Unhinged        

 

Harry T. Cook
By
Harry T. Cook
7/11/14


One could make a pretty good case that the United States is a basket case. Admittedly, the Middle East is having its own psychic trauma, but certain external conditions obtain there, which go some distance toward explaining the near-pandemic psychosis that has seized entire populations.  

 

No such conditions exist in the United States, though we, too, have our peculiar kinds of madness. But as of yet no ISIS is creating unshirted hell in the streets. Why, then, are we unhinged in the ways we are?

 

Politics, ever an arena of spite and accusation, has turned into one of those old late-night black-and-white televised wrestling programs with gorilla-sized men snorting and grimacing as they break wooden stools over the heads of their opponents before pitching them into the laps of the braying crowds at ringside.

 

A quarter of a century ago, it was said that politics in Washington, D.C., had become a blood sport. Now it is an out-and-out melee with no clear end in sight and no evident purpose other than to crush the other guy because, well, that's how we roll.

 

The audiences devoted, for example, to the blowhard screeds of Rush Limbaugh, the snide parries and ripostes of Laura Ingraham or the vicious verbal sneers of Ann Coulter are being entertained, not informed. Yet for the most part they seem not to know it.

 

They cleave to their prophets of choice and hang upon their every word in much the same fashion that a hard-shell Baptist amens his preacher's Sunday stem-winders -- the more hellfire and damnation the better.

 

Hillary Clinton -- a frequent target of the frenzied Right -- does not always do herself the best good in what she is wont to say or write, but neither is she the Wicked Witch of the West nor Medusa redivivus. She served honorably in the United States Senate, twice elected by the voters of New York state. She brought good repute and dedication to the Department of State as its secretary.

 

Is she culpable in the alleged deceit and obfuscation in the Benghazi matter? It seems to the objective viewer only in the sense that she was secretary of state at the time during which somewhere down the ranks in the system there occurred miscommunication at the least and, at the worst, poor judgment by subordinates. Also, she did not kill Vincent Foster.

 

Elsewhere in the asylum is a former vice president of the United States named Cheney who, conveniently putting out of his mind how it was the nation got itself into Iraq in the first place, is in a fit of barely concealed hysteria, now openly blaming President Obama for the chaos and old night that has descended on what's left of that country.

 

The truth of the matter is so far from the Cheney accusations that the man borders on psychosis, i.e. disconnection from reality. Cheney may not be psychotic, but he is by any objective measure a bald-faced liar masquerading as a world statesman. Perhaps a kind of psychosis in its own right?

 

Why do we put up with this? Why do we suffer the radio and cable television to be abused by liars and the otherwise deranged? Can it be that the First Amendment's guarantee of free speech extends so far as to protect what is, in effect, slander? If so, we have become a nation that has traded raving in public for civil discourse.

 

Therefore, it seems to me that the country needs collectively to lie supine on a psychiatrist's couch and submit to analysis. It needs to take the psychotropic medicines prescribed and cooperate in their treatment with the goal of getting back in touch with reality and being willing to depart the netherworld of bizarre half-truths and out-and-out prevarication.

 

The Bible is often cited as the source of divine truth. As one who has spent half a century engaged in research of its texts, I could not support such an idea. But the late First Century CE sage who came up with the following proposition must have understood how those captive to such lunacy as has become de rigueur in what passes in our time for civil discourse can be redeemed and set straight:

 

And ye shall know the truth, and the truth will set you free.

 

It is worth noting that the English word "truth" as used here is translated from the Greek αληθεια. The word means the veritable essence of a matter that has been unveiled to reveal what it actually is.

 

Truth, then, is the drug of choice for our psychosis-ridden nation. Let us seek it amidst the welter of falsehoods that clog the publicly owned airwaves and infect such networks as Fox News with malicious untruths that do not set free but shackle democracy.

 


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Readers Write 
Essay 7/4/14: Telegrams and Trains

 

Donald Miller, Stevenson, WA:  

You and I may be old, Harry, but by God's grace we shall be young again. Our latitudinarian Christianity may not occupy the driver's seat in today's anxious, war-weary culture, but cultures have been down before and they never stayed down forever. You and your erudite correspondents exemplify for me that surviving remnant of the last Enlightenment that will survive to fuel the next Golden Age.  These days I sometimes dream about the future, playing duets with Mozart, chuckling with Voltaire, embracing Cromwell (odd for an Episcopalian, I suppose), that leisurely train ride of Kennan's seated beside Jesus and Browning, all of us smoking pipes free of worry. I cannot conceive of anything good in the Good Old Days that will not be an integral part of eternity. I will really, really love my wife and she a worthy me, while with joy we behold Dick Cheney transformed into a prince of peace.   

 

Fred Fenton, Concord, CA:  

Thank you for your Independence Day tribute to telegrams and trains. My father-in-law was a dispatcher for the Santa Fe Railway. He spent many years telegraphing instructions governing the movement of those wonderful steam engines that hauled the freight of the nation and passengers to their destinations. George Kennan was right to bemoan the passing of a "railway transportation network such as we used to have." The replacement of trains with trucks and electric railways with buses created a transportation system that increased shipping and travel expenses and did greater harm to the environment, all in the name of being "modern" and "progressive." 

 

Mari Bonomi, Kilmarnock, VA:  

So I went looking for railway maps, because my dad brought me up to love trains, especially pufferbellies (or choo-choos as he called them right up to his death in 2007 at age 90!) and because I am hoping to spend a month next spring travelling across the U.S. and back via rail.

 

Richard Olson, Herington, KS:  

I've forgotten the Morse Code I learned while a Cub Scout. I've always loved trains, and worked on the now defunct Rock Island line on stretches through four different states on a tie gang for a year (1973). Recently I read that 5,000 airplanes an hour are in the sky. Little of this traffic could not be replaced by rail. Not only do airplanes contribute far more greenhouse emissions per unit of travel compared to trains. The travel experience by rail is enormously more enjoyable and hassle-free than by air. Finite petroleum resources better husbanded for future food production and distribution requirements are squandered on poorly justified non-essential air travel for passenger and goods alike. I retain a memory of passenger trains speeding through my little Kansas home town (pop. =/- 400 if farmers in a five-mile radius were included) where I began school in 1957 and once each day collecting a mail sack hanging from a pole without even slowing down, an event I never grew tired of viewing. This service ended about the time I began school. I wasn't sure just how accurate my memory is of the train speed during the mail snatch, so I just finished looking it up: see http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Railway_post_office.

 

Ronald Payne, Milford Center, OH:  

I re-read the essay and conclude, along with you, that indeed there are some things gone to which we should have clung. The town in which I grew up, and in which I now live in retirement, in the house my parents moved me into at age two in 1942, was the intersection of the Pennsylvania Railroad and the "Big Four." I spent hours in the tower watching the operator move levers to switch the tracks for the steam engines of the early 50s to move cars from the grain elevator's siding. If I try, I can still hear the dot-dash of the telegraph. I was fascinated at seeing the operator tightly fold and attach a paper note to a string that was looped around a 'Y' shaped contraption that he would hold up by the bottom of the 'Y' so the engineer or conductor could stick his arm through the loop and get the message without so much as slowing down. You've helped me remember some of the things I wish had been saved. Many thanks for the reverie!

 

Michael Howard, Palm Springs, CA:
I have no experience of telegraphy and very limited experience of traveling on the former-world class passenger railways of the United States. But, I have read a lot of the history of that railroad travel, seen photos and videos, and had the great privilege of riding restored/preserved trains of that era in mainline long distance railfan excursions, particularly on the Union Pacific. There is still a need in the US for good quality passenger rail service, both regional and high speed long distance, but in many areas it is lacking because US rail infra-structure is so deficient compared to Europe and Asia. Our government gives plenty of funding to air and automobile travel systems but not to passenger rail. Too bad. Other than the of course significant factor of time, long distance US rail travel even with the problematic Amtrak system, has much appeal compared to the stress, annoyance, and crowding of current air travel.


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