Saturday, June 30, 2018

#47 bagpipes and national anthems, bridge, Sanders and the Red Hen, secession





Good afternoon.

            I received an email, a word-a-day sort of thing, defining the word "skirl."  It is "of a bagpipe: to emit the high shrill tone of the chanter; also: to give forth music" or "to play (music) on the bagpipe."  I sent it to a few Scottish friends to ask if they were familiar with it.  They are, although not in the second sense, as a verb.  One wrote that Scots know the word, "but I would say rather literary and bordering on the archaic.  It might be used to persuade visitors to Scotland that bagpipes emit music rather than execrable noise :-)  But I've never heard of it being used as a verb . . . rather a noun as in 'the skirl of the bagpipes was driving Bruce slowly mad'".

            I confessed that I liked bagpipe music, in limited doses.  My friend wrote back: 

Rest assured if you lived in Edinburgh for any length of time you would rapidly cease to like bagpipe music :-) particularly the funerary version of this – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pibroch.  He is an extremely short sample – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRzQGvIshNQ – only 10 minutes.  I guarantee that by the end of this you will have come round to my point of view.

After listening to it, I agreed; I wouldn't want to listen to what is funereal music very long.  But I said that surely there is livelier bagpipe music that one could listen to for slightly longer a period.

            My friend suggested that I "try 'Flower of Scotland' – which must be the world's worst national anthem."  I found a recording of "Flower of Scotland" on the web.  I don't know whether it's among the worst because I don't know the universe of national anthems, but it wouldn't have been one I voted for.  The lyrics celebrate the defeat of Edward II of England by the Scots at Bannockburn in 1314; the music isn't exactly uplifting because it almost seems more like a dirge than an anthem.

There is a parallel with "The Star-Spangled Banner" (which ranks up there among the worst as well, in my opinion):  both songs commemorate battles (and both against the English!) that happen to be 500 years apart (Bannockburn in 1314, Fort McHenry in 1814).  I asked my friend if Scotland, in the 21st century, really wants to continue to celebrate Bannockburn (and snub their noses at the English)?  And does the U.S. really need to celebrate a minor battle in the War of 1812?  (One of my favorites—of the few anthems I know—is "Advance Australia Fair," but I can imagine that the Aborigines are not thrilled with it—not that it denigrates them in any way, but beyond the first verse it does celebrate those who came from across the sea.)

            My friend wrote back.  "There's a reason the Scots aren't fond of "God Save the Queen," the British national anthem.  Mostly just because it's seen as an English anthem, "but for the more erudite amongst us it's because of the words of the sixth (!) verse:

Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring.
May he sedition hush,
And like a torrent rush,
Rebellious Scots to crush.
God save the Queen!"

Which is why, he concluded, one can "understand the absolute relevance of celebrating a victory in 1314 in our anthem :-)"

            Field Marshal Wade (1673-1748), beginning in 1725, led "the construction of barracks, bridges and proper roads to assist in the control of" Scotland for about a dozen years, raised military companies from the gentry, and put down an uprising.  At the end of his career, however, he failed to "crush the rebellious Scots"; during the second Jacobite insurrection in 1745,

Wade concentrated his troops in Newcastle upon Tyne on the east coast of England; however, the Jacobite forces advanced from Scotland down the west coast of England via Carlisle into Lancashire and the speed of their advance left Wade scrambling. In freezing conditions and with his men starving, he failed to counter their march into England or their subsequent retreat back from Derby to Scotland.

Wade was fired.  (His successor won the Battle of Culloden, in 1746, ending the Stuart bid to reclaim the throne of England.  So George II remained on the throne and his son George III became the focus of American colonists' ire that led to the revolution.)

            Seems to me that if the Queen wanted to promote amity with Scotland, she should direct that the 6th verse of "God Save the Queen" be discarded!  Whether the Scots want amity is, of course, another matter.

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            My friend Joe Dixon talked me into playing club competitive duplicate bridge (at a place in south Minneapolis called, appropriately enough, The Bridge Center).  I quit playing club/tournament duplicate bridge about 30-35 years ago because, if you'll pardon the term, I thought those games attracted a disproportionate share of assholes.  Too many of them were nasty to one another (their partners!) or to us (their opponents).  Not all, of course, but enough that I found the experience unpleasant.  It's just a game, for Pete's sake! 

            Maybe times have changed.  The one time we've played thus far, the people were pleasant.  We even played reasonably well; we were second out of nine pairs.  I think we would have been first except that on one hand I pulled the wrong card, transforming what would have been a good result into a lousy result. 

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            Adam Gopnik wrote a piece in the New Yorker about the incident at the Red Hen restaurant, when Sarah Huckabee Sanders was asked to leave.  "To sit and share or to shame and shun? On the issue of Sanders being expelled from a restaurant, mixed emotions are the only ones a rational person can have."  I think that's correct.  Mine are mixed.  Here are the concluding four paragraphs.

On the one hand, one of the ritual functions of restaurants is to make a common place for commonplace civilization to proceed. They build social capital from their openness to all kinds. Think of how much the civilization of American cities depends on our being able to grab not just bite but a bit of anonymity—we eat alongside others without the others looking down too sharply upon us. It's a fundamental liberal value, worth protecting in all partisan instances and on all partisan sides. And, no, we don't want to set a precedent in which politics are so personalized that even simple common coexistence becomes impossible. As a moral duty, we should share the pleasures and conversation of the table with as many people of as many views as we can. . . .

On the other hand, the Trump Administration is not a normal Presidential Administration. This is the essential and easily fudged fact of our historical moment. The Trump Administration is—in ways that are specific to incipient tyrannies—all about an assault on civility. To the degree that Trump has any ideology at all, it's a hatred of civility—a belief that the normal decencies painfully evolved over centuries are signs of weakness which occlude the natural order of domination and submission. It's why Trump admires dictators. Theirs are his values; that's his feast. And, to end the normal discourse of democracy, the Trump Administration must make lies respectable—lying not tactically but all the time about everything, in a way that does not just degrade but destroys exactly the common table of democratic debate.

That's Sarah Huckabee Sanders's chosen role in life—to further those lies, treat lies as truth, and make lies acceptable. This is not just a question of protesting a particular policy; in the end there are no policies, only the infantile impulses of a man veering from one urge to another. The great threat to American democracy isn't "policy" but the pretense of normalcy. That's the danger, for with the lies come the appeasement of tyranny, the admiration of tyranny, and, as now seems increasingly likely, the secret alliance with tyranny. That's what makes the Trump Administration intolerable, and, inasmuch as it is intolerable, public shaming and shunning of those who take part in it seems just. Never before in American politics has there been so plausible a reason for exclusion from the common meal as the act of working for Donald Trump.

And what about civility? Well, fundamental to, and governing the practice of, civility is the principle of reciprocity: your place at my table implies my place at yours. Conservatives and liberals, right-wingers and left-wingers, Jews and Muslims and Christians and Socialists and round- and flat-Earthers—all should have a place at any table and be welcome to sit where they like. On the other hand, someone who has decided to make it her public role to extend, with a blizzard of falsehoods, the words of a pathological liar, and to support, with pretended piety, the acts of a public person of unparalleled personal cruelty—well, that person has asked us in advance to exclude her from our common meal. You cannot spit in the plates and then demand your dinner. The best way to receive civility at night is to not assault it all day long. It's the simple wisdom of the table.

            I sent the article to Elliott and Kathy.  Elliott didn't agree with Gopnik's conclusion.  "As much as I dislike her and the administration she serves I have to side with letting her eat. Not being a hypocrite is more important than getting even. Not to mention the more adult thing to do."

            In my view, I told him, the question at hand is whether this administration is so qualitatively different from all past Republican (to say nothing of Democratic) administrations that its representatives should be treated differently.  I am of a very mixed mind on this, because I *do* think this administration has gone far beyond the bounds of decency and civility in politics.  Sometimes passive, polite resistance works; other times, a more forthright and aggressive response in warranted.  In the case of this administration, I confess to leaning toward the latter.  But not without reservations. . . .
           
            Elliott still didn't agree, and Kathy agreed with Elliott.  "I don't think so, because Trump just turns any sleight against him into a Twitter rant and it just reinforces the idea that everyone is out to get him and his supporters eat it up. I think against someone like him ultimately the only option is to be the bigger person. "

            Then there appeared an article in the Atlantic pointing out that "attacks on incivility are rooted more in preserving the status quo than in addressing ongoing harms and violence."  The argument is that "civil" protests haven't changed much, and that change has occurred primarily in the face of "uncivil" protest.

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             It seems to me that if the Supreme Court, with a new appointee, reverses the gay marriage and abortion decisions, and in light of the slew of distasteful opinions the Court handed down this month and in past years (e.g., Citizens United, Hobby Lobby, gun control), the governors of California, Oregon, and Washington could seek to hold referenda in their states on whether or not the three states should secede from the United States and form their own country.  I wonder if Mr. McConnell, Mr. Trump, and the Federalist Society realize that that is the direction their Supreme Court (and their Congress) is pushing the blue states.  I could imagine that New York and perhaps some other New England states could follow the lead of the west coast, as could some of the interior blue states.  Yes, technically, there is no way for a state to leave the country; the Civil War settled that question.  In a practical sense, however, the west coast could begin to move toward separation, were it supported by a significant majority, and there wouldn't be much that the federal government could do short of the use of force by the military.

            This is idle speculation, but if the country's leadership and decision-making lurch further to the right, surely the question will arise.

            If it does begin to look serious, I might talk with Kathy about her taking early retirement and us moving to Oregon.  With our sons, if they chose to accompany us.

            On that uplifting note, enjoy the day.

Gary

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