Sunday, December 13, 2015

Hopeful In Fear: Stories of the Value of Hope and Fear



Hope.  The light at the end of the tunnel.  Lots of people think that hope is just another word, like what we've made love into.  It's meaningless.  All is meaningless.  "Love" is just a word in the English language.  In Greek there are six different words for love - they all mean different things.  The different words are eros, philia, ludus, agape, pragma, and philautia.  Love in our language is just a word.

Hope shouldn't be just a word.  Hope is so much more.  I'll begin by telling a story, because that is what I love to do.  Stories can be more powerful than articles, which are what most blog posts are.  This is different.

Disclaimer: I made these stories up to illustrate a point.  Some of the following stories are based off of historical occurrences, and some stories may be based off of current events.  Don't take them seriously.  They are not facts.  They are just ideas.

Story #1 - Based off the Graphic Novel MAUS (I and II)

Pain ends pain ends pain ends, the terrified woman thought to herself.  It was the time that people would later refer to as World War II, and the young woman was trapped in a concentration camp called Auschwitz.  The Auschwitz motto over the gate was "ARBIET MACHT FREI" or "work makes one free".  It was a lie.  Every day the woman lived in constant fear of everything that might happen to her.  There was the fear that if she didn't stand right, then the Nazis would kill her, and there were many more fears like it.  It was a horrible existence.  She didn't know whether she would live or die.  The only hope she held was of escaping the camp - that and the fact that her husband was in the other Auschwitz camp.  He was waiting for the war to end.  He had planned to get transferred to her camp as a worker, so they could see each other (Spiegelman 56)

It was love, but yet something about it made it seem like it was obligatory.  That the love was to prove something to the world.  It was beginning to feel fake.  The woman didn't want it to be, but there was no mistaking it.  This was a fear she carried with her, or at least she thought it was fear...

What she actually felt was anxiety.  An overwhelming, crushing thing that wanted to destroy her.  Anxiety is the worrying about something that is just a rumor or that may happen, but is not guaranteed.  Fear in the Auschwitz camp is fear, because the Jews knew the consequences for doing something that the Nazis had "outlawed", but the fear of thinking that your husband doesn't truly love you is anxiety because it might not be true.  You just worry that it is true (Godin 1).

As told in MAUS, Vladek Spiegelman and Anja, his wife, are struggling to keep a relationship and each other alive so that they can be together after the war.  They seem to have such a great relationship, but it seems a bit overdone, and Anja doesn't accept all of the food that Vladek sneaks to her.  Soon after they see each other for the first time since they were transferred to the concentration camps, Vladek is beaten because he spoke to Anja.  This became a fear for him - that he would be beaten again or that Anja would get beaten but wouldn't survive (Spiegelman 56).

Story #2 - Based off The Lady or the Tiger

You stand in an arena, surrounded by the subjects of the kingdom.  You stand charged of loving the daughter of the king.  He has devised a test to figure out how to punish people who are charged of doing wrong.  Behind you are two doors.  One has behind it a lady, whom you will marry if you pick her door.  The other has an enraged, starved tiger behind it.  If you pick that door, then you will be dead in an instant.  You stare up at the king and his daughter.  The king is about to announce that you need to pick a door.  Everyone knows the procedure, but the king wants to reiterate it just in case anyone happened to miss it, and also for formality.  Your eyes turn toward your lover.  You know that they know which door the lady and the tiger stand behind - they probably found out as soon as it was announced that you were to stand trial.

They point a finger, very casually and secretively, to the right.  Not a trace of doubt clouds your vision as you turn and walk to the door on the right to open it.  You know that your lover chose for both of you what was best, and even though you don't know what is behind the door, you know that your lover made the right decision.  As you open the door, something shifts in the shadows...
But what was behind the door?  Were you killed in an instant, or were you married?  There is no storybook ending to this, where the lady behind the door is really the princess, who disguised herself and tied up the lady that was supposed to be there.  And the tiger is not tamed.  The doors and the rooms behind them are filled - that you know for sure.  There is no chance of the tiger's room being empty, and there is no chance that neither of them are filled.
What did they choose?  This question haunts your steps as you walk.  Your lover just decided your fate.  What did they choose?  It echoes in your mind as your hand closes on the handle to the door on the right.  It is agonizing to wait in suspense.

And what did you want them to choose?  Death by the tiger so that you didn't have to marry the woman, or the woman so that you did not have to die?
In the story The Lady or the Tiger, this scenario is played out.  There is fear on both sides - for both you and your lover.  The princess is afraid for losing her would-have-been husband - whether it be by the marriage of you to another lady (whom the princess is jealous of and hates), or through death by tiger - and you are terrified that they made the decision that you didn't want.  But first you have to figure out this: what did the man want, in the story?  Death, or marriage and life?
There is hope that the princess chose life for you, and there is fear that they chose death.  Everyone is afraid of death, until they are in a situation where they will inevitably die.  Frank Richard Stockton says this in the story: Every heart stopped beating, every breath was held, every eye fixed immovably upon that man.  Without the slightest hesitation, he went to the door on the right, and opened it (7).

Hope is powerful, and fear is powerful.  Sometimes they seem like almost the same thing.  You cannot have hope without fear.  Fear controls you until you believe that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and there is a way out.  Sometimes it seems like you have to sacrifice more to win that hope, but there are always sacrifices.  As Kurt Vonnegut explains in All the King's Horses, "Necessity, like a child counting eeny, meeny miney, moe around a circle, pointed its finger at the one chessman who could be sacrificed.  There was only one" (16).

Story #3 - from All the King's Horses by Kurt Vonnegut

In the story, an American Colonel is forced to play a game of chess against the Asian warlord Pi Ying - but his chess pieces are his own men, and when they are captured by the warlord, they are immediately killed.  Soon there are only a few of the Colonel's men left, as well as his wife and twin boys.  Suddenly the Colonel sees that the only way he can win the game and put Pi Ying in check is to offer a sacrifice to bait the warlord.
Colonel Kelly begins to think of the one person to be sacrificed as only x in a "mathematical proposition", and then sees the hope - he may get out alive, with everyone else, if he sacrifices that one person.  He no longer feels fear of losing the one, but the hope of getting the rest of them out alive.
Margaret, the Colonel's wife, feels something entirely different.  She is consumed by the fear of losing her sons, and so her actions, had she been in the place of Kelly, would have killed them all and left them no hope of escape.  I don't know exactly what I'm trying to say here, but the two emotions are powerful.  They can be hard to define, but fear and hope are two of the most powerful emotions in the world (in my opinion, the other three are faith, love and courage/bravery.  Feel free to dispute the connection between the last two words, I am not going to go there).

Story #4 - based off of Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand

Prisoners of war, trapped in Japan, face fears every day.  The fear of being beaten.  The fear of a psycho camp commander.  All these fears raise anxiety to a point that is unbearable.  Yet some POWs were able to stand and have courage in the face of death, danger, and fears.

In Unbroken, Mutsuhiro Watanabe (or "the Bird") terrifies all the prisoners with his unexpected outbursts.  Suddenly they have fears that if they do something, the corporal will beat them or even kill them.  This leads to anxiety about everything, which may be how some soldiers who fought in wars end up with PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder).  Those soldiers who have it are scarred and constantly wary.

During World War II, there was a Japanese corporal who was very abusive and would lash out for no reason at all against the Prisoners of War in his camp.  One time, a man mentioned the word "gangway!" to clear his men out of the corporal's way, and was then beaten.  Then Watanabe had a change of heart and apologized, but then changed his mind yet again.  "After Bush went to bed, Watanabe returned and forced him to his knees.  For three hours, Watanabe besieged Bush, kicking him and hacking off his hair with his sword.  He left for two hours, then returned again.  Bush expected to be murdered.  Instead, Watanabe took him to his office, hugged him, and gave him beer and handfuls of candy and cigarettes.  Through tears, he apologized and promised never to mistreat another POW.  His resolution didn't last.  Later that night, he picked up a kendo stick...and ran shrieking into a barracks, clubbing every man he saw" (Hillenbrand, 158).

Fear can control us, but hope can reach past it, even though hope isn't always a good thing (as illustrated in All the King's Horses).  You can't have hope without fear, and you cannot have fear without hope for something better.  When you have fear, you look for hope, but when you have hope, you do not look for fear.  You are still hopeful and do not want to leave.

These emotions can be powerful, but hope and fear can be a choice as well.  They can be instincts, or things that nag at the back of your mind, but they are still powerful.

  

-bookhouse4

Sources

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

A Cave, Luxury, and Justice Today


"And now," I said, "let me show in a figure how far our nature is enlightened: -Behold! human beings living in an underground den, which has a mouth open towards the light and reaching all along the den; here they have been from their childhood, and have their legs and necks chained so that they can not move, and can only see before them, being prevented by the chains from turning round their heads.
"Above and behind them a fire is blazing at a distance, and between the fire and the prisoners there is a raised way; and you will see, if you look, a low wall built along the way, like the screen which marionette players have in front of them, over which they show puppets..." (Plato, Book VII The Republic pg 177)

Here's what that kind of looks like:



Allegory of the Cave: Greatest, most repeated idea ever.  People in cave, looking at shadows that they think are real, then someone comes in and frees someone and shows them the light outside the cave, and then...AAAAAAUUUGGGGHHH I'M BLINDED BY THE TRUTH LIGHT!  SOMEONE HELP ME!!!

That's just my summary of it.  If you really want to know what the 'Allegory of the Cave' is, then go here to see more of what it's about and what I'm going to be talking about (this is to anyone who just happens to stumble upon this blog post).

I think that there is a parallel between the Allegory of the Cave and how our education system works.  The Cave is where we are when we enter school and learn the shadows of things along with everyone else.  We aren't told the whole truth, but we are all given shadows of truth to watch.  When we enter Quest, that all changes.  Suddenly we see things that weren't there before, like the truth behind who Christopher Columbus really was (horrible guy - why does he have his own day?), and what justice truly is (I'll get to this later in this post).  In Quest, we are advanced, and so the world of our knowledge and understanding that we thought was expanding is actually changing from darkness and shadows into light.  We go from knowing shadows of things to seeing the light outside the Cave - sometimes so brightly that it hurts our eyes, our heads, AND challenges our hearts.

It is then that we realize that we were not told everything, and we try to go back into the Cave to bring others out.  Sometimes we just scare and confuse them, but sometimes what we say catches their interest, and they want to understand what we understand.  Then we can bring those people into the light and show them the truth, and they become "Quest", even if they are technically not in the Quest class.

Quest can be the guardians going into the Cave to save others, but we need to approach the others - who are left in the Cave - the right way.  This is difficult, because we often feel the temptation to ridicule and insult and "win" over the other side, which just pushes them away from our point of view and pulls them closer to their shadowy point of view.

The Cave is only one subject that is hard to understand.  The other that I am choosing to talk about is the idea of luxury.  In The Republic, Glaucon dislikes Socrates' state (called the city of pigs), because everyone in it gets the bare essentials and only works for what they need to survive every day.  Glaucon wants the people to have more than enough food and materials so that they can have luxury items like those brought from other states.  Luxury can be good - it can up self esteem and the wealth of the city, but luxury also makes justice really hard because everyone has a different level of luxury.

Not everyone is on the same plain.  Some people have more than the standard, and some have less.  Luxury means that in order to keep fights from breaking out between those with more and those with less, there must be justice to say what is right and wrong.  Luxury without justice is dangerous.

In our society, there must be justice so that we know when someone has overstepped their "place" in society.  Those who are poor cannot become rich by stealing from the greater people, and those who are rich cannot steal from the poor to increase their riches and wealth, because that is unjust and against the law.  Sometimes they cannot even give away their money to help certain causes because the causes are unjust, or people say "why are you giving money to that cause when you could be helping this cause?" or something like that.

Justice brings the possibility of bad justice to come about, though, which adds another layer of complexity to the already-complex idea of justice.

What more people need to understand is this: justice is impossible.  No one can be truly just.  It's just too hard to be "just", and when you are, you do not live a happy life.  You cannot have perfect justice - ever.  People will always be faced with hard decisions (people who are supposed to be 'just'), and they will never be able to make the perfect decision that is completely just and that every person will accept.  Even if we did retaliate every time there was a murder of someone of another race, we have to understand that justice will never be fully served.  Leaders cannot please everyone.  Not everyone will always be happy with decisions, but it is (sometimes) impossible to change those decisions.  We can protest, but if the government and their "justice" doesn't agree with what you are doing, then you will have to live with their decision.  They may even label YOU "unjust", but there is nothing you can do.

Justice can never be perfect.  That is what people need to understand so that the world can be a better place.

-bookhouse4

Sources:
  • The Republic  by Plato
  • Class discussions
  • Something that I'm currently blanking on - sorry