By Beryl Wajsman
Wednesday, January 18, 2006In the relations between governors and governed there comes a time when every act of the authorities exasperates the people, and every refusal to act excites their contempt."
~John Reed, "Ten Days That Shook the World
During these last days of the election campaign when we are overwhelmed with all things political and particular, we would do well to pause and reflect on the solemn and universal backdrop of time against which this campaign is unfolding to its end.
We are in the midst of a 10-day period that should rend our souls asunder with searing intensity and pierce our hearts with rape-like violation. a period that begins with a date held sacred to all those of conscience who engage in the struggle for mankind's transcendent yearning for redemptive change. a period that ends with a date that challenges us to fulfill that struggle as we bear witness to mankind's debased desertion of any of its noble aspirations.
This past Sunday, January 15th, would have been the 77th birthday of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Today, January 17th, is the 61st anniversary of the disappearance of Raoul Wallenberg. January 27th will mark the 61st anniversary of the liberation of auschwitz. and for the first time in its history the United Nations, at whose entrance are carved the words of Isaiah that, "Swords shall be beaten into plowshares and nation shall not make war against nation anymore," will finally officially commemorate the Holocaust. astonishingly, this is the first commemoration in the U.N.'s history.
The contrasts are telling, and their lessons are our last best hope for our own humanity. Wallenberg and King personified the prophecy that the day will come when "Justice shall roll down like waters and righteousness as a mighty stream..." Without fidelity to that goal, we will be left with little more than a future of Ezekiel's vision of a valley of dry bones, forever parched by the horrors of auschwitz, making this world brittle and arid and stench-filled.
During these days, the heavens themselves seem to challenge us to rage.
all these sad dates stand as confirmation of the low limitations of the era in which we still live. an era characterized by the failure of faith, the retreat of reason and the humiliation of hope. an era that, with rare exceptions, has been permeated with the odious odours of justice compromised by timidity, honour cheapened through expediency and promise mortgaged to avarice.
For the litmus test of mankind's civility is not how we treat those who are many, or agreeable, or privileged, or quiescent. But how we treat those who are few, and different, and alienated, and stubborn. The world is still failing that test.
The possibilities of greatness and generosity are constantly compromised by an ungracious modernity and a suffocating self-absorption filled with false pieties as excuses for inaction. Little resolve abounds to remedy the malignancies of hate, jealousy and greed with the compass of compassionate conscience and the courage of character to protect right from wrong. Frivolous squabblings that are nothing more than promotions of petty self-interests overwhelm what King called the, "...fierce urgency of now..."
The fierce urgency to bring to an end the spectacular and frequent failures of man. For in the dead of night we will forever be haunted by those failures as the thin, humid rivulets of sweat crawl over us like vermin.
Haunted by the mounds of ashes that once were one and half million smiling children playing in the streets of "civilized" Europe. Haunted by the bloated bodies floating in the Yangtze of Mao's China. Haunted by the corpses frozen in the wastes of Stalin's Gulag. Haunted by the betrayals of the free peoples of Hungary and Czechoslovakia. Haunted by the deaths of Freedom Riders in the american South. Haunted by the killing fields of Vietnam and Cambodia. Haunted by the bodies rotting in the jungles of Rwanda and in the fetid marshes of the Balkans.
as we face today's dire challenges we must all become Wallenbergs and Kings. Ready to assume individual responsibility. Each drawing strength from the sure knowledge that one person can make a difference. That we have a responsibility to follow Gandhi's counsel and act quickly to arrest, "...the evil that staggers drunkenly from wrong to wrong in order to preserve its own immortality..."
For today, as before, the consequence of failure will be dire. Dire to the billions living in grinding poverty in a world of abundance. Dire to the devastated of Darfur which many governments including, sadly, our own, refuse to call genocide even after all our demonstrations and petitions. Dire to the enslaved tens of millions in asia living under oppressive regimes providing cheap labor for Faustian alliances of state and industrial interests. Dire to the tens of millions dying of aIDs and famine in africa watched by an apathetic and avaricious world that still cares less about the content of a man's character than about the color of his skin.
Laurier once said that Canada answers to a higher destiny. That destiny, and our national identity, was not forged from the compromises of public trust bred behind the closed doors of Parliamentary committees and corporate boardrooms. Nor by the prejudices of social orthodoxy that dominate focus groups.
This nation's progress has always been predicated on a resolve to assure the survival of liberty over tyranny and the success of universality over particularity. It was our proudest boast.
Yet for too long, these past few decades, we have been ambivalent and apathetic toward the insolence and inaction of authority. We have perpetuated sins of silence with voices too often mute when confronted with the evils that men do. Wrapping ourselves in cloaks of charity will not absolve us of our complicity in impotent acquiescence to the daily torrent
of state-sponsored deceptions and institutional betrayals.
We seem to react when it costs us nothing in terms of our personal "bottom lines". We readily accept whatever manipulated mages and opinions flood us from television and magazines as reality. We eagerly digest political sound bites as quickly as any fast food. Our surrender has demonstrated nothing less than an abandonment of the possibilities of our own capacities.
Wallenberg, King and the generation of survivors refused to surrender. Their testaments are living ones to this day. Testaments to a world that sees wrongs and tries to right them; sees suffering and tries to heal it, sees injustice and tries to stop it. a world that rejects the cowardice of the fey and feckless that would have us acquiesce in our own self-abnegation.
Canadians never miss an opportunity to tell the world how caring and wonderful we are. In reality all we have done is build up what Churchill called a "...bodyguard of lies..." to protect our smug, self-satisfied, complacency. We like to think of ourselves as global humanitarians. We always claim convincing moral authority, yet we never act with authentic moral legitimacy.
The poet Paul Valéry once wrote that ´La liberté est l'épreuve la plus dure que nous pouvons infliger sur un gens. Savoir comment être libre n'est pas donné à tous les hommes et toutes les nations également. ª Today's Canada has yet to pass this test. We are paralyzed by our lethargic apathy. and the reason we can't shake it, is because we're sitting on it.
If we do not keep faith with the memory and witness of these 10 days; if we ever forget the imperative of redemptive rage; if we stop daring to care, then we will have betrayed the visionary hope embodied in the line of the Song of the Partisans that was shared at the mountaintop by all the Wallenbergs and Kings; the Mandelas and Kennedys; the Scharanskys and Walesas; that "Kumen vet nokh undzer oysgebenkte sho - Upon us yet will dawn the day we hold so dear". and when the false prophets cry "Peace! Peace!" there will be none left to shout back "There is no peace!" and then we will have nothing more than the poignant plea of the ancient prayer, "...bakshi rahamim allai...heaven have mercy on us..." to comfort us as we struggle with our own redemption.
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