Once in Persia reigned a King,
Who upon his signet ring
Graved a maxim true and wise,
Which, if held before his eyes,
Gave him counsel, at a glance,
Fit for every change or chance:
Solemn words, and these are they:
“Even this shall pass away!” – Theodore Tilton
It has been my custom every Guy Fawkes Day (that’s November 5th for those of you outside the Commonwealth) to call for a rededication of the holiday from a time to burn rebels in effigy to a time to burn tyrants in effigy instead. As I pointed out the first time and repeated the second,
Governments need to be reminded (at least annually if not constantly) that they only hold power by the sufferance of all the people, not merely the majority, and that the overthrow of any government by a disgruntled minority is always a possibility. I would like to see most if not all politicians and their minions paying for their power and privilege by being forced to live in a constant state of nervous anxiety; maybe then fewer would choose that path and more would concern themselves with keeping all the citizenry happy rather than merely pleasing barely enough of the population to keep themselves in office.
Modern people tend to dismiss rituals as relics of the superstitious past, thus demonstrating not only a poor understanding of group psychology but also a startling lack of introspection. Any good anthropologist could give you dozens of examples of completely secular rituals which nonetheless have enormous power; the voting ritual is one (try saying “I never vote, it’s a waste of time” to a casual group and watch the irrational reactions; more on that tomorrow). Another is the annual holiday frenzy which stretches from the end of this month until Christmas; despite the claims of conservative Christians, it has absolutely nothing to do with Jesus and never really did. The lack of group rituals can also have deleterious effects on society; as I explained last Thursday, I think the main reason our culture has become afraid of its own collective shadow is that we no longer trouble to remind ourselves that all things must pass, and therefore ruin our lives in a vain attempt to avoid death.
The fear of cultural or national death is just as futile and unproductive as that of personal death because it is equally inevitable. All things die: organisms, species, habitats, cities, empires, worlds, stars and even the universe itself. It is literally impossible to stop the process; entropy increases, and the only way to slow that in one area is to speed it up somewhere else. For any given society, what that means is that governments fall, mores loosen, customs change, the genetic profiles of populations shift and the sum total of knowledge increases; the society ages and eventually dies, to be replaced by others just as individual humans are replaced by our descendants. Like a human, a culture is not judged after its passing by when it died, but by how it lived; its legacy is defined by what it achieved, how it interacted with other cultures and how it treated its people…and if most of the Western nations keep on our present path, I sincerely doubt the opinion of posterity will be a positive one.
