Monday, 1 June 2020

Some Minor Woes and the American Question.

It’s been a difficult couple of days. Heavy garden jobs, big car problem, tricky correspondence with the land agent, and the rats in the garden are becoming bolder and more visible (which makes me uncomfortable.)

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But enough of my woes. What about the question surrounding what is probably the biggest non-medical issue in world news at the moment: Who is going to cure America?

Not Trump, certainly. I note from this evening’s news that he’s off on one of his usual childish, reactionary, bellicose rants at the moment which will fail to ease the current problem and might well make matters worse. Trump just doesn’t get it.

Because let’s face it, there’s a sickness in American society which goes beyond racism and the death of one man. It’s evident for all to see. It has been for a long time. The death of George Floyd was the spark which lit the powder keg, but I would suggest with more than a tentative degree of confidence that if racism were to be magically removed from the American consciousness, the powder keg would still be ready and waiting.

You sense an aura of tension in so many things which come out of America. I remember the Dalai Lama saying after a visit he made there a few years ago that the air was suffused with fear. Fear of what? Fear of violence? Fear of losing your job because the innately conservative, free-market-obsessed Establishment doesn’t believe in safety nets? Fear of insipient invasion by foreigners (in the biggest racial melting pot on earth)? Fear of failure in a country in which success is almost entirely measured by wealth? Are there more things to fear? Probably.

And what about Chauvin? He must be tried for murder and consigned to life in prison or the electric chair or whatever passes for retribution in the state of Minnesota. Fine, do that, but it won’t have any effect on the sickness. Chauvin isn’t just a bad guy; there are bad guys everywhere. Chauvin is one of the fundamental faces of America which we’ve been seeing ever since movies were invented. A bunch of people take to the streets to protest about a black man being killed by a white cop, and another guy drives a truck at them. This is America. There are plenty more Chauvins where Chauvin came from.

Meanwhile, politicians and celebrities come out to paper over the cracks with their array of big shiny teeth, and their waving of the flag, and their unquestioned insistence that patriotism is everything (not wealth?) Children recite the Oath of Allegiance every day and are assured that America is the greatest country on earth. America – and I really don’t want to say this but I have to – is anything but the greatest country on earth. It seems to me that America is insecure and divided down to its very roots, and all the flag waving and oaths and patriotic fervour amounts to nothing more than trying to hold together an illusion made with sand but no cement.

So who will provide that cement? I don’t see anybody at present. Who will make America the greatest country on earth just because America has the potential to be great, not because it’s the wealthiest? Wealth has, after all, been the power base on which American imperialist aspirations have always been built. 

And so on and so forth ad nauseum...

OK, OK, I’ve rambled enough, so let me say what I’ve said before on this blog: Some of the finest, most intelligent, most considerate, most erudite, most thoughtful, most genuinely decent people I’ve ever known have been American. Some of them might be angry with me for saying all this; some of them might even agree with me. But when, oh when, is America going to stand together as a homogeneous nation of people and start listening to them?

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