“I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 Look around, friends. So many T-shirts with logos and designs and slogans. Yes, you’ve got a name. Wearing your message, expressing your identity, just a piece of who you are, how you think, what you feel, your word to the world in this very moment, a reflection in some instances of your high expectations. And I know at least some of you, maybe many of you have had that T-shirt you sport today, for years. You wear it. You wash it. You dig it out of a drawer now and again and there it is: that bookstore, that justice message, that logo from your alma mater…Maybe a new shirt or comfortably your old reliable..….Serious or funny, there it is once again…your T and your headline. I wonder if you happened to see the news story about a stealth message on a T- shirt? At at a nationalist music festival in Germany, a small band of people distributed 250 T- shirts to people attending a rightwing-oriented rock concert. The T’s had messages on them that celebrated the sound and the extremist cause. The slogan on the shirts read "hardcore rebels" and had their emblematic skull and nationalist flags. But once the T-shirts were washed, the 1 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 words turned. The original words had disappeared and in their place was an entirely different communication. The shirts now read: "If your T-shirt can do it, you can do it too – we'll help you get away from right-wing extremism”. I don’t think any of our shirts will be doing that, changing like that, not in this moment—though maybe you’ll want to race home after coffee hour and wash them and see what happens…. but it is T- Shirt Sunday here at First Parish. You’ve been invited to wear a Tshirt today, one that has a message you want to proclaim to the world or simply offer up for a shared smile. If you are watching at home I hope you’ll grab a T- shirt or just think of one you have or seen and its message, one that you would share with us if you were here in person. Wearing your heart on your shirt sleeve or, with Tshirts, on your chest or back, is a relatively new thing, if you think about it. For centuries messaging was something that was done by way of debate in the public 2 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 square, quite literally, or announcement by the town crier and the posting of parchment decrees. I wonder if Luther, in 1517—instead of posting his “95 Theses on the Power and Efficacy of Indulgences” on a church door—if he’d had access to a good cotton-poly blend and one of those printing presses, if the Reformation might not have unfolded more rapidly? T shirts, like everything, have a history to them. They were first made and distributed through the United States Navy in the Spanish American War and became standard military issue and then, in the Depression, farmworker attire. Ts became popular casual wear by way of a 1951 movie. A Streetcar Named Desire brought us Marlon Brando in a white cotton T and a new fashion statement was born, first and for some years as part of the uniform of a rebel or “greaser”. So T shirts became a message in and of themselves. But messages on T-shirts? Human billboards appeared in the 19th century, sandwich signs that men would wear, for a small wage, as they walked on the street or danced by 3 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 the curb’s edge drawing attention to the offerings of the nearby haberdasher or tobacconist. In the Civil Rights movement, during the 1950’s, protesters wore sandwich signs urging passersby “don’t buy where you can’t be a salesman”. There really wasn’t T shirt messaging until the 1960s and from there they took off. These days personal messaging by way of tatoos is a big thing, especially though not exclusively with young people. You can even rent out your forehead or eye-lids or other publicly visible body parts for temporary tattoos advertizing all kinds of things. It’s true. A few years back a legal secretary in Southern California was nearly arrested. Her brother called the police on her thinking she needed an evaluation because she’d shaved her head. Turns out she’d done it so she could earn money courtesy of an airline company that would pay her to advertize the wonders of a visit to New Zealand and to do so with a temporary tattoo across the back of her skull. Certainly more dramatic than wearing a T 4 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 with a slogan on it but a sacrifice the woman was willing to make. In thinking about this service today I put a note up on a social networking board asking what people thought about T-shirt messaging. I mean I get it, it is old school compared to texting, social media, or tweeting. But given the choice I’ll take the snail mail birthday card and the physical book vs. an email or Kindle text— though they’re good too you understand and admittedly “greener”. As much as I appreciate the new stuff, and I don’t like bumper stickers still, I do like the physicality of a T shirt, that kinesthetic aspect, that on-person inperson visual of the words and images, so I wrote some questions asking folks to focus on the T. My cyberspace query went out, of course, in a flash, to several hundred potential readers and nearly as quickly ping ping ping several responses appeared. One colleague is clearly and righteously discriminating about what she’ll say via T shirt. She’ll only advertize a product she’d want people to buy. “Local Organic 5 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 Produce, yes. Soft drinks, no.”. . Another said she doesn’t wear shirts with messages of any kind on principle—no free advertizing—and, besides, designer that she is, it takes away from what should be one’s focus: the face. A United Church of Christ minister I know, a former Miss California, a young adult and mom and quite a tech savvy person, says she’s starting a new group in her community, Christians on the Left, and she loves having her message on a T shirt. She says it’s a great conversation starter on the street, in cafes, in the grocery store, on the playground as parents watch their little ones. It’s helping her to organize and let others know there IS such a thing as a Leftie Christian, as she proudly claims herself to be, and a growing community of us coming out about it as well. It’s not unlike the Blank Noise Project born in India. Volunteers in that organization message against sexual harassment and do so in various forms including making T-shirts that say things like “I Never Ask For It”. 6 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 Paul, a former colleague from my AIDS Health Project days, lives in Thailand now still working to stop AIDS. He questions the value of T-shirts in the age of texting since texting is free in Thailand and cell phones are everywhere. Back when we worked at the AIDS Health Project together, he did publicity and public relations and made everyone wear T-shirts with AIDS prevention messages. I read Paul’s message a second time and a third and I’m flooded with a universe of memories. So many messages on so many shirts and more, so many years of work, and we’re 30 plus years into this crazy world-wide disaster. I want to say, “Paul, love is local, care is now, right here and as small a thing as it may seem to be your efforts were and are important. If work equals effort times distance, Paul, you have worked and accomplished so much and with love. You still do.” A T-shirt message may seem like a silly thing in the big picture, but in their way those Stop AIDS Ts serve in my memory as one symbol of our successes large and small, 7 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 and of our overwhelming losses and disappointments. Still, we pick ourselves up, even as we stumble into our grief, and try another day. “You do it, Paul” I want to say. “Your efforts to make a more just and compassionate world response to the AIDS pandemic-they matter.” Maybe all of it---T shirt messages, press releases, articles and books, training and counseling---maybe all of it put together was like trying to put out a forest fire with a super-soaker. Sobering to consider when you think globally about AIDS. But you never know, what if something as simplistic as a T shirt message was the thing that happened to turn a light on and save one person from doing that next thing that would have led him or her onto a permanent spot on the HIV-infected rolls. One message. One hug. One kind word. One something. I want to make a T-shirt for Paul and send it to him so he can wear it in Bangkok, in English and Thai, “grateful for this, the only day we have, and a chance to do the 8 “I What My T-Shirt Says”, a sermon by Rev JD Benson, first delivered at First Parish Brewster, August 19,2012 good we dare to dream, together” even though I know that’s probably too many words, covering both languages, for a T. And even as I slide into and out of places of shadow and light, even to and from where the bittersweet grows infinite and wild, I come up for a breath and move on. Because what we each and all have is right now and only right now. There is now and what we tell each other now and what we believe and long for and lift up and laugh about and cry over. Now. And in all the blessed silences. In this moment. And this. We are all we have in this moment, isolated in time and space. Our hopes. Our dreams. Our deepest longings. Our deepest belly laughs and appreciative smiles and chuckles too. All of it. Let it be good. 9