Sunday, April 26, 2020

Thoughts on Genesis

With the spring of 2020 providing more downtime than usual, and me no longer spending upwards of two hours per day driving to and from the office, I recently opened ye olde Bible and read the Book of Genesis from start to finish instead of flipping only to specific parts.

Well, not quite. I skipped rushed through the purely genealogical portions -- the "X begat Y" in the KJV, or "these are the names of the sons of X" in my NIV -- because, frankly, they make my eyes glaze over.

Anyway, here are some semi-chronological but otherwise random thoughts about Genesis fresh off of reading it. This is not meant to be a theological deep dive or "truth vs. allegory" commentary or apologetics essay. It's supposed to be plain reading rather than academic gobbledygook. But having said that, I am still starting off with something that sounds awfully academic because I feel compelled to mention it -- and it is regarding the use of the word "day" in Genesis's creation account.

Most English-speakers hear "day" and think only of 24 hours, or of the period of time between sunrise and sunset. However, the number of words in ancient Hebrew was less than one-fifth of one percent the number of words in our language. Many of those words had multiple meanings, and the precise definition intended by an author often had to be inferred. That opens the door for things to get lost in translation.

The ancient Hebrew word yom is what was used when Genesis spoke of creation. After translating Genesis from that original language to ancient Greek and ultimately to modern English, yom now appears in our Bibles as "day" when we read about creation. But in ancient Hebrew yom was also used to denote passages and concepts of time that are immensely different than just daylight or just 24 hours. Its other meanings included (but were not limited to) a year, various multiples of years, a certain point in history, and, according to the Theological Workbook of the Old Testament, "a general vague 'time.'"

There are places in the Bible where yom was taken to mean a whole era (e.g., 2 Chronicles 15:3 is translating yom when it says "for a long time Israel was without the true God") and there are others where it was even taken to mean eternity (e.g., Psalm 23:6 is translating yom when it says "I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever"). There are other divergent translations of yom in the Bible, but I won't wander into those weeds because I promised this post wouldn't be academic.

What I'm getting at is that there is no reason -- at least no obvious one -- to take the first-day, second-day account of creation and assume that it means the universe and world were brought to bear in six 24-hour increments. In the Bible's native tongue, each "day" of creation could equal 700 million years or 1.2 billion years or any other vast period of time. Kind of like if somebody were to say "the day of David," he would be talking not about an individual date but about the entire period of Israel's history when David was king. We don't know, and we shouldn't assume that we know.

I believe a combination of translation hang-ups and human stubbornness causes some people to get way too rigid when they opine about the Bible's account of creation. And this seems to be a peculiarly Christian phenomenon, for I've never heard Jews quarrel over it even though we're all talking about the same thing.

Again, however, I promised not to get academic so now I will move on to the stuff that's more fun. And please understand that while the following observations are my own, I am far, far, far from the first person to have made them.

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Ask 20 people to explain original sin, and 19 of them will tell you that's what happened when Eve damned us all by eating the forbidden fruit. The general perception of what happened in Genesis, Chapter Three is that the serpent slithered up and tempted/tricked Eve into eating the fruit, then she went off and found Adam and tempted/tricked him into doing the same.

But that's not actually how it went. Eve had yet to even be given her name when, in Verse Five, the serpent tells her that if she eats the fruit she will become God-like in her knowledge. Then Verse Six states, verbatim (emphasis added): "When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it."

The dude was standing there the whole time, watching a serpent tell his wife to eat something he (Adam) had been told would cause death, and Adam did nothing to intervene. He didn't even open his mouth and try to tell her that maybe she shouldn't do that, or that she should at least think it through first. And again, like I just said, it was he who had been warned that the fruit would cause death, for God told him that before Eve was created.

So who really committed the first sin? Was it Eve for eating the fruit, or was it Adam for standing by eunuch-like and not lifting a finger to stop her?

And why wouldn't he lift a finger, seeing as how death might occur? Was he just curious whether it actually would, and so he decided to let her take the risk and not him? Because that would make him devil-like, not just eunuch-like, correct?

When God next came into the garden, he asked Adam (not Eve) whether he (not her) had eaten the fruit, and what was Adam's response? He said: "The woman you put here with me -- she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it."

It might not seem appropriate to cuss when discussing the Bible, but what an asshole! Adam stands silently by and watches his wife get sly-talked by a serpent... then allows her to risk her life... then blames her for making him eat the fruit when he knew damn well what he was doing the whole time... and he even passive-aggressively blames God for everything by noting that it was God who "put" his wife "here with me."

It takes just five paragraphs for Adam to display every character defect for which men are known. The only reason he didn't also commit adultery and incest in those five paragraphs is that there was nobody else around to do it with. No modern-day feminist could write a more anti-male screed than this.

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Speaking of the serpent, are we talking about a snake? It's easy to think so, and most people do think so and almost every piece of art depicting the event shows a snake. But if you read what the Bible actually says, there is strong reason to think otherwise.

After Adam and Eve confess what they did and Eve tells God "the serpent deceived me," God doles out punishment to all three because he had not merely warned about that fruit, he had commanded that it not be eaten. And when doling out punishment, the first thing he says to the serpent is: "Cursed are you above all livestock and all wild animals! You will crawl on your belly and you will eat dust all the days of your life."

Sounds to me like the serpent had legs when it was talking to Adam and Eve, and only afterwards did it get transformed into something that would need to slither around with its mouth constantly near the ground (on a side note, this really gave snakes a bad rap going forward).

On another note, while it's easy to perceive that the serpent was Satan, nowhere in Genesis does it say that, and I don't believe that any later books in the Bible make that claim retroactively. The generally accepted notion of Satan being able to appear anywhere in various forms is contrary to God having forced him to crawl on his belly "all the days of your life," so I interpret the biblical account to mean that the serpent was not the devil himself (and yes I know I'm in the minority on this).

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Genesis deals with Adam and Eve and the serpent in Chapter Three.

It introduces Noah in Chapter Six, then details the flood and its immediate aftermath in Chapters Seven through Nine. On this topic, I am going to briefly lapse back into sounding academic but I promise that I think it's the last time I will do so.

There are huge and sometimes nasty-sounding debates (Christians behaving non-Christian) about whether the flood covered the entire planet or just a region of it, namely the region about which the author (Moses) knew and about which he was writing.

Kind of like what I said earlier about yom, a key ancient Hebrew word that was used in the account of the flood has more than one meaning. That word is erets and it can mean either "earth" or simply "land," so I do not believe we must be wedded to the belief that Noah's flood covered the whole world rather than "just" the region of Mesopotamia or the overall Middle East.

Falling on one side of the "global or regional" debate about Noah's flood does not make a person any less of a Christian than those on the other side. Claiming that the flood was immense and covered the world that was known to Moses, but that it did not necessarily cover Japan or the Americas as well, is not at all like denying the divinity of Christ.

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It's interesting how much incest takes place in Genesis without any criticism from Above.

Abraham and Sarah are half-siblings. Lot's daughters deliberately get him drunk and have sex with him in order to get pregnant. Isaac and Rebekah are first cousins. Jacob marries not one, but two of his first cousins in Rachel and Leah (bigamy to boot!) although he clearly prefers the former. Meanwhile, Nahor and Milcah are not only husband and wife, but also uncle and niece. I know the choices were fewer way back when and that the prohibitions against incest didn't get handed down until Exodus, but still.

And while I am on the topic of what would seem to be sexual impropriety, take a look at what happens in Chapter 19 as God is ramping up to destroy Sodom and Gomorrah.

Appearing as men, two angels come to Sodom in search of ten righteous people within its walls, since God has promised Abraham he will spare the city if ten righteous can be found. They stay the night in Lot's home, which becomes surrounded by "all the men from every part of the city," who proceed to call out to Lot: "Where are the men who came to you tonight? Bring them out to us so that we can have sex with them." Lot responds by going outside and saying to the mob: "Don't do this wicked thing. Look, I have two daughters who have never slept with a man. Let me bring them out to you, and you can do what you like with them. But don't do anything to these men, for they have come under the protection of my roof."

This certainly wouldn't earn him any votes for Father of the Year, yet he was deemed righteous -- the lone righteous man in the city -- so he was spared and permitted to escape before the hellfire and brimstone rained down later that night. From a modern perspective, this is a head-scratcher.

Then there's the matter from earlier in Genesis, specifically in Chapter 16, when Sarah grants history's first hall pass by telling Abraham: "The Lord has kept me from having children. Go, sleep with my slave; perhaps I can build a family through her."

So Abraham beds the slave, a comely young lady named Hagar, and she becomes pregnant with Ishmael -- after which Sarah becomes pregnant with Isaac (in Chapter 21) and is consumed with envy toward Hagar and Ishmael, who therefore get exiled to the desert. So as a direct result of having granted the first hall pass, Sarah becomes enmeshed in the first love triangle and the world's first soap opera takes place, approximately 4,000 years before the invention of TV.

And that is not the only soap opera to play out in Genesis. Flip forward to Chapter 30 where Jacob, married simultaneously to the sisters Rachel and Leah, is granted a hall pass by the former to have sex with her servant Bilhah because -- deja vu alert -- she is concerned that she isn't becoming pregnant by him whereas her sister Leah is.

That kicked off a cascade of sexual licentiousness that most men can only dream of, for when Leah stopped becoming pregnant and knew that Bilhah was producing children with Jacob, "she took her servant Zilpah and gave her to Jacob as a wife. Leah's servant Zilpah bore Jacob a son." And  -- deja vu alert again -- eventually Rachel got pregnant too. By the time it was all said and done Jacob had six sons with his wife/cousin Leah, two with Leah's servant Zilpah, two with his wife/cousin Rachel, and two with Rachel's servant Bilhah.

With material like this, it's shocking that Hollywood doesn't make more movies about the first book of the Bible.

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Before Jacob got to experience that bizarre love pentagon, he was a young man who set out from Canaan and journeyed to the land of Paddan Aram in search of a wife. While sleeping outside one night using as a rock as a pillow, he made Plant and Page proud by having "a dream in which he saw a stairway resting on the earth, with its top reaching to heaven, and the angels of God were ascending and descending on it."

God stood at the top of the stairway and told Jacob that he would "watch over you wherever you go," and would bestow to "you and your descendants the land on which you are lying," and that "all peoples on earth will be blessed through you and your offspring."

That's quite a gift from on high! In recognition of it, the next morning Jacob vowed "if God will be with me and will watch over me in this journey I am taking and will give me food to eat and clothes to wear...this stone that I have set up as a pillar will be God's house, and of all that you give me I will give you a tenth."

I suppose this is notable for introducing the idea of tithing, but I think it's more notable for what it says about mankind's selfishness. Notice the "if" Jacob put in the vow, and how he made his part contingent on what God does for him. It's as if he didn't trust God and wasn't really willing to accept God's will. Reminds me of how people (I'm including me) often approach prayer.

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If you've been alive long enough, you have experienced the lesson that things rarely turn out as bad as we expect them to.

An example of this happens in Chapters 32 and 33 with Jacob departing Paddan Aram after 20 years and journeying back to his homeland. He wanted to see his brother Esau for the first time in those 20 years, and sent messengers ahead; but when they returned and said that Esau was en route "and 400 men are with him," Jacob went into a panic and assumed Esau was bringing some kind of militia to attack him, presumably over some perceived slight from when they were young.

Jacob rushed back to his camp and divided all the people and livestock there into two groups and separated them, on the theory that if Esau attacked one group at least the other would be safe. He divvied up one of the livestock groups into three herds and dispatched them in waves, instructing the servants who led them to offer them to Esau as a gift from himself on the hope that "I will pacify him with these gifts...perhaps he will receive me." Then Jacob sent Rachel, Leah, Bilhah, Zilpah, and their sons across the Jabbok River to presumed safety, and then he camped alone that night, and headed out to meet Esau the next morning.

When they finally encountered each other, Jacob "bowed down to the ground seven times as he approached his brother. But Esau ran to meet Jacob and embraced him; he threw his arms around his neck and kissed him." And four verses later, Esau asked "what's the meaning of all these flocks and herds I met?"

Somewhere in there is an obvious lesson about not letting your fear and anticipation get the better of you.

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The story in Genesis that is hardest to believe at face value has nothing to do with the talking serpent or the ark or people living to be hundreds of years old. Instead it is the story of Jacob's sons avenging their sister Dinah. It also happens to be the coolest story in Genesis, and goes like this:

Dinah went out to visit some lady friends and was raped by Shechem, the son of the area's ruler. (easy to believe)

Upon hearing this, Jacob and his sons became enraged. (easy to believe)

Shechem's father, Hamor, tried to defuse the situation by asking that Shechem be allowed to marry Dinah, in exchange for Jacob's family being allowed to settle in Hamor's land and acquire property in it and trade in it, on top of which Hamor said they would be allowed to "take our daughters for yourselves." (also pretty easy to believe, considering some of the other things I've mentioned and that this was 4,000 years ago)

Jacob's sons saw an opportunity to respond to Hamor's offer in a "deceitful" way that would enable them to score revenge for their sister. (also easy to believe, and cool)

So they responded by saying "we will enter into an agreement with you on one condition only: that you become like us by circumcising all your males." Notice they said "all your males," not "newborn baby boys going forward." (not easy to believe they would think there was any chance of this offer being accepted, and therefore it doesn't seem like much of a chance for revenge, but okay)

This proposal "seemed good to Hamor and Shechem" (kinda weird but whatever) so they went home and pitched it "to the men of their city," and those men "agreed" and "every" one of them got circumcised. (impossible hard to believe)

Three days after the mass circumcision "all of them were still in pain" (easy to believe, if you can get past the above paragraph's unbelievability) and two of Jacob's sons, Levi and Simeon, took advantage of the men being incapacitated by showing up with swords and slaughtering them all, including Hamor and Shechem (cool, and easy to believe if you can again get past the above paragraph's unbelievability)

Then Levi and Simeon looted the city of its wealth and livestock and took it back to Jacob (cool) but he worried that this would anger the native Canaanites and Perizzites and that they could destroy him because of their large numbers (understandable).

Jacob expressed this worry to Levi and Simeon, to which they responded by saying simply: "Should he have treated our sister like a prostitute?" (mic drop)

That story is cool as can be, but man that one paragraph is hard to believe.

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Speaking of Jacob and his sons, the story that centers around the eleventh-born is one of the best known in human history, and one of the most moving as well. The eleventh-born was Joseph, who of course wore a robe of many colors, although most people refer to it as a coat of many colors. The abridged version of the story is as follows:

1) Joseph's brothers were jealous that their father favored him, so one day they plotted to kill him in the fields; but the oldest (Reuben) protested against the thought of murder, so instead they sold Joseph to some passersby who in turn took him to Egypt and sold him to the captain of Pharaoh's guard... 2) The brothers took Joseph's robe and smeared it with the blood of a slaughtered goat then returned home and showed it to a devastated Jacob, saying that they found it and it must mean that Joseph was killed by an animal... 3) Because he was blessed by God, when Joseph got to Egypt he had something of a Midas touch and was held in such high esteem by his captors that he pretty much got to call his own shots... 4) He correctly interpreted Pharaoh's dreams to mean that seven years of bounty were about to commence but would be followed by seven years of famine, so he devised a plan to set aside excess crops during the first seven years to help Egypt survive the second seven... 5) When the famine struck, it affected the entire known world, not just Egypt, so people traveled to Egypt hoping to buy food from the massive reserves that Joseph had set aside... 6) Among those people who traveled to Egypt were Joseph's brothers, having been dispatched by Jacob to purchase food to keep the family from perishing... 7) Joseph recognized his brothers from long ago, but they didn't recognize him because he was still a kid when they sold him into captivity... 8) Ultimately, on their second visit he revealed who he was and forgave them and asked them to bring Jacob to Egypt so he could see his father again before he died... 9) The entire family relocated to Egypt and settled in the Land of Goshen near the Nile Delta, where Jacob died after getting Joseph to agree to transport his remains back to Canaan and bury him in the same cave where Abraham and Sarah were buried long before, and later Isaac and Rebekah as well, and more recently Leah.

One of the things that struck me as I perused the story this month was how frequently the words "wept" and "weeping" occur. During this story I counted eight separate instances in the passages between Genesis 42:24 and 46:29, and I may well have missed some, and keep in mind I didn't try keep track of any before or after those passages.

The words are never "cried" or "crying." Nor are they "teared up" or "shedding tears." They are always either "wept" or "weeping," such as in 45:2 where it says that right after telling his brothers who he was, Joseph "wept so loudly that the Egyptians heard him, and Pharaoh's household heard about it."

It made me think of that famous New Testament verse, John 11:35, which is also the shortest in the entire Bible: "Jesus wept." When he saw where the corpse of his friend Lazarus was entombed, it does not say that Jesus "cried" or that he "was sad" or that he "felt tears in his eyes." It says that he "wept."

There has got to be a reason that this is the word that always shows up in our English translations, and I presume it has something to do with the raw authenticity of the emotions. But I'm not gonna go looking up ancient words again, at least not right now. I just find it interesting how ubiquitous this particular word is in the Bible.

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Genesis ends with Jacob dying in Chapter 49 and being transported back to Canaan for burial in Chapter 50.

But not before blessing his grandsons from Joseph by famously crossing his arms to place his right hand atop the head of the second-born Ephraim rather than the first-born Manasseh. This went against custom, which had always assumed that the greatest lot would fall to the first-born, but Jacob explained to Joseph that while Manasseh "too will become great, his younger brother will be greater than he, and his descendants will become a group of nations."

And Jacob does not slip the surly bonds without also foretelling what will become of the descendants of each of his twelve sons. Going forward, those twelve branches of descendants will become the twelve tribes of Israel and Jacob does not hold anything back, telling Reuben he "will no longer excel" and Levi and Simeon that they will "scatter...and disperse." But it's not all bad, for Jospeh will be all kinds of awesome and Zebulun "will live by the seashore and become a haven for ships." And there are eight others of course, but you can read them for yourself.

My last curiosity about Genesis concerns where Jacob was laid to rest after his body was transported back to Canaan. The text clearly says that his body was taken into the cave described above, which had first received the bodies of Abraham and Sarah so long before. I've always wondered how they knew exactly where it was, considering the passage of time and the land's wilderness character and the fact that it seems to be teeming with caves.

But more to the point, I wonder where it is today? Tradition holds that it is now beneath the city of Hebron, specifically beneath a large building that houses both a synagogue and a mosque. Within the building are two entrances to the same cave, one of which is covered by a small grate while the other is sealed by a stone covered with prayer mats. Thus people are barred from getting into the underground cavity known as the Cave of the Patriarchs. How cool would it be if it really is what its name suggests?

With that I'll sign off. This post has been long but I hope you found it worth reading.

Saturday, April 18, 2020

245 years ago today

The hours from tonight through tomorrow morning mark the 245th anniversary of Paul Revere’s “midnight ride” and the battles that ensued. It is one of the most significant anniversaries in American history -- perhaps the most significant, because it can be argued that if not for the events that took place on April 18th and 19th, 1775, the United States might never have come to be.

Tensions between colonists and the royal rulers from the other side of the Atlantic were running high in those days. Though this was true in all of the colonies that would become our first 13 states, it was especially true in Massachusetts, where the monarchy had effectively shut Boston off from the world by blockading its port and quartering large numbers of soldiers within the city.

It was believed that government forces (officially called "Regulars" and derisively called "redcoats") would invade the colony en masse, so residents in surrounding towns had been stockpiling munitions to defend themselves. The redcoats targeted Lexington and Concord, the former because revolutionaries John Hancock and Samuel Adams were thought to be there, and the latter because it hosted the Provincial Congress and was rumored to have a huge stash of munitions the government wanted to confiscate.

When redcoat forces were detected sneaking from Boston under cover of darkness on April 18th, Paul Revere and William Dawes mounted their horses and galloped into the countryside to warn their fellow citizens. Revere departed from Charlestown, across the Charles River from Boston proper, while Dawes left directly from the city. Revere’s route was the shortest to Lexington and Concord, and thus he was the first to warn their occupants of what was coming.

The next morning, Lexington’s village green was the site of the first skirmish between government forces and the citizen militia known as minutemen. The latter took the worst of it, with eight dead and ten wounded compared to just a single wounded redcoat.

The redcoats then marched on to their primary goal of Concord. After arriving and crossing the North Bridge, nearly half of them went about securing the bridge while the rest searched for weapons. When wooden cannon mounts were found, they were set afire and before long the flames engulfed a church.

Positioned on Punkatasset Hill some 300 yards from the bridge, Concord’s minutemen had been joined by minutemen from neighboring towns, giving them a numerical advantage the redcoats did not anticipate. When they saw the rising smoke, they believed their homes were being destroyed and responded by advancing.

Seeing them approach in such numbers, the redcoats retreated back across the bridge. A shot soon rang out, though no one knows who fired it, and within minutes a full-blown battle had transpired in which half of the officers from the government troops were wounded. Disoriented, they fled back toward Boston and along the way fell under fire from minutemen who had arrived from elsewhere and were hiding behind fences and walls. By the time they made it back to the city, they had sustained more than 200 casualties.

It was an indisputable defeat for the world’s most powerful military, delivered by ordinary people seeking simply to defend themselves against oppression. The example set by those people ignited the fuse of the American Revolution in such a way that it would not be extinguished.

But as with all mass "remembrances" of things that happened long ago, some of the things people assume to be true are not. In the case of Paul Revere's ride, the inaccuracies cut both ways and are of differing levels of importance.

Generations upon generations of American schoolchildren have been told that Revere warned farmers and villagers that "the British are coming!" Those schoolchildren have grown up and passed along that telling to their own kids. In reality, however, what Revere said that night was "the Regulars are coming out." That quote is from his own subsequent account, and from accounts of those he warned. It would never have occurred to him to say "the British are coming!" because he himself was British and so was everyone else in the 13 colonies.

For Revere to have warned people that "the British are coming" would be like me telling my neighbors that state troopers are entering the neighborhood by saying "the Floridians are coming." It would not have made sense. But by keeping the "British are coming" narrative alive for so long, and casually saying that the subsequent Revolutionary War was against "the British," we citizens of the United States have unwittingly distorted something important about our nation's genesis. Specifically, we have abetted a myth which holds that the idea of individual human beings having rights upon which government may not infringe was born on these shores, in the brains of our Founding Fathers. In reality, that idea -- which I fervently believe and which I do indeed "hold to be self-evident" -- was born not in American colonies of the 1700's but in southern England of the 1200's.

A full 558 years before the Boston Tea Party, 560 before Paul Revere's ride, and 561 before the Declaration of Independence, the outline of individual rights that would later serve as the basis for the United States was laid out in the Magna Carta, in the year 1215. Because human nature is human nature and political power abhors a vacuum, the British government infringed on those rights as the centuries passed, but the Magna Carta did not disappear from the British public conscience. In the 1500's an upsurge of interest in that document was kindled; and in the 1600's, Enlightenment philosophers such as John Locke argued in favor of the freedom that was enshrined in it.

When our Founding Fathers pushed back against the monarchy of the 1700's, they did not do so with the belief that they were sailing uncharted philosophical waters. They did so because they believed, accurately, that their rights as British citizens had been violated by a British government that was acting counter to British ideals. They considered themselves the true Britons and the rulers from London the false Britons. The notion of a separate American identity decoupled from any British identity probably never entered their minds, yet a separate identity is what came to be. Most Americans living today wrongly believe that a separate identity was part of the plan.

I am not sure exactly how to build the bridge between the inaccuracy I just noted and the one I am about to note, so I won't even attempt to build it. However, the inaccuracy is worth noting and there may be no better time to do it than when talking about Paul Revere's ride, so here I go -- and it is related to, of all things, race.

I am a history buff who grew up in a house where history was frequently discussed, and I always did good in school, always taking advanced classes, so it says something bad about American schools that I never heard of Crispus Attucks or Peter Salem until I was grown. Rather than learn their names when I studied AP American History, I learned them by reading the text of a speech that was given by Duke Ellington in 1941, in which he passionately made the case that black Americans are historically loyal to and historically integral to the United States.

Opining that "although numerically but ten percent of the mammoth chorus that today, with an eye overseas, sings 'America' with fervor and thanksgiving, I say our ten percent is the very heart of the chorus," Ellington mentioned that "America is reminded of the feats of Crispus Attucks, Peter Salem, black armies in the Revolution..." Realizing that those names had been mentioned with the assumption that listeners knew them (in the era of Jim Crow, no less) got me to researching, and I learned things that most Americans would have a hard time believing.

Crispus Attucks was born a slave, circa 1723 in the vicinity of Framingham, Massachusetts, which tells you that slavery was not just a Southern thing. Attucks was the son of a black man and Natick Indian woman, and at some point in his adult life became either a free man or a runaway slave who was not seriously pursued. What is known for sure is that he became a productive rope-maker, seaman, and goods-trader who was known and respected on the Boston docks.

On March 2, 1770, five years before Paul Revere's ride, a fight erupted between redcoats and Boston rope-makers. Three nights later, the dispute escalated when five Bostonians were killed by redcoats in an event that came to be known as the Boston Massacre. Many historians consider the massacre to be the first violent act that started history's train chugging toward the Revolutionary War, and because Attucks was the first colonist to die in the massacre, he -- a biracial man born a slave, hailing from the only two races that have experienced systemic legal racism in America -- is considered by many to be the first fatality of the American Revolution. Today you can visit his final resting place in Beantown's third-oldest cemetery.

Meanwhile, Peter Salem was also born a slave in the vicinity of Framingham. His original slave master, Jeremiah Belknap, at some point sold him to Lawson Buckminster. In 1775, when Salem was believed to be 25 years old, Buckminster granted him freedom and he enlisted in the Continental Army to combat the redcoats.

Salem was literally involved in Paul Revere's ride because he fought as a minuteman during the skirmish in Concord. One week later he enlisted with the 5th Massachusetts Regiment and went on to fight at the famous Battles of Bunker Hill, Saratoga, and Stony Point.

One of the colonists' main achievements at Bunker Hill was the killing of British Major John Pitcairn as the battle unfolded. It is known that Salem was one of the soldiers who shot Pitcairn, and generally believed that his shot was the first to strike him. Salem's role was publicly acknowledged as far back as 1786, when a famous painting by John Trumbull depicted him holding a musket as Pitcairn fell. In 1968, that portion of the painting (excluding the image of Pitcairn on the ground) was reproduced as this U.S. postage stamp.

After the war Salem built a cabin near Leicester, Massachusetts, where he lived most of his remaining days subsisting as a gardener and cane-weaver. He was reportedly well-liked by the townspeople and enjoyed regaling children by telling them stories of the war. Upon his death in 1816, he was laid to rest at the Old Burying Ground in his birth town of Framingham. In 1882 Framingham established an annual Peter Salem Day, and the town still observes his birthday each October 1st.

None of which is to deny that slavery was America's Original Sin, or that racial inequality in non-slave areas was American's Original Sin Part 1(b). These historical facts do, however, show that the racial jumble which existed at America's founding was not as cut-and-dry as most people assume. They show that the Revolution was supported by more people than just the rich and "lily white." These things need to be understood and taught in order for future generations to have a true, balanced understanding (and appreciation) of how America got to where it is.

The train of history does not follow an inevitable track. It changes direction over and over again based on the actions and inactions of men and women. If a bunch of ticked-off English property owners had not precipitated the drafting of the Magna Carta in 1215... if later encroachments by the British monarchy had not incited people to hold the Magna Carta dear to their hearts... if the likes of John Locke had not later written clearly about the ideals of liberty that were at its heart... if, later still, Adam Smith had not written about how those ideals apply to economics and lead to mutually beneficial free trade... if the Founding Fathers had not read the likes of Locke and Smith, and not sought to re-assert individual rights against the monarchy's despotic aims... if Crispus Attucks, by being murdered along with four other Bostonians in 1770, had not helped make commoners feel antipathy to the crown... if Paul Revere had not chosen to warn colonists with his midnight ride, so that the colonists could prevent the British Regulars from stealing their arms... if Peter Salem had not been at Bunker Hill to shoot Major Pitcairn and deprive the British military of one of its most creative leaders... if America's early abolitionists were not able to point to heroic actions by the likes of Peter Salem, in order to give some of their uncertain countrymen pause and thereby keep their movement alive... well, who knows what would have happened? Those are a lot of ifs, and every one of them was an important link in a very long chain that eventually led to freedom expanding its reach and slavery being abolished in North America.

Today is a day for reflection on our shared past, and a time for figuring out how we can learn from that past to decide what course we should take in today's extremely dangerous world. We must take pains to ensure that our national memory first gets strengthened, and that it then gets preserved, if we have any hope of being confident and self-assured as we face the future.
  

Sunday, April 12, 2020

et ceteras

Here we are a few weeks into spring, and it seems like every bit of news and commentary for at least a month has had something to do with Coronavirus.

This is a presidential election year, yet there have been no leading news stories about the election in seemingly forever. Joe Biden basically won the Democratic Party's nomination when Bernie Sanders dropped out four days ago, yet even that was not a banner headline.

Today is Easter, so thankfully Easter got the lion's share of attention today. But even so, much of that chatter revolved around the fact that Coronavirus compelled churches to stream their Easter services online rather than deliver them in person.

The virus is invisible but is impacts are very visible, and very palpable, wherever you turn. So I won't be able to keep thoughts about it out of this post, but I am going to try to keep them to a minimum because I/we need to think about something else.


Easter
The holiest day on the "Christian calendar" is today, so some random thoughts about it are in order.

The first Easter was of course preceded by the first Good Friday. There would be no resurrection to celebrate if there had not been those dark hours beginning with Christ's agony in Gethsemane and concluding with his execution on Golgotha. To truly appreciate what happened 2,000 years ago, it is crucial to remember that Jesus, though divine, was human at the time and was terrified of the torture he knew was coming -- so terrified that, while praying in Gethsemane, he pleaded for God the Father to spare him that fate which was his whole reason for having been born.

Nowhere is the feeling of his agony better captured that in the opening scene of The Passion of the Christ. The movie adds a brilliant touch by having Satan present, endeavoring to coax and deceive Jesus as he prays and summoning a snake to approach the prostrate Christ -- only to see Jesus stomp on the snake when he finally rises before his arrest, thus evoking a passage from way back in Genesis 3:15, in which God warned the serpent in Eden that at some future date one of Eve's descendants "will crush your head." You can watch the scene here.

Precisely how somebody dies from crucifixion is mostly an educated guess, seeing as how it was an ancient practice that took place long before mankind had any real medical knowledge. But those educated guesses seem spot-on and downright excruciating, as they highlight multiple tortures a person on a cross will endure before succumbing. This fairly brief article about the topic is worth a read (and yes I know crucifixion is still legal in Saudi Arabia, but it's seldom done there and it goes without saying that the Saudis don't dispatch physicians to the site to study the medical details).

Lastly, if you want to read about rational reasons to believe the resurrection occurred, go here or here (of course there are plenty of other articles on the topic, but the ones I linked to manage to be thorough without straying too far into the weeds).


Hockey
Hockey? What hockey? In the grand scheme of things, the 2019-20 NHL season getting suspended  by the Coronavirus isn't all that important. Not with some people losing their lives to the virus and many others losing their livelihoods to it.

But the season's suspension bothers me, especially since it is looking ever more likely that it will turn into an outright cancellation. The Tampa Bay Lightning were looking like a true Stanley Cup contender possessed with an ingredient that was missing last spring, and all of a sudden the opportunity before them evaporated. Like Keyser Soze, it was just gone, and it doesn't look like it's coming back this year.

I know fans of other teams can say the same, but the Lightning are my team. All I can think about is how the contracts of Patrick Maroon, Kevin Shattenkirk, Anthony Cirelli, Erik Cernak, Mikhail Sergachev, Jan Rutta, and others all expire in 11 weeks, and how the team will only have $7 million under the salary cap next season to re-sign them all... and how that's only if the salary cap doesn't decrease next season, but it probably will decrease because of all the revenue the NHL is losing with this season getting scrapped.

In other words, I keep thinking of how the band was perfectly built for this season and how there is no way they'll be able to bring the whole band back next season. The thought sucks, man, it just sucks.


No point
One of the most discouraging things about the Great Corona Scare of 2020 is the fact that so many people insist on seeing the virus through the lens of their politics, and how they refuse to set aside their partisan sniping in this time when basic human decency is what's needed.

Keep in mind, I have no qualms about engaging in partisan sniping. Peruse things I have written in the almost 12 years I've had this blog, and you will find a fair amount of vinegary partisanship on display. Partisanship does not bother me so long as everybody, starting with yours truly, makes his or her case logically and honestly and in good faith. Unfortunately that is not happening with a lot of the Coronavirus comments.

The virus we are presently dealing with is called a novel Coronavirus, meaning it is new. We don't have a track record to go on. Our understanding and knowledge of it have been changing for months, and therefore people's opinions of it have not been consistent. This is true for medical professionals, politicians, and journalists alike.

Quarantining and social distancing have no doubt helped keep the fatalities down, but there is no way to know how much they have helped because we don't know how reliable the original projections were. They could have been anywhere from empirically sound to empirically off to pure balderdash. There is no way to know.

People have tried to compare and contrast different countries' results in dealing with Coronavirus, but the comparisons are meaningless because different countries keep statistics in different ways. Italy's death rate looks much higher than Germany's, but Italy considers a death to have been caused by Coronavirus any time a deceased person had the virus, even if that person had multiple other deadly conditions and would have died anyway -- whereas Germany considers a death to have been caused by Coronavirus only if the deceased person had no other medical conditions whatsoever. It's apples and oranges.

Here in the US of A, the latest I have seen says that we are following Italy's approach to what is considered cause of death. This will obviously make our "Coronavirus death rate" seem higher than it otherwise would, so we should remember that whenever we hear breathless reports about our death rate being high.

Donald Trump announced a China travel ban on January 31st, believing it was best medically even though he knew it would be bad for the economy. That made us the first major nation to take such a drastic step and his critics denounced it as dictatorial and racist. But now those same critics are denouncing him for "not being decisive" and they are claiming he only cares about the economy.

America's economy was pretty much roaring, then huge sectors of it suddenly stopped on a dime through no fault of their own. The quarantining and social distancing created the economic version of a head-on car crash and we need to discuss the harm that will be caused by that crash, because it could -- could -- be worse than the harm caused directly by the virus. With economic ruin comes increased depression, anxiety, family discord, substance abuse, and all the other health problems that flow from those. We are in a bad place when people who try to raise that issue by talking about a "need to re-start the economy" find themselves accused of not caring whether people live or die.

And the carping goes both ways. I've seen plenty of memes declaring that if you didn't vote for Trump, you shouldn't accept the Coronavirus stimulus check when "he" sends it to you. That kind of sentiment is just as bad and every bit as ignorant as the kind I mentioned above. Those checks are for Americans because they are Americans, not for members of a particular political party because of who they supposedly voted for three Novembers ago. Plus, who in our federal government is responsible for setting the budget and appropriating the money and sending the checks? (Hint: It's not the president and never has been.)

I find the carping to be revolting, and yet here I am on the edge of doing it myself. America has come through worse times than these, and will come through these as well. But for us to come through these times as good as possible, we need to stop carping. So I'll do my modest best to start the stopping by zipping my lips right now.

Until next time, take care.