Fragility

Many years ago, at the peak of the Cold War standoff, I read “Alas, Babylon” which begins with World War III and ends as a Fenimore Cooper tale of frontier survival in a small river town in Florida. It is, in effect, an apocalyptic pastoral.

At the end of the first day of the war, which is effectively the last day as well, a thermonuclear weapon obliterates the nearest large city, Orlando, which is the source of the town’s power. I have never forgotten this sentence. “Thus, the lights went out, and in that moment civilization in Fort Repose retreated a hundred years.

We all imagine we are self-sufficient and relatively safe day by day, but in fact we survive due to an elaborate web of connections and systems that have to keep working and may not be as robust as we imagine.

Every once in a while we are awaked to the gossamer nature of the web we depend on and the fragility of our reality. When a bridge collapses, when a hurricane turns ot the lights, the refrigeration, the heat and air conditioning, the communications we rely on.

On a personal scale, when the water doesn’t come out of the tap, the sewage doesn’t disappear down the pipe, the computers are down at the bank, the lights go out, the fuel trucks don’t arrive or the shipments of produce, we find we are not self-sufficient, but dependent from one moment to the next — if not on the kindness of strangers, then surely on their competency.

The supply chain that brings us food, clothing, fuel, medicine, soap, toilet paper is global. We communicate thanks to cables, cell towers, satellites. We survive thanks to roads, ports, bridges, engineers, technicians, utility and public service employees.

The government that survivalists and libertarians love to hate keeps us from being invaded by foreign enemies, comes when we call to stop a thief, put out a fire, or rush a child or grandmother to the hospital, provides water and sewer service and protects us from being poisoned by our food, medicines, water and air.

None of he overlapping systems we rely on are infallible or foolproof. The lights do go out, as in Puerto Rico. The water can be made toxic as in Flint, Michigan. Insufficiently vetted foods and medicines can kill us. Rules governing markets and banking can be too weak to prevent the rapacious from crashing the economy. Insufficient attention may allow elections to be hacked or terrorists to attack. And when that happens we don’t say “C’est la vie, I guess we aren’t as safe as we suppose.” Instead, we feel betrayed.

Free market economists argue that individual self-interest makes the world go ‘round, but even Adam Smith knew there had to be rules of the road and that the good enlightenment virtues of caution, care, probity, cooperation, law and order were needed to curb the worst excesses of the selfish, the vicious and the unscrupulous.

The vast majestic clockwork that makes modern life possible can be disrupted by sand in the gears. Around the world can be seen the results of insufficient appreciation of the virtues embodied in the old-fashioned but not out of fashion idea of the commonweal. In places where the few exploit the many and the machine of civilization no longer functions — failed states, kleptocracies, tyrannies, banana republics — life is poor, nasty, brutish short, and man is a wolf to man.

It can happen here. It is happening here, Detention camps. Public and private debt out of control. Government services financed by borrowing rather than taxing. Great corporations profiting from stealing our identify or corrupting our elections, Congressmen and cabinet offices casually engaging in insider trading, instead of making economic crimes harder to pull off. Billionaires who imperil their own freedom, the country’s security and the stability of the system that enriched them only to pile their loot a little higher.

An international system of trade, treaties, defense and environmental protection is blithely abandoned. Regulations to protect the citizenry scuttled in favor of self-aggrandizement for campaign donors. Life-saving medical care and pharmaceuticals priced out of reach for many. Education dumbed down or made unaffordable. Guardrails to prevent another market catastrophe dismantled. Norms violated. The Constitution gamed. The courts subverted. The government sold to the highest bidder.

None of this is done as a result of careful analysis, cautious long-range planning, a calculation of the consequences, or a regard for the public interest. It is done out of self-interest, to curry favor, to pick winners, to cash in, to get even, to satisfy a whim, to engineer a self-fulfilling prophecy, to conform with an ideological doctrine, or to win the next election.

Increasingly, it appears that those in positions of power are not statesmen, patriots, or public servants. They are con artists, cranks, and egomaniacs. Some are akin to the barbarians who let Rome descend into ruin because they couldn’t be bothered to learn how to maintain the aqueducts, the roads, the intellectual and physical infrastructure on which the empire depended. This institutional knowledge is what the mockers now scorn as the deep state or the bureaucracy.

Closer to home than Rome, those in charge also recall Tom and Daisy from the Roaring Twenties that ended in a crash not a whimper, “careless people…they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated into their money or their vast carelessness…and let other people clean up the mess they made.”

But some things took so long to build, are so intricately made, and run in part on expertise and trust, that once broken they can not easily be mended. And when our civilization is broken, will our heirs stand amid the ruins and lament our letting it happen in words like these from two millennia ago? “Alas, alas, that great city of Babylon, that mighty city! for in one hour is thy judgment come.”

The Siren Song

The latest act in the American soap opera is the Omarosa-Trump spat. An untrustworthy graduate of the Reality TV school of Trump writes a tell-all book and appears on TV to promote it with surreptitiously recorded White House tapes. Her mentor responds with the usual angry tweets. That is, the liar who hired and fired a liar gets lied about and lies back.

Despite the usefulness as grist for the ratings race and as click bait, this sort of nonsense is no joke. It’s what happens when the highest office in the land is entrusted to a populist demagogue. The appeal of populism is eternal because the tropism of the powerful to self-aggrandizement is inevitable. Unchecked, the haves consolidate their position and close the door to everyone else.

The trouble with the populist response is that it throws out the brains of the people with the dirty bathwater. Instead of embracing reforms that limit the ability of the rapacious to abuse their power or to enable the downtrodden to rise, populism tends to demonize the skills, attitudes and attitudes that empowered the powerful and to celebrate instead the traits that disadvantage them.

So, being poorly educated becomes a badge of honor and authenticity, just as the sweaty toil of the peasantry was once celebrated in preference to the perfumed effeminacy of the aristocrat. But it didn’t improve their lot or change a rigged system. Thus, the populist impulse tends to call forth the demagogue, literally the voice of masses. He promises sweeping change he can’t deliver. And usually helps himself while doing nothing for his followers. Meet the new boss, same as the old boss.

It is a familiar type that includes Cleon and Catiline from antiquity, Huey Long, Joe McCarthy, Father Coughlin, Ross Perot, and many more, including our own Donald J. Trump, not to mention fictional incarnations like Willie Stark in “All the King’s Men,” Lonesome Rhodes from “A Face in the Crowd,” and Johnny Iselin in “The Manchurian Candidate.” Here’s Stark describing his technique.

“Hell, make ‘em cry, make ‘em laugh, make ’em think you’re their weak, erring pal, or make ‘em think you’re God-Almighty. Or make”em mad. Even mad at you. Just stir ‘em up, it doesn’t matter how or why, and they’ll love you and come back for more. Pinch ‘em in the soft place. They aren’t alive, most of ‘em, and haven’t been alive in twenty years…so it’s up to you to give ‘em something to stir ‘em up and make ‘em feel alive again. Just for half an hour. That’s what they come for. Tell ‘em anything. But for Sweet Jesus’ sake don’t try to improve their minds.”

Here’s a character from “The Manchurian Candidate” describing its demagogue’s method.“Iselinism has developed a process for compounding a lie, then squaring it…He has bellowed out so many accusations about so many different people…that no one can keep the records of these horrendous charges straight. Iselin is a man who shall forever stand guard at the door of the mind to protect the people of this great nation from facts.”

And here’s Lonesome Rhodes boasting of his power. “The whole country’s just like my flock of sheep…Rednecks, crackers, hillbillies, hausfraus, shut-ins, pea pickers — everybody that’s gotta jump when somebody else blows the whistle…They’re mine! I own ’em! They think like I do. Only they’re even more stupid than I am, so I gotta think for ‘em.”

And here’s a catalogue from Wikipedia of the methods employed by such people to “shut down reasoned deliberation by strring up mindless passions.”

“Scapegoating.” Blame some group for the troubles of your followers. People of a different race, religion, social class, ethnicity. Pointy-headed intellectuals, eggheads, blacks, Hispanics, Muslims, Jews, Wall Street, MS-13.

“Fear mongering.” A spur to action that bypasses rational analysis. Trump’s Mexican rapists streaming over the border are the cousins of the imaginary black men raping white women described so vividly by “Pitchfork Ben” Tillman that he was repeatedly re-elected Governor of South Carolina from 1890 to 1918.

“Lying.” The demagogue’s stock in trade. He lies to promote himself and attack his foes, and to play on his listeners emotions. And if one doesn’t work, “the demagogue quickly moves on to more lies.” You’d think Trump’s evangelical followers would be wary of this, since such a character is described in John 8:44—“You belong to your father, the devil…there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies.”

“Emotional oratory and personal charisma.” The demagogue excites passions and counterfeits a connection to the crowd. Instead of governing, he conducts a perpetual campaign, a road show with frequent rallies, endless tweets and the overheated atmosphere of the revival tent.

“Accusing opponents of weakness and disloyalty.” Once it was abolitionists or the communist menace. For Trump their name is legion. Democrats. Critics from his own party. Kneeling athletes. Refugees. Women he has harassed. Former, fired, or out of favor employees — James Comey, Sean Spicer, Steve Bannon, Tom Price, Jeff Sessions, Omarosa. Uncooperative allies.
The Elite. The intelligence services.

“Promising the impossible.” Disarm North Korea. Make peace in the Middle East. Easily win a trade war. Achieve immigration reform. Provide healthcare for all at low prices. Guarantee cheap prescription drugs. Rebuild infrastructure. Bring back jobs in coal and steel. Lower taxes and cut the deficit.

“Encouraging supporters to violently intimidate opponents.” Knock the crap out of him. Punch him in the face. Rough him up.

“Using personal insult and ridicule.” Lyin’ Ted. Crooked Hilary. Little Marco. Crazed, Crying, Lowlife, Dog Omarosa, Low IQ Maxine Waters.

“Vulgarity and outrageous behavior.” Make your own daily top ten list.

“Folksy posturing” The Ivy League billionaire with the private jets, golf resorts, and monogrammed tower who inherited millions pretends to be a self-made man of the people.

“Gross oversimplification.” It’ll be easy to Build the Wall, to make a better deal with Iran, North Korea, China, NAFTA, to fix healthcare.

“Attacking the news media.” Fake news. Enemy of the people. Slime. Scum, Disgusting people. Attempts to blacklist or ban perceived critics. Calls for changes in libel laws to allow unfavorable reports to be sued.

Demagogues wouldn’t behave this way if their siren song didn’t work — for them. But, as those who have read the Odyssey or have seen various film incarnations of Ulysses will recall, the fatal attraction of the siren’s song lured the sailors who heard them to wreck their ship on the rocky shore. The demagogue’s followers soon find the ship of state headed to a similar fate.

Theater of the Absurd

Each day brings a new trial, literally, a new embarrassment, a new folly. By now it’s clear that Trump hauls off and pitches his latest fantasy project as he once did casinos and condos. Often they are ill-conceived, and not fully thought out. Those with knowledge in whatever field he’s plowing could save him from himself, but why let reality mess with a dream.

So, the mess at the border launched with braggadocio soon descended into catastrophe, but doesn’t go away. For example, a judge has threatened to cite the Attorney General for contempt for trying to deport a family whose case was being heard in the judge’s court. He ordered them brought back and told a lackey from the government that its behavior was outrageous.

A Trumpian congressman is indicted, along wth his son and extended family for insider trading. Manafort and Gates, Trump campaign experts, were shown over a weak of detailed testimony to have been even sleazier than advertised. Democrats are now thinking about running a campaign against corruption gone rampant under the nose of the man who promised to drain the swamp.

The West is aflame and the president expresses no compassion for the suffering of his fellow Americans, offers no federal aid, but tweets his criticism of the Democratically-controlled state for causing the conflagration by depriving firefighters of water by letting rivers run down to he sea.

Vice-President Pence, always the consummate toady, appears at the Pentagon to paint a glowing picture, worthy of Thomas Kinkade, of Trump’s Space Force. Yet Secretary of Defense Mattis, speaking for military planners, regards it as a wasteful, unnecessary boondoggle that would entail a costly proliferation of bureaucracy to perform fucnctions already capable of being handled by the existing services.

Fox News, widely regarded as the propaganda arm and personnel department of the Trump White House, rails daily against the vile scourge of immigrants, apparently deaf to the colossal irony. Its owner and guiding light is an Australian who saw he could make more money in England so immigrated, then saw even more opportunity in America and became a citizen allowing him do more damage to the country’s minds than all the South American and Mexican drug cartels combined.

A California democrat and businessman has decided his state and his party are getting the shaft by having only two senators, so he has put a measure on the ballot calling for California to be cut into thirds.

He isn’t wrong that the equal number of Senate seats for each state is a flaw in the Constitution. It might have made sense in 1787, but is absurd in 2018. But this remedy is inadequate.

Consider. California has a population oof 39 million people, thirteen percent of the United States. Thirteen percent of senators would be 13, not the present allotment of two nor the six this scheme would provide. So, maybe it should be carved up into six states. Of course, other large states like Texas and New York might want to get in the game.

Consider instead an alternative solution. California also has as many people as the combined total of the 23 least populous states — Wyoming, Alaska, two Dakotas, Montana, Maine, Idaho, West Virginia, Nebraska, Kansas, Iowa, Mississippi and so on.

Perhaps, instead of more senators for California, more Californians for the rest of the country. Trump won many of those states by a few hundred thousand votes. Hillary won California by 4.2 million. If just half of that number of California Democrats moved, they could turn the map from red to blue. Heck, just 800 thousand Democrats would switch the Dakotas, Wyoming, Iowa, Alaska and Kansas. Of course, all those Californians would have to live in places like Idaho, West Virginia, Utah, and Iowa..

Similarly, 28-year-old Social-democrat Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez is the new Democratic “It” girl for having won a safe Democratic seat in Queens by going father left than the Democratic incumbent. Since then, she has been traveling the country to support like-minded insurgent primary candidates. But she may be an unwitting Trojan Horse.

Far left candidates may win a few primaries in Middle American but find themselves too far out to prevail in the general. They might have the unintended effect of tuning competitive seats safely red.

The solution is for Ocasio-Cortez, Elizabeth Warren, Kamala Harris and their ilk to lead millions of their followers (especially those who guaranteed a Trump win by voting for Jill Stein, Bernie or Gary Johnson) from Vermont, New York, Massachusetts and California,, to the heartland where they can Make America Blue Again. When they aren’t farming or mining coal or castrating hogs, like Joni Ernst, or shooting lawyers, like Dick Cheney.