Spring arrived in Raleigh this week, with lots of blooming. There were flowers everywhere, including daffodils, magnolias, cherry blossoms, pear blossoms, and red buds. Sally’s orchids also held forth, and did some modeling for me, as shown in these images.
This week Sally’s mom died. Diane G. Berkeley was my friend as well as my mother-in-law. We shared a love of music, art, and politics, and, of course, Sally. Over the course of almost four decades, we had many good talks. On occasion, there were disagreements, but not many.
Diane recently turned 90. She’d been in physical decline for the last couple of years — increasingly frail, weak, and dizzy. She couldn’t take care of her two beloved greyhounds anymore, and had to give them away. She’d lost a lot of her hearing, sight, and taste, and her short term memory was unreliable. Things she’d always enjoyed, like books, music, and movies, were no longer enjoyable. After long thought, she decided she’d had enough, and wanted to go.
Under the law of North Carolina, Diane couldn’t get help in dying from a physician or anyone else. Her solution was to quit eating and drinking. As I learned around this time, this is common enough to have a name: VSED. She was uncomfortable for a while, particularly with thirst, but ultimately it worked. She seemed to be resting peacefully at the end.
Of course I’m sad to lose my old friend. At the same time, I’m glad that she managed to do as she wanted and end her misery. But I’m also angry that our system prevented support that would have made her last weeks easier and happier. It didn’t have to be so hard for her, or for her family.
As we remember her, maybe we can also reconsider how we think about death, including our typical default position of denying that it exists. It will eventually come for us all. As we learn to accept death as it is, we may find more compassion for each other, and work out better ways to help loved ones near the end. For those interested in learning more about this problem and possibly helping to address it, I’ll recommend the web site of one of my favorite charities, Compassion and Choices.
My week was more medical than usual, with checkups for my teeth and eyes, and a follow up on my spine surgery. There wasn’t a lot of drama, except that both my long-time dentist and my long-time optometrist had retired since my last checkups. I liked them, and will miss them. The new docs I tried seemed pleasant and competent, old enough, but not too old, and with newer equipment. I have high hopes that they’ll still be practicing after I have no further needs in their specialities.
As for my spine, Dr. K reviewed new X-rays and thought that his work on my thoracic spine seemed to be healing well. He was sorry that my tingling symptoms were still here, but said they might get better in a few months. I thought, but didn’t say, this is starting to sound like an overly interesting (for clinicians) diagnostic puzzle. It’s a reminder that I likely have a best-if-used-by date, which I do not enjoy thinking about.
I’m grateful to have survived the coronavirus pandemic long enough to get my second dose of the Pfizer vaccine, which I got yesterday over in Durham. It didn’t hurt to speak of — you should do it! What a turnaround in the pandemic we’ve had in just a few weeks, with vaccinations running way ahead of schedule.
Also amazing: this week President Biden signed into law a huge measure to address the effects of the pandemic, plus some long standing problems. The American Rescue Plan breaks new ground in getting some real help to people who are barely getting by. This idea of helping the less fortunate is not exactly new, but in the last half century our government has mainly been by and for the most fortunate, with a focus on giving them tax cuts and subsidies. It’s a little disorienting to see Congress pass legislation designed to help ordinary people, and especially poor people, with health care, education, food, child care, transportation, housing, and other needs.
As I discussed recently, Heather McGhee has a new book on how this old idea of a social safety net and basic public services was rejected in the U.S. out of fear of undermining the traditional racial caste system. But maybe we’re starting to turn the page on that sad chapter, and to reconstruct an America that’s less brutal and more caring. Here’s hoping!
Finally, I have a bit of musical good cheer to share. In my piano studies, I’ve been wading into the deeper waters of jazz harmony and creating some piquant bebop dissonances. This week, in a change of pace, I focused more on tropical rhythms and some of my favorite bossa nova tunes, like Antonio Carlos Jobim’s classic The Girl from Ipanema. That cheerful, loping rhythm turns out to be tricky to do as a solo pianist.
Anyhow, I also started working on Jobim’s song Wave, and came across a version that filled me with happiness. It’s a live performance, under three minutes, with Elis Regina singing with joy and harmonica virtuoso Toots Thielemans playing with humor. You can listen to it here. Enjoy!
I took these shots early at Shelley Lake this week when the geese, herons, and eagles were starting their day. I was hoping to get a shot of one of the eagles catching a fish, and did see one try, but he missed.
When I went out to Jordan Lake late Wednesday afternoon, I saw my first osprey of the year perched in a pine across the river. I put my camera on the tripod and waited for it to fly before dark, but it didn’t. However, when I went back on Friday afternoon, there were a couple of them patrolling, and in the last patch of sunset on the river, I caught one catching a fish. I also saw many great blue herons, and one young bald eagle.
I’ve been learning to cook with an old school crock pot, which has generally worked out fine, though this week I had a near disaster. I tried to adapt a recipe for spinach lentil soup with lemon. Crock potting is a good style for me. It gets to the point without much fuss, but allows for improvisation, and after a long simmer, the result is usually surprisingly good.
But I was well into adding a lot of chopped vegetables before I realized there wasn’t room in our crock pot for everything, and I had to start subtracting. The lentils came along much slower than expected, and were not nearly ready by dinner time. So we ordered takeout falafel. We had the lentil soup the next night, and it wasn’t bad. In fact, Sally said she really liked it.
Speaking of disappointments, I was hoping the Trump Show was over, but unfortunately, it’s not. Since 2015, our Disgraced Former President (DFP) has taken up way too much of my brain space! Whatever you think about the DFP, you have to admit, he is not a quitter. Last weekend he recycled his patented mix of pomposity, ignorance, and fear mongering to a gathering of Republican leaders in Florida, and guess what? They cheered him on.
It’s no surprise that the DFP won’t shut up (has he ever?), but I was surprised that the Republican establishment wouldn’t seize the opportunity to change course and dump him. Surely most of them know perfectly well that his election fraud claims are absurd and despicable lies. Don’t they? Is it possible that these accomplished and privileged people have been infected by a mass delusion?
If so, it would not be a first. Starting in the eighteenth century, American political movements were built on and amplified hysterical fears of Native Americans, Germans, Mexicans, Asians, Irish, Italians, Greeks, Poles, Croats, and the list goes on. Not to mention movements against Catholics, Jews, Muslims, Mormons, and other non-mainstream religions. And of course, witches. Last and also first, there was and is the hateful ideology of white supremacy used to justify enslavement of Black people, and their continuing oppression.
Each of those sad chapters was partially driven by ignorance and fear, but there were also political opportunists who exploited such fears. The current Republican leaders mostly look like opportunists. Some of those now cheering the DFP truthfully acknowledged his leadership of the January 6 insurrection just weeks ago. Last week they were not only supporting the outrageous lie of a stolen election, but were joining the attempt to blame the Trumpist insurrection on antifa and left wingers. Have they no shame?
Apparently not, and so we’ve got some hard work ahead of us, with the next elections not far ahead. The reliably incisive Charles Blow recently reported on work by the Brennan Center for Justice finding that state lawmakers have legislation in the works to restrict voting access — meaning suppressing voting by minorities to maintain power by mostly white elites — in 43 states That’s a lot of states — 86 percent! As Blow notes, similar voter suppression happened after the Civil War, and subverted democracy. The current Republicans appear to have decided there is only one way for them to win a fair election: not to have it.
Fortunately, their efforts to further unlevel the elections playing field are now out in the open, and defensive measures are in process. The House has passed H.R. 1 with much needed election reform going in the fairness direction, and it is conceivable that the Senate will modify the filibuster and do likewise. Maybe someday we’ll go further with a commitment to fair elections by simplifying the process and incentivizing participation with paid leave and cash.
Along with the big challenge of having fairer elections, we also have the separate challenge of how to fashion a government that better serves ordinary people, rather than tilting in favor of corporations and plutocratic elites. This week I heard a podcast introduction to the proposal of Helen Landemore, a political scientist at Yale. She sounded brilliant and unafraid to experiment with new ideas for practical improvements to democracy.
Landemore proposes setting up counsels of randomly selected ordinary citizens to work on important problems. In an interview by Ezra Klein, Landemore explained that even at its best, our existing system systematically excludes minority and other voices, and that including these voices would improve decision making. Landemore had some real world examples suggesting how to move forward along this line, including experiments in Iceland, France, and Switzerland. I’ve got a bit of a reading log jam at the moment, but I’m thinking her book, Open Democracy, could be worth reading.
I’m recovering just fine from my neck surgery, and the weather turned nicer, too. For a couple of days, it felt like spring, though after that, it cooled off. In the pleasant interval, I took my camera out to see the birds at Jordan Lake, and also stopped in to check on the bald eagles nesting at Shelley Lake. These are some of the pictures I took.
Spending some time with the animals, or even just standing by the water hoping they’ll show up, is very therapeutic. Walt Whitman got it right in his famous poem; being with them is moving and soothing. When I get out around sunrise or sunset, I’m always a little surprised when there are few or no other people looking at them, but not sorry.
Apropos, there was a lively short essay in the NY Times this week on something I’ve hoped others were thinking about: the disconnect between what we know about animals and how we treat animals. Crispin Sartwell, a philosophy professor at Dickinson College, wrote that western philosophy has labored mightily to establish that humans are different from and superior to animals, and failed. Perhaps this is starting to be noticed.
Everyone who stayed awake through high-school biology learned that homo sapiens are animals, with close physical similarities to many other animals. But most of us still think of ourselves as not actually animals, but rather, better than animals.
As Sartwell notes, we’ve also been taught to regard humans as distinctive and superior on account of their consciousness, reasoning abilities, and moral systems. Comparisons of humans and other animals generally focused on the things humans did best, such as human language, rather than areas where animals outperformed us, such as sight, hearing, smell, strength, speed, endurance, and memory. Where animals showed sophistication in their communications and culture, we learned to avoid thinking about it.
The essential lesson pounded into all of us was that human intellectual qualities justified treating other animals as mere objects to be dominated and exploited. This idea is so familiar and deeply entrenched that it is hard to see it clearly as an idea subject to discussion.
In my student days at Oberlin College, we used to debate the extent to which ideas could affect human history. We were thinking about whether the philosophies of canonic thinkers like Aristotle, Locke, or Marx were primary drivers of cultural change.
We didn’t even think to consider the effects of the idea that humans are separate from, and far superior to, animals. The idea has no known author and no supporting reasoning. If examined with any seriousness, it falls apart as nonsense. Yet, as Sartwell suggests, it is almost certainly the most important idea in human history.
Sartwell raises the issue of how thinking of humans as fundamentally superior to other animals relates to other hierarchies. To justify slavery, colonialism, or other violent oppression, the groups to be dominated are characterized as beastly, wild, savage, brutal, fierce, primitive, uncivilized, inhuman, and so on — in short, “like animals.”
Even today, discrimination follows this same basic pattern in addressing people with African ancesters, other disfavored nationalties, women, religious minorities, and LGBTQ people. That is, these groups are defined as something less than fully human, and therefore not entitled to the highest degree of privilege.
The hierarchies that stem from treating animals as inferior have caused enormous harm to the humans who are denied full human status. Slavery is a dramatic example from our past, but there are many others that are very much still with us, like suppressing the votes of minorities, lower pay for women, and violence against LBGTQ people.
As Sartwell notes, this hierarchical, exploitative way of thinking divides us both from each other and from nature. Indeed, it has led to an existential crisis for nature. A couple of articles this week highlighted aspects of this.
According to a new study, about one third of freshwater fish species are threatened with extinction. Climate change, habitat loss, and pollution caused by humans accounts for much of this dire threat. Meanwhile due to these same factors, the populations of large animals (mammals, birds, amphibians, reptiles, and fish) have fallen by 68 percent since 1970. More than two-thirds of these animals. Gone. Since 1970. Holy camoly!
Part of our unfolding catastrophe has to do with our view that animals are so inferior that they can properly be treated as food. A new piece by Jenny Splitter in Vox sums up some of what’s happening. Meat production through factory farming — that is, raising and slaughtering billions of animals each year — accounts for more than 14 percent of greenhouse gas emissions, and also for vast losses of habitat for wild animals. This food system is raising the threat of extinction for thousands of species.
Our meat-based food system is not only deeply immoral, but unsustainable. To continue along this path likely means ecological and human disaster. Splitter’s piece notes that we may get help from technology, like lab grown meat, and from requiring more responsible farming practices. But cutting back on eating meat and moving toward a plant-based diet is something we as a species will have to do eventually. And we as individuals can do it now.
If you are either on board with plant-based eating or interested in experimenting, or even if not, I recommend trying Guasaca Arepa on Hillsborough Street. They have some outdoor picnic tables, where I ate my first ever arepa this week. It’s a Columbian speciality that involves putting various fillings in a sort of cornmeal cake. Guasaca has many fillings on offer, but I tried the vegan. Though a bit messy, it was delicious!
This week it was rainy and cold for several days, and then sunny and cold, and I’ve been on the comeback trail from my neck surgery. Dr. K directed me not to drive or work out until he gives the OK, but he approved walking. I’ve been taking some good walks through Raleigh along Hillsborough Street next to N.C. State, through Cameron Village, around Oakwood, and along West Street through the up-and-coming warehouse district. Walking helps you see things you wouldn’t otherwise. Several businesses had closed, but I spotted some new little ethnic restaurants that looked promising.
After waiting several weeks, today I finally made it to the top of the waiting list for a Covid-19 vaccine, and got my first dose today. I can’t remember ever being more excited about getting a shot! I got the Pfizer vaccine, though I would happily have taken any of the well tested options. It didn’t hurt at all! I encourage all to roll up sleeves as soon as manageable.
On another timely subject, I discovered Ezra Klein’s podcast, and listened to Klein interview Heather McGhee about her new book, The Sum of Us: What Racism Costs Everyone and How We Can Prosper Together. The transcript is here.
McGhee and Klein led with a discussion of thousands of municipal swimming pools that American towns built and enjoyed in the last century. Most allowed whites only, and when the anti-discrimination laws of the Civil Rights era arrived, the local leaders closed the pools en masse. McGhee explained that white people, indoctrinated with the false narrative of the supposed inferiority and dangerousness of Black people, chose to stop all that fun and healthy swimming, rather than allow Black people to use the pools.
McGhee found that this kind of nose cutting self-inflicted wound in response to racial fears explains a lot of our otherwise hard-to-explain sub par public policies. A drain-the-pool impulse led people of the higher castes to oppose public services that would have greatly benefitted themselves in order to avoid benefitting people of the lower castes. This helps account for Americans’ lack of affordable health care, lack of child care, poor public transportation, poor public education, rising student debt, lack of affordable housing, increasing inequality, and environmental degradation.
McGhee and Klein discussed how white Americans have been taught over generations to view groups in a hierarchical and zero sum way, so that any advancement of Black people threatened lower status for them. This view is nonsense, but deeply ingrained, and the fear of loss of status is real. That’s not the only problem. The zero sum mindset (that is, thinking that even when there’s plenty for everyone, there isn’t, so when someone else gets something that means there may not be enough for me) also divides lower status white people from even poorer white people. Thus we have the Hillbilly Elegy situation of white people barely able to pay their bills adamantly opposing government help for those whites who can’t make ends meet.
Our racial caste system is built on and perpetuates the myths of rugged individualism, racial inferiority, and fear of the Other. As the pool draining example shows, this mindset has been tremendously destructive, not just for Black people, but for everyone except the plutocratic elites.
But, as McGhee pointed out that, because our racial caste system gives a privileged position to white people, they are generally not strongly motivated to change it. With her book, she’s trying to show that white racial privilege carries with it enormous economic and social costs for white people, like the drained swimming pools. It’s possible that, even without calling on compassion, if more white people realized how the system hurts them, they’d support change.
Michelle Goldberg discusses McGhee’s book in her latest column in the New York Times. There’s also a new interview with McGhee on the Fresh Air podcast.
Speaking of hope, this week we saw three Netflix or Prime movies that were a bit off the beaten track and offered a welcome bit of calm and optimism. First, Paterson was about a city bus driver in Paterson, N.J. (played by Adam Driver, named Paterson in the movie) who writes poetry when he can. The movie seemed to be about the small joys of life (useful work, domesticity, love, waterfalls, artistic creation), and the inherent value that has nothing to do with fame or fortune.
We also liked Loving, a biopic about Richard and Mildred Loving, whose marriage violated Virginia’s laws against interracial relations, and whose 1967 case in the Supreme Court resulted in such laws becoming unconstitutional. The movie makes its large points about discrimination and the possibility of racial harmony very simply, without hectoring. It was quietly powerful, and touching.
Finally, the new documentary Crip Camp: A Disability Revolution is about an upstate New York summer camp for disabled teenagers that seeded the modern disability rights struggle. Camp Jened brought together kids with all kinds of physical and mental problems, including limited mobility and coordination, severe speech impediments, deafness, blindness, and developmental issues. At the camp, these kids did ordinary summer camp things, like making campfires, boating, singing, and making out. It was a profound experience in normalcy for the campers. It led some of them to become activists whose protests helped achieve the Americans with Disabilities Act. The film was really cheering and inspiring.
It’s been an eventful week. I had to get through both spine surgery and the Trump impeachment trial, and by golly, I did! These photos show my get well flowers from Jocelyn and Kyle, which smell wonderful. Here’s what happened.
Last Wednesday at 5:15 a.m., I checked into Rex UNC hospital for an operation on the upper part of my spine called a cervical discectomy. My neurosurgeon, Dr. Koeleveld, had determined that the disc between vertebrae C3 and C4 was deteriorated and pressing on the adjacent spinal nerves, and thought this explained the persistent tingling in my hands. His proposed solution was basically to remove the damaged disc and bolt in a replacement.
Dr. K was kind, smart, and very experienced, but even so, I considered the possibility that he was mistaken, or that something completely unexpected could go wrong in surgery and make me a lot worse. After learning what I could about the relevant biology and technology, I still wasn’t sure I knew the right answer. But I had a reasonable basis for trusting the doc. On the theory that that’s about the best you can do, trusting is what I did.
Of course, I was completely unconscious during the actual surgery, but I was groggily conscious not long afterwards. The nurses and aides were cheerful, kind, and competent. Dr. K said the operation had gone beautifully, but he wanted me to stay overnight in the hospital for observation.
I had a room to myself with a lot of machines and a painting of a flower. My bed had lots of buttons to control the position and call for help, and it automatically adjusted when I moved one way or another. There was also a TV.
It was about as good a day as possible to be stuck in a hospital room — cold and gloomy outside, and with some absorbing reality TV: the historic second impeachment proceeding against Donald J. Trump, the disgraced former President (DFP). Watching the footage of the invasion of the Capitol gave me a new perspective on last January 6th. At the time, I’d wondered why the Capitol police and others didn’t seem to be putting up much of a defense, but I learned that inside the building, they were plenty busy. It looked like the battle scenes in Braveheart or Gangs of New York. Kudos to those brave officers who protected lawmakers and showed remarkable restraint. If they had not, and had instead used their firearms, there would have been many more deaths.
As a former lawyer, as I watched the video and listened to the lawyers’ explanations, I kept thinking of how the case was being presented, and whether I would have done it differently. I thought the House Managers’ team was amazingly good — clear, concise, and powerful. After years of Trump’s craziness and chaos, I was reassured that such competent and caring people were now helping lead our country.
The DFP’s lawyers were like him: loud, smug, disorganized, angry, and apparently shameless. They showed no hesitation in lying, even when it was completely obvious they were lying.
As odious as the ex-President’s lawyer’s were, they raised a couple of interesting points. As part of their hand waving attempts to distract from what the DFP had done, they showed a video montage of Democrats who had said things like “We’ve got to fight.” Although it was obvious that the DFP’s statements about fighting were in quite a different context and led to serious violence, it was interesting to see how the same words could mean entirely different things.
In recent months I’ve been doing some reading on structuralism and deconstruction, and getting new insights into how language works and how it doesn’t. The ambiguity of language is, it seems, an inherent property. We may think we all know what we mean when we talk about fighting, but we actually mean many different things at different times. If we keep talking, and observing each other’s activities in relation to the words, the degree of ambiguity may lessen, though it probably never disappears.
The DFP’s lawyers also argued that under the Constitution, only current, and not past, presidents could be impeached. Although the great weight of scholarly opinion goes against this argument, I still thought it had some force. If the lawyers hadn’t covered it up with layers of bogus arguments and slimey lies, it would have been easier to swallow.
In a way, I hoped that the DFP’s lawyers could give Senate Republicans a reasonable basis to vote for acquittal, which it appeared from the outset they were determined to do. It’s depressing to think that most of the most powerful Republican politicians in the country are still in thrall to Donald J. Trump and his base. Whatever their motives (probably including fear, opportunism, and tribalism), it is hard to understand their countenancing a deadly attack on Congress, including on themselves.
Anyhow, we all owe a debt of gratitude to the House Managers and to the Senate majority who voted to convict the DFP, including seven brave Republicans. Trump’s shameful betrayal of his office and our country is now clear beyond any reasonable doubt and a matter of public record. With any luck, any future Trump headlines will be about his business failures and criminal liability. Perhaps this will be the beginning of the end of our Trump political fiasco, and the start of a saner, more compassionate chapter for addressing our big challenges.
Last night we saw Time, a new documentary on Prime. It’s about a Black family in which the father is in prison and the mother is determined to get him out. It’s an intimate and moving story of strength and heroism that opened a new window on the tragedy of our mass incarceration system. We liked it a lot.
President Biden has certainly hit the ground running, with executive orders and actions addressing aspects of some of our biggest problems, including the covid pandemic, climate change, racism, xenophobia, LGBTQ discrimination, a stagnant economy, inadequate health care, right wing terrorism, and the nuclear precipice. His cabinet and other new top officials appear to be experienced and sensible. There are good reasons to be hopeful, and I’m trying to be.
But I’m still very worried. Lately, and especially since the January 6 attack on the Capitol, our democracy has been looking as fragile it’s ever been, and it’s still under threat. A significant part of the country continues to believe the despicable lie that the election was a fraud. Shockingly, despite strong evidence that Trump and his cronies supported the insurrection, Republican leaders continue to support the ex-President.
The hostile takeover of the Republican Party by Trump seems a fait accompli. If Trump should go to his reward, Cruz, Hawley, or someone even slimier will race to step into his role. There are still some traditional Republicans who aren’t happy about what has happened, but very few of them have found the necessary courage and gumption for opposition.
But for traditional Republicans who still care about our country and are considering whether to leave the Trumpublican party, I would ask, what’s keeping you? I understand you want to weigh the pros and cons of leaving. And of course there are some cons, like parting ways with old comrades-in-arms and the risk of becoming a target of deranged right-wing hate groups. But let me suggest some of the pros.
Patriotism. If we don’t give way to Trumpism, we may yet work together to realize and sustain our finest traditional ideals, including free and fair elections, the rule of law, equality of opportunity, checks and balances, freedom of expression and of the press, and peaceful transfers of power.
Honesty. Trump took corruption in government from an occasional lapse to standard operating procedure. He constantly lied about everything, as did many of his cronies. It was dirty. Wouldn’t it feel good to get cleaned up?
Decency. Scapegoating disadvantaged minorities and whipping up fear of foreigners was once considered something no decent person would do. Actually, it still is.
Reason. Trumpism made considerable headway in obliterating the distinction between reality and fantasy, but reality isn’t going away. It’s reminding us of this in various ways, including the ongoing deadly pandemic, melting glaciers and rising sea levels, and species going extinct. Denying science when it doesn’t fit with our fantasies has made a bad situation worse. See also Honesty, supra.
Personal safety. There are many things that seriously threaten our safety that are beyond our personal control, from collapsing dams and bridges to the possibility of nuclear war. In the old days, we counted on our government to mitigate such threats, rather than to ignore or increase them. Wouldn’t it be great to go back to those good old days?
Future generations. We owe much to our forebears, without whom we wouldn’t be here. Hopes for the happiness of our children, our grandchildren, and their successors are part of what gives meaning to our lives. The earth that has given us so much is in serious peril, which puts at risk the lives of our successors. We could choose to make it worse. Or better.
Compassion. While concern for those less fortunate used to mean giving a helping hand, under Trump it meant figuring out how to make them more miserable. But apart from Trump himself, most of us feel badly when we’re aware of people who are hungry, sick, or otherwise suffering, and wish we could do something. We used to look to government to help in such situations. We still can.
So we can scratch one major problem off the list: Trump is history! He left much as he arrived, as offensively as possible. But fortunately, we’re still here, in one piece. He left us with a lot of problems, some of which he made bigger. But the day after our new president was sworn in, when I woke up, something felt different. I thought at first it was just relief, and then I realized there was something else — hope.
It was entirely in character that on their way out, Trump’s people pushed out a fake history effort they called The 1776 Project. Their idea seems to have been to counter The 1619 Project , a NY Times series that shined light on our long history of slavery and how that affects us today. According to news reports, The 1776 Project attempted to downplay slavery and compared progressives to fascists.
I had read The 1619 Project with great interest, and I braced myself to read The 1776 Project. However, President Biden, in his first day, took the thing down from the White House web site. Now (as opposed to earlier in the week) you could say, it’s history.
Rewriting history in an attempt to inculcate patriotism and discourage critical thought is nothing new. As Trump’s failed 1776 Project shows, the whitewashing project continues, though less and less convincingly.
If you’re historically inclined, I recommend Lies My Teacher Told Me, by James Loewen, which I recently reread. Loewen spent several years analyzing widely used American history textbooks, and discovered that most of what our children are taught consists of heroic myths, scrubbed of difficult truths. He gives several major examples, including Columbus, African enslaved people, and Native Americans, showing that most of us were taught a version of American history that had little to do with the facts. He also shows that reality-based history, though sometimes painful, is far from boring.
The storming of the Capitol by Trump supporters attempting to overturn the election is a strong reminder that there’s still a lot we need to figure out about our history and the new brand of right-wing fanaticism. Some of the fanatical elements are familiar, like extreme racism, fascination with gun violence, and paranoia. Even the bizarre conspiracy theories, like QAnon, are not entirely new. But the coordinated involvement of lots of seemingly ordinary people in creating such violent conspiracy ideas is something we haven’t seen before.
We already knew, from the mass-murdering authoritarians of the 20th century, headed up by Hitler, Stalin, and Mao, that brute force propaganda works. Repeating false information over and over is effective, in the sense that it changes people’s beliefs, or in the alternative makes them understand they must keep quiet.
These old time propaganda efforts were top down criminal projects. But the new thing is at least in part bottom up — DIY propaganda. We’re seeing that there are large populations that not only won’t resist government lies — they’ll voluntarily and happily join in inventing them.
Not long ago, we might have thought that almost no one would voluntarily sit in front of a screen for long periods to receive, embroider, and pass along right-wing falsehoods. But it turns out that millions do, apparently happily. With easy-to-use social media tools like Facebook, Twitter, and Parler, some of these millions become participants of what may feel to them like a computer game, book club, or craft project. As they play, they garner likes and thumbs up, and feel like they’re part of a community. Gradually they disconnect from ordinary reality.
We’ve arrived at a surreal moment with well over half of the once conservative Republican Party believing that voter fraud by Democrats wrongfully deprived Trump of victory. News flash: this is a breathtakingly groundless lie. This “conservative” group is the breeding ground for a smaller subgroup that believes that it is reasonable to defy such an “illegitimate” government with violent opposition. The percentage of this subgroup prepared to act on such beliefs is still to be determined.
A key part of the new rightwing alt-reality is that Democrats want to impose a dangerous alien ideology — socialism, or some other ism — that will destroy the American way of life. This, too, is a groundless delusion. It may be that the new administration’s calmer, gentler tone and practical public-spirited agenda will defuse some of this paranoia, and help some of these people return to ordinary reality.
Let us hope so. If their extreme fantasies and fears lead them to real violence, we will face another threat to our democratic aspirations — how to address radical right terrorism without unnecessary violence and without devolving into a surveillance-heavy police state.
Trying to understand more about how human minds work is always interesting, and just now it seems time sensitive. Along this line, I recommend Lisa Feldman Barrett’s short and fascinating new book, Seven and a Half Lessons About the Brain, which I just read for the second time. Barrett, a neuroscientist at Northeastern University, summarizes recent research and presents some useful new ways of thinking about ourselves.
For example, she argues convincingly that the primary function of the brain is energy management, rather than conscious thinking. Behind the scenes, our brains keep the various body systems running — heart pumping, lungs breathing, monitoring and attacking invading bacteria and viruses, and much else. Whether to eat, sleep, or debate politics all depends on the brain exercising its professional judgment on resource management in processes we usually don’t perceive.
Barrett also shows that what is happening when we’re perceiving and analyzing the world is different from what we suppose. Our brains are shut away from the external world in a thick bone case, with only limited information from our sense organs to work with.
We’re constrained by the physical structure of our neural networks, and also by our culture that has bequeathed us all kinds of assumptions and biases. Yet with all these inherent limitations, our brains continuously spin up our reality and predict the immediate future. Given the nature of our brain systems, it’s no wonder we make a lot of mistakes. The amazing thing is we can learn from our mistakes, and can get some things right.
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The pictures here are of Sally’s orchids, which look like they’ll be happily blooming for a while.
I’m still struggling to get my head around what happened in Washington, D.C., last week. The attack on the Capitol was only a few blocks from where we used to live on Independence Avenue. When our kids were little, we took them to the Capitol grounds for picnics. It’s a beautiful building, and a moving symbol of our democracy.
My first impression of the mob there was that it was hapless and disorganized. But as more information has come in, the storming of the Capitol looks more like an insurrection intended to overthrow the government. Right wing message boards had plenty of messages about plans for the attack, and some of those involved were wearing tactical gear.
I was stunned when, right after the attack, 147 Republican congressmen and congresswomen got behind Trump’s ridiculous lie of election fraud and voted to reverse the election. This week, I was restunned when 197 Republicans voted against impeaching him for sedition. Most of these 197 wisely decided not to try to speak in defense of their vote, but a few doubled down, claiming that the true victim was Trump, and the true wrongdoers were liberal Democrats.
A handful of Republicans voted with the Democratic majority in favor of impeachment, so we know that rational thinking and honesty were not impossible for the 197. What is going on?
Some Republican representatives have reported fearing that Trump supporters would kill them and their families if they voted for impeachment. It’s chillingly plausible that some representatives fear becoming a target. We seem to be seeing a radicalization of the Trump base that recalls the Islamic State, with passionate, confused people looking for a meaningful cause and getting comfortable with lynchings, shootings, and other shocking crimes.
When I first heard of QAnon, it sounded like a goofy-but-probably-harmless game, like Dungeons and Dragons. Surely, I thought, no one could actually believe that the government, already controlled by Trump with the backing of rich Republicans, was actually a dark conspiracy of Satanist pedophiles opposed to Trump and fated to be put down by him in a messianic triumph? If people were spending hours every day on the internet reading about such fantasies, it seemed a little sad, but at least they weren’t hurting anybody, and it was hard to believe there could be many such people.
There’s still a lot we don’t know about the one six attack, but seeing those folks at the Capitol convinced me I had underestimated the seductive power of QAnon. For some, it has become a religion, with fellowship services over social media. It seems to be morphing into a big tent of right wingnut conspiracies.
At any minimum, QAnon is a friendly neighbor in the extremist swamp that includes white supremacists, gun rightists, and anti-government militias. It’s part of an echo chamber that amplifies fear and hatred of foreigners and minorities. The idea that the election was fraudulent and the presidency was stolen from Trump, though provably false, seems to have become an article of the QAnon faith.
ISIS demonstrated that feelings of religious righteousness and extreme violence can go hand in hand. QAnon believers seem to feel that they are righteous, and are fighting against terrible evil. They see dark forces threatening their America, which must be stopped by whatever means are necessary.
There’s no way to know how many of these folks are prepared to target perceived enemies to the right and left with AK-47s and blow them up with IEDs. But recent events in D.C. indicate that the answer is more than a few.
Thousands of National Guard members have been called to Washington, and the FBI is warning state capitols to be prepared for attacks. Good luck to the Guardsman and local police charged with the frontline response. May they be safe and avoid violence whenever possible.
Also, may the QAnon believers and similarly radicalized Americans avoid mayhem and find a path out of their paranoid fantasies. May those of us with an opportunity to speak to them share a kind word of reason, decency, and compassion. It’s unlikely any one person or conversation will change them, but we might plant a seed.
Finally, it’s time for accountability all around. That includes those who led the attack on the Capitol, those politicians who supported overturning the election and continue to repeat the lie that Trump won, and those in traditional and social media who amplified the long string of Trump’s lies. It also includes the corporations that funded and are now defunding the politicians who supported the insurrection, and those that still need to stop that funding.
There are a lot of problems underlying the one six attack, including opportunistic political leaders, dark money, seductive social media, economic stagnation and inequality, a pandemic, and deep seated racial prejudice. The combination is producing radicalized Americans at scale. This is something new and dangerous. We need to address it without delay.
These photos are of my Slinkies. I’d been thinking about photographing them for a while, and this week, I did it. It was fun experimenting with camera settings, morning and artificial light, different background colors and textures, and different processing techniques.
Yesterday — January 6, 2021 — was a day that will live in infamy. After a rally in Washington in which President Trump encouraged his supporters to keep fighting and never admit defeat, a group of them attacked the Capitol, where Congress was in the process of certifying his defeat. The proceedings were halted and the legislators were evacuated. The mob then vandalized the building. There were several injuries and one shooting death.
By the time I started watching on television, the mob was no longer inside the Capitol, and they seemed to have calmed down. They lounged on the Capitol stairs, and milled about on the lawn. I watched the show for several hours, trying to figure out who these people were. Apart from Trump flags, Trump hats, and other Trump paraphernalia, they looked normal. There were no visible symptoms of rampant mental illness or extreme emotional states.
Even some steadfast Trump supporters, including Pence and McConnell, spoke out in opposition to the violence. Some of the right wing media, including figures who have spent years feeding the Trumpist movement, tried to distance themselves by blaming the attack on liberals and antifa. This will not wash. The mob may have been of the extreme extreme right, rather than simply the run-of-the-mill extreme right. But their actions were a natural extension of several years of florid right-wing fantasies.
One thing we can be fairly sure of: the people that attacked the Capitol sincerely believed. They swallowed the Trump line whole, and were convinced that evil liberals had stolen the election and were wrongfully taking over the country. When every traditional, reputable source of information conflicted with Trump’s lies, they concluded that everything was fake news, except for the statements of one man.
These folks were particularly gullible, susceptible to propaganda, and prone to anger and hateful fantasy. Still, they were in many ways normal Americans. The America that produced them is our America, with its many problems still to be addressed.
The January 6 mob reminded us that, as Faulkner said, the past is not dead. Our history is still with us. The one-sixers, almost all white, included some who carried Confederate flags, glorifying our history of racial oppression. Some of them raised banners with mystical evangelical sayings. Their conspiracy theories, like QAnon, echoed earlier American strains of millennial authoritarianism.
And there were so many American flags! It is a great paradox that those most inclined to throw out elections and end American democracy are often the ones who wave the American flag the most vigorously. Few one-sixers wore covid masks. There’s another great paradox: those most susceptible to paranoia and groupthink are the loudest cheerleaders for idealized freedom and individualism.
It was a surreal day, but we got through it. Against tough odds, Georgia completed the election of two democratic senators, enough to divide the Senate 50-50, with Vice President Harris in charge of tiebreaking. Early this morning, the Congress finished addressing the last spurious election fraud charges, and certified the election of President Biden. It’s a new day.
The pictures here are of Sally’s orchids, which continue to grow beautifully.