‘Heads I win, tails you lose’.  This is a trick children’s game that may or may not still be played today. It certainly is a description of situations that adults find themselves in from time to time.  We are faced with a scenario where every single reaction or response has drawbacks. We know we will be in a losing situation whichever avenue we follow.  Whatever we decide to do, in whatever way we react, the result will be damaging to us in some way. 

At this point I should be able to provide the perfect anecdote to illustrate what we can call the ‘lose lose’ situation.  Issues that centre round the care of the elderly or children’s education come to mind.  Should the gifted child pursue a talent for music or academic ability?  Should the elderly relative go into a home where they are physically safe, or should they remain at risk living on their own but with their own things around them?  These sorts of dilemma face us constantly.  Every decision we make may involve some form of loss or a less than perfect outcome. 

In the safeguarding context there is one classic ‘lose-lose’ situation that has been faced by many survivors over the decades.   An individual is abused by a member of the church, their vicar or some other person in authority.  If they are a child, they might possibly tell a parent, though it seems that the majority of such cases go unreported for years, even decades.  Eventually the abused victim, by now a young adult, becomes aware that the situation was deeply harmful to them and they now need help.  A further consideration may be that the perpetrator needs to be stopped from harming others.  What should the survivor do?  From an adult perspective, this is clearly a lose-lose situation.  To tell others will likely involve activating legal processes, insurance assessors and, worst of all, challenging a Church that seems primarily interested in promoting itself as a place of honesty, love and safely.  The story that the abused individual is now revealing is bound to disturb that carefully constructed narrative.  It will be resisted by the idealising dynamics of the institution and its legal and episcopal guardians.  Is the survivor able to stand up to this kind of resistance?

The alternative to reporting or disclosing abuse is, of course, not to say a thing.  Because of all the difficulties of disclosing, many, if not most, victims/survivors of abuse do not reveal any of what they had to suffer.  Some may disclose privately to a spouse or a therapist, but many more are reluctant to admit to what happened to them as a child or young person.  There is not the space here to do more than hint at the damage caused by undisclosed abuse.  It may wreak damage both to mental well-being as well as physical.  It may damage future relationships.  We have explored a little in the past about such issues as dissociative identity disorder.  Here past trauma is lodged outside active consciousness.  In this cut-off part of the mind, it can adversely affect the general capacity of the mind to know contentment and generally flourish.  Therapies of various kinds can alleviate the effects of abuse, but if it is not faced or owned up to at all, the likely legacy is almost certainly serious and life-long.

What this post is attempting to communicate is that the abuse survivor in the Church often faces a bleak outcome.  The options or choice to disclose or not to disclose both have ‘lose’ outcomes.  In short, the survivor is like a child who listens to those words, ‘heads I win, tails you lose’.  In this post I want to tell the story of ‘Survivor 3’, a victim of Granville Gibson, the convicted offender who served in and later became an Archdeacon in the Diocese of Durham.  The events surrounding Survivor 3’s abuse took place in the 1980s but the story that is told illustrates attitudes and assumptions that are unlikely to have disappeared completely from sight even today. 

Survivor 3 (I shall refer to him as A) was not in the category of a child or a vulnerable adult when the offences against him took place as a curate under the charge of Gibson.  His story is recorded both in the Review written by Dr Stephanie Hill of the case and in a privately printed memoir written by A himself.  As a curate in his twenties, A first became aware of problems when a parishioner reported seeing Gibson kissing a young male refugee who was seeking support.  A spoke to another priest who told him that if he reported the incident, he would be ‘hung out to dry’.  A then himself experienced a sexual assault by Gibson which left A confused and uncertain what to do.  In a twist to the narrative Gibson then confided in A, confessing that he had a ’homosexual spirit’ which caused him to have numerous affairs across the parish.  While not telling A any details, Gibson forced him into the role of an adviser, asking him what he should do.  A decided (fatefully as it turned out) to go to the Bishop of the Diocese, John Habgood.  It is obviously difficult to tease out all the details of the interview, but clearly it was a difficult situation for A.  A major factor was the power issue, first between curate and vicar and also between curate and diocesan bishop.  No records of this meeting exist.  They were either never taken or subsequently destroyed.  Habgood later told A that Gibson had denied the allegations.  He, for his part, should stop listening to ‘vexatious gossip and causing problems’.  The parishioner who had witnessed the assault on the young refugee was never spoken to.

The story goes from bad to worse.  The relationship between vicar and curate deteriorated as Gibson used his power to belittle A’s personal character and professional reputation.  In short, A experienced vividly the Church in full self-preservation mode.  As the result of Gibson’s hostility, A soon found himself forced to resign his curacy as well as his home.  It was only thanks to family and friends that he was able gradually to put his life back together.   In later years A has had a highly creative ministry exploring the relevance of Celtic spirituality to the Church and new explorations of community life.

The fateful decision of A to go and see Bishop Habgood to share his problems about Gibson was a point of no return.  He had suffered sexual abuse himself at the hands of Gibson and he knew that his vicar was a danger to others. What realistically did the Church expect A to do?  The question has to be asked again and again as this story is shared by new generations of safeguarding professionals.   It is sad that this story has publicly, through the Hill Review, placed questions over the posthumous reputation of one who latterly was a greatly admired Archbishop of York.  It is clear from A’s testimony that Habgood had little insight into power dynamics in the Church.  He also showed no apparent understanding of the vicar-curate relationship, let alone the dynamics involved when a young curate entered into the presence of his bishop, to whom he had sworn canonical obedience.  There appears to have been no insight on the part of Habgood over the conflict of emotions for a curate to tell such a dreadful narrative.  I do hope that such poor pastoral interaction with very junior clergy is no longer found among the bishops.  Speaking from my own memory of that stage in my ministry, I can imagine how much courage it took for A to approach Habgood in the first place.  There was nothing vexatious or gossipy about this act.      

To return to the impossible dilemma of the abuse survivor.  It is a case of damned if you do and damned if you don’t.  The very least that the current crop of safeguarding professionals can take from the story, is a readiness to learn from it.  To say that we do not do things like this any more is not enough.  We have to be able to say:  Yes, we have systems in place that allow a survivor to come forward and tell his/her story without ever being accused of gossip or being shamed.  They should also not have to risk being re-abused in any way.  Where was the pastoral support?  Where was the simple pastoral imagination that could make sense of the disclosure?  It was not on display then and are we sure that we have yet got things right for the future?  Stories like A’s experience must be used in the teaching of safeguarding.  The Church must be ready to hang its head in shame and say ‘No, this can never happen again’.                                                                                                                 

Dear Bishop Emma,

I am writing to you as one of many who want to congratulate you on your new appointment to the post at Lambeth, helping both our Archbishops.  No doubt you will be receiving plenty of advice from those who know you and from others who have expectations of what you might be able to contribute through this position to help the Church move into the future.  I write as one of the numerous retired clergy in your current diocese, but we have never met.  My interest now is to offer thoughts on one important part of your job.  This is the aspect of your role which is to advise the Archbishops on how to respond effectively to the avalanche of safeguarding and abuse issues that swamp the inboxes of those in authority in the Church.

I note that Gilo has already written to you recommending reading matter.  As you have responded to him, saying that you visit my blog, Surviving Church from time to time, I am going to assume that you will see this open letter at some point.  It comes with some thoughts of mine on what you might seek to achieve in this very complex, even messy, world of safeguarding.  First of all a word about my own ‘qualifications’ in this area.  Simply stated I have none, not even that being a survivor.  I also have no training in any of the relevant skills around safeguarding, like social work, law or psychology.  But I can claim to have taken an informed interest in the issue of power abuse in the Church over twenty-five years, having written a published book on the topic in 2000.  I also have had the experience of an ordinary parish priest.  My blog has posted well over 600 articles, the majority written by me.  This writing has, over time, resulted in an extensive correspondence with a variety of survivors of church abuse.  I remain in touch with many people who, I believe, have a great deal to offer the Church in terms of making things better in the future.

This issue of what the cohort of survivors have to offer to the whole Church is the first thing I want to raise with you.  Obviously, the oversight of safeguarding is only one element in your future job specification at Lambeth, but I hope you will regard it as an important one.  I want to state my firm conviction that the witness of abuse survivors is one the most valuable untapped resources the Church possesses in terms of successfully sorting out safeguarding for the future.  Financial compensation for survivors may be a part of it of what is needed.  Equally as important, I believe, is the creation of a new culture where survivors are properly listened to.  Their suffering and lasting pain must never be treated as merely something to be managed, before being lost in a large filing cabinet somewhere.  

One of the problems you will find very quickly is that the current crop of survivors’ testimonies is bringing much damage to the Church’s reputation and credibility in society.   Stories of predatory clergymen and organists abusing children of course sells newspapers.  The temptation is for the Church to attempt to respond to such stories by reassuring the public that vetting is better, training is better and that the future promises a safer Church for all.  These attempts to create the conditions for the Church to be a safe space are commendable.  But they lack one important ingredient.  This ingredient is one that I have already mentioned, the task of effective listening.  Some dioceses have made strides in this area … whilst others hardly at all.

There are two important ways that listening to survivors is a vital ingredient of the Church’s future response to the Safeguarding crisis.  The first thing is that it is only by listening to their stories that the solid foundations of future reform can be built.   Survivors need to know that the team of highly trained specialists are starting from a place of real understanding and insight before they start to plan and build for a better future.  The key to understanding is, above all, empathetic listening to existing survivors’ stories.  I believe that these stories are vitally important for you and others to hear in at least two ways.

Listening intently to what survivors have to say is crucial, as we have already indicated, because new policies can only work when they are rooted in what has already happened.  Sticking plasters cannot work unless there is a surface for them to be attached to.  So often the cry from survivors is that the authorities are trying to find solutions for the future when the Church stills seems determined to ignore or bury so much of what has already happened.  The first thing that survivors need to know is that the raw pain of abuse and re-abuse has been acknowledged.  This might lead to any one of number of potential responses.  One idea could be be a survivors’ day in the Church calendar, with special liturgical resources provided to be used by all.  A Day of Reconciliation between survivors and leading bishops might be organised at a major cathedral.   Above all, the torrid story of what sufferers have been through has somehow to enter the consciences and awareness of everyone, especially those who are making policy and taking decisions in this area. 

Survivors have another gift for the Church which has not been used.  They have memory which is not only of their personal stories.  One of the problems that has accompanied the never-ending renewal of the safeguarding structures at the centre of the Church, is the loss of corporate memory.  However skilled or highly qualified a new appointee may be, they cannot do the job properly if they do not know the stories of abuse that are scattered around in the Church’s memory.   Many survivors are walking encyclopaedias of the reports, the notorious individuals and parishes where abuses took place. They will have a finely nuanced understanding of the wider narrative that lies behind the IICSA reports.  They know the bits of the jigsaw, including many missing pieces.  One hour with a survivor will teach you far more than five hours of reading reports.  For one thing, a report cannot evaluate the impact of an abusing individual.  It cannot fill in the real emotions of fear, disorientation and deep loss that were experienced in the abusive event, nor the frustration of dealing with decades long of disclosures that were walked away from, or the corruption and cover-ups that survivors have had to fight a way through.  Written reports may record facts, but they can never reveal the raw emotion of past shameful events in the Church.  If you watched the recent Panorama programme on racism, you will remember the dramatic moment when Clive Myrie slapped down the  great pile of reports connected with the Church and racism in front of the Archbishop of York.  A similar quantity of reports and reviews have been made in the Church’s response to safeguarding – and their recommendations frequently ignored or ‘retranslated’ to suit the spin of lawyers and communications people and the PR management of Archbishops Council. Gilo has recommended books, most of which you appear to have read.  I am going to recommend that you meet survivors as a matter of urgency.  They will probably have a quite different perspective to the professionals and the experts on safeguarding, but you will get closer to the raw truth of what needs to be done in the next few years.  It is so important that you meet these people who carry all this knowledge in their heads and have strong well-informed ideas about how the Church might get things right in the future. 

Bishop Emma, there is an enormous urgency for you to help to put things right in the area of safeguarding.  The greatest contribution you can make on day one is a determination to listen carefully to all the voices clamouring for your attention in this area.  There will be professional input as well as the voice of survivors.   But as you hear each voice speaking, I would like you to think and ask yourself what each one represents.  The question that might be going through your head is this.  What perspective does this person represent?  Do they speak on behalf of smooth management and control, are they on the side of legal correctness, or are they promoting gospel imperatives of reconciliation, truth and goodness?  Gilo has a powerful image that he often returns to, the idea of bureaucratic institutions ‘hoovering up’ those who come into their orbit.  What he is saying and perhaps I am also saying is that the survivor community are urging you to retain your independence, your gospel convictions and your personal integrity as you enter what has become the political minefield of safeguarding in the Church of England.  Independence in this area will be hard to maintain, but if you succeed you will be doing something historically important for the Church. This may help to redeem the culture of a church leadership which has seemed very broken, but will also bring some healing to survivors.

Stephen Parsons Retired Priest living in Greystoke Cumbria.

The revelations about David Cameron working for a private finance company, where standards of ethics were not of the highest, have reminded us of the Nolan Principles.  These were formulated in 1995 by Lord Nolan and were offered as a statement of what was expected on those who accepted posts in government and public life.  The press and opposition politicians have been revisiting these seven principals.  They want to remind their audiences of the way that those in government, from the Prime Minister downwards, sometimes appear to be guilty of serious ethical lapses while carrying out their public duties.  While it is not my intention here to get involved in making judgments about the behaviour of politicians and senior civil servants, I can, for the purposes of this article, remind my readers of the seven words that sum up the Nolan Principles.  They are respectively Selflessness, Integrity, Objectivity, Accountability, Openness, Honesty and Leadership.

These seven principles of conduct in public life could, of course, merit a separate blog for each of them.  My purpose in listing them is to remind the reader that values and principles within institutions matter.   We have the right to expect that the people who represent us in public life and manage the country on our behalf follow ethical guidelines.  In listing these seven principles of public life, I am aware that there is no equivalent list in church life.  We do not have a statement that sets out the ethical basis for the way that, for example, church legal protocols are managed.  Is the principle of openness ever compatible with Non-Disclosure Agreements that are sometimes part of legal cases connected with abuse awards?  Is not the obsessive secrecy that has existed in the parts of the Church which knew about Smyth, but refused to say anything, another example of non-compliance to Nolan principles?   In short, the Church needs a set of its own principles – Church Nolan Principles.  These could then be appealed to whenever ethical standards are under attack or possibly being betrayed.

In thinking about the possibility of a set of principles that might help to guide the Church in the future, I realised very quickly that the Church in some areas of its life, can operate in ways that are a complete antithesis to ordinary standards of behaviour.  Taking this thought further, I have come up with a set of seven negative principles that churches sometimes follow.  Most of these impact on the ethical behaviour of the Church.  The examples that I give of these failures of standards, could be illustrated from various areas of church life.  For the purpose of this post I have chosen to make my points by looking at the recent thirtyone:eight Review on Jonathan Fletcher.  It is there we can see clearly what I choose to call seven anti-principles of church life.  These examples of poor behaviour each constitute a kind of shadow to the ideals that Nolan wanted to be enshrined in public life.  Some of these church anti-principles were found in JF himself and many still pervade the culture that nurtured him and over which he presided to the harm of many.   Let us look at each one of these, and see how they are illustrated by incidents or situations in the thirtyone:eight Review.

The first anti-principle that was revealed in the Review is the one that always gives priority to the interests of the institution over the needs of the individual.  The survival and the preservation of the institution’s power, in this case the con-evo constituency, will always take precedence over everything else.  We can call this anti-principle, the priority of institutional power.  This first anti-principle has two aspects or sub anti-principles.  The first of these is defensive in tone.   It will seek to push back any challenges to the whole by a whistle-blower or any other kind of challenger.  To make this defence, there are a number of powerful weapons at hand.  First there is shunning and shaming, followed by threats of various kinds.  The ultimate weapon is expulsion.    In the case of a religious group, like the ReNew constituency, expulsion is much more threatening than just being required to leave the organisation.  It has the implied threat of eternal punishment because you no longer belong to the ‘saved’ group.  These various weapons of control over difficult or dissident members, have had the result that, up till now, few individual voices have been heard in this group beyond the circle of its leaders.  The group entity has always prevailed in its determination to preserve the interests of the whole against those who question or challenge.

The second part of this anti-principle of group protection is the active encouragement of actions or inactions that preserve the group.  This anti-principle is about doing things or not doing them so that the interests of the institution may prevail.   The fulfilment of this second anti-principle is especially illustrated by the extraordinary inaction and failure of anyone in the ReNew circles to say anything about Smyth or JF.  This studied passivity of an entire cohort of Christian believers went on for over forty years.  It also accounts for what I referred to in a blog post as the ‘Great Silence’ that descended over the con-evo world after the offences of JF were first revealed in 2019.  The Review has used one word to account for this silence, the word ‘fear’.   It is this fear cultivated among insiders combined with an obsessive loyalty to the system that has helped to protect the organisation for so long.  Loyalty, fear and desperate protectionism towards the system/group have pervaded the con-evo world.  The institution prevailed by excluding the dissidents and whistle-blowers and by forcing loyal members to remain in passive faithful dependence.

The third anti-principle which is to be found more among the leaders of the con-evo constituency and tacitly tolerated among the followers can be summarised in this way.   It is the ‘born to rule’ anti-principle.  Someone has to be in charge, the reasoning goes, so those who went to the right schools/camps and knew the right people have an inbuilt and unchallengeable right to be leaders.  Leaders like the current crop of ReNew leaders who have assumed power in this way, want everyone to believe that their motives for taking charge are entirely altruistic.  However, there is no discernible democratic or accountable process through which to raise questions about suitability when they get things wrong.  Leaders who are appointed according to the rules of nepotism and the school tie may or may not be good and altruistic.  But whatever their qualities, they certainly need to be clearly accountable.  The fact that JF presided over the same congregation for thirty years was likely to be extremely unhealthy for all concerned.  But, being answerable to no one but himself, he could indulge his power and narcissistic needs free from any challenge.

Secrecy is another anti-principle to be discerned in the thirtyone:report.  We find secrecy in mysterious meetings among ReNew leaders where no minutes were produced or any record of who was present.  We can also refer to the way that the value of secrecy was sustained by the miasma of fear.  It was this anti-principle of secrecy that, protected known miscreants over long periods of time.  Secrecy was and is a necessary principle of the ‘school tie’ type of governance we have touched on above.

Secrecy is closely linked to another anti-principle, that of manipulation of the truth.  Some of the ReNew leaders spoke of not knowing anything of the JF allegations until the early part of 2019.  (+Rod Thomas has now made it clear that he knew in the autumn of 2018.) These are claims that are, frankly, difficult to believe.  The Diocese of Southwark was making detailed investigations into JFs behaviour in 2016 before the PTO was withdrawn (or surrendered) at the beginning of 2017.  This part of the story is important, and it is a pity that the Southwark authorities contributed, apparently, nothing to the Review. But even without the testimony of the Southwark team, it is hard for us to believe that none of the detailed enquiries into JF’s behaviour got back to the ReNew leaders.  It is also difficult to imagine that a thorough investigation took place which did not involve in any way the bishop in charge of the constituency of which JF was a key leading member.  We are also not helped to understand how a PTO suspension was to be enforced without anyone, not even the overseeing bishop, being told.  How is anyone reading the Review to make sense of these lacunae of information?  One additional fact that I have gleaned from a completely different source is that JF was ‘marched off’ one of the Iwerne camps in the summer of 2017.  Even if it might possibly have been the summer of 2018, that is still something that could not have taken place except at the instruction of someone in authority.  From what we know of the hierarchical system in operation in ReNew, somebody very senior was taking sanctions against JF in the summer of 2017 (or 2018).  That does not fit in with the protestations of William Taylor or +Rod Thomas and the others that they only discovered in late 2018/early 2019..

 The ‘orthodoxy’ of the ReNew group is seen to be an all-pervading system which does not tolerate discussion or disagreement.  JF, in his own writings, showed himself keen on the notion that truth never changes.  This could be seen as a pervading theological principle that is continued to this day.  I want to call this an anti-principle, but I have to acknowledge that this anti-principle is not one that involves ethics or morality.  Thus it is quite different from the others I have mentioned so far.

Nolan mentions, in his final point, the word leadership.  By this he is drawing attention to the fact that it is important for anybody in an organisation to be able to take a lead, when necessary, to challenge bad or dishonest practice.  There is little evidence of this kind of leadership in the rank and file of the con-evo world.   Rather the power of intimidation, the fear of being labelled ‘unsound’ and thus to be shunned, effectively sustains the status-quo even now in the world over which JF used to preside.

I wish that that the whole Church and its constituent parts, including those under the ReNew umbrella, could aspire to something similar to the seven ethical principles of Lord Nolan.  The civil service and the government of this country try to follow them, at least in theory.  Even when they fail, these institutions do one better than the Church.  Not only does the Church not even have an equivalent list of principles, but it often seems to operate from the negative list that I have set out.  The anti-principles that I have named here, are doing and will continue to do enormous damage to our national Church.

Responding to Abuse in the Institutional Church
by Fiona Gardner

by Cliff James

A profoundly intelligent, insightful and inspiring book, ‘Sex, Power, Control’ is essential reading for anyone who cares for social justice. 

Much of the public discourse around clergy abuse has focused on the acts that were committed, the institutional cover-ups, performative apologies and promises that “things have changed”. This traditional response oversimplifies the issue by re-imagining the abuser as a singular problem, a one-off “rotten apple”, who is mythologised as essentially “evil” and whose casting out – or incarceration – is supposed to provide reassurance that the system has been purified, the danger safely exorcised. 

In contrast to these traditional, oversimplified discourses, Fiona Gardner casts a powerful and intellectually forensic spotlight onto clerical abuse. She delves deeply into the psychologies of individual abusers, and into the “groupthink” of institutional hierarchies that have protected the abuser and vilified the victims. Arguably more importantly, she scrutinises the structural systems of power in patriarchal society that continue to engender abusive personalities and abusive behavioural patterns. We are left in no doubt that, until these systems of power and privilege are changed, our flawed society will continue to produce abusive personality types, particularly among those who are fast-tracked into positions of authority. 

In fundamental ways, the analytical reach of ‘Sex, Power, Control’ extends far beyond the Church of England; it provides critical insights into how our hierarchical, class-based society reproduces narcissistic, emotionally damaged and damaging personality types within the higher echelons of the Establishment. Gardner highlights the fact that a significant percentage of clergy were privately educated, as were most of the senior leadership of the Church. One brilliantly perceptive excerpt from the chapter on British public schools illustrates the damaging effect of this elitist education far more clearly than I could hope to summarise:

“The training of boys on the playing fields of public schools was supposed to produce ‘manly’ men … at the forefront of empire… This outdated ethos lingers on, partly because men who went to public schools (as did their fathers and grandfathers before them) are still dominant in positions of power in the core of the establishment… This means that there is a difficulty in changing the structure of the institutional church because the commitment of a powerful group to the institution derives not only from the institution itself, but also from their earlier experience of having been formed, apart from parents and family, to be part of the elite.”

In a later passage, she elaborates on the links between such an elitist education and patterns of abusive behaviour: “It is feeling entitled to be present, entitled to be there, entitled to be heard, entitled to be recognised, entitled to be promoted and …. entitled to have sexual conquests where and when you want and to beat others the way you were beaten. This is also entitlement but destructive entitlement – the ‘it didn’t do me any harm’ kind.”

These passages take on a greater relevance when one considers that 64% of the current Conservative Cabinet went to such fee-paying schools (compared to 7% of the general public)1. It may also cast some light on why the current Prime Minister, Boris Johnson – himself an Old Etonian – infamously and flippantly dismissed the IICSA inquiry (into historic cases of sex abuse in the Establishment) as “malarkey” and said money “was being spaffed up a wall, you know, on some investigation into historic child abuse.”

Johnson’s comments perfectly encapsulate Gardner’s point, that the British private education system fosters a patriarchal obsession with rules and authoritarianism; with devotion to the team and a dislike of “snitching” and “tale-telling”; with the veneration of a “manly” toughness of character, an acceptance of (even an admiration for) the bully, and the suppression of emotions; with a distrust of women, the mocking of any feminine traits in men, and minimal empathy for those who are perceived as weak or vulnerable.

In stark contrast to the emotional illiteracy fostered by the British Establishment and its private education apparatuses, Garner’s tone throughout the book remains emotionally intelligent, humane and empathetic while firmly analytical. Her approach is informed by her extensive experience as a psychoanalytic psychotherapist, as a social worker, and as a safeguarding adviser to the Church of England. It is doubtful that anyone without this range of expertise could have produced a work so rich in psychological and sociological insights, while simultaneously and adeptly navigating the Byzantine labyrinths of the institutional Church.

In particular, her personal experience of working within the Church environment gives a greater depth and resonance to her analysis. In one stand-out incident, Gardner describes how – while providing safeguarding training to a group of bishops and other high-ranking clergy – she was surprised to see that several clergymen were laughing during a survivor’s account of being sexually abused as a child. “[I] can’t understand why she doesn’t pull herself together,” one of the clergy commented of the survivor, while another said, “she [the victim] had such a boring voice and went on and on”.

It would be satisfyingly easy to simply condemn the inhumanity of these clergymen, to regard them as “rotten apples”, and to go no further than outrage. However, Gardner does dare to go further: she interrogates the elitist system that produces such patriarchal ideology and normalises such abnormal behaviour. It is the system, she reminds us, that is the problem. Unless and until the existing systems of power in our society are changed, the abuse and the defence of abuse will continue unabated.

Notwithstanding the accounts of abuse and the equally reprehensible collusion by those in the church hierarchy, ‘Sex, Power, Control’ remains an inspiring and hopeful book. Gardner reminds us that change is possible, perhaps even inevitable, and that – more often than not – it is actuated by those on the margins. In this respect, the book celebrates the determination and courage of numerous survivors – such as Gilo, Janet Lord, Matthew Ineson and Phil Johnson – who continue to fight for the transformations that the institution, if left unchallenged, would never dream of making for itself.

It would be impossible to overstate the importance and relevance of ‘Sex, Power, Control’. It is not merely an analysis of abuse within the Church of England, but an exploration of those harmful patriarchal assumptions and structures that fracture the whole of society. The essence of this argument is, I think, best captured by Gardner’s use of a Carl Jung quote in the final chapter: “Where love reigns, there is no will to power; and where the will to power is paramount, love is lacking”.

1 – ‘Two-Thirds of Boris Johnson’s Cabinet Went To Private Schools’, The Guardian, Amy Walker, 25/7/2019

Cliff James is a novelist and the author of a philosophical travelogue, Life As A Kite. As a survivor, his work appears in Letters To A Broken Church and he features in the BBC’s documentary The Church’s Darkest Secret.

The recent debates and discussions that have come out of the Jonathan Fletcher/Emmanuel Church Review have had a considerable impact both on individuals and the wider Church.  All of us have now passed beyond the point of being shocked by the revelations.  Those who were in any way associated with JF, will by now have arrived at a new stage.  This is to take stock and consider afresh how the revelations have affected their personal faith.  There is also the need to look at the Christian networks they belong to and ask themselves whether their loyalties have changed in any way.  For some, this taking stock may have been extremely painful.  Some have looked up to JF for decades so that their Christian identity is bound up with having had him as a mentor or guru.  They will be asking themselves, ‘how much of my Christian conviction has been created by my dependence on JF’s personality and in the way that he exercised a strong influence over me?  What is left now after he has been shown to be to be a false prophet concerned with the preservation of his power and image?’  Others will be asking themselves other questions, those which were put out by the Review itself.  ‘Is my current post or position within the Church tenable when I owe it to the patronage of JF and his circle? Am I now caught up in an institutional structure which was created by a dishonest and unedifying scramble for power?  Can I continue when so much rottenness at its base has been revealed?’

Speaking for myself, I have not had to go through these painful stages of realisation.  Jonathan Fletcher had been completely unknown to me until fairly recently.  Stories about him were circulating at the start of 2019, and the first Daily Telegraph exposure in June of that year did not surprise me in any way.    I reveal this detachment from the world of JF, not with any sense of smugness, but with a real feeling of sadness for all those who were (and are) living in thrall to his influence.  Over the years when I have been trying to study closed Christian groups and cults, I have noted this phenomenon of surrendering responsibility to a religious leader.  Once this fateful decision has been made to become the disciple or follower of a particular leader or guru, certain things happen.  Few of them are helpful to the long-term well-being of the disciple or the guru.  Nevertheless, each seems to gain in the short term.  From the perspective of the follower, the main gain is the sharing of and access to the leader’s version of truth.  Suddenly, issues about morality, the meaning and purpose of life are made clear.  Instead of doubt there is certainty.  The leader, the supremely wise individual, has, it is believed, access to levels of insight and wisdom which are given him by his special spiritual status.  All cults and closed Christian groups seem to practise a version of this surrender to a ‘realised’ leader.

 One of the weaknesses of conservative Christianity is the claim that there is only a single version of truth and teaching.  There is a single way of reading the Bible and the leaders and their group possess it and proclaim it.  This ‘truth’ is completely above any need to debate or even discuss.  Such a claim is extraordinary when we think about it.  It totally ignores the wide variety of cultural and historical manifestations of Christianity that exist. The expression the Bible ‘clearly teaches’ is also palpable nonsense for those who actually take the trouble to read the text for themselves.  Consistency and clarity are not there to be found in the Bible, but only in the imagination of one who keeps the book firmly closed.  Only in the context of a carefully supervised reading of selected passages during a sermon on Sunday mornings, can this illusion of coherence and consistency be maintained.  For the rest of us who study it for ourselves with the help of commentaries, the Bible turns out to be a highly complex work, full of insight, nuance, paradox and mystery but not clarity.  It does not suddenly become easy to understand, just because a preacher declares it to be the infallible word of God and makes numerous selected quotes to back up a line of teaching.

The world of conservative evangelical Christianity is an extraordinary one for those of us who are not part of it.   We ask many questions of this group, but we often fail to receive answers.  How does conservative Christianity place such enormous weight on some ambiguous verses in Leviticus on the gay issue, while virtually ignoring some straightforward prohibitions on divorce given by Jesus?    Does Christianity ever have the right to operate as a privileged but closed system of knowledge, unwilling to engage properly with the disciplines of learning which have developed over the past 500 years?  Christianity is not at its most attractive when it claims to have the ultimate truths connected with human life, while shutting out debate with others who see things differently.  If debating is ever closed down on the grounds that ‘authority’ has decided that there are settled opinions which must be followed, some of us rebel. 

Within the world of the conservative Anglicanism, as exemplified by JF, St Helen’s Bishopsgate and All Souls, the inerrant authority of Scripture, interpreted by the godly ‘sound’ preachers gives a semblance of unity to the whole institution.  If the appointed leader has the divine authority to preach the word of God, this logically allows him to exercise control in other areas of church governance.  If any part of this authority is shown to be shaky, then the rest of the authority structure is under threat.  The democratic impulse is not one well cultivated in these circles. If the hard line preaching on moral issues is ever contested, the institution must push back strongly.  Any concession to another version of truth puts a possible doubt over the legitimacy of the leaders.  JF skilfully used the structures of conservative Anglicanism to maintain an enormous amount of power for himself.  He used the power of the institution to resist challengers within.  More importantly, he had power as the preacher of the infallible word of God.  To oppose such a leader, is to oppose God himself.  Who wants to be on the wrong side of God? 

The unseemly initial response by William Taylor to the Fletcher Review on Palm Sunday from the pulpit at St Helen’s, was revealing.  https://anglican.ink/2021/04/05/william-taylors-palm-sunday-criticisms-of-the-fletcher-report-from-the-pulpit-of-st-helens-bishopsgate/   It seemed like the reaction of a man who felt that his personal power was under attack. Although Taylor apologised for his remarks a week later, this first reaction was an understandable outburst in at least two ways.  First of all, Taylor probably owes an enormous amount to JF.  Taylor’s spiritual formation, as well as his place as leader of St Helen’s and current head of the ReNew constituency, all seem to be linked to his personal and professional ties to JF.  The way that patronage has operated during JF’s period of influence suggests that no appointments were ever made to a post as central as St Helen’s without the blessing of JF.  In the second place the structures of the con-evo section of the Anglican church are indebted to JF’s work in the past.  The Review went as far as suggesting that this whole edifice of the con-evo institution needed dismantling and rebuilding to cope with the aftermath of JF’s disgrace.  Such a process would of course directly impact Taylor himself and his position as overall leader.  He was, clearly, rattled by this suggestion, and his first instinct was to lash out against it and also declare the advisors’ other supplementary comments ‘political’.  The main Review had avoided naming individuals, but the extra comments from the advisors had no such inhibition. 

The power to control an institution without challenge has always been the goal of cult leaders and other authoritarian leaders of religious groups.  From my perspective, the ReNew constituency is such an authoritarian network.  As such it cannot tolerate questioning or dissent.  If any part of the structure, the leadership or doctrine, is challenged, the whole system goes into panic defensive mode.  All the complaints about bullying and other forms of power abuse that we hear from these networks (there are several ongoing at present) have a high degree of credibility.  They are credible because an organisation that needs to be without error is also likely also to be disproportionately aggressive in the way it defends itself.  The Bible, the institution, the doctrine and the leaders – all have to be part of seamless whole that knows no doubt or error.  The logic of infallibility as a doctrine of the Bible is extended to the whole structure, including leadership decisions.  No questioning of leaders, decisions or structures can be tolerated.  That would undermine the fantasy of perfection and certainty which holds the whole structure together.  It is this promise of certainty available to the followers that gives the leaders much of their enormous power.

Commentators on the Church in 2021 have been speaking of the enormous changes that are predicted as the result of the pandemic.  The thirtyone:eight report on Emmanuel Wimbledon may be seen by historians as of equal importance.  The Review will perhaps mark the moment when the complacent secretive structures of conservative Anglicanism were prized open for the first time.  The flaws and corruption seen within helped to dispel the myth of infallibility and certainty for these leaders.  This expression of Anglicanism may be allowed to flourish in a quite different way in the future.  Without the arrogance of certainty with claims to divine truth, the ReNew network may come to serve the wider church in a better way.  With a new attitude of humility, chastened by its clear past failures, especially in its failure to respond to abuse, it might eventually come to serve the wider church in a form that enriches other Christians groups, rather than trying to dominate them.  

A review by Linda Woodhead, Distinguished Professor of Religion and Society, Lancaster University

When she was the Director of Safeguarding for Bath and Wells, Fiona Gardner was puzzled why so many of the diocesan hierarchy asked her, ‘How can you stand it?’. At the time, she thought that ‘it’ must be sexual abuse and predation. Only later did it occur on her that ‘it’ was something different: the shadow church, as difficult to face up to as the shadow side of one’s own psyche.

The anecdote gives a flavour of this important book. Gardner draws on many years of experience as a psychotherapist, a safeguarding officer, a spiritual writer and counsellor. She was one of the people who eventually helped bring Peter Ball to justice. She knows the Church of England from inside out, and the human psyche too. She writes with clarity and understanding about the mind of the abuser and the trauma of the abused, always grounding her thoughts in actual examples.

It is Gardner’s multifaceted experience that enables her to do something fresh and useful: to psychoanalyse the Church in order to explain its abusive tendencies. While sociologists like me are wary of attempts to psychologise social phenomena, Gardner gets past my defences because she understands institutions and social relations so well. She knows that they always involve power, and that an institution is in essence a structured set of power relations. The book’s title ‘Sex, Power, Control’is well chosen.*

Back to ‘it’, the grubby side of the Church of England that those in power want to bury. Gardner’s achievement is to drag it into the light. By listening carefully to the insights of survivors and analysing ‘the mind of the abuser’, she finds a key to unlock the Church of England’s bloody chamber.

Narcissism features prominently in the analysis, narcissism being understood in clinical terms rather than simply as vanity. The narcissist buries shameful things that he or she cannot bear to face. Some of these may derive from childhood, some from later episodes and actions. In order to defend against horrible feelings, a false self is constructed. The more grandiose the self, the more it needs to be continually re-inflated. One way of doing so is by joining an institution that confers dignity. Dressing up, being given a title, and being treated as more ‘reverend’ than others does the job very well. So – to take a further step – does controlling, demeaning and even abusing other people. The smaller you make them, the bigger you feel. The abusers that Gardner encountered were all men, and were all predatory narcissists.

In sociological terms, abuse both exploits existing social inequalities and reinforces them. Victims of clerical abusers are selected because of they are lay, young, lower-class, female, or have other vulnerabilities. The abuse reflects and reinforces their relative powerlessness, meaning that abuse serves a social as well as a personal purpose: it is not peripheral to hierarchical structures, it is integral to them.

Gardner tells us about the warning signs of narcissism. She sees in men like Ball a ‘completely self-absorbed sense of reality’. Everything is all-about-them. They work tirelessly to salvage their reputations and inflate their egos, and draw on all the connections and tools available to them to do so. They are deeply manipulative. Those who cross them are likely to be treated with rage, contempt and various forms of intimidation. As well as a campaign of letters from Ball himself, Gardner was advised by three senior church officials to back off, in one case being walked round the bishop’s palace grounds for a ‘chat’, and on another being rung by Lambeth Palace.

As well as the solipsism, the narcissist gives himself away by a lack of boundaries. There is no thee and me, just me. You are of interest only insofar as you serve the narcissist’s needs, and you have no separate subjectivity or independent existence for him. This blurring of boundaries extends to the body. The abuser does not just groom victims emotionally, he invades their personal space uninvited with touches and gropes, hugs and strokes; he may sit people on his knee, or suggest sharing a bed.

Understanding the mind of the perpetrator helps Gardner to understand why the Church has been so hospitable.  It is a rigidly and steeply hierarchical institution. The clergy, she says in one chilling passage, are the subjects, the laity are objects, and victims of abuse are not even objects – they are marginals, untouchables, a kind of ‘matter out of place’, as the anthropologist Mary Douglas put it in her discussion of dirt and impurity. To allow the victim to speak and have agency is to upset the whole order, thereby putting at risk not just the institution but the very identity of those whose sense of selfhood is bound up with it. No wonder that when Ball’s abuse was reported to no less than nineteen bishops and an archbishop by increasingly desperate victims and concerned supporters, not one of them intervened.

Gardner uses the idea of ‘institutional narcissism’ (which I think comes from Stephen Parsons and his blog) to take the analysis further. It helps to explain why senior leaders crave success stories even when they involve things as dodgy as the Balls’ monastic order or Chris Brain’s ‘Nine O’Clock Service’. It explains why those who try to blow the whistle are ignored or traduced, and why bad news has to be hushed up. It explains why so many large and costly ‘comms’ teams are employed by dioceses, Church House and Lambeth to pump out good news and bury bad. It explains why truthfulness is not a value you ever hear preached. This all makes sense because there is institutional grandiosity to defend, and an ‘it’ to be denied.

Gardner includes a helpful chapter on the public schools from which over half of the bishops are drawn. The repression of emotion and vulnerability in order to appear strong and manly, and ambivalence about homosexuality and women, are discussed. This helps to situate the current problems in a wider framework of English class, privilege, and establishment.

If that all sounds a bit grim, it is. The obvious conclusion is that the only way to rid the Church of England of abuse is to dismantle its hierarchical structure completely. Safeguarding is a hopeless sticking plaster.

Yet I found at least one hopeful thing in Gardner’s analysis, for she reminds us that abusers are made, not born. And if the making of an abuser is a process, that process can be halted. Gardner gives the example of a young man abused by his mother as a child who is aware of his own attraction to children, and terrified by it. Instead of surrendering to this part of himself by, for example, downloading images of children, masturbating, becoming addicted, and perhaps going on to offend, he seeks medical help. This allows him to manage his desires by understanding, externalising and controlling them. There can be ‘interventions’ just as with any other kind of addiction, and the earlier the better.  Books like this help by making people more alert and understanding.

But can the institution change its spots?  Gardner is too nice to say ‘no’, but she probably thinks it. She may be right, but I wonder if a more historical view of the Church of England would have let in a bit more light and possibility. It is easy to think that the way things are now is the way things have always been and always must be, but the diocesan structures that weighed down on Gardner in Bath and Wells are actually rather recent. It was only in the second half of the twentieth century that diocesan bishops became powerful bureaucrats, as the Church was remodelled along the lines of the state with its own kind of regional devolution and expanding civil service. Parliamentary control and lay patronage were whittled away, and the disastrous simulacrum of democracy, the General Synod, was born.

For all the episcopal bluff, the Church of England is not really one thing, and never has been. ‘Unity’ is a narcissistic fiction. The Church of England is one big unhappy family whose several parties divorced one another some time ago. And although some parts and parties of the Church really may be abusive at the core (where abuse means abuse of power, which opens the door to sexual abuse), other parts can more easily be cleaned up.

Gardner is right that the problem of abuse is tied up with theology and governance structures, which means that any real solution must be, too. I have long thought that the constituent parts of the CofE should be allowed to separate from one another, develop on their own terms, and become parts of a federal structure. If the Church wants to be taken seriously by civil society, let alone enjoy the privileges of establishment, then the criterion for remaining part of this loose affiliation must be to respect the basic norms of equality, non-discrimination, transparency and independent oversight that govern other public bodies. That, combined with proper safeguarding and an open learning environment, might just save what is worth saving.

*Full disclosure: I have not met or corresponded with the author, but she cites my book with Andrew Brown That Was The Church That Was: How the Church of England lost the English people and its definition of the institutional Church.

Tucked away in the thirtyone:eight Review on Jonathan Fletcher was one fascinating but revealing detail.  One witness, giving evidence to the Reviewers, was speaking about his experience of Emmanuel Church Wimbledon.  At a meeting for the leadership team, JF made a comment about his understanding of the Church.  He said, ‘the Church was training camp rather than a hospital.’  That short, possibly throw-away, remark has lodged itself in my mind and I have been thinking through its implications.   Perhaps the comment gives us an important key, not only to Fletcher’s own thinking about the Church, but to what was taught within the conservative constituency in general.  We need to tease out the nuances of what is being said here.  As far as I am concerned, this description raises alarm bells.  My post is an attempt to explore some aspects of why I feel uncomfortable at the training camp metaphor.

Let us reflect on these two metaphors, training camp and hospital. The first type of institution is one for the cultivation of physical prowess.  For the sake of brevity, I will mention two examples.   In the first place, a training camp is a place where sportsmen of various kinds go to improve their skills.  The young Andy Murray was, I believe, trained at a specialist tennis camp in Spain as a teenager.  The same opportunity is given to many promising athletes and footballers.  It takes months and years of hard work and training to reach the top ranks of sporting skill.  The words, training camp, are also associated with the military. During the First World War, recruits were given a six-week basic training before being sent to the Front.  In that time, they had to learn to march, to obey orders without question, as well as the brutal skills of killing the enemy before they themselves were killed. Both these examples of a training camp are united by at least one common factor.  The people who went into them had already been vetted for their physical condition.  In one case the candidates were already highly competent sportsmen and women.  In the case of soldiers being recruited for the First War, they had all met the minimum standards of height (five feet tall) and were free from any obvious illness or disability.   In short, the training camp is a place only for the physically active.   No one could enter such an institution who was either disabled or weak. To be at any training camp implied that you were somewhere on the scale between minimally fit and physically excellent.

There are quite a number of scriptural passages that would appear to liken the Christian life to that of the athlete or the soldier. Paul uses the idea that the Christian life is like a competitive race.  The best runner is awarded a crown. For Christians the imperishable crown, the reward of eternal life, is what focuses attention and effort.  We also find military imagery in the Epistles.  In Ephesians (not necessarily Pauline), we have a vivid description of a Christian clad in the armour of God in chapter 6.  This armour evidently provides for the spiritual purposes of both attack and defence. Such metaphors of the Christian life, as the athlete or the soldier, are going to be of obvious appeal to anyone, but most especially to those brought up in the traditions of muscular elitist Christianity. The traditions of the Iwerne camps seem to have extolled such values, giving prominence and adulation for godly leaders, as well as prizing the values of obedience and public-school manliness.  However precisely these values are defined and understood, they seem to fit in well with JF’s promotion of the training camp model, whether having a military or athletic focus.  We might note once again that the vision of ‘Bash’ was for a Iwerne-trained godly elite ruling Britain.  This seems to have drawn something from the prevailing political fashions of the 1930s, especially fascism.  The emphasis on ‘top’ public schools, as providing the clientele for these camps, chimes in with an abiding undercurrent of elitism that is also distinctive of JF’s understanding of Christianity.  He and others in this tradition also never look at the shadow side of this model.  With the focus on the task of training future church leaders, the group running the camps had little time for those outside their charmed constituency.  There was a tendency to look down on or despise those who were on the outside.  Whether the Iwerne alumni recovered from the social elitism that they absorbed at the camps is not a question I can answer.  Some certainly did not.

The ‘hospital’ model of the church is one that we can claim to read out of the Gospels and the teaching of Jesus.  To take but one prominent example of the teaching of Jesus – the Beatitudes, we might ask the question.  How much do they reflect the manly elitist culture of the English public school?  Have those whom Jesus called blessed been to a training camp to learn the qualities valued by the Beatitudes?  No, these qualities at the beginning of Matthew 5 imply the very opposite.  It is almost as if Jesus, entering an elite school, walked past the successful leaders and the winners of sports cups to seek out those with ‘two left feet’ and thoroughly inept at any kind of team game.  The unsporty or academically lacking are not necessarily more virtuous than the rest.  They do however have one positive advantage over the leaders and the otherwise successful within the system.  They do not have to be constantly worried about keeping up appearances or a reputation for success.  The humble, the vulnerable and the low in status, though they have little power, also have no position to defend.  Because they are, in this way, among the vulnerable, even sometimes persecuted, Jesus regards them, paradoxically, as closer to God.  It is that which can make them blessed or happy.

What has this vulnerability got to do with hospitals?  One of the things I learnt in the retirement role of Bank Chaplain at Carlisle hospital some years ago, was the importance of helping people come to terms with their experience of vulnerability.  Whether they were seriously ill or just out of circulation for a couple of weeks, a patient in hospital has to come to terms with a new status.  All the things that defined them outside the hospital are stripped away.  They no longer have the role that defined them outside, as a managing director or a boss.  They are patients, to be treated by the staff in the same way as everyone else.  The old status that they had built for themselves as sometimes important members of society, had to give way to the new unsettling status of being a vulnerable human being, dependent on others.  The status of the patient has an uncanny parallel to the status of the ordinary human being coming before God or encountering Christ.  I am a strong advocate of the Orthodox Jesus Prayer which goes as follows.  ‘Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me a sinner’.  This short prayer is special, because it reminds us of our universal vulnerable status before God.  At the same time, it allows us to feel affirmed and accepted by him.   The hospital is an excellent analogy for the Church because it helps us see this double reality of our humble status before God and his gracious acceptance of us.  If we are ever guilty of pride and self-importance, the Church (as hospital) should remind us of our true status.  In pre-Covid days, we always had the powerful symbolism of all kneeling side by side at the altar, status left at the church door.   In our experience of dependency, penitence and powerlessness, we were learning to see ourselves as God sees us. 

The contrast between training-camp and hospital metaphors is ultimately a political-type distinction in the way we understand Church.  One seems to extol human achievement, status and thus pride.  The other calls attention to the importance of vulnerability, self-knowledge and powerlessness.  In writing this, the Gospel story of the pharisee and the publican comes to mind.  The first paraded his power and achievements before God while the other confessed failure and sin.  The latter left the Temple justified.  That brief picture perhaps shows above all what the military/athletic analogies of the Church lack, the ability to see ourselves as God sees us.  God seems to be in the business of looking after the vulnerable and valuing the qualities that vulnerability can bring.   He is the one who ‘hath exalted the humble and meek’ and ‘filled the hungry with good things’.

I was never an attendee at the Bash camps or in any way under the influence of Christian Union type theology.  I hope if I had been, my knowledge of the gospels and the reported sayings of Jesus about humility and powerlessness would have alerted me to the need to affirm and protect the values of the powerless and the vulnerable.  I hope I would never have been tempted to embody any of the elitist thinking that seems to have infected many Christian institutions and congregations.  The con-evo world does seem, in many places, to have distorted ideas about power.  My reading of the gospel narrative suggests that God in Christ reaches out to us, but not when we are parading our importance, strength and competence.  He comes to us most especially when we recognise our need of him and are prepared to engage in what Jesus calls metanoia.  It is this realisation that God finds it easier to reach us when we are open and vulnerable that makes the hospital metaphor of the Church far, far more realistic.  The other picture, the training camp metaphor, while not without some merit, should never be left unchallenged and uncritiqued.  It should always be balanced with the Gospel emphasis that Jesus comes to us at our point of need.

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By Janet Fife

I was unprepared for the impact the John Smyth and Jonathan Fletcher review reports, issued recently, had on me. I’m not one of those directly affected:  I didn’t know either of the men and if we had met they wouldn’t have thought me worth their notice. I do know some victims of both men, some who were part of their circle, and some of those people mentioned in the reports. I was prepared for the implications of that and the inevitable emotional impact and stirring of compassion for the victims and survivors.

What I didn’t expect was that the reviews would force me to reflect on my own family history. The world described by the reviewers was both familiar and utterly strange to me; it was those contrasts which struck me so forcibly. I grew up among conservative evangelicals, mostly in the USA, and retained that allegiance when we returned to England in 1974. I was a member of Church Society until they passed a resolution against ordination for women while I was training at Wycliffe Hall.

Reading about the privilege that comes with going to the right public school, I understood afresh why my father and his three brothers all emigrated in the post-war years. Cockneys from the slums around the Old Kent Road, their intelligence, talents, and acquired middle class accents would not have got them far had they stayed in England. Percy, a Scotland Yard detective, found he wasn’t going to get promotion within the force, so he moved to Tasmania. There he reached a senior level in the Australian police while writing radio plays and studying law in his free time. He eventually became a barrister, specialising in defence – as a change from his former career prosecuting. Reg went to the USA where he became business manager of the Christian Literature Crusade. Harold, a Baptist minister in England, took a large church in Toronto before working for the Far Eastern Gospel Crusade, spending half of each year in Japan. He wrote several books.

My father, Eric S. Fife, was much the youngest. He was only two when his father died, leaving the family to subsist on a widow’s pension. At 16 Dad had to leave school to help support his mother and himself. After serving in the RAF during WW2 he took a correspondence course with the London Bible College and was ordained as an FIEC (Federation of Independent Evangelical Churches) pastor in Winchester. During the war he had been stationed in North Africa for a considerable time, which sparked an interest in foreign missions, so he joined the board of the North Africa Mission. In 1955 he was sent to the USA to found a branch of the NAM over there, and so we emigrated. He must have been quite effective, because in a few years’ time he was appointed Missionary Director of Inter-Varsity Christian Fellowship (now known in the UK as UCCF). There he became involved in the Neo-evangelical reaction against Christian fundamentalism – a kind of conservative evangelicalism broader, and with more intellectual credibility, than the Iwerne version.  In his role with IVCF he held his own among university students, professors, and world Christian leaders such as Billy Graham, John Stott, Festo Kivengere, and P.T. Chandapilla.  Many of them visited our home. Dad’s books, especially those on missions, are still available (second hand) in several languages. He was a powerful preacher, too, and in demand across the USA, Canada, and much of the world – except in his home country. Many, many people owed their faith or their missionary vocation to him.

He was a remarkable man, to achieve so much with little education and no advantages except his own talents. What might he have accomplished with the benefit of a public school education, university, and good social networks? And how many other men and women might have exercised a very fruitful ministry in the UK, but for the lack of the ‘right’ class background?

In his youth in England, Dad had been a disciple of Dr. Martyn Lloyd-Jones, the celebrated Reformed expositor and president of the British wing of Inter-Varsity. Before ordination Lloyd-Jones had had a distinguished career in medicine, becoming assistant to the King’s own physician. John Stott, who had himself been a disciple of E.J.H. Nash, the founder of the Iwerne camps, once observed to my father that ‘Martyn Lloyd-Jones had an inferiority complex because he didn’t go to public school’.  The language and world view of conservative evangelicalism is very familiar to me, but between the social world of Fletcher and Smyth (and their followers) and my own there is ‘a great gulf fixed’ – just as there was between Nash and my father, or Stott and Lloyd-Jones, all those years ago.

The class differences were huge and prevented my father from ever being much recognised over here. In other ways, though, he had rather a lot in common with Smyth and Fletcher. He had a charismatic personality and a natural air of authority which meant that wherever he was, he was generally assumed to be in charge. He was very intelligent, widely read, articulate, sensitive, perceptive, thoughtful, and could be charming. He inspired great devotion in his followers.  But he was also narcissistic, manipulative, violent – and a paedophile. We will probably never know whether he kept that in the family, or whether he sometimes preyed on the children of families he stayed with on his travels. I hope he didn’t.

One of the themes identiifed by the thirtyone:eight review into Jonathan Fletcher is that of ‘homogeneity’:

‘The Review illustrated that one of the biggest difficulties in identifying and disclosing the behaviours was the myth of homogeneity. The Review evidenced that a person who possesses positive characteristics and is widely highly-regarded could nonetheless display entirely inappropriate, abusive and harmful behaviours which render them “unfit for their office”.

Furthermore, those who wish to disclose abuse or harmful behaviours can be caused to question their experience and reality where the predominant narrative outlines the positive traits of an individual. When this is combined with a narrative of protecting the gospel above all else then this becomes a powerful barrier to disclosing abuse or harmful behaviour.’

That aptly describes one of the major issues of my life. I don’t think ‘homogeneity’ is quite the right word, though. It’s probably apt when a charming, intelligent, and kind person is revealed as a malignant narcissist and an abuser. The contrasts between the different aspects of their personality are confusing and damaging to their victims, especially where there is a myth that people are either good or evil, rather than a mixture of both. When an effective spiritual leader, through whom God is seen to work, is found out to have done cruel and evil things over many years, profound questions are raised about the nature of Christian ministry and the work of the Holy Spirit. Why would God choose to use such a bad person? Were their gifts really God-given? If some of what they said and did was false or had evil motivations, was any of it true and real? I have never managed to answer these questions to my own satisfaction, and probably never will.

Astute regular readers of Surviving Church may have realised by now why I often express concern not just for survivors, but also for the family, friends, and followers of those revealed to be abusers, and those who have failed in safeguarding. I know how heavy a burden they carry, and the anguish that they may be feeling.

In the last few days we have seen some very good survivor-centred responses from leaders in the ReNew constituency.  We have also seen a few abysmal ones which amply illustrate the malign culture described in the reviews. Many in that network, both leaders and followers, will still be reeling from shock. It may take them years to come to terms with it all. But I have a word of encouragement for them:  if you can find the courage to break ranks and tell what you know, to admit that you too were taken in, you will find that between survivors and anti-abuse campaigners class barriers break down. We support each other support in a fellowship of suffering, passion for justice, and righteous anger which I believe truly does come from God. It’s at least the equal of the fellowship found in good churches and one of the best things in my life.  It gives meaning to my history, my suffering, and my future.

Many victims of abusers like Smyth and Fletcher have, understandably, lost their faith. I don’t blame them for that and I’m sure God doesn’t either. 

In this Holy Week I remember that Jesus raged against the exploitation of vulnerable people. He was subjected to physical brutality and public sexual humiliation; he identifies with our sufferings. And no one who beats, torments, or humiliates other people does so in his name.

by Anonymous

The bloody history of shambles might help us process the God-awful mess of
the Church of England, the National Safeguarding Team, injustice and
incompetence, and the brutality of bishops and church officers “just following
their process…”.

Annibale Carracci, The Butcher’s Shop, oil on canvas, circa 1583, 185cm x 266cm.

Christ Church Picture Gallery, Oxford.

 Annibale Carracci, The Butcher’s Shop, oil on canvas, circa 1580

59cm x 71cm, Kimbell Art Gallery, Fort Worth.

You are looking at two pictures by Annibale Carracci, painted in the early 1580s.  It is one of two slightly different paintings called ‘The Butcher’s Shop’. One hangs in the Kimbell Art Museum, Fort Worth, Texas. The other hangs in the Christ Church Picture Gallery, and is one of the paintings bequeathed in legacy by Charles 1.  It may have originally been commissioned by a Butcher’s Guild.  It is big picture of a busy butcher’s shop – much like you get in any market.  Meat hangs up; there are game birds.  Several staff chopping and prepping. Sharp knives, a saw, and some butcher’s blocks – all stained with blood.

But it is of course a religious picture, refracted into the everyday.  Here, in the picture, we see the foreground, almost at knee height, so you have to bend down to see it: a lamb about to be slain.  Passive, motionless and without blemish.  The picture gives us other clues as to its intentions.  Meat – like the soul in judgement – is weighed by one person in a balance. 

An armed guard gazes into some middle distance – a seemingly pointless detail in a butcher’s shop.  And there are on-lookers too, as though watching butcher’s at work was a good way to spend your free time.  This is a scene of ordinary slaughter. An ordinary day at a butcher’s shop is like an ordinary day in Palestine, two thousand years ago.  Death is routine.  Actually, there seem to be a lot of bystanders in the two paintings – people doing nothing whilst the slaughter just carries on.  Process.

In C.D. Dickerson’ intriguing Raw Painting (Kimbell Masterpiece Series, Yale University Press, 2010), he explains how the paintings portray the butcher’s trade in sixteenth and seventeenth century Bologna.  Dickerson puts Carracci’s painting into context by comparing it with a contemporary butcher’s shop painting by Bartolomeo Passarotti (1577-80) and Dutch-Flemish paintings by Pieter Aertsen and Joachim Beukelaer.

The paintings by Pieter Aertsen and Joachim Beukelaer (below) may appear, on the surface, to be mere representations of the produce available in a Dutch or Flemish market.  But on closer inspection, one can clearly detect a sacred scene painted in the background of Aertsen’s work.  Why did Carracci and others paint like this?  I think one clue is the link between the soldier and the passive lamb in the Oxford painting.  For here the imagery is pregnant with meaning.  This is no ordinary butcher’s shop. The man kneeling in the foreground with a cleaver in his left hand is about to ‘sacrifice’ the docile lamb in front of him.

The butcher standing left of him is holding a set of scales reminiscent of a Last Judgment. But what is that Swiss Guard with the ridiculous protruding codpiece even doing in a lowly butcher’s shop? The Swiss Guard were, and still are, the elite police force of the Vatican. A respectable Swiss Guard would have servants to do his bidding. Could he be representing one of the soldiers at the scene of the Crucifixion? Maybe. Yet the Swiss Guard represents something much more sinister: a symbol of the Church uncaring, just observing a slaughter.

Most readers of this site will know what an utter shambles the Church of England is, that safeguarding (and the work of the NST) and the implementation of CDM’s on clergy is form of process-torture and brutal butchery. Research from Sheldon found that 40% of clergy who were on the wrong end of a CDM contemplated suicide.  The rest merely feel crucified – butchered by an inhumane system of justice that follows a process that is numb and dumb to compassion. 

Our bishops admirably perform the role of Pilate, washing their hands to claim their innocence.  The NST and the Dioceses are little better than shuttling the victim between the court-trials of Pilate, Caiaphas and Herod.  If you are unlucky enough to be the Dean of Christ Church, you can be delivered up to all three tribunals in a matter of weeks.  No-one takes responsibility.  They will each blame the other.  It is a shameful shambles for an institution that is supposed to specialise in care-taking, receiving care and in care-giving.  It is incomprehensible that people who are supposed to be good and kind can tolerate such indolent brutality and butchery visited upon others.  What is going on, I wonder?

Our word ‘shambles’ commonly means “a scene or state of great disorder and confusion”, but it historically referred to a slaughterhouse.  The word (in a singular form) originally meant “a stool” and “a money changer’s table”. Later it acquired the additional meaning of “a table for the exhibition of meat for sale”, which in turn gave rise in the early 15th century to a use of the plural form with the meaning “a meat market”. A further extension of meaning in the 16th century produced the sense “a slaughterhouse”.

That meaning quickly led to the more figurative use of ‘shambles’ to refer to a place of terrible slaughter or bloodshed. A few centuries passed with the word being mostly used with the literal “slaughterhouse” and figurative “place of mass slaughter or bloodshed”. A bloody mess, literally. By the early 20th century, another extension of meaning took place. ‘Shambles’ acquired the sense of “a scene or state of great destruction” and “a scene or state of great disorder and confusion,” or a “great confusion; a total mess”.

The money-changer’s tables? A bloody mess? A slaughterhouse? Good Friday? You might ask why safeguarding in the Church of England is such a bloody mess – an utter, total shambles?  The answer from Good Friday is that Church has to do something with its crippling guilt over its past crimes and cover-ups.  So it matters not who is tortured and dies for all of these sins: someone has to.  A scape-goat is needed. Preferably a ready supply of them.

This is why the Swiss Guard in Carracci’s painting looks on, impassively. His pose is one of indifference.  But I also think it is one of pointless pietistic prayer and passivity.  Bishops will tell you they are praying for you as you are butchered and hung out to dry by the NST, before whatever remains of you is passed through the mincer of a CDM.   Carracci painted the church observing the victim die, for what in fact the church does.  The lamb-meat is to order.  So I think this is an image of atonement for the sins the Swiss Guard must represent.  As soldiers, they had a fearsome reputation for being tough, brutal mercenaries; they were butchers for hire, and commanded high fees for their work.

Perhaps like me, you have found yourself butchered and hung out to dry by the Church?  Perhaps you found that the bloody slaughter that is visited upon victims of abuse, clergy facing false accusations and ruin, and being condemned by courts, trials and processes that deny everyone their basic human rights, transparency and agency, is just too gruesome to watch anymore?  I agree. Sometimes, the only thing to do with a bloody ‘shambles’ is look away. 

Or perhaps leave it altogether?  Leave the butcher’s shop, I mean.  Assuming you don’t mind the analogical imagination at work here, if the vehicle for your means of journey and pilgrimage – be it boat, plane, car or train – is not roadworthy, seaworthy or able to fly safely, it is usually a mistake to presume the voyage ahead will not include some terror or likely misfortune.

If the car or bus has no MOT, and looks like it is clearly a shambles, my counsel is you’d be unwise to climb aboard and take a seat. It may already be too late for me to give you this advice, and you may well find you are already (s)trapped in.  If so, I am sorry.  But please, try and leave when you can.  You may have to wait for the next stop at a junction or at a port. But when it comes, this is your chance to hop out, and hop off.  Escape. Seize the moment.

The quality of the driver, a cheerful conductor or smiling flight attendant won’t help.  The recent (promised) dubious health and safety audits won’t be worth the paper they are written on. Leave now. Because once inside this shambolic vehicle, your life is actually in far more danger.  It is better not to risk the ride.

Leaving the butcher’s block was not an option for Jesus on Good Friday. Or for the two thieves. Or for Spartacus and his friends. Such carceral crucifixions were common: there to intimidate the masses, suppress dissent and bypass true justice. But you do not need to be crucified for the sake of the church, looking on, with pitiful piety and pastoral pity.  This is their shambles, not yours. You do not need to be another vicarious victim in their butcher’s shop.

A lamb being slaughtered is not a very promising symbol for a new religious movement.  Yet from the first Easter, Christians proclaimed that “the Lamb who was slain takes away the sins of the world”.  The gospels converted the shepherd of the sheep into one of the flock.  Jesus becomes a victim; one statistic among the numberless who were butchered by an autocratic State. 

Jesus is simply a routine execution – a regrettable process to be started and finished as quickly as possible. And then we can all go home.  I find it interesting the Jesus is condemned to die before the jury can deliberate; his trials are afterthoughts, and only there to rubber-stamp the sentence.

I think I may know what you are thinking now.  So please let me say, try not to worry too much about Jesus struggling and gasping for each breath on the cross.  Or protesting about the injustice of three consecutive kangaroo courts.  Because Jesus is not alone, you see.  He has the constant presence of episcopal company in his suffering, and I promise you, is sincerely offered “prayer and pastoral support during this difficult time”. You should remember that the thieves don’t get that, so Jesus is actually quite fortunate.

Seriously, Jesus is “well supported”. If it were not for that cross keeping him upright, he’d be a crumpled, tangled heap of bloody mess, bruises and broken bones on the ground, where no-one could see him. Such is the brutality of our CDM’s and the faceless unaccountable processes of the NST. I, you, we: are led like lambs to the slaughter. 

So much for Good Friday, then.  Yet I do not think you have to be another notch on the NST and CDM roll-call of victims.  That is why I wrote this.  Good Friday is not meant for you.  The Swiss Guard may still look on, but there is life outside the butcher’s shop. It is not your prison, or your butcher’s block, and you do not need to be some tangled mass of discarded offal in an ecclesial meat display. You are actually worth much more than the sparrows. Jesus told us.

So at Easter, what might you try to remember? That death has no more dominion over you. As C. S. Lewis once said, part of the Deep Magic of Good Friday lies in surrendering to something else that the Church neither owns or knows; namely the wisdom of God.  You can let fear do it’s worse, but it cannot kill you, so do not be afraid. 

Try to keep your faith, knowing this is foolishness and weakness to the world; but to God, it is wisdom and strength. A resurrection strength that will actually save us from this butchery. 

That Swiss Guard has it all coming to him.  Much like the soldiers who stood guard by the tomb of Jesus.  The cracks appear; the light breaks in. The guards can’t cope without a corpse.  Their dead prisoner has left; they have nothing to watch over any more.  The light floods out of the tomb. 

Resurrection is coming, and for those indolent passive soldiers – instruments of unjust butchery going through their motions of process a few days before – the resurrection is going to be, quite simply, terrifying. Revolutionary.  The tomb-guards and soldiers then have nothing to process, and nobody left as the object of their grim vigil.

New life comes, and the old order is swept away. The guards, sore afraid, must scatter. We will now witness to something else: new life, new hope and radiant resurrection light piercing the darkness, and exorcising the indifference of our church leaders and the banality of their butchery back into the shadows, where such evil belong. 

Lent and Good Friday are but a season. Resurrections are forever.

Pieter Aertsen, The Meat Stall with the Holy Family Giving Alms, oil on panel, 1551

115cm x 165cm, North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh.

Joachim Beukelaer, Fish Market, oil on panel, ca. 1568

56cm x 213cm, Museo Nazionale di Capodimonte, Naples.

One of the telling observations in the recent thirtyone:eight report into Jonathan Fletcher is the way he was allowed to take a key, even dominant, role in the structures of conservative evangelicalism in Britain.  Some have described Fletcher as the ‘Pope of Evangelical Conservatives’.  We have had cause to refer, on many occasions, to the tightly knit but closed world of powerful and often wealthy parishes that belong to this network, now known as the ReNew constituency.   With their wealth and their authoritarian approach to theology, these churches have ended up in many cases as semi-independent of CofE structures.  In many cases, these parishes can be understood as forming a church within a church.   Typically, they have little to do with the other local CofE parishes.  The central Church has provided them with a ‘flying bishops’, ostensibly to protect their clergy from the taint of women as priests or bishops.  It still, however, suits these churches to be thought of as part of the Church of England.  In practical terms, such as receiving or giving anything to the central body, these parishes might just as well be joined to a completely separate denomination.

About two and half years ago, the Bishop of Oxford issued an Ad Clerum to his diocese.  It contained mild support for same sex relationships.  It was hardly a radical statement on the topic of inclusivity, but it still succeeded in uniting all the con-evo forces in the Oxford diocese to band together with others and sign a letter of protest to their bishop.   Around 105 individuals signed the letter.  Surviving Church took the time to examine all those who had signed the letter and were identifying with this conservative protest.  The 70- 80 clergy on the list proved, on close examination, not to represent the same number of parishes.  A good segment were found to be working for foreign-funded parachurch institutions centred in and around the city of Oxford.   There are, of course also large ordained teams at the main con-evo parishes in the Diocese.   Like the big conservative parishes in London, a church like St Ebbes will attract young hopefuls among the newly ordained who desperately want to work there..  But I noticed another interesting fact.  There are a cluster of parishes in the Oxford diocese in the most attractive surroundings with youngish con-evo vicars.  They all appear to have the qualities that Fletcher was reputed to favour.  Such ‘golden boys’ needed to be young, Iwerne alumni, and also the product of the ‘right’ school, university and theological college.  Two of these parishes in the Oxford diocese, now with strongly con-evo vicars, were known personally to me in the 80s and 90s, at a time when they were firmly middle of the road in terms of churchmanship. Their tradition was closer to BCP with a penchant for Mattins at 11 am.  Then sometime after 1998, both these parishes had appointed young men, who had each served their title in one of the major con-evo London churches.   Were these appointments organised by the networking of powerful evangelicals under the oversight of Fletcher?  The appointment process is shrouded in mystery so we cannot know for certain. Very quickly, after a year of St Helen’s type ministry, the old original congregations had mostly departed and a new younger group had moved in.  Because the old congregation were no longer there to complain about the suddenness of the changes, the church authorities at the centre heard nothing and saw nothing.  The same thing happened to a parish near mine in the Cotswolds, this time in the Gloucester diocese.  This was the village of Bibury.  I had known two former Vicars, who presided over a conservative and traditional congregation.   The village and the Vicarage in it are perhaps the most delightful in the whole of England.   The church, now part of a Team Ministry, has also received a con-evo incumbent, the former head of Scripture Union, Tim Hastie-Smith.  This Vicar is mentioned in the current Scripture Union report about John Smyth.  I believe the report refers to his self-criticism that he was extraordinarily lacking in curiosity over the behaviour of Smyth and his subsequent ‘exile’.

For parishes to change churchmanship and tradition so abruptly is unusual and needs some explanation.  Because the three vicars concerned have precisely the right background to be part of Jonathan Fletcher’s circle of followers, I think, after reading the thirtyone:eight Review, to surmise that it is highly likely that Fletcher himself used his social contacts and charm to manipulate other patrons to allow him to put his own man in.  All these candidates, and indeed all proteges of Fletcher, are eminently socially suited to run wealthy riverside country parishes.  This is true of the Oxford parishes. Like Fletcher himself, these clergy from his circle know how to charm and manipulate in equal measure to get their way.  These qualities, as the report describes. allowed Fletcher to get his own way whenever ‘difficult’ people challenged him and had the temerity to ask questions. 

In my original scrutiny in this blog of the individual clergy who signed the letter of protest against the Bishop of Oxford in 2018, I discovered a number of other parishes which may have experienced similar changes.  They also were in extremely pleasant areas and showed possible evidence of what I shall call ‘patronage tampering’.  I shall not name these parishes as the evidence that Fletcher nobbled powerful people to override their power of patronage, is circumstantial.  But Fletcher’s place in Debretts, his membership of Nobody’s Friends Dining Club and his extensive contacts right across the Church of England suggests that he was able to exercise a great deal of what I refer to as patronage power over a long period.  What was in it for him and the con-evo block in the Church of England? 

The extension of the cluster of ‘plum’ parishes across Britain which can now claim to be con-evo, enables the ReNew body to grow in strength.  More importantly they now control the future patronage of pleasant parishes to accommodate the large numbers of ordinands that this tradition is producing year by year.  Many clergy never leave the London evangelical circuit around All Souls and St Helen’s.  We note that the recently appointed Vicar of All Soul’s has never worked outside London.  Indeed, his only curacy is the one he has served in St Helen’s.  In a similar way the new Vicar of St Aldate’s Oxford (a separate evangelical network in no way like ReNew or operating in a similar way) has only served a single curacy – at Holy Trinity Brompton.   The candidates for the top jobs in the evangelical/charismatic world may have had to wait a long time as junior members of staff for their great promotion.  But their experience is narrow.   It is also unlikely they will ever move again since their limited experience of the wider church does not make good bishop material for the rest of us. 

Jonathan Fletcher’s legacy is probably long lasting.  His personality and ministry style is likely to have affected deeply most of the large numbers of clergy he has mentored.   While the report calls for the dismantling of the con-evo leadership structures, it is unlikely to happen.  Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac and the con-evo constituency has become addicted to enjoying this power.  Fletcher certainly revelled in the way that his power enabled him to do what he wished in ways that we can see as deeply manipulative.  The Fletcher legacy will also be felt in parishes across the country where there has been a con-evo ‘takeover’.   I would love to see someone do research in these churches to discover the true history of what happens when in the name of biblical truth you destroy a congregation in order to create a new one.  The ‘destroyed’ are power abuse victims every bit as much as sex abuse victims.  The only problem is that they are the forgotten victims of a Church that thinks about the institution more than it thinks about those who are part of it, but have effectively been expelled as part of a con-evo Fletcher inspired take-over..