A Canticle For
Humanism
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By
applying reason and logic to events both contemporary and
throughout history, I began to feel like I could see the history
of the future. |
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By
Debby Long |
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“Beware! The
time of the most contemptible human is coming, the one who can
no longer have contempt for himself. Behold! I show you the last
human being.” Thus Spoke Zarathustra: A Book for All and None,
Friedrich Nietzsche, 1885
When I was 18, a psychologist told me that there was nothing
wrong with me that a good education couldn’t fix. He had been
born in Latvia to a wealthy and highly educated family, but when
the Nazis rose to power, first his family’s substantial art
collection was seized, and then he was sent to the Buchenwald
concentration camp near Weimar, Germany. In Buchenwald, he met
his wife, and after the US Army liberated Buchenwald in April of
1945, together, they emigrated to Israel, and then to America.
When I had arrived at the door of my beloved psychotherapist and
teacher - this former Buchenwald prisoner - he unceremoniously
told me that I was an intellectual Neanderthal, and then he
proceeded to introduce me to the European intellectual movement
known as the Enlightenment. I knew at that moment that I was the
luckiest teenager in the world.
We spoke about Locke, Berkeley, and Hume, luminaries of the
British Enlightenment, and he explained his own personal
worldview, or as he described it - his philosophy of life -
which had been shaped by a deep understanding of the humanistic
psychology of The Enlightenment. It was the same worldview that
shaped the thinking of our own Founding Fathers and the ideas
that became enshrined in America’s Constitution.
We spoke about his understanding of point of view and Plato’s,
“Allegory of the Cave” - where Plato depicts people chained in a
cave facing a blank wall for their entire lives. A fire at the
mouth of the cave creates shadows on the blank wall that the
people, lacking experience outside of the cave, interpret as
reality. And we spoke of how humans, lacking any sense of
self-actualization – any concept of introspection, any
curiosity, any intellectual independence – create their own
simulacrum of reality, an incomplete rendering of existence that
becomes frozen in time.
These are the same simulacra that we see unfolding before our
eyes, as right-wing terrorists assault our democracy – our
civilization. We watch in horror as right-wing politicians
refuse to recognize a global pandemic that is ravaging the
world. And it is their ossified worldview that now steers
America toward a renunciation of Enlightenment values.
At Buchenwald, my psychologist must have been familiar with the
famous oak tree that stood in the commons at Buchenwald, the
tree that was believed to be the oak tree under which Goethe
wrote Faust in 1808.
In Buchenwald, only 131 years later, this same oak tree still
stood, but instead of providing shade for a philosopher
contemplating ethics, knowledge, and the meaning of a fulfilled
life, it now was used by the Nazis to torture, maim, and hang
prisoners at Buchenwald, as the other prisoners looked on in
terror. The Nazis had made their own Faustian Bargain with
Hitler - and the prisoners at Buchenwald chose to ironically
name the old oak tree under which Goethe wrote Faust: “Goethe’s
Oak”. During the Allied bombing in 1944, Goethe’s Oak was
reduced to a stump, a stump that remains today as part of the
Buchenwald memorial.
As I matured, I began to understand how the humanism that began
in the Renaissance led to The European Enlightenment and how it
could illuminate the dark places where human frailty flourished.
By applying reason and logic to events both contemporary and
throughout history, I began to feel like I could see the history
of the future.
Stephen Pinker, a professor of psychology at Harvard University,
and the author of 12 books, remarked in an interview when asked
if he is too optimistic about the fate of human society:
“Certainly, if anyone were to propose that things will get
better no matter what we do, there would undoubtedly be a moral
hazard in that. I think the greater moral hazard is in excessive
pessimism or cynicism. It can lead to fatalism—the sense that
humanity is screwed no matter what we do, so we may as well just
enjoy ourselves now, not have children, and so on. And [it can
lead] to radicalism—the idea that society is so corrupt,
degenerate, and duped that anything would be better, so we
should destroy our institutions in the hope that whatever would
replace it is bound to be better. Burn the empire to the ground
and hope that something better will rise out of the ashes! That
is a dangerous belief. It’s what led to Nazism in Germany in the
Weimar era. It is a moral hazard that we should strive to
avoid.”
Mitch McConnell is one of Plato’s cave dwellers, and his
worldview is leading us to the moral hazard that Pinker warns we
should strive to avoid. The Republican Party is entirely
comprised of cave dwellers - cave dwellers who know nothing, are
undereducated, and not morally fit to lead. And its leading
patron, Koch Industries, has carved this cave in which our
Republican Party resides out of the earth that they are intent
on destroying. Republicans, to a person, are leading us to a
dystopian future where man no longer creates, no longer thinks,
no longer is able to act independently. It is a future of
chronic pestilence, unremediated by craven politicians, where
man’s ability to act is subsumed by his overarching desire for
comfort. They are collectively the incomplete humans who destroy
the world in Mary Shelley’s dystopian 1826 novel, “The Last
Man”. She writes: “…Behold the history of the Last Man” - as the
last 4 survivors of the global plague that has ravaged earth,
view their future from a glacial mountaintop.
In Greek Mythology, the Cumaean Sibyl was a prophetess who, when
asked to foretell one’s future, wrote her predictions upon
golden leaves and placed them outside at the mouth of her cave.
If the supplicant failed to return once the leaves had been
placed, her prophesies blew away on the wind.
So soon after WWII, we find ourselves, as a nation, struggling
to find the Sibyl’s golden leaves that have scattered on the
wind. But if we fail this time, there will be no Last Man; there
will only be the cynicism that led to death and destruction. We
will have lost too much, and no one will be left to reverse the
chaos. No one will be left to tell us the future of our own
history. |
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Image:
The Cumaean Sibyl, Domenichino, 1581-1641 |
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