Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Sangria

I fell in love with a steer, my daughter's 4-H project steer Sangria. This was not a wise thing to do, since I knew from the start, from the day we brought him home, that he was going to the slaughterhouse on a definite date.  But I couldn't help myself - he was so sweet-tempered a creature there was no getting around getting attached to him.  "Getting attached" when you are a rancher/professional predator is never a good idea.  It makes things complicated and messy.  It is emotionally dangerous.  It is even intellectually dangerous.  Not to mention impractical.
And yet "getting attached" is quite possibly the kernel and core of what it means to be alive.  If you are not helplessly attached to something, someone, someplace or even some idea, then maybe you aren't really living.  That's where I  have a fundamental disagreement with the Buddha. Avoiding suffering is no way to live a life.  Non-attachment is not the goal, even if attachment causes suffering. Attachments make the heart sing, and I'm happy to suffer for my attachments.
Now, you might say, "if you were so attached to that steer, why didn't you save him from his fate, from being slaughtered?"  But that would be to turn him into a pet and that, strangely enough - from my point of view - would be a form of disrespect.  It would be to deny the biological relationship between grass/herbivore/carnivore, which is the much bigger context.  Of course, that biological relationship has been massively twisted and even perverted by our civilization/economic system but deep under all the complexities and alienations that our civilization allows and imposes is an ancient relationship that is more significant than the individual lives of the plants and animals tangled together within it.
Which is all perhaps a long-winded justification, but here is the challenge: can we eat as if every bite of food had a name? As if every article of clothing or electronic gadget came from a cotton plant or vein in a mine that merited a name and all the attachment that a name implies?  Can we privilege the vitality of broader ecological relationships over a concept of prosperity that only values human prosperity?

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Civil Wars

I sing the civil warrs, tumultuous broyles,
And bloudy factions of a might land:
Whose people hauty, proud with forain spoyles,
Upon themselves, turne back their conquering hand:

-Samuel Daniel (1562-1619), quoted in David Armitage's Civil Wars: A History in Ideas (2017)

This is an English poet echoing the literary and military heritage of Rome to write about the civil war in England between the houses of Lancaster and York (which we are revisiting on HBO as Lannisters and Starks),  as well as presaging the imperial quandaries of our American present.  Are we not in the midst of civil war (with votes, thank god) in US?  Are we not a "people hauty" in our consumerist excesses made possible by our conquering super-power status?

David Armitage's elegant and compact book Civil Wars is both subtle and, for me at least, novel in its analysis of the distinctions between "regular" war, civil war, rebellion, revolution and insurrection.  I'll not think so casually about the deployment of such terms ever again.   And thinking clearly about these distinctions might be helpful in understanding where we stand as global citizens in this moment that seems so fraught with incoherence and instability.