Deaths related to WWII, the Korean war, the Vietnam war, the Gulf war, Operation Enduring Freedom, other wars in which the United States has involved itself, the AIDS epidemic, and the now the “natural” aging related deaths are reminders life is very brief. It is important to always make time to celebrate the gift of love and share the tears of joy and sorrow.
I was born in Chicago. My earliest memories include the war blackouts of all lights to prevent pilots from seeing the city. I also recall the neighbor’s house being destroyed by fire, a drunk person lying on the sidewalk and no one stopping to help him, and much morel Early on I had an introduction to racism, classism, and other isms which separated various community members into what the journalist and podcaster Trey Kay is calling Us and Them. Mr. Kay’s goal is to present both “us” and “them” as flesh and blood kinfolk who have more in common than they do differences. His most recent “Us and them” podcast has to do with individuals who grew up together and now must deal with all the health and other issues connected with the greed, the economic benefits and the health issues associated with the mining, selling and use of fossil fuels in states such as West Virginia. If one listens to Mr. Kay’s podcast one is forced to confront the reality of the fact that most of those involved in working in the mines as well as those neighbors who owned small mines were eager to make a decent living so they could take care of their children and also protect the environment for living, hunting, and enjoyment. Some, of course, came from out of state with their seeming attachment to money as the god of their understanding. In the end, of course, they did not take the money with them as they ended their brief life journey. Often they did not reclaim the land but left the mountains and streams unfit for human life. Some are attempting to reclaim the land and thus the mountains and the streams.
Sadly, unless there is some federal help, many of those who worked all their life in the mines could now lose their pension benefits as mine after mind declares bankruptcy.
It is tempting to label and judge “them” who owned the mines and seemed able to disassociate from “them the miners and their families” and the land while they pursued their version of the “American Dream” which allowed for the destruction of life and land.
It is tempting to judge those who continue to work the mines and, thus, contribute to the use of fossil fuel.
It is tempting to judge those “tree huggers” who seemingly are unable to identify with the choices of “them”.
Whether dealing with war, environmental issues, economic issues, religious issues or political issues it is tempting to dehumanize or detribe “them”. We have all done this at some point in our lives; probably we still do.
I was thinking of the value of weeping earlier this week. As I mentioned in a previous blog, I stopped to honor the lives of two who ended their life journey this week. For both there were a lot of tears as well as warm and fun memories
I was also thinking of the value of weeping when I read of the bankruptcy of another major coal company or corporation. It is easy to label the owners of this company as “them” – as those who will not personally suffer financial hardship – during this Chapter 11 bankruptcy.
I was thinking of the value of weeping as I listened to the recent announcement that the head of a so called terrorist organization was killed. To be sure this person seemed to have become a master of us and them thinking allowing him to commit horrific deeds. It is easy to think of him as a “them” just as he did when brutally killing or ordering the killing and torturing of others. After all, when our government orders bombings, torturing and other “necessary acts of violence” we are doing it for a necessary and just cause and not because we enjoy it. “They” clearly volunteered to be “them” while we were first labeled as “them”. Thus there is no need to weep at the killing of these people even though they were sons, daughters, siblings, aunts, uncles, partners and friends.
The drunk on the sidewalk; those in the jails; those in homeless shelters; those who are destroying the environment; those who have satisfied the requirement as “them” do not deserve our tears unless, of course, they slip from them to us. Then we may weep.
Written October 31, 2019
Jimmy F Pickett
coachpickett.org