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Fences and Neighbors

6/28/2024

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One of the central components in the rise of the modern nation-state across the 17-19C was the idea of territoriality: a demarcated chunk of ground over which each particular nation-state claimed jurisdiction to the exclusion of other claimants. Contributing factors included the decline of feudalism and dynastic claims that had made Europe a hodge-podge of allegiances, the rise of nationalism in which geographically-concentrated groups of ethnically similar folks recognized themselves as the foundation of political power and organization, and—not least—the development of more systematic and precise methods of surveying and mapmaking.

We’ve come some distance from the development of ground-based surveying that enabled governments to comprehend and depict the scope of their country’s territory to the satellite-based precision of the 21C. Still, we shouldn’t conflate precision with accuracy; nor with political realities. Issues about terrains that were inaccessible (at least to Europeans) in the 18/19 C were resolved by the expedient of drawing a straight line on a map in some Chancery in St. Petersburg, London or Berlin. Such lines were drawn for expedience and clarity, a little thought was given to any sense of social or economic  or geographic sensibility; much less to any cultural traditions of the peoples who had lived in those lands for centuries.

We see the remnants of this practice all across the maps of the contemporary world. The end of empire in both Africa (20C) and Latin America (early 19C) brought issues as to how newly independent countries would draw their own lines and claim territory. In the latter case, with a few exceptions, and in the former case (almost completely) the imperial lines were accepted and fixed. Conscious decisions were made to avoid the complexity and conflicts inherent in revisiting those old lines, regardless of the contemporary cost or historical rationales. Thus, the hodge-podge of imperial claims in Africa shows up today in the plethora of small countries with too many straight lines; largely because the British, French, and other Euro powers didn’t sort things out, but merely passed on power to their own local elites. In Latin America, which was nearly all Spanish, it was administrative boundaries originally sanctioned in Iberia in the 16C, that froze the lines we see today.

In sum, in these places, it was a shared decision to forget the past that set the stage for a more stable (even if “inaccurate”) future. Nonetheless, there are still a long list of unresolved border issues on the books today (Wikipedia lists over 150). The underlying principle seems to be that if some predecessor regime (no matter how many centuries ago) once claimed/ruled/occupied a particular chunk of dirt, then the current government maintains that it still should be recognized as including that territory. In some cases, there is an ambiguity in some treaty language; in others, the treaty is criticized as being “unequal” and therefore not binding (as if there ever was a treaty among “equals”). Sometimes, inaccessibility meant that lines specified were inaccurate. The modern world seems increasingly reluctant to accept the traditional model of acquisition of territory by conquest, the basis of a bunch of claims.

Most of these disputed lands are pretty small and quite obscure. You have to wonder why countries continue to bicker. Why does China pick on tiny Bhutan over a few square miles of the Himalaya? Doesn’t Venezuela have something better to do than bluster over a (larger) chunk of Guyana? Often the answer is that a nice foreign “enemy” makes for rousing nationalistic politics, ripe for exploitation in terms of domestic insecurity or as a make-weight in an international dispute on some other issue.

Unfortunately, things sometime spiral out of control and actual military conflict results. People die because of disputes over our modern remnants of national “honor”: the Falklands War in the 1980s was one example, a series of “low-level” fights between China and India since the 1960s is another.

Fortunately, most of the time, these disputes are put on the back shelf and the local folks “make-do.” No one expects a confrontation between the US and Haiti over Navassa, a small, uninhabited island south of Cuba. Nor will Italy and France start shooting over the precise demarcation of their border on Mont Blanc. On the other hand, Russia claims some (all?) of Ukraine, and places such as Kashmir (India and Pakistan), Jerusalem (Israel, Jordan, and Palestine), and much of the South China Sea (China, Vietnam, Indonesia, Malaysia, Philippines)  remain live and dangerous disputes.

More fundamentally, the very idea of territoriality as the premise of a governance regime/state is coming under increased pressure. New diasporas—caused by wars or climate change—are putting larger, reasonably coherent populations in new places, with the potential for dispute or new forms of shared power structures. Global integration, particularly through telecommunications /internet capabilities, means that link between land and jurisdiction mean much less than a century ago.

In the 19C, Ernst Renan noted that modern national sensibilities were formed by a shared agreement to forget past disputes. Where this doesn’t occur (Catalonia, Scotland, South Sudan, Taiwan) various degrees of trouble continue to brew. The same is true of international boundaries. For all of the challenges which Africa has faced since decolonization, things would likely have been much worse if extensive international boundary disputes had led to wars, destruction, and distraction.

So, even if fictitious, the acceptance of the status quo; consigning the past to the past is likely the better course. China would gain a great deal of diplomatic prestige by renouncing a bunch of claims to bits of snowy mountains or piles of rock in the South China Sea that had minimal social or economic value. The majority of the global list of open issues could be similarly resolved and attention and effort put to more pressing issues. But “planting the flag” remains a powerful symbol of national glory. It’s another way in which we are trapped by the past.

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Tapestry

6/21/2024

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One of the best and most important albums of my youth was Carole King’s Tapestry (1971). The title song (not nearly the best on a collection that included: “I feel the earth move,” “It’s too late,” “You’ve got a friend,” and “Will you love me tomorrow?”) speaks in general terms of the complexity of life and connections and intersections it comprises.

I was recently reviewing (and cleaning out) my contacts file on my computer, recalling the periods and events in which the various folks listed there came into my life. Many dropped in for one particular reason or project and vanished (most of those got dropped from the contacts file); they are just little pips of thread. Some, for reasons that often pass understanding, still resonate with me, even if their thread in my tapestry was brief (they got kept in the list). Quite a few from pre-internet days are rich lines, even if they don’t show up in my contacts file. Some threads are long and narrow, a few are long and thick (some are short and thick) . There’s a whole section of cloth filled with overlapping fabrics of family members. Different colors and textures show the presence of school and work groups. Some threads appear for a while, vanish, and then show up again in another section of the cloth.

I imagine that my thread shows up in all these ways in their tapestries too.

My life is filled with (is comprised of?) all these interactions; the vast majority of which were transient and unmemorable. These people (who never made it into my contacts list) provided services, or were colleagues in work, students, clients, or neighbors. Their appearance was so short that they can’t really be seen individually; they only show up as a different weave or general color trend in one section.

It’s a strange and moving way to envision a life. “Whatever happened to Jimmy, my best buddy from elementary sixty years ago? Or that girl I dated when I moved to Washington in 1980? Etc. etc. etc.

I distinctly remember a time (I’m sure I was in single digits) when I realized that I actually knew a full hundred people. That realization wasn’t about accomplishment or hitting a milestone; it was a change in my understanding of the world: it was stunning to me that a person could know so many other people and that I could be such a person. A decade later I’m sure I passed a thousand; and now it’s over 10,000, but by then such a range wasn’t so remarkable and wasn’t marked at the time.

What if my tapestry could be an event? A retrospective collection of the lives that have intersected mine? A souped-up version of that old TV show “This Is Your Life”  (1952-61 and various follow-ons) in which all the bit roles, supporting actors, and stars of the “Steve Harris Show” all came together. I don’t envision it so much as a party (or a podcast); rather as a way to see how I have fit into the broadest tapestry of the world: a high school classmate who sells gemstones in Bangkok, a girl on whom I had a crush at 13 becoming a medical researcher, my secretary at PacBell, now retired, who lives quietly in Walnut Creek.

It's strange and moving to realize that the nature of a lifetime is the compilation of all these interactions; that the billions of people in the world all have the same type of connections (and that all of us interconnect in unimaginable ways). “Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon” on steroids, an Ancestry.com matrix that goes beyond genetics to social contacts. My tapestry—with all its different colors, fabrics, and textures—is interlocked with those of all these other folks (and their connections…and theirs…). The ultimate multi-dimensionality is mind-boggling: to think about how the 100 billion people who have lived are connected to each other (and to me). It’s a fine antidote to statistical thinking and grand collective nouns like “the human race.”

Of course, just sticking with my direct contacts, and even with all the tools at our disposal these days, we don’t have the means to find and contact and interview all these folks (although it could be an interesting AI application/business opportunity), nor do I have the time to relive my life (some sort of autobiographical version of Borges’ imperial map that was drawn at a 1:1 scale), much less more than scratch the surface with all these other lives in play. It’s all I can do to imagine it all and explore just a few lines: track a few folks down on the internet, find their websites or public listing info: the guy who was with me on Safety Patrol during elementary school is a pro bono lawyer in Anchorage. Another guy I knew a bit from Junior High in Royal Oak, MI is an orthopedic doc two miles away from my house here in SF. I could (literally) go on and on; but we only get one life and we can’t live it just doing self-history.



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The Struggle of the 20C

6/15/2024

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Recently (051024), I wrote about WWII’s Battle of Stalingrad and hinted at a broader interest in the “cultural and epistemological effects” of the three world wars of the 20C. By request (JSS), here’s an expansion in that direction.

As a preliminary matter, the conception of the 20C being dominated by the struggle between communism, fascism, and liberal democratic capitalism as manifested in WWI, WWII, and the Cold War, I take from Phillip Bobbit’s “Shield of Achilles.” The upshot was the demise of the former two and the “triumph” of the latter.  

The First War was an overdetermined grasping at survival on the part of four empires (Germany, Austria-Hungary, Russia, and Turkey) whose post-war dismemberment demonstrated the failure of their attempts to hold off various aspects of modernity. The Versailles Settlement showed that the Allies didn’t really understand modernity very well either which, in combination with an antiquated and self-serving view of economics (i.e., the Great Depression), cleared the way for Hitler/Mussolini/Tojo to again overreach themselves and be crushed in WWII by the US and the Soviets with redoubtable support from the fading British Empire. Then, as Toqueville predicted in 1835, the globe became dominated by the US and the Soviet Union who kept global “hot” wars to a minimum for 45 years until the contradictions of capitalism (which Marx described) proved much less problematic than the contradictions of communism, leading to the collapse of the Soviet Empire and the end of what Hobsbawm called the “short 20th century.” [Whew! Catch your breath.]

Of the myriad riffs I could take from this abruptly condensed history, I will focus on two points here.

First, WWI drove Europe off the cliff. Europeans (especially elites) were exhausted (fiscally, physically, and emotionally) by the War and their robust formal global empires became increasingly creaky. More fundamentally, their worldview of progress disintegrated. The romance of technology and power and culture and their sense of embodying the pinnacle of human “civilization” was eviscerated by the brutality of the War, the pointless deaths and dismemberments, and the realization of the fragility of what they had wrought.

The term “shell-shocked” (what we now refer to as PTSD) arose in WWI to describe the psychological impact of the noise and physical brutality of the war on ordinary soldiers. But it also applies at the societal level and its effects can be seen as late as the 1930s where British and French political leaders rationalized their way to accommodation with Herr Hitler since the prospect of another war—with all its resonances and fear echoing from the trenches in Flanders twenty years earlier—was, in an important sense, not comprehensible. Hitler manipulated their desperation for peace to his (temporary) advantage.

The undermining of European self-confidence also echoed globally. Britain and France in particular, leveraged their empires for manpower, commodities, and financial support in defense of freedom.” But the War laid bare the drain (financial and psychological) on imperial governments and heightened colonial awareness of being used for imperial purposes. The Allies propaganda about fighting for “freedom” rang especially hollow for the many millions who had little prospect of political self-determination themselves. Finally, the barbarity of the War in Europe (there was little fighting elsewhere despite the “World” War moniker) wholly eviscerated European claims to cultural superiority as the basis for their “civilizing mission” to uplift the benighted peoples of Asia/Africa. This same trope was essentially reiterated after WWII, this time to effect as first, India, then the rest of the British, French, Dutch, etc. empires were rolled back.

Second, WWII itself was a rare to unique situation in that it was easily cast in stark Manichean terms: evil fascist bad guys vs. resolute forces of liberty. This was due to the manifest crimes in which all of the Axis powers engaged compounded by a propaganda effort by the “good guys” that was much more effective and widespread than previous efforts. Prior wars (other than the European wars of religion (16-17C)) were not so much put into a good/evil context (however much the Brits liked to denounce “Boney” (as Napoleon was called) in the early 19C). Dynastic wars, imperial wars, civil wars were usually seen as power struggles, without much ideological or moral baggage; WW I & II were different.

In the First War, there were a fair number of efforts to paint a picture of the evil “Hun,” and the attack on Belgium was regularly described as a “rape,” but for all that Kaiser Bill was portrayed as a “bad guy,” he wasn’t in the same league evil-wise as his German successor. Wilsonian invocations of the War as a crusade for democracy were another means of modernizing the overall characterization of the War. All of which was ‘doubled-down’ in WWII, with the additional angle of racist stereotypes vis-à-vis the Japanese. A variety of Axis crimes—war crimes, crimes against humanity—made it easy for us to dichotomize the world (our own war crimes (esp. by the USSR)), notwithstanding.

This frame of reference was easily adapted to the “Cold War,” which was drenched in ideology and existential animosity and carried through the bulk of the 20C, amplified by the brooding omnipresence of nuclear annihilation. Even Nixon/Kissinger, practitioners of realpolitik, were only running the show because RMN had spent decades honing an anti-communist stance.  The collapse of the Soviet Union eliminated our designated target and the US was left without a convenient bogeyman until 9/11.

Looking across the 20C, we can see the rise of democracies and the concomitant need to mobilize popular support amid “total” war, changed the language, methods, and purpose of portraying one’s opponent.  Diplomatic subtleties and shadings (and opportunities for future reconciliations) couldn’t cut it in the noise of popular discourse. In a democratic world, war had to be characterized as being about freedom, regardless of the interests/benefits to elites and the deep national interests that underlay statesmen’s assessments of international relations.

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Cleaning Up

6/7/2024

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“Clean up after yourself!” – few phrases are more firmly embedded in my memory of childhood than this admonition from my mom. She came by it honestly, of course. Her mother Edythe, was always (so it seemed) a stickler for propriety and neatness. We were not suffered to leave clothes around our bedrooms, toys around the family room, dirty dishes, etc. etc. At least that’s the memory that I have constructed in the decades since. At summer camp, making the bed, sweeping the cabin, and policing the grounds of litter were all parts of the daily regimen. The distance from history to mythology is never far and nowhere closer than in the events and relationships of early childhood.

It might be suggested, looking at my life since those years in suburban Detroit six decades or so ago, that I have well and truly incorporated this neatness sensibility. Indeed, it might be suggested (and actually has been!) that I have often honed this sensibility into a fetish or compulsion. My wife, who has been on the receiving end of my insistence more than anyone else, has often urged me in such circumstances to “Get a life!” or similar sentiments and she has (at least part of) a good point.

My concern with order extends well beyond the physical condition of our house and other places where I spend time; nor is it entirely physical, my computer is tidy, with stacked and nested files and folders so that there are only three top-line folders on my desktop. The substance of my life (at least selected portions thereof) gets similar treatment: checkbooks are balanced regularly and calendars are populated with reminders. My history and scifi books are each alphabetized by author. I delight in getting the grocery shopping stowed promptly. Ditto for unpacking after a trip. There is no clutter on my bathroom counter. I could go on, but you get the idea.

I remember back in college, accounting, order, and control were tools I used to cope with my vast uncertainty and insecurity. I may have had no idea what was actually happening in my life, but damned if I couldn’t keep track of precisely how much I was spending on food, beer, books, etc. I was constructing a highly artificial island of order; a tiny corner where I could be sure I knew what was happening. It was a site of solace and calm and (nominal) psychological safety and, as I look back, a hint as to the stridency with which I still sometimes cling to the image of neatness/cleanliness/order. If I can’t bring order to my universe (see my comments from 050324 about entropy), at least I can bring the appearance of order. It’s a way to fight off death (the ultimate dis-order from a personal perspective).

Even as I recognize that I may carry this approach to life to an extreme, I can still respect the core sentiment. As my wife has noted, better a neat-nik than a slob.

I similarly enjoy planning: trips around the world or weekend errands, dinner party menus/cooking schedules, stacks of upcoming books to be read. It’s the same motivation, just future oriented. I am fully aware that the only thing we know about any plan is that life will unfold differently, but the sense of coherence gives me comfort nonetheless. After all, whether due to serendipity or SNAFU, contingency is just an opportunity to develop a new plan!

Speaking of planning, the ultimate planning…for the “post-mortem” period… is increasingly in mind as my body works less-and-less well. I spent a bunch of time a few years ago writing out a pretty extensive document (called “contingency”) which includes lists of things, accounts, assets, and ‘to-do’s’ for whoever is around for the final “clean-up.” I’m pretty proud of it, actually. It’s a gift to those who will be giving me a gift when I’m not there to thank them. But even before that sentiment; I am motivated by a  sense that it’s “my stuff” and I should be the one to clean it up (as much as possible).

I am sure that my approach to environment/climate issues –while well-grounded in fear and science—also finds some roots in this deep personality trait. The line from not littering to using less water and fossil fuels to planting trees to “clean up” carbon is a short one. It’s an interesting intersection of personal psychology and global impact. As I have noted elsewhere, externalizing nature and ignoring those costs has been a hallmark of capitalism and modernity’s fixation on human power/domination. The legacy of my (and prior) generations on the world of the late 21C will likely be seen as highly problematic in many ways.

Tidying up the distortions and detritus of the “Anthropocene” era will require lots of people over decades. This time it’s Mother Nature saying to all of us: “it’s time to clean up your room.” Shirley and Edythe would be proud.

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