14. Iggy-Igg: Secret Catholic?

I know what you’re thinking: what the heck is he thinking?!  There is literally no way that an Iggy song can possibly relate to anything even remotely associated with religion.  Fist-pumping awesomeness?  Maybe.  But Catholicism and all of its ancient institutions and doctrines?  Fat chance.

The Iron Lady is not impressed with your lack of confidence.

Margaret Thatcher says: “Prepare to be proven wrong you nay-sayer, you.”

Now, to anyone who is not aware, here’s the 411 on Catholicism: it’s all about love.

Plain and simple.  All practices, beliefs, institutions, doctrines, etc. are motivated by love.  Catholics say that love is the greatest thing ever, and ya know what?  They would be right.

Nietzsche believed the greatest thing ever was the will to power,

While I think he was dead wrong on many things,
I must admit: his mustache is quite breathtaking.

Hindus and other eastern religions believe it is enlightenment and its accompanying cosmic connection with the one All,

The symbol of Hinduism.

Muslims believe that it is submission to the will of Allah (“Muslim” means “one who submits”).  Out of all of these, it is perhaps the Muslims who are the closest;

The symbol of Islam.

Catholics, however, refer to it as surrender to the Holy Spirit, Who calls us to a daily conversion of our hearts and minds to God.

The Holy Spirit, in all its dove-like badassery.
(Yes, that's a word....  Okay, not technically, but who cares?)

Anyone who claims that the Catholic Church is really just secretly (or not so secretly, depending on your particular suasion on the topic) all about oppression is simply wrong.  Human flourishing?  For sure.

Anyone who says that the Catholic Church is in the business of “turning back the clock” in a fit of all-encompassing reactionism is likewise wrong.  The Church holds fast to philosophically sound principles concerning the human person and Man’s inherent dignity.  It is our world, not the Church, which is confused because of its embrace of modernism, radical individualism, and its spurning of objective truth and moral soundness.

Anyone who claims that the Church needs to “get with the times” has it all backwards: the “times” (whatever that really means, I likely will never know) need to get with the Church, as Catholic blogging titan Marc Barnes so eloquently writes.

One need look no further than love for an explanation of anything Catholics believe.  Why did God become man in Christ Jesus?  “For God so loved the world…”

Why did He die on the Cross for us?

Out of love for us and out of a desire to save us from our brokenness and stubbornness and hardness of heart and addictions and jealousies and tempers and anything that separates us from Perfect Love Itself.

We can apply this same interiorly consistent logical framework to any number of issues.  Abortion unmakes the self-giving love of the couple; contraception frustrates the total and fully loving self-giving-ness of the act; pornography perverts the sexual act to one of base pleasure for all parties involved and turns the mystical, loving sex act into a mere commodity; gay “marriage” is a simple confusion in terms: it’s not about love at all—more on that in a later post, for sure—and euthanasia ends the life of a person whose suffering we cannot bear, not out of any kind of authentic love.  One can easily see now that love is the fabric from which the beautiful tapestry of all of the Church’s doctrine and rituals is woven.

Now, enter Iggy, and her hit “Black Widow.”  I would draw your attention to the first verse, specifically these parts I have reproduced for our analysis:

We went from nothing to something, liking to loving /
It was us against the world and now we just f****** / …

/ I wanted all or nothing for us ain’t no place in between / …

/ Like it’ll last forever but now forever ain’t as long

Iggy and her partner, separately, she has come to realize, were “nothing”—until they came together as a couple.  She has also seen that their relationship was “nothing” while it was in its nascent—beginning—stages.  She sees that there is much more in store for the two of them if the bond holds, as it should, she feels, implicit in the meaning of the term “relationship” itself.  (She seems to feel that the bond was made to last forever and feels cheated when it falls short of this “mystical standard”: “Like it’ll last forever but now forever ain’t as long”.)  In addition, their love is appropriately exclusive (“us against the world”) as well as properly ordered to the infinite, as evidenced by the most important line—the last one: (“I wanted all or nothing for us ain't no place in between”).  Iggy realizes that true love is as the traditional understanding has it: “to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”  

She realizes that this relationship that she is so serious about is an effective bridge burning to all of her past history with anyone else and any and all future encounters with anyone else.  That she should remain with this person forever, and that the only thing that will separate them is Death, but that, even then, her hope is that love will transcend death, is the defining ethos of her song, “Black Widow.”  This holds even as her hopes are dashed by the separation.  Just because she has fallen short of the standard does not mean that the ideal does not exist; it simply means that she—we—must try harder to reach it.

The second verse is appropriately intense and scary, for it reveals to us the full meaning of the phrase “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”

It is the natural human reaction when a good thing goes very, very bad.  Oftentimes, the bad things that happen to us and that we do ourselves (sin) are not truly bad: they are merely very good things and desires gone sour, perverted until they hurt (see pornography, contraception, etc.)

There are other themes for sure.  The feminists will read female empowerment out of the song—“I'm-a make you beg for it, plead for it”—spurned lovers will get their fill as well.  Throuple union supporters (“throuple”: marriage, but just with three people; how do you NOT know that?) will see all the failings of only having one person to explore and live with (what a drag), and open marriage supporters will see the frailties and *obvious* limitations of monogamy.

But not Iggy.  No, Iggy-Igg, like a good and faithful Catholic warrior, sees the foolishness of entering a union without total permanency, exclusivity, and a yearning for the ocean of the infinite, like a soldier without his weapons or an explorer without a map.  Only then will she be sated.

So, in light of all this, I ask anyone and everyone who reads this post: is THE Iggy Azalea Catholic?  Christian?  Searching?  And if she is not, in fact, a Catholic, I wholeheartedly invite her to become one!

Come on Iggy: try the zeal!

After all, in my estimation, she understands this love business better than most people I have met—Catholics included.

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