So said the Boss has he tore into this new classic of his (now a dozen years old, and as angry and as despairing as ever) a week ago at a show in Florida. The man's albums may have gone on autopilot, but live, Springsteen has still got it.
Both of them from blogs, and both of them better than anything I could come up about this absurd, horrible tragedy. First, Ethan Gach from The League of Ordinary Gentleman, on the obvious--but all too often ignored--fact that our (perhaps justified) paranoia about crime and our (certainly unjustified) fetishizing of personal liberty runs into problems when it is extended to include a rather simply piece of deadly technology: that is, essentially allowing anyone who feels threatened to use a gun:
The reality of the matter is that in Florida the law will protect you if you gun someone down because you felt “reasonably” afraid for your life. Referred to as the “Stand Your Ground” laws, 16 other states have them....Reading through the news stories, I haven’t found anything that says Trayvon was armed with a gun or even a knife. Or anything that says he was threatening Zimmerman with either of these weapons. Which makes it appear as though Zimmerman got a bloodied nose and decided to slaughter a 17-year old teenager because of it....
People have a right to carry around hunks of intricately designed metal that can shoot tinier hunks of metal with the ease of contracting a single muscle group. These tinier hunks of metal, upon making contact with human flesh, will continue on, either burrowing deep within one’s body, or blasting out the other side. In order for someone carrying one of these tools around to use it on me, and be justified in doing so, they need only feel afraid.
Of course, self-defense is only a legal and moral abstraction. And has no bearing on actual circumstances, the reality of which is that Trayvon, will still be dead, because another person killed him, no matter what the police, FBI, or Justice Department find out later on. And for no reason other than that someone had the effortless means to do so, and a system of justice that would condone it.
Second, my old friend Michael Austin, who is just getting better and better at this pundit thing, reasoning how the situation in Florida essentially suggests an abandonment one of the most fundamental basics of the liberal order: namely, a social contract which assures us that the use of force is going to be subject to the rule of law:
For Thomas Hobbes, civil society was pretty much a no-brainer. However bad it might get (and Hobbes lived through some pretty bad times), it was better than the alternative, which was a worldwide and eternal version of The Hunger Games called the state of nature, also known as the state of war. In this latter state, the only law that applies is brute force. Whoever can take stuff gets to keep stuff, until someone else takes it again. Killing people while taking their stuff is optional, but not discouraged. In the state of nature, Hobbes famously opined, the life of man (and woman) is “solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short”....
Fast forward from the English Revolution to February, 2012, when Trayvon Martin, a young African-American man, was shot and killed by George Zimmerman, a self-appointed neighborhood watch captain with a long history of harassing people on the street. He (Zimmerman) was told by police operators not to pursue Martin, yet he did so anyway, shooting him in cold blood while the young man begged for his life. Three weeks later, Zimmerman remains free, even though he admits to killing an unarmed seventeen-year-old boy, because, police say, they cannot dispute his narrative of self-defense.
Not getting arrested because of a “Stand-Your-Ground” law is a very different thing than claiming self-defense at a trial. Anybody accused of murder has a fundamental right to make the case that he or she was acting because of a perceived threat, and juries have been known to be very sympathetic to such claims. If George Zimmerman were acquitted by a jury on the grounds that he was defending himself against a perceived threat, I would be very disappointed, but I would ultimately accept it as a verdict reached through the rule of law. Trayvon’s family would, in such a case, at least have their day in court....
[In the absence of any attempt to introduce law into this terrible event, so say that if] only Trayvon had been armed, he would have been able to stand up for himself....This reasoning leads us directly back to the Hobbesian state of nature. If everybody has to walk around carrying their own weapon, and shooting before being shot, than there is ultimately no point in having a government, for we do not live under the rule of law. If Florida cannot find a way to at least bring Mr. Zimmerman to trial...then they do not deserve to be a state, having failed in the most fundamental responsibility of the social contract.
"...gonna make this garden grow. / All it takes is a rake and a hoe / and a piece of fertile ground."
I do love that song, in all its versions. And I believe it too--every year, come March or April, when the rain promises to come but it hasn't quite yet, I break out the rototiller, and tackle our little garden spot. This year was no different--it's spring break here, and last Saturday turned out to be a great day to see how well our soil as settled over the year we left it fallow.
From what I can tell, looks like it's fertile and ready. Which means that the only different difference from last year is that I finally decided to do something about all those rocks we'd collected over the years for a decorative rock garden which clearly wasn't ever going to happen. Borrowing a line from Robert Frost, I built myself a wall.
Since our backyard plot opens right up to an empty, grassy field (used as a parking lot for a neighborhood church), we've long thought we need to extend the fence or build something to mark the boundary, and set our garden off from the weeds. I'm not sure if this mighty 10-inch barrier will do much to keep the rabbits out, but I'm unreasonably proud of it all the same.
And now, on with the spinach, lettuce, and potatoes! (The tomatoes will come later.)
[Cross-posted to Front Porch Republic]
A couple of days ago, I had the lucky opportunity to listen up close to Wes Jackson, founder of The Land Institute here in Kansas, give a lecture at Newman University (just across the road from my home here at Friends University). It was one of the most intellectually stimulating and inspiring lecture-performances I've ever heard. The title was “The Prairie as a Measure for a Sustainable Agriculture," but what he was really talking about, as I thought about his particular approach to "sustainable agriculture," was what it means to be part of what might be called a "carbon-based community." The point being, of course, that all of human life--all biological life on this planet, period--is carbon-based, and that therefore a concern over the use (and misuse) of that chemical bedrock of our existence as living, eating, growing, interacting beings should be central to how we arrange our lives. For Jackson, as it is with his old friend Wendell Berry (who I've taken students up to The Land Institute to listen to before, as I've done other times), this kind of concern mandates some attention to, as Alexander Pope put it long ago, "the genius of the place."
Wes Jackson's place is the prairie, and to understand--really, to come at things from his perspective, to "re-appropriate"--the carbon-based genius of the prairie is to confront what he and others have famously called the "10,000-year-old problem": agriculture, and all the ways it has both made humanity what it is and can be, for both good and bad. Jackson happily took us listeners back to the Paleolithic, and asks how much 10 millennia have changed human beings. We still mostly eat grass--the #1 grass in the human diet worldwide being rice, with #2 being wheat, and #3 corn; add together all the grass, throw in the seeds and legumes, and you have 70% of all the nutrients the human race consumes. The question of how we consume this stuff which sunlight and water makes out of hydrocarbons is thus inseparable, in Jackson's view, from almost any debate about human civilization--including, most centrally, how we arrange ourselves in relation to these consumables. Jackson sketched out his argument visually, suggesting that throughout the history of our species there have been occasional discoveries that have changed how we arrange ourselves in relation to the range of carbon energy sources available in the ecosphere: first came human innovations in soil use and the development of settled agriculture, providing us with regular sugars for our bodies to burn, but after that came using forests as a regular fuel to burn in forges that melted copper and iron, then came burning coal (and later oil and natural gas) to power turbines and regularly generate electricity. Through it all, human institutions and forms of knowledge adapted to and shaped the consequences of this carbon-based relationship, with all sorts of unforeseen consequences.
Which adaptation does Jackson think most crucial for explaining our present condition? On the basis of his lecture, perhaps it was the separate, early 20th-century discoveries by Fritz Haber and Carl Bosch which led, through their use of natural gas, to nitrogen fixation, and thus to the creation of industrial ammonia. Such industrial ammonia has made possible a revolution in agriculture, so much so that over half the protein nutrients consumed by all the human race--whether they come in the form of grasses or meat from animals which eat those grasses--have this industrially fixed nitrogen somewhere within their chemical make-up. It (along with the many other industrial transformations of the century which preceded the rise of chemical fertilizers and industrial agriculture, though perhaps none of them have had as much impact as those laboratory realizations nearly a century ago) has made it possible for millions--no, billions--of people to leave behind the farms and communities which, at one time, existed in an organic relationship with the naturally available carbon in the countryside. The power to energize the people in those cities (through food) could be trucked in from elsewhere; the power to move those trucks (though oil) could be shipped in from elsewhere; the power to open up those oil fields and protect those shipping lanes (though the U.S. Air Force) could be delivered from elsewhere; and so it goes.
Jackson delivered this argument--and, to be clear, I am adding on to and elaborating some of his points here--through some remarkable visuals: for example, drawing on the work of Howard T. Odum, Jackson paralleled the relationship between "photosynthesizers" (the organic structures which reflect and make available the energy possibilities within carbon resources--agricultural crops, for example) and "concentrators" (the organisms which gather and concentrate that realized energy--like human beings) which exists on a microscopic level, within a rain forest, or within a Kansas prairie. Through every discovery and technological appropriation of each carbon pool, his pictures made clear, we have enabled the creation of a new relationship--a new distance--between the concentrators (us) and the most fundamental sources of energy (the sun, the soil, and the prairies where the grasses we consume grow) upon which we carbon-based life forms need to flourish. And with that distance, there is loss. Jackson's most arresting visual made this clear:
Norman Rockwell painted "The County Agent" in 1948, and used as his model an actual county agent, doing rounds on the farms of Jay County, Indiana. It is fairly easy for most audiences to look at this painting and see in it a nostalgic invocation of white America's agrarian past--the red-paneled farmhouse, the horse and calf and chickens, the kids with the 4-H projects and a presumably intact, multi-generational family looking on. Jackson sees that, but he also sees more: "What is clear, with a little study [of the painting], is that expertise and youth are central while tradition and experience are peripheral." The county agent has the knowledge and authority, and is educating the youth into this mode of thinking; the received knowledge of the family is becoming somewhat irrelevant to agriculture as it was being practiced (measured, assessed) in 1948, and would be into the future. And how that has been born out! As the industrial-fertilizer-fueled Green Revolution (which surely improved the nutrition and extended the lifespans of tens of millions of people, but which also, Jackson argued, presumed that 1) bigger yields were always a sign of success, 2) traditional technologies and ways of life and relationships to the land were always an obstacle, and 3) agriculture was a industrial science, and not necessarily, much less fundamentally, related to our carbon-based ecosystem) extended its reign, from the decades following World War II until our present Monsanto-dominated moment, and resulted in ever-more specialization, ever-more technical expertise, and ever-less actual connection, through a family or locally sustained community, with the land from which we fed ourselves. The land-grant universities, which had been designed to be aids to development of learning amongst those people who tended to the land, actually hastened this development, spreading a gospel of specialization that hurried students off in distant directions, away from the food and energy that makes human civilization--and networks of healthy communities--possible in the first place.
Jackson ended on a realistic, yet hopeful note. Clearly, we are not going--we shouldn't want to--turn back the clock entirely, if only because that would result in a vicious, radical de-population of our race (though he was willing to argue, strongly, for a "no-growth, even de-growth, economic model"). But what we can hope to do--and this is central to The Land Institute's mission--is push for an intellectual sea-change, a "sustainable Green Revolution," this one based on perennial crops (which do far less damage to the soil, and are far less dependent upon industrial fertilizers, because they--duh--grow back year after year, and thus don't have to be replanted in ground which is re-tilled by the latest oil-consuming tractors again and again and again). The Land Institute has had its successes with Kernza, a perennial wheatgrass, and they are working in China on the perennialization of upland rice. For now, though, the idea of shifting our planning for food away from annuals dependent upon both the tastes of carbon-concentrating populations and the desperate attempt to stave off final depletion of the earth's carbon pools, and towards perennialization and localization is hard going. Jackson, and others at The Land Institute, have gone to the U.S. Department of Agriculture and to audiences around the country, preaching the gospel of thinking small (local) and long (time-wise), rather than big (farm-size and yields) and short (only until the next budget cycle!). They push the idea of a "50-Year Farm Bill" which would move this country from putting 80% of its acreage into annual crops--which invariably privileges the large producers who can buy oil barrels and industrial fertilizers by the ton, and which therefore of course contributes to concentrations of expertise and financial resources, continuing to kill off mid-size operators and small towns--to a model which they project by 2050 would double the percentage of farmland given over to annual vegetable crops--the market for which, as competitive as it is, being still better for small and mid-size producers than is the case for rice, wheat, or corn--and reduce the reliance on annual grains to only 20% of this nation's farmland, with the rest used of perennial grains or forage crops for animals. And, as you might expect, neither Democrats nor Republicans are exactly lining up at The Land Institute's door.
The breakthrough will probably not be political, though one can and should keep trying. The real moment for change, Jackson said hopefully, will come when the land-grant institutions start embrace the idea of "marrying ecology with a vision of perennial agriculture." Then, perhaps, we'll see all the ecologists, botanists, entomologists, plant breeders and others which The Land Institute helps to train--training them to be anything but "county agents," but instead people committed to bringing the knowledge of the carbon relationship to life in the hands of all of us who are living off and from the land--start finding jobs that will connect them with a carbon-based community (whether in Kansas or in Kazakhstan) which can be locally sustainable, as life on earth is supposed to be. To create an army of people committed to the carbon-based communities which we all must sustain, and to sustaining them justly, is for Jackson a 30-year mission, one almost certainly won't live to see (he's 75), but we could all hear the passion in his voice; shaking his head in disbelief, he pointed out that paying for the education of such an army of young gardeners and local innovators would probably cost, at current tuition rates, about one-third of the ethanol subsidy offered to corn farmers in 2012 alone. "We've got to quit treating soil like dirt!" was his conclusion; we need to treat as not a disposable commodity, in other words, but an essential partner, as I would put it, in the carbon-based communities wherein we become the humans we may be.
Or at least that was almost his conclusion--but not quite. I asked him one question: what can small colleges--like Newman University, where he was speaking, or Friends University, where I poke about with my own small efforts to get students and others thinking about community and sustainability--do? His eyes sparkled a bit, and he said that the most important thing is to get out of our usual silos of thought; to break down categories, for us and our students, because only then will the truth that "history and philosophy are the most practical of the liberal arts" be realized. There is a need for connection, for affection (and here he gave us a sneak peak of Wendell Berry's upcoming Jefferson Lecture in the Humanities, an address which Jackson has read through as a rough draft), and for teaching students the value of sticking around a place long enough to learn something of its "genius." The prairie can teach us stuff, as it has Jackson, assuming one recognizes the value, as he did, of sticking with the prairie long enough, and thinking hard enough about what all those relationships under its surface and around its inhabitants (human and otherwise) might have to offer. I would guess that he might say that any place where things grow, one can find genius. But you need may need to break away from the usual academic and professional trajectories, and their of gospel of booming ever outward, and instead look down and around, if you want to see it.
