Beyonce gave a typically self-deifying performance at the Grammy Awards last night.
She appeared at first to be dressed as a pagan oracle or goddess, adorned in an elaborate see-through stripper outfit and a golden halo. She quickly proceeded from there into outright sacrilege, recreating the Last Supper and the Ascension with herself playing the part of a sexualized, female Christ. By the end, it wasn’t clear if she was trying to be Jesus, the Virgin Mary, or some sort of Egyptian divinity. I’m sure she’d answer “D”: all of the above. Not satisfied with merely being a “Queen,” as she so often refers to herself while instructing her fans to “bow down” before her, Beyonce now demands to be hailed as messiah.
Her disciples, of course, are eager to oblige. After her performance, the internet exploded with proclamations of praise and worship, exclaiming that no creature on Earth or above it could be as perfect and beautiful and wonderful as our beloved Beyonce. Even Beyonce’s fellow celebrities know that they must exhibit appropriate deference to the lord and savior, as the Daily Beast described her. Adele apologized profusely to Beyonce for the crime of beating her for Album of the Year, and then broke the trophy in two and gave half to her as tribute.
This whole scene would be absurd enough on its own, but it was made all the more confused by the fact that Beyonce is pregnant with twins. Her pregnancy was meant to be a focal point of the performance. Liberals called it a “celebration of motherhood” and womanhood. All the gold and jewels perfectly highlighted the “glow” of “expectant mothers,” they explained. Even the most rabidly pro-abortion outlets referred to the entities in Beyonce’s womb as “babies,” and commented that her twins were the real stars of the show.
The performance even sparked a outpouring of appreciation for pregnancy itself, with leftists declaring that golden crowns ought to adorn the heads of all pregnant women. Those of us who’ve been calling all along for a greater respect for the miracle of pregnancy, only to be laughed at and mocked by the very people now very demonstratively displaying such respect, were left feeling dizzy by the drastic change.
Suddenly, pregnancy was cool again. Babies were human again. Life was life again. This always happens, temporarily, when famous people get pregnant — as it did, to a lesser extent, when George Clooney and his wife recently announced their own twin pregnancy — but we know that everything Beyonce does is the biggest and bestest and most perfectest. So, if Beyonce has decided to celebrate pregnancy, then celebrate we shall, at least for as long as she deems it fashionable.
Now, as I mentioned, I fully agree that pregnancy is a beautiful thing. Any pro-lifer will tell you as much. Beyonce’s pregnancy is monumental in the way that all pregnancies are monumental. No more or less than any other. I heartily congratulate her on the fact that she has two human beings growing inside her, just as I congratulate all women who have experienced the great blessing of bringing forth life into the universe. But I do so as someone who acknowledges that life in the womb is life, and that the human beings growing inside pregnant women — be they celebrities or not — are human beings.
Our culture, on the other hand, seems only to acknowledge life in the womb when the womb belongs to a famous person, particularly if that famous person is Beyonce. I wish that I could say this is a step in the right direction. Better to celebrate one pregnancy than none, you might say. But I fear that, rather than being an exception to our culture’s pro-abortion philosophy, this celebration is simply another product of it. Leftists believe that Beyonce’s babies are real human beings not because all babies are human beings, but because Beyonce’s babies are human beings. It’s got nothing to do with their inherit value, but with Beyonce’s value, which is greater than all other forms of life on Earth combined. The unborn’s relation to Beyonce endows them with a humanity that most other babies lack. The leftist celebrity worshiper calls the children in Beyonce’s womb “babies” — not “fetuses” or “clumps” — because they see “baby” as an exclusive label that should only dignify the privileged few.
It may be tempting to think that leftists are being inconsistent when they promote abortion while fawning over the pregnant bellies of pop stars. But there’s actually a ruthless and disturbing consistency between this behavior and their actual views, if not their rhetoric. They believe that the value of human life is an entirely fluid and subjective matter. The worth of a child’s life is relative to how desirable his life is to those around him. The poor are nothing but clumps in the womb because, from the Left’s point of view, nobody cares about them or wants them. Or, rather, nobody should care about them or want them. Beyonce’s twins, though, will be wealthy and attractive. Most importantly, they’ll carry on the lineage of the Queen herself. It’s because of these external and irrelevant factors that they’ve earned the honorific titles of “human” and “baby.” But they are merely honorific. They are knighted as “babies” out of respect to the great Beyonce, not to them.
These children are embraced by millions as “blessings” and “miracles” — even as a million children a year are murdered and thrown in dumpsters with the enthusiastic approval of the same people who treat Beyonce’s pregnancy with awe and reverence — because the world wants them. The media wants them. Beyonce wants them. It is our subjective view of them which grants them life. Life is not something they possess of their own nature, but something that Beyonce and her fans bestow upon them.
Those who are not atheists and idol-worshiping neo-pagans know that, in truth, it is God — not society or celebrity — who grants life to all children from the moment of conception. A life in the womb derives its worth from its relation to Him. All people have an objective and indestructible dignity because He has made it so.
If the exaggerated adulation of Beyonce’s baby bump brought people closer to this view, I would encourage it. But it doesn’t. It takes them further away because it reinforces the view that a child’s mother — and, secondarily, society — has the power to determine whether he possesses value or dignity. And if that mother happens to be Beyonce, well then the child will have more value and dignity than any other. No wonder she thinks she’s god.
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