Something happens to all of us, but exactly what happens
usually remains a mystery. Joseph Heller
wrote a novel on the subject, “Something Happened.” Famously, not much happens in the novel at
all, until the end.
Even if we achieve some understanding of what has happened
to us, it usually remains impossible for us to explain it to others. Few such enlightened individuals even attempt
to speak of it. This is a recurring theme
in the novels of Haruki Murakami, notably in “The Wind Up Bird Chronicle.”
There is the great “what happened?” and the small “what
happened?” The great question is: how
did our particular combination of personality, temperament and experience make
us the people that we turned out to be?
That’s a whopper, I get dizzy even to consider tackling it.
The small questions relate to the life-altering situations
that we encounter along the way.
Considering those things is somewhat less of a challenge, at least in
the attempt.
For example, I was married for forty-four years; technically
I am still married, but the matter is before the court as we speak. The first ten years were dodgy, and the
success of the enterprise was often in doubt.
The next fifteen were generally very good, with two wonderful children,
a good relationship and moderate prosperity.
After that it was all downhill relationship wise, with the slippery
slope achieving victory in the end.
By what mechanism did this tragedy unfold? It would be something of a comfort to
know. Several major problems appear
immediately. They are:
1. The self-serving
lie (the “Rashomon” issue);
2. The avoidance
issue; and
3. Mere
misapprehension.
Ignoring for now the full scope of the Rashomon problem, I
may be selective in my analysis of the evidence. I may prefer explanations that make me appear
blameless.
I could even embrace a version of events that is actually
delusional. Some cheerful fairy tale
that eschews reality altogether and allows me to keep my pride and my peace of
mind. I would chose this one if the
choice were mine, but it is denied me by the little clarity that I have
achieved in life.
An even greater problem for me is that of avoidance. I don’t really want to think about it too
much. Even if I did wish to consider it,
I wouldn’t want to share the result in writing.
It is better for some things to remain mysterious, even to
ourselves.
I may have been encouraged in this attitude by my ten years
in Thailand. Thais have wonderfully
flexible minds, they are fully capable of knowing something and not knowing it
at the same time. They can also stop a
thought process short of its inevitable conclusion, in order to spare
themselves actual knowledge. These are
useful skills.
The Big
Picture
These mysteries play themselves out on the larger stage
too. Should it be any easier to
understand what is happening to a country, or a society? All of these effects are manifest in America
these days. Certainly things are
happening, on both the great and small scales described above. And in response we see the self-delusion, the
knowing and not knowing, and the same misapprehension that we see in our own
lives, played out on a national scale.
“Something is happening, but you don’t know what it is, do
you, Mr. Jones?” (Apologies to Bob
Dylan.)
I’ll spare you a reading of the charges, but a lot has
happened to America in the last fifty years, and little of it could by any
stretch of the imagination be labeled “progress.” America is not well these days. The economy is in taters; politics has become
a shouting match between two right-wing cliques who share a belief in the
supremacy of cost-benefit analysis; the social contract has been breached; and
prospects for the future are dimmer than they’ve been since about 1805.
(Historical footnote: in 1805, America had a deeply divided
and poverty stricken government, a struggling economy and no armed forces to
speak of, a tiny, ill-equipped army and a small navy confined almost entirely
to rivers and lakes. Things have gotten
better since then, in fits and starts.)
People are certainly anxious, but the leap to understanding
the reasons for their anxiety, and the leap to an appropriate fear for the future,
are as obscure on the national level as they are on the personal level.
Most people much prefer to believe the old myths. America is the fountainhead of democracy in
the world; America is somehow exceptional, somehow more beloved of God than
other countries; America is the best country to live in; America has the best
health care system in the world; there’s no freedom in the world like American
freedom. It’s all about the
freedom! Not so much, if you’ve been
paying attention.
The typical attitude is to focus on the distractions posed
by the media and politicians. The
dog-and-pony show that takes up so much of people’s precious Internet
time. Certain demonized groups, or even
some ideas, are imagined to be destroying America, whether it be immigrants;
homosexuals; socialism; college professors; activist (Liberal) judges; unions
(especially public employees’ unions); abortion; gun rights; minorities; or the
Federal Government itself. If only we
could restore America! Take back our
country! Constitutional values! Family values!
Delusional beliefs are rampant. Some believe that there is a Homosexual Agenda and "they" want to
take over the country. Others are certain that President Obama and his “Wookie” wife want to a) take
our guns; b) declare martial law and remain in the White House forever; c) use
Homeland Security to stage a coup and put us all in FEMA camps; d) make slaves
of all the white folks; etc. If we could
only eliminate corporate taxes and Federal regulations, the free market could
raise us up to new heights of prosperity.
(Guess whose idea that last one is.)
Oh yeah, something is happening in America, and the
psychological situation mirrors the one that we face as individuals. It’s all very difficult and uncomfortable, so
we misread the signs, we force the analysis that we most desire, and all the
while we cannot really grasp, or do not wish to grasp, the mystery of it
all. So we substitute talking points for
evidence and seek simple solutions. Please
God, anything would be preferable to weighing the easily discoverable evidence
and facing the obvious problems head on.
“Sleep!” most people say, “please, God, grant us the blessing of sleep!”
Well, friends and neighbors, that’s not going to work. We’re going to have to do better than
that.
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