No One to Blame
March 15, 2011
Where do I begin? I know, I will write this column the same way I do my radio program. That is, I just start talking and when I hear my words, I know what I am thinking. Sounds crazy, doesn’t it? Well it is and so am I. If were not crazy I don’t think I could have survived all the things that have happened in my life — mainly all the things that have happened to me.
In looking back, I realize I have been my own worst enemy. I was always a sucker for someone else having me fight their battles for them. I think it started, as all illnesses start, in childhood. I remember my sister, who, although older than me, would inspire me to fight her battles. I would pay a heavy price and even though it was not always a happy outcome, I did get satisfaction in being “Horatio At The Bridge.” But, as I grew older and went into radio, the price I would eventually pay was going to be great indeed. But, maybe I should save that for another day.
There are more important things to deal with today. For example, what is happening in Japan is a catastrophe of gigantic proportions. The record-setting earthquake in the Pacific, followed by the giant tsunami it caused, was only the beginning of the greatest calamity and biggest fear: the destruction of those nuclear power stations which as I write signifies the worst nightmare of all. . . the suffering and death of thousands and maybe millions of helpless, noble human beings.
There are many unique elements to what is going on in that stricken country. One of the most paradoxical is that it was nature that turned on human beings, not other human beings. We are so used to one nation or group attacking and murdering another that when the greatest conflagration of all occurs, we find it strange that there is no enemy to blame. There is no Mahmoud Ahmadinejad; there is no Moammar Gadhafi; there is no Hugo Chavez; there is only geography and the elements.
I grieve for the Japanese people. I could not help but think, how odd, how paradoxical . . . the only nation to be attacked by atomic bombs in the history of the world is now in danger of suffering more than they did at both Hiroshima and Nagasaki back in August of 1945. The civilians who died in those two Japanese cities were innocent victims of their own government who began the war in the Pacific with the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor on December 7, l941.
If you care enough about where we are going, then you will have to learn where we have been. And where we have been is not always commendable. History is strewn with the blood of one war after another. It all started with rocks and clubs, but there has been a nonstop obsession with man killing man. It has never really stopped and it probably will never stop until we are all dust in the wind.
What is there in the human genome that makes man, in spite of his genius and capacity for great works, what is there within us that makes us ready to make war on one another without hesitation? If I knew the answer to that, I would make the greatest contribution to mankind since someone gave the Sermon on the Mount 2,011 years ago. He told us to love one another and cast aside greed and jealousy and all sin. But look what happened to him. He wound up nailed to a cross!