Throughout history, human life has been dominated by
misery. Wars, famines, plagues and
natural catastrophes were rampant, not to mention tyrannies that were cruel and
oppressive. Life was brutal and short.
A few candles lit the darkness. For those of us fortunate enough to have been
born in the Americas and Europe during the twentieth century, it may be difficult
to understand what life is (and was) like for those born far from the candles.
My maternal grandmother was born in East
Europe in the 1880s, was orphaned in her infancy, and raised by
relatives. She bore seven children, the
first four of whom all died at very early ages.
She then immigrated to the US , where disease broke out on her
ship and killed most of the passengers.
The ship was quarantined in New
York Harbor
until no one had died for a couple of weeks, and then the survivors were
allowed ashore. A year or so later, the
1918 influenza epidemic overwhelmed the same city, so severely that there were
corpses lying in the streets. Twenty
million died worldwide, more than in the war which ravaged the same generation.
My other grandmother had a less tragic life, but by today’s
standards, one of hardship. To the day
she died, she cooked on a wood burning stove, pumped water from the back porch,
and used an outhouse. Living on a farm,
the Depression years did not cause them hunger, but she rarely had cash. I remember the jar of Indian Head pennies she
had hoarded.
We have it easy.
After a recent storm I was without electricity for two days. Trust me, you never know how central electric
power is to your life until you have to do without it for more than a day. We dared not open the refrigerator door. Nightfall brought virtual blindness. The summer heat and humidity were
stifling. The inability to watch TV and
to make telephone calls were frustrating, even maddening.
Yet this was in the USA , and however uncomfortable
those two days were, we had confidence.
The lights would come on again, and life would return to what we so
casually call, normal.
Much of the world is not like that. Not only is the summer heat stifling in most
impoverished regions, but that is the least of the worries of many people. Death is a constant specter, looming darkly
just outside the front door at every moment.
It may come in the form of disease, crime, or war. Tyrannies deprive people of their freedom and
dignity, and smother them in constant fear, anxiety and frustration. For those people, there is no promise that
tomorrow the lights will come on. The
candles are very far away indeed.
In watching the news about ISIS, one is reminded of the
rampaging hordes of barbarians that throughout history periodically swept across
Europe , orphaning large portions of the
population, leaving ruin and desolation in their wake. Vikings, Huns and Mongols, to mention only a
few, devastated what are today gleaming cities and centers of culture, but
which in those times were wooden villages where farmers struggled daily to eke
out a living from the dirt.
Today, we witness the same thing happening in the Middle East .
Unlike in days of yore, the tragedies are painfully visible to anyone
who cares to watch the news on television or the internet.
Shockingly, many do not.
They live in their tiny little world of physical pleasures, absorbed in
sports, entertainment and the night life.
One wonders. What
will those people think when terror comes into their own neighborhoods? Yes, we do have high crime areas, but those
are due more to ignorance than to foreign invaders. The uneducated in America suffer not from a lack of
schools and libraries, but from a cultural disease that values physical
pleasure more than the dignity of work.
Nine-eleven (2001) woke us up for a day. The Boston
bombing disturbed our slumber for another day.
Now and then we are shaken, roused from our sleep. Then we get back to what we call normal.
Fear normal, because normal is mass slaughter. To
paraphrase British Foriegn Secretary, Sir Edward Grey, 3 August 1914
on the eve of World War One: when the candles are snuffed out again, they
might not be relit in our lifetime.
It’s not paranoia when they really and truly do plan to kill you.
I visualize an entire American city incinerated, while the
adjacent city carries on, oblivious that it is next on the list.
Forget global warming, it is global madness that will do us
in.
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