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Maybe half a million dead, half a country â€” 10 million people â€” displaced from their homes, jettisoned onto the mercy of the world.
Welcome to war. Welcome to Syria.
The dogs growl, the pepper spray bites, the bulldozers tear up the soil.
â€śWater is life!â€ť they cry. â€śWater is life!â€ť
This isnâ€™t Flint, Michigan, but I feel the presence of its suffering in this cry of outrage at the Standing Rock Reservation in North Dakota. No more, no more. You will not poison our water or continue ravaging Planet Earth: mocking its sacredness, destroying its eco-diversity, reshaping and slowly killing it for profit.
The paradox of democracy is that it depends on the integrity of those who have the most to lose if an election goes the wrong way â€” you know, the people in power.
Thatâ€™s a particularly thorny dilemma when the â€śfourth estateâ€ť â€” the speakers of truth to power, the publicâ€™s counterforce against political hackdom â€” are basically corporate wimps who view their job as the voice of public relations for the status quo, the defenders of our conventional beliefs, e.g., that Godâ€™s in his heaven and America is the worldâ€™s oldest, greatest, most secure democracy.
â€śHowever these debates will unfold, the Anthropocene represents a new phase in the history of both humankind and of the Earth, when natural forces and human forces became intertwined, so that the fate of one determines the fate of the other. Geologically, this is a remarkable episode in the history of this planet.â€ť
This is a little too big to simply call â€śnews.â€ť Indeed, I canâ€™t move beyond these words â€” especially that heart-stopper, â€śintertwinedâ€ť â€” until Iâ€™m able to summon sufficient inner quiet and humility. Geologically, the paradigm has already shifted. How about spiritually?
By Robert C. Koehler Heâ€™d left the water running, flooding neighborsâ€™ apartments. Heâ€™d been running around outside naked. By the time police arrived, he was standing in the window of his fourth-floor apartment on Farwell Avenue â€” a few blocks from where I live in the diverse, unpredictable Chicago neighborhood called Rogers Park â€” threatening […]
Itâ€™s the smallest thing in the world. Does the tennis ball land inside the line or outside? But somehow, as I watched this 60-second YouTube clip of an Australian tennis match last January, and heard an explosion of joyous approval surge from the crowd, I could feel the planet shift.
Or at least it seemed that way for an instant.
Donald Trump is a reckless fool. But the U.S. defense establishment is M.A.D.
And herein lies one of the darker problems with the Trump candidacy, and the reason why so many establishment conservatives are awkwardly distancing themselves from Americaâ€™s leading narcissist â€” if not running screaming into the night in fear for their lives (and everyone elseâ€™s).
What would it take to cause Hillary Clinton to distance herself from the newly launched bombing campaign in Libya? Or call for a congressional debate on it? Or suggest the obvious: that the war on terror isnâ€™t working?
Of course it wonâ€™t happen. But the fact that it sounds so absurd â€” almost as fanciful as the notion of movie characters stepping off the screen into real life â€” indicates how illusory, how unglued from reality, American democracy is at the presidential level. Itâ€™s a spectator sport â€” mud wrestling, say â€” doled out to us as entertainment by the media in sound bites and poll numbers.
As I watched â€śunityâ€ť take hold of the Democratic Party this week, the believer in me wanted to imbibe it â€” bottoms up.
Michelle Obama ignited the crowd. â€śThat is the story of this country,â€ť she said. â€śThe story that has brought me to the stage tonight. The story of generations of people who felt the lash of bondage, the shame of servitude, the sting of segregation, who kept on striving, and hoping, and doing what needed to be done.â€ť
In a flash I thought, oh God, the civil war has started.
Then the headlines shifted and, for the moment, â€śnormalcyâ€ť returned. Itâ€™s a Trump-sated normalcy thatâ€™s anything but, of course, and the most recent heavily reported violence (at least as I write these words) â€” the murder of three police officers in Baton Rouge â€” blends into the endlessly simmering turmoil known as the United States of America.