Wednesday, November 21, 2012

conservative conservation?



As signs of the biblical end of days scenario appear to increase in the form of earthquakes, hurricanes, fires, droughts and melting ice-caps there are also signs of a public awakening to planetary change. The old man has also recently heard a few decibels more from the voices of those who could be converted to Small is Beautiful economics.  Media attention to the global warming problem and the extent of human responsibility has been particularly acute since the devastation of Hurricane Sandy in New York and New Jersey in the States.
Within that period I have noticed a number of national television broadcasts, mostly on PBS, dealing with the phenomena. Further:
·       A Republican mayor of New York City publicly supported Democrat Barack Obama for the presidency because he recognized the dangers of global warming;
·       Opinion polls indicated a much larger percentage of the general public now believed that global warming was real, though most still denied human causation and carbon emissions for its recent rapid increase;
·       More frequent news reports on environmental protests such as the Occupy Wall Street movement and anti-capitalist and oil company greed and corruption antagonism included numerous book reviews and films on near midnight end of world events, such as a technology filled remake of the 1951 sci-fi film The Day the Earth Stood Still and long discussions about the human causes of prairie erosion and the showing of the eight hour long Ken Burns film about the prairie dust bowl of the thirties.
Among such reviews I was particularly impressed with an hour long Bill Moyers and Company program broadcast on the Seattle PBS channel November 18 last, titled Hurricanes, Capitalism and Democracy. In that program he talked at length with attractive young Canadian journalist, Naomi Klein. She sounded most rational and amazingly articulate but she was obviously married to one anti-big capital and global conspiracies line of attack to stem global warming and the striking economic imbalance between the rich and the poor. She did respond to some of her critics by saying she was not against capitalism but favoured a type of decentralized capitalism. I found that suggestion congenial with my own early thoughts against “bigness”, against the constant need for more, against the need for instant gratification and communications and my later interest in Small is Beautiful economics. You may view the entire PBS program by clicking on the Hurricanes, Capitalism and Democracy program of November 18, 2012 on billmoyers.com .
Though I spent most of my life on the fringes of big business and have personally benefited from the growth syndrome through periodic inflation if nothing else, I have been opposed to the notion that “bigger is better” and have attempted to give effect to that idea in my own undertakings. That may stem from my roots and traditions in a rather closed religious community. I did not find its separateness or its religious strictures congenial, but although its members generally assisted individuals in extreme exigencies of need, individuals competed with each other and were responsible for their own welfare and the sustainability of their holdings and their debts. The world was not that much with us in the twenties and thirties when I was a child. The enticements of affluence that constantly assail everyone now in an orgy of consumerism through radio, television and the Internet to distract us and make us dissatisfied with our lot, did not affect us then.
You may have noticed that my title for this issue of the Post is a small “c” conservative conservation? The term stems from a job I accepted in my last year in law school to avoid further delays in earning a living and starting a family. One of my older classmates said, “If you go to work for Imperial Oil you’ll have to eat, drink, live and breathe the company.” He was right and the company expected total and exclusive loyalty and constantly advertised to the public and expected its employees to believe and preach its creed that it was a gracious corporate citizen. In turn it nurtured its employees like a mother nurtures its young and from May 1952 I experienced the joys of “bigness” and suckled at the breast of Mother Esso for seven years before I was weaned.
Through the rest of the fifties I drank of the milk of plenty to develop the muscle of ambition and competition, prod my lethargy, develop right thinking (I plumped for Diefenbaker in the “follow John” federal election of the fifties) and learned the power of the cheque book, the sanctity of contract and the prospect of unlimited resources.
Resources, I learned, rewarded as a matter of right and justice individuals and companies willing to risk all to exploit them. Conservation in those years had very little to do with leaving resources to the environment. Conservation, to exploiters and government regulators (including those of socialist Saskatchewan) alike meant the task of complete recovery and utilization of resources. The environmental movement had not yet made a splash and the word ecology was unknown to me. I resigned on March 23, 1959, stating my reason in part as “I have come to the conclusion that in a small law practice I can contribute more to the community, my family and to myself, than I can as Division Landman or an even better position for Imperial.” I had to clean out my desk and leave the premises within the hour.
Back in the Fraser Valley, I joined a firm started in the early twenties. It had changed but little when I joined but the changing sixties moved in with me. A populist western conservative political group brought the growth syndrome to British Columbia in the fifties. The province became a hive of interference with nature when highway construction, river damming and international power grid development as well as oil and gas pipeline construction became the order of the day. Power of both capital and labour became centralized in the capital so that local community independence and self-sufficiency were hard to maintain.  On boards and councils I kept arguing for community consolidation and to halt the one size fits all trends but eventually the same expansion-growth trend found its way into my small partnership. Having developed debilitating diabetes and strained relationships I left the firm to its expansion and abandoned my partner of 14 years to start a solo firm a few miles away, intent on proving that remaining small was still possible.  Through this period I contributed to my service club by editing the twice monthly newsletter. My editorial comment in a fall 1974 issue illustrates my contrarian thoughts about both today’s all-engulfing technological consumerism as well as the environment:
Our luncheon speaker last week was erudite and enlightening on the wonders of cash-less banking and other technological marvels. I did consider his subject matter and the reaction of Rotarians to the scientific wonders he revealed worthy of comment and perhaps a little disturbing. It seems that Rotarians can hardly wait for the twin goblins of coaxial cable and computer to shower their many benefits upon us. Take heed then of the words of John Ruskin written in the youth of the Industrial Revolution:
There was a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell once upon a time, divine as the vale of Tempe; you might have seen the gods there morning and evening—Apollo and all the sweet Muses of the Light—walking in fair procession on the lawns of it and to and fro among the crags. YOU cared neither for gods nor grass, but for cash; you thought you could get it by what the Times calls “Railroad Enterprise. You enterprised a railroad through the valley—you blasted its rocks away, heaped thousands of tons of shale into its lovely stream. The valley is gone and the gods with it; and now every fool in Buxton can be in Bakewell in half an hour, and every fool in Bakewell at Buxton; which you think a lucrative process of exchange—you fools everywhere.
All these many years later the definition of my titled conservative conservation adopted by governments of all stripes and the capital developers has not changed since the old man’s Mother Esso days described above. I suggest that whether right, centre or left, and whatever the talk of environmental protection and carbon limits, the results are still the same, especially in Canada and the States.
The record of the Harper government in Canada, appears particularly disappointing and contradictory in its northern policy. It sends armed forces and scientific vessels into the Arctic to claim national jurisdiction over large areas of the continental shelf. One would hope that information would be used for protection of the area and its flora and fauna. Yet the concentration seems to be in exploiting the resources made accessible by the receding ice in competition with the Asian, European, and Alaskan adjacent areas. At the same time in attempts to promote economic advantage from fossil fuel production, our government considers selling large interests to a Chinese government owned corporation to increase foreign control of “our” resources.
The Alberta and Canada policy on tar sands production seems a special insanity to the old man. By using all the latest technology the oil conglomerates are now mining and producing a sort of petroleum sludge that will travel through pipelines. They despoil and deplete already limited fresh water in the process, which uses nearly as much energy to produce as it creates in sludge form. In order to make a deal with China for the energy it would provide to them, a trans-mountain pipeline to the west coast near Kitimat is in the offing. All governments believe it essential and our BC premier simply objects because she wants BC to have a piece of Alberta’s revenue from the sludge that flows through the province. In spite of all the advertised (paid for by the taxpayer) double piping and tanker hulls, I believe it is an inevitable environmental disaster of unprecedented proportions in the making.
In the States, in spite of Obama’s fine rhetoric on developing renewable energy sources, he is still backing all sorts of fossil fuel development as well. He too is a captive of the lobbying of the likes of supporters of the tar sands pipeline to Texas, of drilling on federal lands for heavy oil, of coal mining companies, of expanded off-shore drilling and of the T. Boone Pickens shale gas drilling empire. In his first post-election press conference he admitted that no short term political action to limit carbon emissions in any meaningful way was possible. Drill, baby, drill!. There simply are too many people who still claim that carbon is favourable for the environment. After all, trees need it to live. Personally, I don’t blame global warming entirely on human destructiveness of our planet as we may be entering a new inter-glacial period due to some shifting effects in our solar system, but I also believe that all species have contributed to the changes that occurred over millions of years by destroying habitat wherever species multiplied.
The image of the Arctic ice shown at the top of this issue was copied from Dr. Jeff Masters wunderblog, where it is credited to the US National Snow and Ice Data Center. Readers may be interested in reading some of the information in that blog, available at www:wunderground.com/blog/JeffMasters .
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Tuesday, November 6, 2012

The Few and the Many



Beware of one of the Few for he has seen heaven and become as a god. So often history tells us he becomes so resilient, so truly human, he knows he is created in the divine image. Having achieved this self-image of absolute knowledge he must then disperse his Truth to those of the Many who are worthy of him so that they too may follow his path to resilience, even if they die in that effort, as many of those so driven do. So says the old man from his dotage in a faint whisper of response to the wisdom of the good Reverend Dr. Symeon Rodger in his website article, The Many and the Few on August 14, 2012, which you may read at http://globalresiliencesolutions.com/the-many-and-the-few. 
The old man is incapable of such single-minded passion. He never has, could have or desired to achieve the dedication to become a RESILIENT person, who is defined in the Reverend’s article as “someone who is on the way to becoming a true human being, to exploring and living out the full potential of a being created in the divine image. [sic]… a warrior with great courage.
The Few absolutely know the Truth and are so persuasive as Leaders, so strong as Teachers, the passion about the possibilities they see so inflames their souls that “you can’t talk to one of these people about their passion without coming away with some of that flame yourself… if, of course, they think you’re worthy to hear about it.” At least so says the Reverend Dr. Symeon Rodger in his article. To help us recognize the Few (and they are many indeed throughout history) Dr. Rodger describes them as beyond self-interest, principled, demanding brutal honesty and truth and described by the cowards (the many) who surround them as disruptive, “loose cannons”, dangerous and inconvenient. He includes in this number Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King Jr., Nelson Mandela “and many others”. One could add to the “good” side of that ledger such people as the Bhudda, Socrates, Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Mohammed, Joseph Smith, the founder of Mormonism and even ancient Confucius, though he is one of my favourites because  he, like the old man, and perhaps even a little like Mahatma Gandhi, was unsure about the nature of the “divine image”. There could be many more among the Few on the debit side of that ledger who were equally persuaded of their Truth and determined to die for it, including Genghis Khan, Napoleon, Stalin, Hitler, David Koresh, Jim Jones, and Osama bin Laden perhaps, though I doubt any of them would be chosen for Dr. Rodger’s list because they are not “beyond self interest” though they would have denied that.
A closer look at Mahatma Gandhi, the only example Dr. Rodger gives a few extra lines in his article, indicates that Gandhi certainly did not begin as the saint he was considered by most Indians and much of the world after his story became known. He was very slight in stature, very dependant on his parents and wealthy older brother and a devout follower of the Hindu holy books. In his twenties he tried to follow the teachings but could do so only by considering them allegory rather than history and rationally substituting non-violence to suit his belief for the right to kill the Gita taught. When he studied law at the Inner Temple and London University from the age of 18 to age 21 to become an attorney at law he tried very hard to become an English gentleman of fashion on the funding his brother provided for him in London while also looking after Gandhi’s child bride and his children financially in India. Gandhi’s father had been a state prime minister so the claim of no “social standing” in the article cannot be correct because Gandhi seems to have had an open sesame at all social levels in India, England and South Africa. That was so both before and after his voluntary assumption of personal poverty, so the force of his personality is evident, whatever his beginning. Apparently it was while on a case in South Africa at about age 24 that Gandhi had a sort of re-birth when he was thrown off a first class train coach for which he had a valid ticket and refused to move to third class, then sat up all night feeling resentful and sorry for himself. Apparently he spent the next 20 years in Africa fighting legally and politically for the rights of Indians in South Africa to be considered something other than coloured labourers. Those are just a few snippets from the 1950 biography by Louis Fischer, which includes on the back cover Gandhi’s own late in life statement, “People describe me as a saint trying to be a politician but the truth is the other way around.”
In retrospect how well did Gandhi do in his return to the simple life activism of non-violence in his fight for Indian independence? He was shot dead by an assassin on January 30, 1948, a wasted figure of 79, while fasting and conducting his daily public prayer meeting for peace among the warring factions in the divided India his efforts had wrought. He was surrounded by crowds of those who worshiped him as the father of their country. The Mahatma’s followers of the Congress Party, by virtue of his saintliness, effectively became the ruling party of the country and his successor family, cohorts and hangers-on became more political than saintly.
The sub-continent’s divisions persist, have worsened and become ever more violent. Machinery, or technology, which Gandhi decried as tools of the powerful few to ride on the backs of the millions, has become the principle reason for being of India’s millions and their diaspora. The Mahatma’s dreams of non-violence and village simplicity as a country’s way of life have been dashed to disaster in western notions of “Progress” in the so-called global village.
So it has been with nearly all our “good” examples of the Few. Even during their respective lifetimes, including beggarly rabbis like Jesus, the Buddha and Confucius, the Few suffered converts and rivals who tried to replace them or kill them, or varied their simple creeds into complex and rigid belief systems dividing into ever more sects and hierarchies. Thus the work of the Few has proceeded through the millennia to often violently pursue their separate and exclusive destiny in the Land of Infinity.
Christianity is a prime example. The original Jewish group of disciples was totally pre-empted by the Saul of Tarsus who had previously persecuted them after an allegorical conversion on the road to Damascus. As Paul the Apostle he effectively converted the simple message of Jesus, the itinerant rabbi, to a tool of Empire. There has been little peace ever since.
So the old man, with no genetic or self-taught leadership qualities, chooses to remain one of the Many, to seek his own truth in each day, to repent when in error and to defend and publish his choice when called upon in as kind and inoffensive a way as possible without being too much of a coward.
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