Rant: The Study of History

Not long ago, someone I know made a remark that perfectly captures an attitude I have run into a thousand times:  “Something[‘s] been on my mind. History is essentially a fiction, a creative retelling at best. We shouldn’t judge our history on its accuracy but more on whether it leaves us empowered enough to have better lives. This idea has been abused, though.”

Been abused? Similarly, the Bush and then the Obama administrations decided the NSA could spy on US citizens, but this power has been abused. In case you missed it, that was irony; of course it was bloody abused, because its fundamental nature is abusive. The idea that the study of history is fiction starts off as rubbish and then gets worse.

Let me make one distinction right off, because it often seems to be a point of confusion:  there is a difference between history (what happened in the past) and the study of history (our understanding and opinions about what happened in the past). It seems trivially obvious that the object of the latter is to come as close as possible to the former, but, in any case, they aren’t the same.

There is more to the study of history than accuracy, but it must start there, with the struggle to find out what actually happened. It isn’t easy, and obviously any historian is coming at it from a particular viewpoint–the best of them make clear what this viewpoint is. But after we have determined what happened (yes, six million Jews were murdered, even if you feel more empowered believing otherwise; yes, the slaughter of the American Indian and the near destruction of his culture actually happened; yes, Bush really did sanction torture and Obama really is committing murder without due process, no matter how empowering it is to you to deny these things), we need to understand why. Once we have committed ourselves to the ongoing (and very difficult) task of determining what actually happened, we have only begun. Because the point of the study of history goes beyond, “it is good to know what happened.” The point is to be able to generalize–to understand the working of historical laws in order to make them work for us in the same way that we learned about the General Theory of Relativity and now use it in our GPS devices. Of course Einstein’s work was very difficult; and yet, one rarely hears a physicist say, “determining the laws of the motion of matter on the subatomic level is very difficult, so I think I’ll just conclude there are no laws.”

Ah, what is that I hear? Grinding teeth? What is that I see? Rolling eyes? Yes, I said historical laws–the laws of motion that apply to the actions of socially organized human beings over time. The absurdity of those who deny such laws exist is usually self-evident. What is theory? It is merely generalized experience. So let me put it this way:  If you are going to say there is no such thing as historical law, then be aware you are contradicting yourself every time you wave your arms in frustration at the American voter and say, “Didn’t they learn anything the last time we had a <fill in the blank> in office?” That thing you just did was complaining that other people are failing to make the correct generalizations about history. (A note in passing:  I believe that, if you are saying that, you are failing to make the correct generalizations about history, but that is another discussion.)

We know about the law of combined development (that the technology base of a culture can leapfrog, taking what it learned from another culture and, not just catching up, but surpassing it with entirely new technology). We know that economic systems that were an advance at one time–as landlord-based feudalism was an advance over a society built on slave labor–will at some point begin taking society backward and need to be replaced, as capitalism replaced the feudal-monarchical system. We know that there has been a trend, over the vast scope of history, for more personal liberty and greater democracy. Knowing these things permits us to draw important conclusions about what is happening now, and what needs to be done about it. When we see widespread attacks on democratic rights, we need to be able to draw conclusions about whether this is a fluke because some individuals happen to be not nice, or if it is part of a broader, more systemic problem. The study of history is invaluable in making this determination, and this study has nothing whatever to do with how “empowered” we want to feel.

In my opinion, the study of history is in its infancy. We are still, on many levels, postulating the existence of the ether for describing how light travels. We need to understand better. But of one thing I am very certain: this understanding will not come from people who believe that history is fiction.

Current Progress

Skyler and I are fighting through revisions on the next Incrementalists novel (still not sure what the title will be), and I’m working on Vallista.  Vallista (set immediately before Hawk, which moves the story forward) is going slowly, but not badly.  On chapter 3 right now.

So, just for shits and giggles, if I were to write something not set in the Incrementalists world or Dragaera, what should I write?  I mean, what thing haven’t I done would you like to see me trying to do, so I can fall flat on my face and you can laugh pitilessly at my ineptitude?

 

 

 

Cheering the Soldiers

This is a relatively new thing–you’re sitting on an airplane, and the crew requests that active duty soldiers be permitted to deplane first, and be given a round of applause. I don’t fly enough to know if all airlines are doing this, but I know several are. Sitting on the plane for an extra two minutes while others leave isn’t that big a deal, but the idea of it, and the applause, well, it is a profoundly unhealthy sign, and it brings up several questions.

What ought to be our attitude toward those in the armed forces?  The general default attitude of, “You as a citizen owe them a debt, because they are putting their lives on the line for your freedom,” need only be expressed to reveal its vacuousness. The military, along with the police, are above all a tool of class oppression. For the most part, the police oppress those who live within a given country’s national borders, and the military (under normal but certainly not all circumstances) extend the oppression of capital beyond those arbitrary boundaries. They are certainly not fighting in my interests (given that I happen not to own an oil company), nor are they fighting in your interests. Nor, in fact, in their own, which is where the real tragedy lies.

In large part, the military is recruited from the most hopeless, demoralized elements of society–those who have no other way out. That is nothing to cheer about. It is, in my opinion, something to be sympathetic about, and even angry–that our fellow human beings must, out of desperation, put themselves into a position where they must kill their brothers and sisters, or be killed, ought to make us furious.

But there are many who join the military from conviction–from a belief that they are doing the right thing. These people are willing to risk their lives for something they believe to be higher than themselves. Is that not, at least, laudable? Well, yes, it is. Seriously. Even if (as I believe) they are buying into a reactionary belief system that works against their own interests, even then, an individual willing to risk his or her life for a cause is worthy of admiration. Exactly to the degree that the soldier on the other side who is willing to risk his or her life for a cause is worthy of admiration. As individuals, I admire these people neither more nor less than those against whom they fight.

I make no judgments about the moral character of those who join the service either out of personal desperation or out of  conviction. (There is the closely related issue of a military culture that encourages torture, brutality, and atrocities against civilians, but that is separate discussion.)

The point is, we are not being asked to cheer these people because they are risking their lives for a cause “higher than themselves.” At least, I find it very unlikely that if, for the example, there were POWs from the enemy forces on the plane, we would be asked to cheer them, yet they, also, risked their lives for a cause “higher than themselves.” No, what we’re being asked to cheer are not individuals who are so desperate to escape their hopeless lives that they will risk everything, nor even those who honestly believe “serving their country” to be a virtue worth risking their lives for. We are being asked to cheer a war. We are being asked to cheer a war of oppression, of imperialism; a war waged for the profit of a tiny minority, over the bodies of innocent civilians who live in the wrong place, the bodies of “enemy combatants” who want to defend their homes, and the bodies of our own neighbors and friends.

However, that isn’t the worst of it. Among many, many progressive elements that went into the founding of this country was, in contradistinction to Europe, the placing of civilians above the military. This was done quite consciously by the founders, and was one of the attempts to safeguard our freedom. The ultimate control of military forces rests with the civilian government; the people are above the army. Look at all the problems Lincoln had because he considered that fact fundamental, and even during the civil war had to be careful about when, where, and how the military could infringe on civil rights. Even the Second Amendment, whatever your thoughts on it and its application, was in part an effort to say, “If we need an army, it will be US, not a separate group that has power over us.” When we are encouraged to cheer soldiers, when there is constant propaganda about how grateful we should be to the veterans (usually by those who want do deny those veterans adequate health care and other benefits, by the way) I can only see it as part of an effort to erode our basic human rights.

The NSA spies on us, the police murder us, non-combatants are killed without due process (even Americans!), and, just at this time, the airlines want us to cheer military personnel.

I don’t think so. Here’s my idea: when they are brought home, when the military forces are disbanded, and when everyone who was in the military is given full health-care, decent housing, fulfilling work, and is, in general, treated like a human being, I’ll go ahead and cheer that, and my voice will be the loudest.

Jenburgers

Last time Jen was over, we made burgers to bring to my sister’s birthday party. They went over well. Here, as well as we can remember, is what we did. [This is Jen. I’m adding my comments in brackets. I control the signal. I’m drunk on power.] <And this is Steve again, mixing Jen another power & tonic.>

2 lbs lean ground beef [I think it was 3 lbs beef? Seemed like more than a 2-to-1 ratio, anyway] <Um. It was one of those big tubes, and I never looked at the weight. Damn.> [Okay, readers, use your best judgement.]
1 lb ground bison [you have to make bison motions with your hand every time you say bison] <I thought that went without saying.>
1 medium yellow onion, finely chopped.  No, finer than that.  Even finer. Little teeny tiny pieces, like Jen does. Pretend you’re OCD. [I’m just being CAREFUL. Reader, your onion pieces have to be tiny and even or everything will be terrible. Trust me.]
1 tablespoon sweet Hungarian paprika
2 [Steve-]tablespoons minced garlic [which translates to 4 normal-tablespoons]
1 egg
A couple dashes Worcestershire sauce
A splash of red wine [What is the difference between a dash and a splash?] <A dash involves a quick back-and-forth motion with the bottle.  A splash is half of a glug.> [I did not think you would have an actual answer.]
Kosher salt
black pepper
[I think I wanted to add cumin but we didn’t have any.] <Yeah, I never know what’s in my spice cabinet. It’s all cumin and goin’.> [See, that isn’t helpful. Why would you make that terrible joke, Toni?] <Yeah, Aliera. That was uncalled-for.>

 

Beat the egg in a large mixing bowl. [It is important to really beat the snot out of the egg, because that snot is what is going to hold your burgers together.] <I didn’t need that image.> Add onion, paprika, garlic, and the other stuff.

Mix in the meat. [Mixing the meat together and incorporating the egg mixture is best done by hand, so make sure your nails are clipped short and go to town. It’s fun! Right up until you’re done making the patties and then you realize how gross your hands are and only hot water can save you.] <Very hot water.  Like, ouch.>

Shape the patties, separate them with butcher’s paper or parchment, and freeze.  When it’s time to cook them, do that.  Then eat them. [You may use whatever accompaniments and/or condiments you prefer, but onion buns are the one true burger bun.] <Hear, hear!>

AMATDPMO

I’m feeling like waxing the cat today.  So, as I stare at the other screen, the one that says, “3.” at the top and has nothing else on it, I’m open for distractions. Ask me anything that doesn’t piss me off.