Thursday, April 23, 2009

From Today's Democracy Now!

Amy- What do you mean by the "mingled fates of men and bears" ?

Doug Peacock- "Mingled" because I believe, not quite glibly- and I've written about this through the course of four books- that our fates really are the same. You know, the grizzly bear is an omnivore who lives in the same habitats humans lived in, you know, right up until we had cities. And in North America, that's always been the case. The grizzly bear came over at the same time as humans to this continent, you know, some fifty , thirty thousand years ago- we don't know exactly when. Bears and humans came down from Alaska into the country, and , you know, a lot of animals died out during the last global warming of, you know, 14,000 years ago. Humans and grizzlies were the two big critters, the two big omnivores, that survived. And I really do believe we do have a common fate. And it's not because we can't live without grizzlies. I think we lose an essential part of our soul, that part that 's going to perhaps help us survive the terrible threats to today, and especially global warming. ....

I was a Green Beret medic in Vietnam, and I was there, two tours with the Green Beret through the Tet Offensive. The Tet Offensive really seared my soul. You know I was- I had to deal with 180 civilian casualties, all women and children, as the only medic. And so, when I came back to this country, I was like a lot of other vets: I was really out of sorts. And so, I crawled back into the one place I've always called home, and that's the wilderness of the American West. Eventually, you know, I lived encamped in the Northern Rockies, eventually in Yellowstone. There I ran into grizzlies. You know, you cannot- self-indulgence is utterly impossible in grizzly country. And that's exactly what I needed. And so, in a way, these bears saved my life. You know, they allowed me to recapture the elements of my own humanity. And for the last 40 years, I've been doing the best I can to pay them back....

Monkey wrenching is - you know, it's like homeland defense, you know? and home really is our wilderness, you know, our wild nature. And in order to fight that battle, sometimes you have to take on bulldozers, the logging and mining industry. ..

Amy- I wanted to turn to a clip of Edward Abbey, in his own words. From the documentary: Edward Abbey: A Voice in the Wilderness.

Dan- I've got to see this.

Edward Abbey- I regard defending the wilderness as something like defending your own home. I regard the wilderness as my home, my true ancestral home. And when it's being invaded by clear cutters and strip miners, I feel not only the right, but the duty, the moral obligation to defend it by any means I can.

Benediction. May your trails be crooked, winding, and lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys, tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal, mysterious swamps infested with crocodiles, and down from there into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down, down again, into a deep vast, ancient, unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lighting clangs upon the high craigs, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you beyond that next turning of the canyon walks. So long, I thank you very much.



Sunday, September 14, 2008

Hometown Sweet Hometown (1)

I planned to record my impressions of moving back to my hometown after 40 years. It's been 9 months so time to deliver.

The downtown looks the same. Although there has been a lot of building, there has not been a lot of tearing down. The big old factory buildings that employed a lot of folks when I was growing up and then sat empty for a few years as I was heading out, have been repurposed as warehouses and self storage with a few retail businesses scattered throughout.

The downtown business section has also found a new niche- it's prom central. There are formal dress shops, and dj s, jewelry, florist, photographers. The storefront faces are the same so it seems familiar but I just drive through and reminisce- I have no need to stop. So I don't really miss Rosemary's Bakery or Mr. Campbell's grocery, or Mr. Burns pharmacy and soda fountain. Or do I? I travel to the outskirts of town for shopping, don't really know anyone there and don't expect to.

Some of the bars and pizza spots are still around and under the same management. I have not really checked them out- never was much of a bar hopper and probably won't recognize changes. On the other hand, my church seems smaller and less central to the town.

My grammar school and playground are boarded up and I am fenced out. A famous movie director came to town since I have been home and considered shooting a movie at the old grade school- it would have brought a lot of money to town but the town council sold the building, which has sat empty and unused for years, to a developer while the movie negotiations were going on for considerably less money than the movie would have brought. Movie director picked another place where he would make a civic contribution and the grade school sits empty and untouched. Both grade schools where my parents and I went to school are shuttered and empty- nice old brick and stone buildings.

This is a pattern for our town elected officials. The colonial bank, another brick and stone building, very attractive , very stately, offered the building to the town for $1 when they were closing. The bank, of course, has a huge old vault that would seem perfect for a lot of old town records but the town officials refused the offer. It's now an Irish pub and the old Town Hall needs a lot of work and more space. I guess there will be more taxes to build or refurbish coming.

Small town , small minds in the small fish- some things have not changed.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Climate Change Sunsets

One fear of mine of climate change is a perpetual dark, menacing sky. But, lately our incredible cloud formations and sunsets, I learned, are effects of climate change and dust pollution. Will the end of the earth look like Disney's (Fantasia's) vision of the beginning of earth- beauty everywhere- horizons, sunrise, sunset, and cloud stories. Will we at end forced to bow to the awe of nature? Will the world end not with a bang or a whimper but an ahhh? wow!

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Faith in Modernity

My mother has endured a cat scan, a stress test, and a heart catherization this week. The doctor brought me into the operating room to tell me that she needs open heart surgery for an unexpected blockage or she is unlikely to live a year. He said he was going to try to get a surgeon as soon as possible. She waited in the recovery room and then was sent to the cardiac unit. The surgeon arrived and when he heard about her other conditions, he backed out. The cardiologist then showed up the next morning and suggested she call her other doctors and let them make plans for the surgery. He then said good bye and discharged her from the hospital. She got home and called his office to see if she should come for her follow up visit on Thursday and the girls in the office were upset and incredulous that she was home and that she was making the calls. She has a rheumatologist who is as old (80) and cranky as herself who she trusts and She will be back from vacation on Tuesday so hopefully she will get some decent care.

I have never thought of her as religious but now I understanding her undying belief in modernity to be it's own religion. And I guess it is no surprise- she graduated from high school in 1947- we had beat the depression and the fascists, the dread diseases of her mother's day were vanquished with new antibiotics and vaccines and civil rights were finally becoming national law. So, unsurprisingly my mother believes in modernity and particularly in modern medicine. I was dubious about the tests- I may not have put myself through any of them but my mother is braver, more tolerant of pain, and more optimistic than I. I really hope she gets good care and humane honesty soon.

She applied to stand on the podium with Obama and wanted to go to his training school. She loves politics and is more optimistic about politics than I. I hope for her.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Zaccheus

Part of my monthly routine involves shopping at the Dollar Store for paper goods and cleaning supplies. There is always a row of Christian religious items that I always peruse. There are Bibles and Bibles on tape, and all manner of Bible study guides. One Bible, the New Authorized Version, begins the New Testament with John and ends the Gospels with Luke. The Zaccheus story in this Bible is solely a tale of conversion, it omits mention of Zaccheus as the tax collector referring to him only as part of the worldly rich. In fact tax collectors are removed from the entire Luke account. Why these items have landed at the Dollar Store I do not know but I am sure that this” simplified and easy to read” version distorts this message of Jesus.

8 Then Zaccheus stood and said to the Lord: Behold Lord, half of my goods I am giving to the poor, and if I have taken anything from anyone by false accusation, I will restore them fourfold.

The story of Zaccheus is, yes, a story of conversion but primarily it is a message of community, forgiveness, and restoring relationships. Zaccheus’ role as a tax collector is vital to the teaching. In Zaccheus’ role as tax collector he had power to cheat as well as to lie. His repentance speaks to his misuse of power not just to his failure to live by all the Commandments. In the change of one word the story has lost its radical edge.

Zaccheus was an outsider to the village social structure distrusted both for his role as a tax collector and his ability to accumulate wealth in that role. Zaccheus could have easily been ignored or avoided- a small man in a tree but Jesus spotlights him. So inclusion is fundamental to the story-. Zaccheus is not misunderstood- he is the corrupt official the crowd despises. He is saved by grace and by his own good intentions and good acts. His acts grant him a place in community. Whose interests are served with this change?

Sunday, July 20, 2008

An Unnecessary Loneliness- News We Don't See!

People are organizing across the USA. There is lots of news we do not get- good news and bad news- inspiring news and depressing news. There are groups like LEPOCO that have fought against war and for human rights for decades. There are new groups fighting gentrification in the piedmont of North Carolina, fighting to restore voting rights to the convicted in Kentucky- prison reform, immigration, sweatshops, there is a lot happening. Why don't our unions and other left leaning organizations join together and put out a National Newspaper or a National Cable Network or something to inform- investigate and counteract the MSM hype? Why are resources and labor hours being wasted on local, regional newsletters that no one reads or wants? Bill Moyers and Amy Goodman are great but we need much more information and debate. The fragmented internet is not enough. The MSM is not going to change- we have money and resources earmarked - why can't we unite and produce our own?

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Prayer for the day:

You know, O God, the duties that lie before us this day, the dangers that may confront us. Give us thy Life in such abundance that we may go from strength to strength. Give us your love that all lesser things may have no attraction for us. Let us find your Power, thy Love, thy Life in all mankind. Guide us- strengthen us- protect us. AMEN