was religious symbolism in Jim’s name, it would likely come from some Protestant denomination.
But it’s different this time, since she had just said that Fitzgerald was raised Catholic. Catholic belief specifically states that Jesus had no brothers or sisters*. Because of his Catholic upbringing, it seems unlikely that he would use this sort of allusion.
So I raise my hand and say that Catholics, however, do not believe Jesus had any siblings.
That fucking bitch looked at me ever so smarmily and said, “Yes, well, Catholics don’t read the Bible, do they?”
Okay, WTF? There’s silence for about ten seconds as I give her a look that expresses the timeless “Excuse the fuck outta me?” reaction. She then digs herself deeper by saying, “Go into any Catholic church and you will not see a single Bible in there.”
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGODDAMNMOTHERFUCKINGRAZZLEFRAZZLE! Fine, she might not have been able to determine that I was raised Catholic (and went to Catholic schools for 13 years**) by my words and expression, but she is not Catholic and isn’t even Christian at all (she’s Jewish). Yet she assumes this air of absolute authority and she knows NOTHING of what she’s talking about!
I reply with: “Uhm… there are in my church.”
Does she accept this? Of course not! “Well, that’s not tradition. It might be because it’s after Vatican Council 2.”
Oh ho! You have managed to drop in a Catholic ecumenical council name! I shall now magically bow to your authority! I guess that hardcover book with “HOLY BIBLE” stamped on it in gold leaf that I had to lug around with me at school was one of those hollowed out books to store my pens and pencils! And those Jesuits? Bah! They spend their time researching the theology of Batman comics!
Look, bitch, I don’t give a flying fuck if you don’t believe in Catholic teachings, since I’m not even sure if I do, either. I also don’t give a flying fuck if you don’t like Catholic teachings, either. What I do give a flying fuck about, however, is the spreading of ignorance which you are SO damn good at doing! Go shove a Douay Bible (which obviously, in your world, doesn’t exist!) up your ass, sideways!
- Whether or not you (heck, or I, for that matter) believe this isn’t the point.
** That includes kindergarten, to head off any wiseacres.