Six twenty eight…in the blessed a.m….after
talking with two wayward souls until one in the morning and texting a worried
spouse five times to tell her that everything was all right. Now, six twenty eight, and that same spouse
was grumbling about people who couldn’t leave them alone for even a few hours
of rest.
Six twenty eight, and it was the chair
of the personnel committee on the line.
This was not going to be good.
“Pastor, I understand that not only are
we hosting a squatter in the basement boiler room, but now you are harboring a
fugitive felon who is in a romantic relationship with the aforementioned squatter.”
The committee chair paused. The pastor tried to wipe the sleep out of his
eyes and to shake the dust out of his brain.
It was not a speedy process.
“Hello…Pastor? Are you there? Did you hear what I said?”
“What?
Yes, well I can explain…Wait a minute?
Would you mind sharing with me just where you got your information?”
There was a longer pause and a deep
sigh. “Pastor, I’ve been asked to keep
that in confidence. Let us just say that
someone called me late last evening with this information. I decided not to disturb you in the wee hours
of the morning, so I waited until now to call.
Be that as it may, could you please explain to me how it is that we are
sheltering a trespasser and giving sanctuary to a fugitive from the law?”
It was obvious that someone overheard
the conversation in the boiler room—or at least enough of it to draw some
rather interesting conclusions. In all
likelihood it was one of the committee members who showed up for the
non-meeting last evening. That was a
meeting of the congregational care committee—aka The Galloping Gossip
Gang. Any one of the committee members
would have savored this juicy information like a sweet, dark truffle.
“Gossip,” write Feinberg, Cheng and
Willer, “represents a widespread, efficient and low-cost form of punishment.” Gossip can be used to control those who might
be outsiders or those who might challenge the status quo. Anxious systems use gossip to monitor threats
to the homeostasis of the system.
Harriet Lerner has noted that the volume of gossip in a system is the
most accurate gauge of a system’s anxiety.
If that was the case, then the
congregation had enough anxiety to light up the lower forty-eight states. And it wasn't the first time the Galloping Gossip Gang tried to cut the pastor down to size by inflating his negative reputation.
The pastor cleared his throat along with
his head. “Let me clarify a few
things. First, the woman in question is
not a fugitive from the law. She is a
convicted felon who has completed her sentence and is now on parole. We are not harboring her in the church. She was, instead, a guest in our building
last evening. I confirmed her parole
status by checking her out on the Department of Corrections website. Her story checks out.”
The committee chair was undeterred. “That’s all well and good, Pastor. There remains, however, the matter of the
unauthorized person who has commandeered our boiler room as his personal
apartment. I cannot believe that the
authorities or our insurance carrier would look kindly on this situation. What do you intend to do about this
ridiculous state of affairs?”
Now it was the pastor’s turn to take a
deep breath. “It may be that you aren’t
aware of the situation. The man in
question is the brother-in-law of our congregational president. It seems that this whole arrangement was
informally approved by the church council without my knowledge. I am in the process of tracking these things
down and figuring out how to make some sense of all of this.”
The committee chair sniffed in derision. “Pastor, I have not missed a council meeting
in four years. I don’t recall any
discussion of this matter or anything like it.
It may be that our bully of a council president intimidated some of the
weaker minds into some sort of illegal vote at an unofficial meeting. But that is no reason to tolerate this
outrageous situation. I believe that I
shall call the police and take care of matters, since you seem to be unable to
do so.”
The pastor had an urgent need to use the
bathroom. He had a more urgent need to
reach through the phone and throttle the pompous and officious committee
chair. By this time, however, his wife
was awake and had heard enough to know that an explosion was seconds from
detonation. She took her spouse’s hand,
squeezed uncomfortably hard, and mouthed the words, “Don’t do it!”
He gasped at the pain, but it focused
his attention. He spoke in measured
tones to the committee chair. “Please
don’t take any actions like that just yet.
I would like to investigate a bit more and see if we can come to a more
humane resolution. In the meantime, I’d
be grateful if you might set the record straight with the people who were in
touch with you last night. That sort of
inaccurate gossip can be very destructive.”
“I have a better idea, Pastor. Please be at the church at 7 p.m. for an
emergency meeting of the Personnel Committee.
I will ensure that the congregational president is there in all his
sniveling glory. If you will be so kind as to make sure that the squatter is
there as well. We’re going to have this
out, once and for all.”
End of transmission.
In the next three hours, the pastor
answered nineteen calls of concern over the use of the church as a sanctuary
for a murderer, rapist, terrorist and/or pedophile. The only bright light was that Phil had
prepared a lovely mushroom and Gouda omelet for breakfast and had enough to
share with the pastor.
Where are the nodes of the gossip
network in your congregation or organization?
How does gossip function in your congregation or organization—social glue,
social punishment, social control or intimidation, all of the above? What are the most effective responses to the
corrosive effects of gossip in anxious systems?
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