Showing posts with label democracy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label democracy. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Brave New Generation

I remember where I was when President Kennedy was assassinated. I remember his idealism, and then our eager long haired years when we said “Don’t trust anyone over 30.” We, and those coming after us, intended to keep our idealism for good citizenship as we all aged… striving, seeking and never yielding. The world was going to be “new and improved.”

Mark Manson, successful blogger, is 36. This morning, (Monday June 1) I received my usual Monday morning e-mail from him. (footnote) At the risk of thereby misquoting or misrepresenting him, please let me present one great paragraph out of what he sent. I have broken it up into smaller paragraphs, for cosmetic reasons, all the better fit computer screens. His swear words are idealistically chosen for effect. 
QUOTE
I am thirty-six years old. Despite crippling problems with health care, education, gun violence, immigration, climate change, stagnant wages, income inequality, and racial inequality persisting for my entire adult life, I have never once seen my government help with or resolve any of these issues. 

For as long as I can remember, it has been: tax cuts, war, tax cuts, bailouts, tax cuts, bailouts. 

I have never seen things get better in this country. Only worse. I have never seen anything substantive from my leaders, Democrat or Republican, that makes me proud of voting for them. I wasn’t alive for the moon landing. I am too young to remember the Berlin Wall falling. I don’t give a flying fuck about Saddam Hussein. 

My introduction to my nation was 9/11, followed by hearing about friends and classmates being killed in Iraq and Afghanistan, followed by graduating into the worst economic collapse in 86 years, followed by thirteen more years of absolutely fucking nothing changing. 

Forty-five years of no real wage growth for the middle and lower classes? Nothing. Kindergarteners being shot at school with assault rifles? Nothing. Eleven million bankruptcies due to a corrupt and dysfunctional health care system? Nothing. Black people being repeatedly murdered by police, live, on camera? An entire generation of young people saddled with over a trillion dollars of debt just to go to school and then told to stay home and not work as soon as they get out? 
UNQUOTE

As Manson credibly related the ongoing frustration of his peers to the current protests and riots... something occurred to me: At age 36, Manson has never known a world without Reaganomics. 

It is instructive to compare the 40 years between the war and President Reagan’s changes, with the 40 years until today. In this comparison, reagonomics loses out.

While Mark and his friends take it for granted that a federal government should be mainly concerned with stockholders, and a business solely concerned with stockholders, that was not the case when I was young. In my day, every successful businessman knew there were other valid concerns beyond stockholders.

Some wise guy: “Ya, but the money will trickle down!”
Me: “Really? How’s that working out for you?”

For you Canadians, I suppose this doesn’t apply, except, after the international border reopens, if, say, a U.S. citizen is sincerely asking you why all the other developed nations believe in socialized medicine, and why they nearly all, including Canada, declined to participate in the invasion of Iraq, and then declined to join the occupation “to instil democracy”… 

After you heave a sigh and say, “It’s not coincidence,” you could suggest your American friends might just possibly, maybe, perhaps, debrief on how reaganomics has worked out. I tell you, the previous economic model was good enough for my grandfather, my father and I.

And for my final angry word (And Lord, how I want to swear!) 
In war time? A tax cut in war time? Only under something as ugly as reagonomics, back when America was supposedly needing all available money and troops for the war—desperate for troops— “all of us in this together,” when all of us were supporting some of us to fight overseas, could there ever be a tax cut… which the servicemen and their families would never see.



Sean Crawford
Calgary
June 2
2020

Footnotes:
For Mark Manson’s June 1st letter: 



Promoting Mark’s regular Monday letter:
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Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Warm Fuzzy World

Blog note: During these COVID days, with shuttered wi-fi cafes, I am posting on Tuesday mornings.

Hello Reader,
Got warm fuzzies?


I first encountered the terms “warm fuzzies,” —not to mention “cold pricklies” and the “hip woman,” who had big hips— in an allegory, obviously from the ‘safe-to-be-creative’ late 1960’s. (Here’s the story)

The wee story was a warning against “zero sum” thinking, or “fixed pie” thinking, or “not enough human worth to go around for all the common people” thinking, a warning badly needed because such crazy thinking was so prevalent in certain less functional families, communities and work sites. I’m glad things have gotten better since the 1950’s.

(Note: Even today, some males don’t want to allow equal rights to females, out of some wimpy fear of getting less of the respect pie) 

In the real world, of course, while we can’t all have a special first place blue ribbon, we can all receive ordinary compliments, hugs and smiles. Why not? Why not be bountiful with giving warm fuzzies? When reading the allegory of warm fuzzies for the very first time I thought, “Wha-what? Wow! What a concept!” 

Since I grew up on an emotional ice burg, and then initially found employment in frozen toxic places, I was surprised by the hip woman’s message. But it sunk in, and since then I have tried to be bountiful with my appreciation for all God’s children, and lavish in my praise.

In fact, several store clerks have said I was their favorite customer. To me, being positive to clerks, besides the joy of giving warm fuzzies, offers a way of feeling like “I am paying my way on the human scene…” I don’t mean “pay,” rather, I mean I am crew not passenger, host not guest, giver not beggar, while feeling gracious in my bounty. It’s a lifestyle choice. 

Last month I was with millionaire blogger Derek Sivers. As he checked out of his luxury hotel it was natural to him to compliment a desk clerk on her spectacles. As did I. Then she said she liked mine too. A week later, during an e-mail, when I referenced this incident as being like in my Kind to Clerks essay, Derek had forgotten about his compliment. Because his appreciative lifestyle was so natural to him.
(By the way, Derek liked my Clerks essay, archived November 2019)

Parting thought: Of course I still have my bad hair—I mean, bad heart days when I am feeling witchy, or small, or ungiving, or waiting for someone else to smile first… I’m only human.


Sean Crawford
Chestermere,
made in March, 
released in May, 
2020

Sidebar: 
Speaking of “being kind,” I am proud that (link) Canada is kindly pushing for Taiwan to be allowed observer status with the World Health Organization. Especially since Taiwan, with only six—count ‘em, six— COVID-19 deaths, has something to teach the world… if allowed freedom to speak. (Now at seven)

If the United Nation’s WHO is reluctant to grant observer status, when doing so is surely a “no-brainer,” then it can only be because the WHO is under secret orders from communist officials in Beijing, lest Taiwan then desire “freedom from China.” Canada needs warm fuzzy allies to help push for justice for Taiwan, over in the Asian corner of the world, because the communist officials no longer believe in their doctrine of equality. Instead, it’s as if “‘All countries are equal,’ but China is more equal than others.”

If I would say that, “Yes, China morally deserves to rule Taiwan,” then I would have to face up to explaining why there have been not just days, not even weeks, but in fact months of demonstrations by so many idealistic young and old men and women on the streets of Hong Kong… I can face facts: China is not even morally fit to rule China, let alone a democracy like Canada or Taiwan. 

See my essay China Molests Canada archived May 2020.

Blog Administrator’s Note:
President Ronald Reagan asked for, “a kinder, gentler America.” 
Doctor Who said, “Always try to be nice, but never fail to be kind.” 
I said, “Inspired by Peter Capaldi’s Doctor Who… I could simply add “kind” to my blog site labels…” 
(Labels are on the right, that people can click on) 
So I did add “kind,” putting three posts under that label. 

Mind you, just as the label “humor” is for those few blog posts that advise, in part, on how to be funny, not simply for posts that have jokes, so too will the label“kind” be used for essays that advise, in part, on how to be kind.
As Reagan said, God bless America.

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

China Molests Canada


New up to the minute  “now generation” quotations
An adult: 
“Taiwan (population 24 million, Chinese-speaking) has had only six COVID-19 deaths. SIX! But we are censored from knowing how they did it, and when they started doing it. This while their COVID progress graph line is never included on world graphs in the media, not like South Korea’s line, because the World Health Organization is ordered by China not to recognize Taiwan as existing.”

(National Post story with fun video of reporter quizzing the WHO)

A child in Canada (not Taiwan): 
“How come when fascists lie, we stop believing what they say, but when communists lie, we always hit the reset button and go back to believing?”

Someone on twitter: 
“China lied, people died.”


Hello Reader,
Got “shelter in place?”

I suppose I really should attempt a COVID-length post: long and leisurely, complete with music and art reviews.

But no. So here is only part one,  with links to THIS WEEK’S JAW-DROPPING NEWS. (see below)
Part One:
Old rerun
China and Communism

Next week:
Beauty and the New Art of War
Art and Music Of Japan and Germany


Old Rerun
China is on my mind, being twice in the media "this week" (in 2015) I will review The Art of War, but first:

China and communism
As a baby boomer, I still think of students as being longhaired idealistic “peace and love” types. At Harvard University’s model-United Nations this week the students from China were not peaceful, just hateful. They truly didn’t like Taiwan being called a free country. Their belief that Taiwan, covering the island of Formosa, “belongs” to China is, of course, part of their cradle-to-grave communist propaganda they are so used to hearing.
(In the dystopian Asia of the movie Cloud Atlas, the propaganda was “womb to tomb”)

We forget how powerful propaganda is, especially in a controlled environment, as do the students. For example, my buddy Blair once had a Chinese student, here on a student visa, tell him the followers of Falun Gong kill their parents. Blair paused for thought, and then pointed out that Canada doesn’t allow violators of human rights, such as parent killers, into the country as refugees. “But Falun Gong refugees are allowed in, right?” (Right) 

“Your government,” Blair said, “has been lying to you!” Blair told me this “really stopped him in his tracks.” 

As for Taiwan, never mind what Chinese schoolchildren are told, I have a Canadian viewpoint: A baby boy can come to Canada in 1919 from Germany or Japan and when he grows up, he will love Canada and then, if he becomes an adult during World War II, he will go off to fight against those fascists. Perhaps alongside my dad who advanced from the beaches of Normandy to Bremen.
Later, when Canadian troops fought and died in Korea, in the Commonwealth Division, my father was not pressured to rejoin: He remained a civilian, raising preschool children. From that war, I have an idea why China so fiercely resents Taiwan. 
I will tell you what I know: You may recall that during the Korean War China did not declare war on South Korea. The Chinese armies in Korea were not sent by China, at least not officially, but instead were officially "volunteers" from the People’s Liberation Army." These official volunteers, as prisoners of war, while being held behind barbed wire by the United Nations forces, told the UN they did not want to go “home.” No, they simply wanted to be released from the wire, set free, as soon as the war was over. Perhaps to make their way to Taiwan. 

To the UN this sounded fair but… No! Nay! Never!—peace negotiations dragged on, casualties mounted, the war prolonged—because the Chinese rulers insisted the volunteers be forcibly repatriated against their will… This would have been a few years after the western communists had built the Berlin Wall as part of an iron curtain across Europe. 

At last, to make peace, the UN agreed to force those innocent soldiers to disappear forever behind the bamboo curtain. A win for China… but I guess the Chinese Communist Party officials have never forgiven Taiwan for existing.

I am reminded of South Africa, back during my student years, when we might hypothetically say that “guest workers” are not citizens, AND we would surely say that any of their babies born and raised to adulthood in South Africa must given full rights and responsibilities to vote and love their country. 

In Taiwan the hopeful soldiers and idealistic young students who had escaped the communist takeover of the mainland in the late 1940’s would today be as old as my father—in their nineties. Their children, (baby boomers) and their children’s children, (Generation X, Generation Y and millennials) would have grown up loving the green hills of Taiwan, without any belief in communism.
(Writer’s note: My father, born 1919, who came to Canada when he was five, has since died)

Taiwan grandparents my age may, like me, own the Quotations of Chairman Mao, AND they relish their golden safety. Meaning: Safe to read the Common Sense of Tomas Paine, safe to think about the republican Sun Yat-Sen, and safe to speak with any Falun Gong… as I have. Near the British Museum, the Falun Gong handed out information brochures not just about their sunny religion, but also the dark oppression by the Chinese Communist Party/the regime/ Beijing—call it what you will. 

Late breaking news: From April 25 2020, comes this story of an imprisoned Hong Kong bookseller who escaped from China and safely opened a bookstore in Taiwan: A happy ending for folks who want life to be fair. 

Back in Canada, where my writer’s group meets at the old King Edward school, there were big beautiful paintings of gentle angels looking down as the communists harvest organs from the Falun Gong.

The other mention of China this week is in Maclean’s magazine (February 16, 2011?, p 74) where book reviewer notes a man “offers a rather frightful look into the mindset of China’s rulers.” The book is The Hundred Year Marathon by Michael Pillsbury. 

“His book would appear to be his attempt to make up for the neglectful advice he offered America’s leaders over the years. It concludes with a number of straightforward recommendations for the U.S. to adopt.” 

I read Michael Pillsbury’s Chinese quote: 
“Don’t let the enemy know you’re a rival until it’s too late for him to stop you,” Then I immediately thought of similar advice in The Art of War.

—WHOAH! Late breaking news MY GOD! 
This week, the Chinese quote is:
“Don’t let the Canadians know there will be a pandemic until it is too late for them to stop you from buying up all their Canadian PPE, while also accepting a donation from them of quote tons unquote of PPE.” (personal protective equipment, such as gowns and masks)

When China did that, they molested Canada..

Here is a link from Canada’s Global News for April 30. There are other links in cyberspace too.

If, dear reader, just like Canada’s Liberal Party folks who are Members of Parliament, you cannot “take in” this shocking news, and instead you just have to close your eyes and instantly forget, then I forgive you… Too bad the liberal MPs in positions of responsibility won’t exert themselves to keep their conscience-eyes open, won’t STOP believing in China. 

I feel like it’s again the 1930’s, my dad sees Adolph Hitler on the cover of Time Magazine as “man of the year,” and no one’s brain will retain anything bad about the Nazis. So I forgive you and me. Just as back when we bully-worshipped the Germans, I know in advance that (Hello to anyone reading this in some future year) this story of Chinese immorality will be as forgotten as a nightmare from yesterday morning. And for that, I am sorry.



Sean Crawford
Alberta,
May, 
2020 
Cloud Atlas movie review, 4 stars, “…a repeated motif is that all lives are connected by a thirst for freedom.”


Footnote for liberals: The patriots of Taiwan are just as much members of the Mongolian race as people in China: While trusting the one nation and distrusting the other, don’t let your local Liberal Party MP escape his conscience by calling you racist, not if he or she flatly refuses to watch this Global TV news report by an investigative journalist. Never mind the liberal party, the price of freedom is the rest of us having eternal vigilance.

You know what? The Chinese can keep their thought police. It’s time to recognize Taiwan.

Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Innocence is Gone, and It's Not OK


Reminder: Back when the communists and nazis were friends they divided Poland between them, down the middle.

Hello Reader
Got knowledge of fragility?


Sources:
Anna and the Swallow Man by Gavriel Savit,
Ember, an imprint of Random House Children’s Books, 2017

Poppies of Iraq, by Brigitte Fndakly and Lewis Trondheim, Drawn and Quarterly, originally published in French, with help from the Canada Council, 2017


A writer once pointed out that most people move through the world gingerly. That sounds right, based on the ordinary folks I have known, including writers. Then again, my writer peers would never be blazing oblivious extroverts. How could they be? And still do the art they do? 

This week I was with a small circle of writers to discuss our latest book club selection: Anna and the Swallow Man by. Gavriel Savit. Highly recommended. In wartime Poland, the two title characters, innocent girl and mysterious wise man, are trying to survive the holocaust by keeping on the move through forests and towns, using their wits to get past Russians and Germans. Call the bad guys bears and wolves, as the Swallow Man does, in this book of magical realism and flowing literary sentences. It’s marketed as YA, young adult.

My peers thought the novel could be for any age group. This despite dead bodies delicately described. As for readers too young, we thought they wouldn’t “get” the sexual assault scene, and thus wouldn’t be harmed. My peers were mothers and school teachers: They would know children, and they hastened to assure a sensitive lady who had not read the book yet, that the assault scene would be OK. Here’s the aftermath, on page 212-213:
“She cried, of course…Though she would not have been able to tell you so at the time, Anna had broken a part of herself like a piggy bank to pay the (person’s) price, and it felt to her as if she had already failed to…”

The book’s cover, by Laura Carlin, is inspired: A far off view: Under the shadow of a passing swallow, a girl is walking all alone in the snow. The problem with your losing innocence, or even worse, gaining unspeakable knowledge, is you then walk through life always a little cold, a little alone. I can relate. A writer once told me that I was looking out of a mask, through little eye holes, at people. Maybe she was quite mistaken, and only “perceived” so because we knew of each other’s past. It was all so long ago… This year, if I rail against teachers being documented as allowing school bullying, then it’s because I am certain assaults and bullying are a form of losing innocence, and it’s not OK. (as archived February 2019, Bullies and Teachers)

An actual example of an entire society changing its innocence would be here in Canada. We still believe in our sacred freedom of speech, of course, but now we also have laws censoring hate speech, as we are conscious of living in a post-holocaust world. We realize at last that “human rights”are the canary in the coal mine; and we know now that evil unchecked anywhere threatens the world. 

One of my favorite writers knew about the existence of PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) long before Veterans Affairs did. In fact, HG Wells knew back in the 19th century. His hero in War of the Worlds, years after the passing of the Martians, is still having flashbacks. Wells knew that, just like individuals, a whole society can be affected. (Like today how folks of continental Europe sees the EU as way to prevent having enemy boots on the ground, while folks of the British Isles, having never been invaded since 1066, sees the EU as merely a trade organization) In Well’s novel, once the Martians had left, people no longer saw a friendly night sky. 

In my opinion it’s OK to face reality, and also to say that reality does not feel OK.


Breaking News regarding assaults and bullying
Being returned to a sixth form bullying environment can (link) cause PTSD-like trauma for a wife and mother (God bless society for slow-w-w-ly becoming ready to begin to face the effects of child bullying)

SIDEBAR
Documented loss of mental health on a national level, in the graphic memoir Poppies of Iraq:
Besides people under oppressive censorship gradually losing their freedom of conversation, until all they had left was trivial gossip, I was struck by this:
Quote
It’s 2016. For a long time my cousins hoped things would get better. They stayed until their parents died, and then, to give their children a normal future, almost all of them left, emigrating to the four corners of the earth. Australia, NewZealand, Canada, the U.S., Sweden, France…… And all have become Islamophobic. 

I won’t try to argue. I’ll continue to love them as they are, as people I care about.
Unquote.

As for Arabians becoming Islamophobic, to paraphrase what a “good German” said after Europe was reduced to rubble: 
“All that is needed for Islam to cause phobia is for “good Arabs” to do nothing.”

Here are two old poems, by Lutheran Pastor and former U-boat commander, Martin Neimoller which I would wager have never been translated into Arabic (as Arabs do surprisingly little translating)
"Thus, whenever I chance to meet a Jew known to me before, then, as a Christian, I cannot but tell him: 'Dear Friend, I stand in front of you, but we can not get together, for there is guilt between us. I have sinned and my people has sinned against thy people and against thyself.'" 

And this poem,
which, after being recited live with different versions, (like Bob Dylan's live presentations of All Along the Watchtower) is now classic:

First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out
because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for the Communists
and I did not speak out
because I was not a Communist.

Then they came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out
because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for me
and there was no one left
to speak out for me. 
Link


As for my knowledge of horror: My perspective, in this world of woe, means I don’t get paralysed. Not me. I feel it’s perfectly OK to do like the missionaries, 
working in starving nations, when back here on vacation, 
who would “eat, drink and be merry,” without guilt, 
who would gladly embrace our “merely first world problems,’ 
…and maybe embrace a nice Mars poem too:


Poem
The Martians are Gone, and It’s Not OK

Martians gone, six years past.
Rubble cold, red weed dust.
Mother is gone, and it’s not OK.

If I look up at the starry night,
it’s not friendly.
If I contemplate the cosmos,
there’s no God.
The planets revolve unheeding;
they’re not for us.

I never taught my mother
to honor me
or know my friends were not bad,
not stupid.

Mother is gone,
and it will never be OK.


Sean Crawford
August
2019
Calgary

Wednesday, July 17, 2019

An Experiment called Civilization


We are a young species on the make, and we are in the midst of a vast, millennia-long experiment called civilization that we never actually signed up for. It may succeed if we can adapt our traditional attitudes and behaviours to our new circumstances. 
Gwynne Dyer, Growing Pains, 2018, Scribe Publications

Update: of special note is Dyer's observation that there have been roughly the same number of years between WWII and President Reagan bringing in "Reaganomics,"and between Reaganomics and now. 

The economic changes of Reagan such as "the only stakeholders in the economy are the shareholders" and that wages should no longer rise as the national GDP rises, (to name just two) changes that would have been laughed at in the 1950's and '60's—even if we take them for granted now—have been measurable disasters, as documented on page 122 onwards. 

Americans should reconsider their "no longer new" model.
Sean Crawford 

Hello Reader,
Got global growing pains?


Believe it or not, I am unsurprised at today’s news.

Today, July 14, some British newspapers have a front page story from leaked diplomatic mail. The scandal is: Trump only scrapped the Iran Atomic agreement out of spite for Obama. Now governments in Europe are scrambling, Iran is giving up in disgust and is enriching uranium, oil tankers are being attacked with explosive mines—all just to… Spite. One. Man. …Really?

Yes, really, but I am not surprised because Gwynne Dyer had (roughly) said so in 2018 in his book that opens with the line, “This is not a book about Trump.” The second paragraph opens with, “We owe Donald Trump a vote of thanks, because he has inadvertently done us a great service. He is the canary in the coal mine—a giant orange canary—and he has made us aware of a growing threat to democratic societies that we should have noticed but didn’t.”

The book is called Growing Pains subtitled The future of democracy (and work) 

I knew I had to grab it, as soon as I spotted it one evening on the “staff pick table” at my favourite independent bookstore, Owl’s Nest Books. (I was there to read my fiction as part of an open microphone night) I have met Dyer, on some occasions, back when he was doing university speaking tours and I was a student reporter, or when my student club had invited him. I’m still chuckling at him joking, as we walked down the hall, “The older I get, the more I believe in conspiracy theories.” Of course the best jokes, dear reader, are always built on a kernel of truth: You’re on your own with this one.

A former naval officer, now an historian and writer, Dyer picks up lots of kernel’s because he has interesting friends and relatives all over the British Commonwealth. And Ireland: “Dyer writes with easy fluency, with gentle, teasing wit” notesThe Irish Times.

As to whether Dyer is friends with a diplomat who had to resign this month over leaks showing he had reported negatively on Trump, well, I wouldn’t know. I like Dyer as an ethical journalist-researcher, with a conscience. For example, after all the world’s investigative journalists had failed to notice the fact that no, Iraq did not have weapons of mass destruction (WMD)… Dyer had the humility to retrace his steps, republishing some of his old features, trying to determine how the entire North American press corps had blindly failed to scrutinize the U.S. government while there was still peace time, before there was a smoking gun on a tank rolling across the Iraqi border. As for US reporters who swallowed the White House pronouncements on WMD, hook line and sinker, I don’t know of any being equally humble.

Here’s Dyer’s table of contents for Growing Pains

1/ A giant orange canary
2/ Don’t touch that button!
3/ The EU and Brexit: immigrants or jobs?
4/ Democracy: default mode politics
4/ Trump: stop the world, I want to get off
6 Globalisation or automation: what killed the jobs?
7/ Growing pains
Acknowledgements
Notes
Index

If you are feeling blue, dear reader, you might contemplate the “dreary theory” that the rich class always arranges laws and national culture to oppress the nation, that rule by kings and dictators is the default for the vast majority of human history. Yes, but—Dyer points out that for an even longer time, for nearly all of prehistory, people had the camp fire equivalent of Greek forums because they lived in little bands and First Nations and tribes… And then all through historical times, judging by popular culture and religion, people still kept the old hunter-gatherer dream of social equality in their hearts.

If the west got democracy first, then, as Dyer puts it, it is not because they had Greeks in their family tree but because they were the first to get mass media, like a virtual forum, with the spread of the printing press and literacy. As it happens, the Thirteen Colonies who rejected King George had the highest literacy rate in the world. Hence Common Sense by Thomas Paine struck Philadelphia like a rocket.

Today I have to chuckle: The Great Firewall of China can keep out “western” ideas, but within the wall, how can you keep a computer literate Chinese population from having ideas with each other? As Dyer notes, “equality”—what the French called “fraternity”—is human, not western. I will know that the communists are getting desperate when they start violently oppressing Hong Kong as a last grasp for keeping power, or when they start their mobs demonstrating against Taiwan, agitating for invasion of that island country. And why not? After all, the distraction of invading the desolate sheep farming Falklands almost worked to keep the Argentine colonels in power. Almost.

Reading Dyer, I have to add a new scenario: Previously I had believed in the Korean movie Snowpiercer, where the train is a metaphor: The upper (forward train car) class, decadently dancing in a golden discotheque, are the same folks who grab awful steel chains and start grimly swinging them to oppose the workers from lower classes, when the workers tried to get (up to the engine car) a fair deal. To me, the upper class is like dishonest older siblings who will change the rules of a game, a class that will even resort to illegal violence to stay in power. That was the world of my boyhood, or of China at the time of Tiananmen Square where, as Dyer notes, the troops and tanks moved in to kill the people after dark to avoid TV cameras. The student casualties can only be estimated, no one dared to count.

But times change. In Sudan this month they could still kill peaceful street protestors, but not by using the army: No, only by using “special forces” thugs, who are despised by both the army and the people. 

What Dyer had noticed in Eastern Europe, shortly before the tumbling of the Berlin wall, was uniformed army officers in the streets among the protestors. After seeing them, Dyer no longer felt he had to stay near doorways for fear of bullets. He too went out to the middle of the street.

The newest scenario, then, is that the upper class won’t resort to mass violence, not even to keep from sharing their power, not if the masses who would keep the government accountable remain peaceful and nonviolent. So now I have two scenarios to believe in. Such are my growing pains.

Dyer’s eventual conclusion is very exciting. Dyer has perspective in time—he takes a long view—and in space—he looks at the whole economic-politico system. For example (an example he never mentions) society’s diversion of money to retirement pensions to keep old people alive was an allocation, out of a nation’s total resources, brought in by Bismark, to prevent revolution—although of course today OAS and CPP seem like a “no-brainer” in Canada. If you read my blog then I believe that you will enjoy Dyer’s book, that if you open it to any page, then you’ll find Dyer “writes with a racy style, and provokes as much as he informs.” The Independent.

By “provokes,” perhaps The Independent means that Gwynne Dyer is like that Farside cartoonist, Gary Larson. Larson refuses to be chauvinist for humans, and Dyer refuses to be chauvinist for the western world or the U.S. “party line.” For my part, as a dedicated (North) American, such amused objectivity provokes me, but Dyer is honest enough, and funny enough, that I have to forgive him. (Except, maybe, for dating his years “After Common Era” instead of A.D. (Anno Domini) and Before Common Era, B.C.E., instead of B.C. But his book, while printed in the US, is published in Australia, (and the UK) so maybe that’s understandable)

What I won’t reveal today is how Dyer walks a path to a brilliant conclusion, using stepping stones of credible research: Research statistical, research anthropological, research economic, and research medical—such as tracking mental health and lifespan. I won’t hurt his book sales or “steal his thunder” by blabbing where his steps lead him. Besides, radical Truth is hard to retain after merely reading a wee blog post; I for one have to “read a new Truth six times” before it sinks in—or else write a book review.

Dyer’s book is only about 200 big print pages. I do encourage you to pick it up and have a look.


Sean Crawford
Calgary
July
2019 

Footnotes:
~From page 178, …”What really seems to motivate Trump in all three cases is just a desire to destroy Barak Obama’s political legacy, for reasons known only to himself.”

~Brexit. Explaining that if people outside Britain are interested, then it is from wondering if Brexit is a symptom of a trend towards something like populist anger, because seriously, as Dyer writes, “Middle Sized country Makes Large Mistake: not many hurt elsewhere is not a very exciting headline.”

~As for the spread of mass communication in step with spreading democracy, I was mind-blown by Neil Postman’s “favourite” of his books, The Disappearance of Childhood. Postman connected literacy to childhood, as well as to a sense of agency in grownups. I essayed about it in Literacy Grows People archived July 2012

~If you were a US citizen, would you have voted Trump? Don’t answer too fast, because
here’s a (link) to an essay by editor David Wong of Cracked Magazine. Although now a liberal city slicker, Wong has rural relatives and memories: He can easily “method act” what it is like to be rural and voting. My two favourite quotes: 

To those ignored, suffering people, Donald Trump is a brick chucked through the window of the elite. “Are you assholes listening now?”

“But you might as well take time to try to understand them, because I'm telling you, they'll still be around long after Trump is gone.”

Editor: see update at the top of this blog.