How Do You Decide When to Throw a Shoe?

A ferocious conversation about shoe-throwing is taking place all over the Middle East just now.  It appears that there are two schools of thought at the moment regarding the action of Muntader al-Zaidi, the journalist who threw two shoes at President Bush during a press conference.  Some people are saying that the act was wrong, that traditional Arab hospitality towards a guest demands respect, even if a person disapproves of the guest (as most Arabs apparently do, of this guest).  Far more people, however, seem elated by the defiant act–in fact, Muntader al-Zaidi has become something of folk hero to many.  In the Sadr City section of Baghdad, people are taking off their shoes and sandals and putting them on long poles, and waving them high in the air, demanding that Americans immediately withdraw from their country.  (See NYTimes, 12/16)

I must say that it was pretty amazing to see repeated television images of someone throwing a shoe at the President, hard and fast, and the President ducking, and then, whoops, here comes another one, again just barely missing.  Bush made light of it, saying “This is how democracy works.”  Well, actually, no–being in a democracy doesn’t give a person permission to fling shoes at their President.  The act, no doubt, was disrespectful.  But was it brave and appropriate–or rash and foolish?

I grew up in the South, in a society in which politeness was paramount–rules were followed.  It was “Yes, Ma’am” and “Yes, Sir.”  It was speaking softly and slowly, it was moving gently in the world.  And yet often, out of the mouths of these good and gentle people, who would stretch and strain never to offend, came horrendous remarks and acts of racism.  The rules about black and white were clear: “Nigras” were fine so long as they “stayed in their place.”  When they did not, when they dared to violate the rules, violence erupted.

Well, who makes the rules, and for what purpose?  And when should rules be broken? 

I am of two minds of this.  I am all for rules of decorum.  I prefer polite behavior.  Let me tell you, that a man can open the door for me any time.  And I like to visit the South, where children have been saying “Yes, Ma’m” to me since I was 35.  I believe that these rules of behavior are there for a reason, and generally that reason is so that society can remain civilized, and people will remain respectful of one another.

On the other hand, sometimes rules and traditions need to be broken, and their very breaking shines a light on something that is awry in the society.  Martin Luther King, Jr., taught his followers to practice civil disobedience, and so they sat in restaurants and at drugstore counters that were “White Only.”  Rosa Parks did not follow the rules of the city bus line.  The Berrigan brothers poured blood on draft records during the Vietnam War.  Every year demonstrators go to the School of the Americas in Georgia, where the U.S. trains foreign soldiers to terrorize their own citizens, and these demonstrators break the rules–they step over the government “line” and are arrested, and many have been jailed, some for as long as six months–nuns and priests and ministers, among them.

Every person must discern for himself or herself when it’s right and appropriate to break the rules.  One rule of thumb would be your motive, of course–are you breaking the rule for your own benefit, or to grandstand–or because you believe a statement must be made that cannot better be made another way. 

I myself–well, I’m a good girl and always have been.  I follow the rules.  That’s why I was elected “Best Christian” in my senior year in high school.  And then I became an English teacher, and you know how they are about rules.  Now I’m a minister, and we all are aware of the rule-bound-ness of religion.  Except there’s one rule in religion that’s bigger than all the others–it’s called the Rule of Love.  So when we face a dilemma, we can ask, “What is the most loving thing to do?”  Sometimes it’s fasting.  Sometimes it’s not eating British salt.  Sometimes it’s speaking the truth to power, even though that’s going to get you in a mess of trouble. 

Sometimes it’s throwing a shoe.