My Integrity is Not Located in My Vagina

My Integrity is Not Located in My Vagina February 19, 2021

One of the creepier aspects of being a Catholic were the recurrent, often impassioned reflections of adult men on the state of an adolescent girl’s hymen.

The girl in question was usually Mary. Going back to very early in the Roman church, you find a continual current of fascination with the question of how, exactly, the virgin mother was able to give birth without losing that precious, intact membrane which confirmed her virginity. Theories varied in their details, and most of them were about as probable as a virgin becoming a mother in the first place. Jesus was supposed to have passed through her like light through a window. There was no blood. No pain. And most importantly: No. Tearing.

A Matter of Integrity

This lovely gem of an article on the subject appears on EWTN’s website. The author, William Most, is deeply concerned to make sure that modern Catholics are not led astray on this important point. He cites two different theologians who have suggested that maybe Mary in fact gave birth in a much more ordinary way, as real women do. This error, he feels, requires correction.

Fr. Most quotes the Lateran Council of 649 teaching that if anyone denies that Mary “without loss of integrity brought Him [Jesus] forth, and after His birth preserved her virginity inviolate, let him be condemned.”

I want to draw attention here to a couple of word choices: “integrity” and “inviolate.” My issue is not with the words people used in the 7th Century, but with the decision of a very modern grown man with the authority of Roman Catholic priesthood behind him, to highlight and reproduce these judgements in modern English for a contemporary audience.

There is no way that this man is so ignorant of common contemporary usage that he could possibly be unaware of how an ordinary person is going to understand these words. The very fact that he is offended by the idea of Mary giving birth in an ordinary, physical, human female way reveals a set of deeply misogynist prejudices. At bottom, he thinks that it would be beneath Mary’s dignity, that a broken hymen equals a diminished woman — one whose “integrity” has been “violated.” The unspoken, but ineluctable conclusion must be that every woman who has had sex and given birth has lost something of her integrity in the process.

It isn’t an irrelevant issue. Nor are the Catholics who get obsessed about such things nearly so careful about distinguishing between physical “integrity” and spiritual “integrity” as they pretend they are if you call them on it. The entire reason that anyone cares about Mary’s “physical” integrity is that an intact hymen is seen as a spiritual sign, a veil, like the temple veil, which protects the sacred inner mysteries of the womb. The female body is a temple, and its holy of holies is contained in her reproductive organs.

Dying to Be Pure

As recently as 2018 Pope Francis beatified a young Slovak girl for dying in defensum castitatis. For those of you who do not read Latin, and aren’t familiar with the bizarre intricacies of Catholic sexual hang-ups, this is a form of “martyrdom” where a girl resists being raped to the point of being killed by her attacker. The Latin means that she has died “in defense of purity.” The implication is that a woman’s chastity (usually understood in Catholicism as a virtue) can somehow be damaged by sexual assault.

This happened two years ago, and it was done by a pontiff who has been regarded by most people as more open to feminism than most of his predecessors.

As a Catholic woman, I remember being in discussions about this with Catholic men. I was once informed that being raped was “the worst thing that could possibly happen to me.” Worse than being killed, or having one of my children killed. Being raped would violate my dignity and the dignity of my marriage in a way that mere death would not. I remember wrestling with that in my conscience, trying to make sense of it. Surely, if someone put a gun to my child’s head and told me to lie down, my child’s life would be my first concern. The thought that this would somehow compromise my morals, that it would be a sin, haunted and distressed me.

It has much more deeply haunted and distressed many Catholic women who actually have been sexually assaulted. Although Catholic authorities have stated (usually deep in Vatican documents that people don’t read) that a rape victim is not guilty of sin, the Church continues to promote a cult of physical virginity.

In the story of Maria Goretti, for example, one of her biographers stresses that “rather than take part in one single act of sin — an act for which she could have got absolution in five minutes in her next confession — she let herself be literally hacked to death.” A sin, I stress, for which she, a victim of childhood sexual abuse, could be “absolved.” With attitudes like this, one wonders how the Church ever ended up in the centre of a pedophilia scandal…. But I digress.

Technically the teaching of the Church is that a rape victim does not sin. And yet these stories are told again and again and again. When Catholic women point out that it is harmful to insinuate that a victim dies to avoid sinning, there is an inevitable chorus of Catholic men lined up to defend “tradition.” That is, the traditional belief that a woman (or more often a girl) who resist rape to the point of death dies defending her own virtue.*

Mulieris Indignitatem

There is nothing innocent or accidental about any of this. It gets to the heart of what Catholics mean when they claim (as they so often do) that they, and they alone, truly defend and uphold the dignity of woman against the evil, corrupting force of the secular world.

This claim sounded appealing to me at first, when I converted to Catholicism. After all, I could see that women were frequently exploited and objectified in secular culture, and that it wasn’t uncommon to find “male feminists” who were actually bullies and predators. Yet the longer I was in the Church, the more confused I became.

You see, I had this silly idea that my dignity involved my ontology as a person. That to treat someone with dignity, you have to treat them as if they are a full person, an equal. The person who is thrust out, excluded, socially devalued, subjugated and disempowered is not being treated with dignity. Even if you create an idealized statue of someone, place it in a position of high honour and bestow every worthy title upon it — if you treat the actual person as if their beliefs, opinions, experiences and needs are unimportant, you deny their dignity. The statue and the high-sounding words are just salt in the wound.

The longer I remained in the Catholic Church the more I realized that this is the consistent modus operandi of Church leadership in regards to women. Mary is put on a pedestal, women who die defending their “virtue” are venerated, and motherhood is spoken of in glowing terms. And yet, when decisions are being made about how women must perform their femininity, how they must use their female bodies, and conduct their most intimate affairs, women are never allowed in the room.

The source of Catholic gaslighting about the “dignity of woman” lies in the fact that at bottom, women within Catholicism are not quite persons in the same way that men are. They are a different “complementary” type of person. They have a unique dignity and a unique vocation. A unique dignity which just happens to be expressed most fully in how they use their sexual organs.

This is why a rapist can undermine a woman’s “virtue.” Because her virtue is not something that exists inside of her, in her thoughts, and her feelings, and her intentions. Her value is a function of whether she is a pristine, undisturbed field just waiting for a man to put his plough to her. A virgin is a woman who has reserved this value from any man, holding it in reserve for God. An intact hymen is the tamper-proof seal which vouchsafes the objective value of the goods.

Catholic attempts to deny this, to minimize or obscure the obvious valuations being made by traditional Catholic writers and traditional Catholic values, are either delusional or they are a form of gaslighting. The only sense, the only way, in which the institutional Church particularly stands up for the dignity of women is in the area of sexuality. Their concern for women’s “dignity” is centered on a concern for women’s chastity.

When it comes to the rights that women want for ourselves, the Church is invariably either obstructive or it lags far behind most secular institutions. From the right the right to vote to the right to work outside of the home, the right to leave abusive marriages to the right to effective contraception, the Church has been the first to take a stand against women’s empowerment, and the last to yield when the battle is lost.

Could it be that this is in part because the Church’s understanding of what a woman is, and what her dignity involves, is built on thousands of years during which are identities, our virtue, our worth, and our integrity were consistently reduced to the state of our hymens?

* I could give a link on this, but I refuse to give oxygen to the kind of publications that print this kind of tripe. You’ll have to trust me: I was a Catholic writer for over a decade. These attitudes are distressingly widespread. Like, to the point where I encountered yet another instance of it in between drafting this blog post and editing it.

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