Apocalypse
No! Part 4: The True Sister And The True Brother
By
Juan Santos
07 December,
2007
Countercurrents.org
“…Only
those who are obedient to the guidance of the Great Creator's laws will
survive. If it is the will of the Creator, if the earth is totally destroyed
by the willfulness of man, the true sister and brother will give a rebirth
to recycle the earth and renew its life.”
-from
the newsletter of the traditional Hopi Elders, Techqua Ikachi, # 16
Part
1: Gridlock
It
is simply beyond me. The earth itself is dying, and most of us will
die with it. Tonight in a restaurant, I sat alone with tears in my eyes,
watching the people run through the routines of personality and “meaning,”
a “meaning” adapted to a way of life that is already over,
whose prognosis is terminal; I am all but certain I was the only person
there who knew it.
It is not
a hard job to keep them in ignorance. They are entranced by what the
Hopi call Koyaanisqatsi, all of the things that glitter with death,
that bind us in a spell of comfort and numbness to the radical reality
of a life out of balance. That the masters of war and global death keep
them all in ignorance of what is coming is made simple by their entrancement.
It is a simple matter of keeping the spellbound asleep, of making sure
no disturbance awakens them.
One wonders
if such ignorance is a blessing or a curse. Was it better that the Jews
in the death camps did not know that they were entering a gas chamber,
that the entranced among them thought they were to get clean, rather
than that they were about to be “cleansed” from the face
of the Earth? I couldn’t say, because I know we are not heading
for a shower, and I cannot find the right words to break the spell.
Even if I knew them, I would have no means to speak them soon enough
to enough people. I couldn’t really help them prepare, and the
leap from this dull ignorance and the hypnosis of death, into a living
rebellion and a thrust toward life is simply too large for them to make
in the time we have left. We have no time left. With the Nazis at the
gas chambers it was Zyklon B: for us it’s Carbon Dioxide and Methane.
Although they are odorless –we cannot smell them- they’re
already filling the room, and the first of us are already dying.
No, you won’t
read it in the paper, certainly not spelled out just this way. They
will tell you certain gases may cause death or “endanger millions,”
as they put it now. They will never say that it is a system of profit,
a way of life, and not the gases, as such, that are killing us. They
will only tell us, in the words of the US president, G.W. Bush, that
their way of life is “not
negotiable.” What this means is that nothing will
stop them, that to keep what they have – even for awhile, they
will let the rest of us die. They will never say, “Yes, we could
stop it, but we won’t.”
Instead,
the sergeants among them will point their fingers, talking about Zyklon
B “alarmists” while the President simply remains unconvinced
that Zyklon B really kills. He will claim that there is doubt, scientific
doubt, about where Zyklon B really comes from, and whether or not it
is anthropogenic – made by humans. Conservatives will say that
Zyklon B is essential for the economy, or that the nation must break
its dependence on foreign sources of Zyklon B. The debate will rage
on the back pages of the newspaper, the pages no one reads. And the
ones who want to wake up, the ones who want us to live, will pray that
god sends a message, but no one reads that paper, either. Their eyes
are glued to “American Idol” and “America’s
Most Wanted.” Others will write essays like this one that will
be read by 6 thousand of the Earth’s 6 thousand million people.
A few of us will understand what we’re facing, a few of us will
understand in depth. Very, very few. One in a million, maybe 10 in a
million. Even as more begin to stir, it is certain that they will lack
the power to make a difference. The guards have guns, while the inmates
have only their striped uniforms and television sets, their inertia,
their poverty and 6th grade reading level.
Not unlike
Carolyn
Baker, I am told by people whose focus is on the spiritual
that I am too “negative,” too angry, that only love can
save the world now, that I should give up my anger and distrust of the
Good Germans with their Zyklon B, that I must forgive them, that I have
“no Harmony” in my soul, that publishing “missive
after missive” of bad news only “brings down” those
who need their full attention to be placed on creating the spiritual
conditions for the coming Shift to a world of peace and harmony. The
advocates of the Love Solution have met me with contempt and anger and
, as Baker points out, self -“righteousness.”
But the truth
is that I have listened to them with deep carefulness. Because one thing
is clear. What we have been doing doesn’t work. Another thing
is clear to me, as well: that what we have called our “selves”
is a temporary construct, a construct adapted to an artificial environment
that is about to, unimaginably and unambiguously, disappear. But oddly,
as radical as I have been these last thirty years – and I have
been as radical as I could manage, and even much more radical than I
could manage, I find myself stuck in the middle now, with no clear solution
to this dilemma about love.
But, I know
this. That the worst thing oppression has done to me is to eat me alive,
to render null the meaning and potential of what I was born to be, to
consume my time and my emotional and intellectual and creative and spiritual
energies, to block me in from all sides, to make me constantly have
to react to the barrage of abuse, poverty, physical and emotional suffering,
exploitation, indignity, subterfuge, manipulations and constrictions
that make oppression what it is, and which make the world go ‘round.
I’ve known since I was 16 that this is not a way of life, but
a way of death. The knowledge was more than I could absorb, then, but
over the decades I have absorbed it, learned to understand it, name
it, pin it, identify its games, their rules and their permutations.
But, looking
around, all of that has not helped me to escape it, even though the
truth of my own private mythology is that the task that was set for
me was to understand it so that when the Time came, as it has come,
I could help to create a new culture, one free of oppression, one that
would not be a living death. Nevertheless, I still have to reckon with
the reality that my understanding has not set me free. I know how not
to live, I know what not to repeat. But, I don’t know how to live.
I know only a little of that.
I assume
that my situation is simply part of a larger one, a situation one self-appointed
New Age guru has rightly described as an all but all encompassing Karmic
Gridlock.
If today
is the culmination of everything that has gone before it, if the current
global crisis is the singular product of “history,” of civilization,
then all of the contradictions of that history, in all of their permutations,
economic, cultural, social, physical, mental and emotional, are coming
to a head as part of this culmination, this crisis. The totalism of
the system, of this way of death, has reached a new threshold we can
call Gridlock and Collapse. The cat has caught its tail, the Matrix
has trapped itself. It has destroyed its own options and has nothing
left to feed on but itself, as if it were a cancer with nothing left
to feed on but more cancer, with no healthy flesh left to invade.
Part
2: The Good News
The good
news is that the death system is dying. It could come to no other end.
The bad news
is that it has become so all encompassing that there is nowhere left
to run if we were able to escape it. Escaping global warming would be
like escaping the air itself, the atmosphere itself. But we cannot escape
the air, there are no spaceships to carry us elsewhere, and we probably
couldn’t breathe if we got there.
I don’t
think dying is so bad, personally. I came close to dying a few months
ago. Later, it occurred to me it would have been easier than living.
If it were to happen, I later realized, all it would take is to close
the eyes. Easy, but cheap and faithless.
What we have
been doing – dying – doesn’t work. What we have been
doing – fighting or resisting, or going along or “getting
ours” – doesn’t work. It didn’t work.
And its time
is over.
This whole
way of life is over. Everything my generation rebelled against is over
This cancerous consumption and the growth of consumption is over. It
can’t take another step. As George
Monbiot points out, if the economy grows by only 3% a year,
global economic activity- and consumption- will double in roughly a
quarter of a century.
Monbiot writes,
“In other words, if our economy grows at 3% between now and 2040,
we will consume in that period economic resources equivalent to all
those we have consumed since humans first stood on two legs. Then, between
2040 and 2063, we must double our total consumption again. Reading that
paper I realised for the first time what we are up against.”
There are
no easy fixes. Short of a very severe global economic collapse there
may be no fixes at all. An article in the Los
Angeles Times shows why. The Times reports that overall
there has been a 12% decrease in global warming emissions since the
forging of the Kyoto Protocol. But, the Times reports, “It [the
apparent success of Kyoto] was an illusion. The progress wasn't due
to a global embrace of green power, but rather to the 1991 collapse
of the Soviet Union, which shut down smoke-belching factories across
the region.
Here’s
the result of the Eastern Bloc collapse:
“Russia:
Down 29% in carbon dioxide emissions since 1990.
Romania:
A 43% reduction.
Latvia: A
resounding 60% drop.”
Far from
reducing emissions- an utterly urgent necessity – the Times says
that “total carbon dioxide emissions from countries bound by Kyoto's
caps have risen by more than 8%.” Among developing nations, China's
emissions grew 138% since Kyoto was adopted. The U.S., the number one
polluter, never even signed the accord.
There is
no reason to assume that a market based plan that comes out of Bali
will do any better at all.
When absolute
survival depends on a certain set of actions, it is pure death and foolishness
to set up a system with competing survival drives, one with built-in
conflicts that undermine what must be done. But any market based plan
does just that. In the real world, survival depends on cutting greenhouse
gas emissions. But in the artificial world of the market, for the capitalist,
“survival” depends on growth, on cutting costs, on making
as much as possible for as little as possible – on making profit
and on making more profit than your competitors in an ever-expanding
cycle. Any market based system of “credits” to pollute –
credits to kill, licenses to kill - pits the short term survival of
a few capitalists against the survival of Life on Earth.
It’s
not just greenhouse gases that must be cut. Industrial production itself
– which produces greenhouse gases and a million other plagues
- must not grow, certainly not at a rate that will cause us to produce
and consume – and thus pollute - as much in the next quarter century
as we have consumed in the entire existence of the human species.
Well, there
is an alternative, but it is one that no government on Earth will ever
embrace. The only thing that can stop the increase in production, and
thus the destruction of all Life, is a Global Depression, which, by
definition, drastically reverses economic growth. Maybe then we can
meet the standards science says must be met – an 80% reduction
in greenhouse gases - or more– a rate of reduction over twice
the size of the reduction created by the Russian collapse.
Since any
Kyoto-style accord can be nothing more than a deadly mix of food and
poison, we may thank god that such a Depression, and with it, real reductions
in greenhouse gases, seems increasingly likely, even inevitable. Take
your choice: Relative poverty, even the deepest poverty, in the short
term, or Global Death. But let’s be more specific in laying out
the meaning of the choice. Consider this: James
Lovelock of “Gaia” fame has projected that
unchecked global warming will lead to conditions, where, by 2100, there
will remain only 500 million humans on Earth, and they will live at
or near the poles. Lovelock contends that the rest of the planet will
be uninhabitable. Consider. By 2050 Global warming will have destroyed
one
million species of Life on Earth. Human global population
is due to reach 9 billion in the same year. If only 500 million humans
survive in 2100, that means that roughly 8 and ½ billion –
about 95% of all humans living at mid-century - will die. It comes down
to it: Either this way of death- in-life dies, or the human species
will be eradicated or all-but eradicated, along with the vast majority
of Life on the planet. Let’s revisit our premises. The market
requires growth if individual formations of capital (banks, corporations,
companies, businesses) are to survive; while Life requires no growth,
or negative economic growth, if we are to survive. It’s that plain,
that simple. In all likelihood, what comes out of the UN conference
in Bali, which is meant to lay the groundwork for a “New Kyoto,”
will be nothing but a compromise with global death, one in which death
has the upper hand. Economic collapse is the one thing that might give
Life itself a way to continue.
Of course,
under capitalism, the state has a primary function: it is not to protect
Life; it is to create a controllable populace so that there is a stable
zone of production for capital, and to create stable markets for the
distribution (including exports) of commodities, and the seizure of
resources. In other words, to suppress the people at home, and to intimidate
or conquer people abroad. Needless to say, economic collapse leads to
war, as competing states seek to use warfare to maximize their control
of markets and overseas resources and emerge from the collapse “on
top,” The next depression will be no different, unless the capitalists
realize that reconstituting their system is a hopeless task. Which,
given the impending realities of peak oil, just might be the blessed
case. Economic collapse, war, peak oil, and a vastly over-extended US
empire are all intimately linked and mutually reinforcing realities
that lead in one direction - to the death of the Empire and the impossibility
of its resurrection. Let us pray and let us work to make sure its death
comes in time for us all to survive it. Let us pray and work as if we
were in line for the gas chamber. Because we are.
Part
3: Renewing the World
Let us pray
and let us work and let us learn how to build a completely different
future once this way is finally dead and buried. It will take everything
we have, and more. It will take what we don’t have.
Since this
way of life is over, since this culture is over, the fiction of who
we have assumed ourselves to be is also over. We are not that. We never
were that. It’s just that our survival in the system meant we
had no choice but to pretend- even to ourselves – to be that.
It is time, now, for us to deliberately and consciously to enter into
what my generation called the psychedelic experience, the dissolution
of our egos- I mean our stories, the stories we have told ourselves
about what it is to be alive, to be a human being on Earth. Like an
actor when the stage is being torn down after the show, it’s time
to abandon who we were, what we were, what we said, what we did, and
what we planned. That’s what it means to die consciously, to allow
the ego to die, to let go of a life that can no longer be sustained.
That’s what it means to die with joy, to see death as liberation
from suffering. All the stuff the Buddha said. It’s Time now.
It’s time to die, so that the world might be re-born.
I imagine,
rightly or wrongly – I haven’t asked - that the people who’ve
been preaching love and forgiveness to me already understood this. I
don’t know, and it matters little. I let them work in me, I let
their words dismantle me, even though I had felt profoundly insulted
by them, even though some of the things that were said were arrogant
and clearly meant to be insulting. Nevertheless, I began to give up
the story. Slowly, the anger is giving way to sadness. Sadness is a
step closer to love than anger. That’s good. Beneath the anger
is grief, and beneath the grief is light and joy and renewal and the
colors of the rainbow. Beneath the grief is life, not the phony “life”
we’ve been led to lead, but real life. I know, because I’ve
been down the road before. That’s how I knew to listen to the
love preachers in the first place. That’s how I knew it was time
to shut up, to sit with the impossible and let it answer itself. And
here’s the deal. Death’s own answer is love. No, it’s
not death vs. love. Love is death’s own answer. The answer we
have always needed under the death system is love - a way to love and
a way to be loved. A way to connect, to break down, to open up. Oppression
is nothing but a block to love, to connection, to inclusion. Love is
the road. Oppression is not sustainable, and to that extent, it is not
fundamentally real. It is doomed to collapse. Love is fundamentally
real. Connection is fundamentally real. Death and oppression have no
victory if we know we are connected, if we know that the door is open
to our love, if we can still give it and receive it, if we can pledge
it beyond the grave, beyond the prison’s bars. It is our love
for life, for kids and animals, that we can pledge now, and pledge it
beyond the grave, to a future we will never live to see. To a new world
whose parents and ancestors we may become if we but choose it and lay
the foundations for it. We will have to lay them the only place they
can be laid, in the midst of the destruction and unimaginable anguish
to come
It is love
that we, ourselves, will need, as the world we have been shunted into
dies around us. What we will need is those who will love us enough to
help us face death, the death of our ego-“lives” and the
real death that will accompany economic collapse or ecological collapse,
or both. We will need people willing to become
boddhisatvas, people willing to try to become something
like we imagine Christ or Quetzalcoatl to have been, people willing
to be with us, in love, until the end, and beyond the end. It’s
Time now. It’s time to get free. It’s time to become the
True Sister and the True Brother, those who know they are related, those
who know they are connected, those who can remember how to love, those
who the Hopi said might renew the Earth.
Note: “Love”
is the palpable assurance or insurance of connection and inclusion.
It is a verb, not a feeling, per se, or a spiritual state of being.
It is an act of will, a commitment and a discipline and a capacity for
understanding, compassion, and expression, more than it is a feeling
or a state of being, although it is also these, as well. The palpable
assurance or insurance of connection and inclusion is made manifest
in acts or expressions of compassion, and through work or sacrifice
aimed at extending one’s self and one’s boundaries to include
the other, their well being, survival and spiritual growth. It is inseparable
from and identical with acts of caring.
Juan
Santos is a Los Angeles based writer and editor. His essays
can be found at: http://the-fourth-world.blogspot.com/.
He can be reached at: [email protected].
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I Apocalypse No!An Indigenist Perspective
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II Apocalypse No! Christian Fascism And The Nazi Legacy
Part
III The Law Of Life And The Law Of Death
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