Interesting thread, especially when you look at the comments on last week's rant about the urban Colorado police department "arresting" everyone in the proximity of a bank robbery. And yes, once the handcuffs go on it's an arrest, not a detention. Hannah Arendt talked about "the banality of evil" in the context that normal everyday people could commit, or be complicit in, acts of great evil when they accepted the premises of their state or their state's ideology. When I studied Arendt it was in the context that the Holocaust was only possible with the complicity on some level of a majority of the German people.
Most people want to believe that "the authorities" are in the right. As in Colorado situation, where people emailed me to say, WTF, they caught the guy so everything is hunky-dory, right? Except that to catch the guy, they spat on the Constitution. Which is more important, catching a bank robber or maintaining and honoring the most important political document ever drafted?So when our President decides that, despite his Oath of Office, despite the actions of a duly elected Congress, he can pick and choose what laws to enforce, that's okay, too, because, you know, it's fair.
I said in my podcast last week that the moment our rights, our uniquely American rights, are no longer enshrined in our hearts, we are lost. In my podcast, I mentioned the great 1955 film "Night & Fog" and its powerful closing lines. N&F has been called among the greatest feats of movie-making ever, and every child in America should learn those lines. I suspect fewer than one in a million know them, or, at this point, understand their implications. So, hey, here they are...believe them...they have haunted me since I saw this film in 1968...now more than ever...
[The camera pans across Auschwitz as it is today]
"As I speak to you now,
The icy water of the ponds and ruins lies in the
Hollows of the charnel-house.
A water as sluggish as our own bad memories.
War nods, but has one eye open.
Faithful as ever,
The grass flourishes on the muster-ground round the blocks.
An abandoned village, still heavy with the threats.
The furnace is no longer in use,
The skill of the Nazis is child's play today.
Nine million dead haunt this landscape.
Who is on the look-out from this strange watch-tower
To warn us of our new executioners' arrival?
Are their faces really different from ours?
Somewhere in our midst lucky Kapos survive.
Reinstated officers and anonymous informers.
There are those reluctant to believe
Or believing from time to time.
There are those who look at these ruins today
As though the monster were dead and buried beneath them.
Those who take hope again as the image fades
As though there were a cure for the scourge of these camps.
Those who pretend all this happened only once,
At a certain time and in a certain place.
Those who refuse to look around them,
Deaf to the endless cry."
Michael B