Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Garden Party and The Memorandum

My oldest daughter is home educated. Her curriculum has required her to read many of the books that sit unopened on our book shelves. We have a full set of the Great Book of the Western World. I joined her in reading many of these great works. She really didn't need me to follow along, but it meant that she and I would have common ground that would allow us to just talk. As I read them I realized that they were not as difficult to understand as I assumed and that they often contained treasures. Still, when selecting books for myself, I largely ignored these classics. So, I decided that every 5th book I read would be a book that was written at least 100 years ago. When I read 4 books, I dutifully pulled one of the Great Books off the shelf and read.

That pattern worked well for a while. Then, I began parenting two children from the African diaspora; they arrived in home via International Adoption. Their home country is Haiti. I wanted to fill our home with literature from the African community. So, I began looking for an African American or Pan African "Canon," literature that is either of a particularly high quality or had great historical influence. My search didn't yield any results. But, it did make me question my own Western Canon -- books that reflect the thoughts of the ancient Greeks, writings popular in the Roman Empire, thoughts from Reformation and Renaissance thinkers. It made me wonder if there was such a thing as an Eastern Canon. As I searched, I came across A Lifetime's Reading: The World's 500 Greatest Books. If I stay on schedule I should finish this list when I am 96.

Anyway, I just finished reading The Garden Party and The Memorandum by Vaclav Havel. These two plays are on the list of 500 Greatest Books. Truthfully, I didn't think I wouldn't enjoy these plays. These satirical works criticize governmental, bureaucratic inefficiency. Taken out of context, each line might be considered in the genre of nonsense literature. But, together the plays are timeless masterpieces. I was surprised at how familiar I was with the world according to Vaclav Havel.

In The Memorandum a government bureaucracy has begun using an artificial language that is supposed to increase the precision with which we communicate.
"Ptydepe is built according to an entirely logical principle: the more common the meaning, the shorter the word. Thus, for example, the most commonly used term so far known -- that is the term 'whatever' -- is rendered in Ptydepe by the word 'gh'."
As I read that I thought, "Oh, the author must have a teenager!'

But, my mind wandered even farther as I read The Garden Party. I had recently received a rather nasty personal email about a blog entry I wrote in which I shared that I was not a member of the Homeschool Legal Defense Association and that I didn't agree with all of their political views. And I read:
"Stop it, for God's sake! This way we'll never get along together! If you mean to torpedo the friendly atmosphere I've managed to create among you under the guise of an open discussion, and furthermore, to undermine the success of our garden party -- then there's no place for you in the close-knit ranks of our collective! I won't stand for rowdyism here!"
That email was not the first (and I am sure it won't be the last) time I have felt like an outsider around Christians. I don't share their political views. Even my spiritual views lean away from traditional Western Christianity. I used to blog on a site dedicated to Conservative Christian home educators. I moved my blog because I all too often felt as if I had stepped on someone's toes. It is a good thing that I have learned that a Christian follows Christ and not other Christians or I would have left the church a long, long time ago. (Okay, I just started humming 'American Pie.')

Then, just because I thought this was completely funny, reflecting exactly how I feel about mainstream media:
MRS PLUDEK: Hugo is nicely taken care of. Shouldn't we now look out for something for Peter? After all, he too is our child.

PLUDEK: Oh, we'll find something for him. He might go to work for some paper.

MRS PLUDEK: Wouldn't they mind him looking like a bourgeois intellectual? If only he'd stop wearing those glasses!

PLUDEK: They haven't got a single intellectual among them, so they're bound to think better a bourgeois one than none at all. At least he knows which way is up. Did somebody ring?

Well, of course there are some individual news people whom I respect greatly. Paul Harvey, September 4, 1918 – February 28, 2009, may you find eternal rest. Good Day!

Anyway, these two plays were fun reads. In fact, I suspect that I will read the 5 other plays that are contained in this book. But, first, I will be starting my Lenten reading.

February Summary

I read 8 books this month. This is an amazing accomplishment as it surpasses the number of books I read in total since becoming the mother of two preschoolers in May. My goal was helped considerably in that my husband was traveling 2 of the 4 weeks. I get way more play and way less sleep when he is gone. He generally tells me when it is time to go to bed. Apparently, I'm not grown yet! I think my favorite was Kindred by Octavia Butler. Marissa read this and enjoyed it too. In fact, when she finished reading it she went directly to the library and checked out more books by the same author.

This might be against the rules on a book blog, but I also want to recommend a documentary I watched this month. I had first heard of the book when I was browsing Shelfari looking for book recommendations. When I went to Amazon to see about buying the book and learned that the book was available as a documentary on DVD, I decided that I would just rent the DVD. I had hoped that it would be engaging enough to interest my oldest daughter. Well, she is smart enough to know when she is being tricked into learning something. But, I enjoyed the discussion. The video uses actors to portray the historical CS Lewis and Sigmund Freud and follows their journeys which ultimately leads Lewis to Christianity and in which Freud embraces atheism. The narration is interupted at intervals so that a group of people from different religious beliefs can take part in a round table discussion about the worldviews of the two men.

It feels good to be thinking again!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

When and Where I Enter: The Impact of Black Women on Race and Sex in America

I have tried to be deliberate in my reading lately. In the past, I read novelettes which could be easily digested in a matter of hours. Since childhood, my ideal reading condition has included a large, empty block of time. I liked to be able to read a book from cover to cover. But, my time is now divided by mothering, blogging, cleaning and transporting my daughter back and forth to work. My pattern has necessarily changed. As I mature, age and turn gray, I have decided that at least some of what I read should teach me.

One of my favorite bloggers is in the habit of multi-blogging. But, she just started a new blog that attempts to combine all her thoughts in one place. Her blog description reads, "Leaping into the gap between knowledge sought [scita] and knowledge that must be sought to make sound decisions [scienda]. In other words, cool stuff to know." It is in that spirit that I have decided that every month I will read books that might be included in an African-American or Pan-African Canon if such a thing existed. After all, I am raising two black children. I should know more about their history, culture and social pressures than what I learned in the very Westernized view taught in my public school.

In When and Where I Enter, Paula Giddings presents a testimony to the impact of black women's movements of issues of race, sex, class and poverty. This is a very good book for those interested in the black history, racism and sexism in America. Racism exist on several different levels: institutionalize racism, personally mediated racism and internalized racism. This book touches on America's history at each level -- history that has put us on a trajectory that has brought about racial tension and inequities in America today. The devaluation of women in a patriarchal society predates the founding of this country. The black woman is uniquely positioned as a bridge between these two marginalized groups.

Giddings highlights the historical, differential access to education, suffrage, and employment -- the lack of power for black Americans -- that litter America's post-emancipation history. She discusses the disadvantages that existed after the creation of the Jim Crow South for black Americans. These acts of institutional racism were part of my public school education. What I didn't learn is that wealth creation programs that were started around the Depression Era excluded black Americans. The Social Security act excluded domestic and agricultural workers. Many of these jobs were held by non-white workers. These workers, therefore, were not guaranteed an income after retirement. But, even more devastating to the black family was that they were excluded from the suburban America. The Federal Housing Administration adopted racist policy. These policies prevented black Americans from qualifying for home loans in white neighborhoods. Property appraisals were also tied to race. All-white neighborhoods received the highest government rating. Home ownership and home equity is a tool for passing on wealth to the next generation.

Social Darwinism has had a negative impact on policies related to the poor. Since class and race are entwined, Social Darwinism has had a negative impact upon black Americans.

The poor deserved to be poor, and if they died from poverty, they deserved that too. Giving them government aid could destroy society, for it would corrupt the natural laws of evolution -- survival of the fittest.
Black and white women's groups had different priorities when it came to addressing these issues. While the white women's group verbally supported the black women's groups on many issues, the groups divided politically. White women were willing to forgo suffrage for all in exchange for suffrage for white women. Southern white women published a policy statement that stated that their purity didn't need to be defended by mobs of white males lynching black men. But, they didn't support federal legislation that would allow the federal government to intervene and investigate acts of lynching if the local government had refused to do so. The issue of state's versus federal rights was too important to the group. Employment issues were viewed differently too. White women didn't necessarily fight for the right of black women to go to college and enter jobs that had historically been men's jobs. Instead the saw better working conditions for maids and laundry workers as improving black women's work.

The society's devaluation of black Americans was played out on personal levels too. When legislation was approved opening jobs to black Americans, some employers refused to hire black workers because their white employees wouldn't work side-by-side with a black worker. When black men and women finally won the right to vote, individual white Americans used fear, bribery and murder to keep them from the polls. Law enforcement officers sometimes turned a blind eye. The author even related a story of a tea at the home of Eleanor Roosevelt attended by a leader in the black woman's movement. There was an awkward moment at the beginning of the meal. No one wanted to share a table with this woman.

In my own town, a diversity survey found that, despite feeling uncomfortable around people of other races because lack of exposure, there is enough diversity in our community. In fact, one resident admitted to moving here from the cities to get away from diversity. I suspect that it is safe to conclude that personally mediated racism is alive and well in my home town.

Perhaps the hardest thing to embrace is that many black Americans have internalized the message they receive from society. In my mind, this message is most clearly seen in young black males who portray themselves as gangsta's. In my hometown this seems to be the only image a black teen is allowed to portray -- dangerous, strong, cool, and a sexual savant. It is what his peers expect of him. Even some white male teens have embraced this stereotype. I know because these boys are unusually attracted to my oldest daughter. She is perceived by her peer group as half black. Since all things black are cool, so is she.

The author also discussed the feeling inside the black community that lighter skin is better. I would say this also applies to hair textures that are more European. There is an understanding in the black community that really tight, kinky curls are "bad hair." "Good hair" is straighter and "prettier."

"There are men right in our own race, and they are legion, who would rather marry a woman for her color than her character. The white man who crosses the line and leaves an heir is doing a favor for some black man who would marry the most debased woman, whose only stock in trade is her color, in preference to the most royal queen in ebony." ~ Nannie Helen Burroughs
Finally, black women's groups were confused by the whole women's movement. The average black family still makes 58 cents on every dollar a white family earns. This income gap meant that black women have always worked to help their family survive. In fact, black women go to college at a higher rate than black men. There are more black women professionals then there are black men professionals. Sociologists have studied this phenomenon and have come up with a surprisingly stupid conclusion. Black women are too bold. There drive and education has disenchanted black men. The solution? Black women should stay home and remain uneducated.

I couldn't believe all the women who had significant contributions to our country who I had never in my life heard of! I don't recall ever learning about Ida B. Wells, Mary Church Terrell, or Mary McLeod Bethune.

Last, and this could be a blog entry in itself, I stumbled over this quote:

"Why is it never said that the really crucial function, the really important role that women serve as housewives is to buy more things for the house." ~ Betty Friedan, The Feminine Mystique
I stay home. I would like to believe that I am more valuable to society than just a consumer. I mean I know I don't do really important things like pay taxes on a wage. But, I do shape the next generation. I thought our country valued that. I guess not.

Related: Levels of Racism: A Theoretic Framework and a Gardener’s Tale by Camara Phyllis Jones, MD, MPH, PhD

Or, if you prefer, this link will direct you to a video presentation on her allegory, "A Gardener's Tale."

Kindred

African spirituality embraces the understanding the our ancestors influence the fortune of the living. In Octavia Butler's Kindred the main character's ancestor did more than that. Through a connection that neither could explain, Dana, a modern black woman, was transported through time and space to a plantation in Maryland whenever her ancestor is in trouble. Her ancestor, Rufus, was a white slave owner. The story provides an unusual way to explore the grim realities of slavery. I enjoyed this book.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Gilgamesh

What an odd story. The Epic of Gilgamesh is one of the oldest stories on Earth. It is set in the Tigris-Euphrates River Valley. Those Christians who have read the book upon which they assert to state their faith will recognize this area from the Genesis creation account. Gilgamesh was an ancient king of who reigned over Uruk, a Sumerian city-state (an area located in southern Iraq).

The story begins with the people of Uruk crying out to the gods -- asking for relief from Gilgamesh's brutal rule. The gods decide to intervene and create an ezer kenegdo for Gilgamesh, the man Enkidu. A man who will bring balance to Gilgamesh's rule, a man who will become his constant friend and battle partner. Enkidu begins the story as a feral creature, but he gains knowledge. In the Genesis account, Adam and Eve eat the fruit of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. Enkidu gains knowledge by having sex with a temple prostitute. His innocence is stripped; he is rejected by the animals. He is no longer one of them. Now, he is civilized. He learns to eat, drink, dress and behave like a man. He learns the language of men.

There are many parallels to the Bible account of creation. Instead of a Tree of Life there is a plant of eternal youth. There are illusions to baptisms and annointings that describe making one clean. Tammuz, who is mentioned in the Tanakh, is identified as a lover of the goddess Ishtar. And, there is a flood that is ordered by the gods. Most of humanity is destroyed. One family survives the deluge by building a large wooden ark.

The similarities between the flood stories are undeniable. I suspect some people would read The Epic of Gilgamesh and assume that the story in the Tanakh cannot possibly be true; it is simply a retelling of an older story, a myth. But, my faith is not rocked. In response to a comment to an entry on my personal blog (as opposed to this also personal, but not about my family blog) I wrote:

I am aware that there are ancient stories of virgin births, resurrections, miracles and healings. This proves nothing to me. You have approached these facts with the eyes of a skeptic and believe they prove that the Bible is false. When I approach these same things through the eyes of faith, I see evidence of the truth of the Genesis account of history. All humans have similar stories because they started as one family. A family whose patriarch had an intimate relationship with his Creator. After the dispersal at the Tower of Babel… these people took the stories they had learned, the flood “legends,” their ideas of the promise of a Savior, the virgin birth and wove them into the fabric of their society. Having the same or similar stories is what would be expected of a people group with a common ancestry and a common history. Frankly, if these similarities didn’t exist, their absence would lend weight to disproving the Bible.

Oh, and carpe diem. Or if you prefer, "Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow you may die." But, isn't this more poetic?
Humans are born, they live, then they die,
This is the order that the gods have decreed.
But, until the end comes, enjoy your life,
spend it in happiness, not despair.
Savor your food, make each of your days
a delight, bathe and anoint yourself,
wear bright clothes that are sparkling clean,
let music and dancing fill your house,
love the child that holds you by the hand,
and give your wife pleasure in your embrace.
That is the best way for man to live.
Related: Focus Your Life On Eternity