Those Buttons

Are you tired of being taken for a fool?

The stark reality is that the front persons of the ultra-immoral elite know exactly how to push human buttons—either building up those predisposed to their depravity, or making life especially miserable for those whose hearts and minds, and often relationships, are ravaged by their lies. Whatever that was in Washington, D.C. yesterday, April 25, it brings out key elements of what the crap Americans have been going through is about, in my humble view.

Consider your own setting

I’m no sociologist, psychologist, or expert on anything, but I presume to think an element or two of my own experience suggests how this manipulation works, and how it can be countered.

If you have a master manipulator in your life, say, at work, one of their key tools (among many) is coddling of the impressionable, together with character assassination for others—those who might put blocks up against their self-elevating and ego-stroking designs.

Their strategy against rivals:

Step 1: Identify a character flaw that can be hung around your neck. At some time we all have acted defensively or taken something personaly. That gets generalized and elevated into being a defining component of who you are.

Step 2:—and here’s the key, and transition to the larger political picture—They know the buttons to push to elicit the characteristic/s they have chosen to highlight in you—to destroy your credibility and clear their way, whatever that might be, in your group/org/project.

Your plan: Have the self-awareness to identify what your “buttons” might be and don’t let anyone push them.

Some things are clear

Re what happened at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner:

1. Trump, as President, has always boycotted this event, castigating the media. The event is intended to be fun and light-hearted.

2. This year he announced his plans to come, and brought a significant entourage from his Administration.

3. Very shortly after the incident, a composed Trump, surrounded by a weirdly cheerful entourage, helpfully pointed out that what had just happened underlined the need for a White House ballroom.

Something is seriously off here. Worst case: This was a sick ploy to push a lot of buttons.

Summary

There is one key element on which the designs and actions of oppressors and tyrants depends. That’s the buttons in us that can be pushed. We all must have the humility to identify the buttons on our personhood, buttons that have to do with our fears, our flaws and delusions—whatever—and refuse to let them be used. Let’s just acknowledge them and, probably with help and support, deal with them. That, I believe, is the real key to shutting down all the crap.

Bottom line: Don’t let anybody push your buttons.

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Musical Addendum: For Emerging

Apple Music
https://music.apple.com/ca/album/for-emerging/1824860872?i=1824860873

Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/7i1XTzIf0LE1msbIFMQ7Rq?si=9XxpitJrThOhqbRWjVN72Q

YouTube
https://youtu.be/QZDkpQVyC2c?si=zH8V_9LuBeeAvqtg

On Moving On

To those who say, “Move on”: Whenever what is dark and ugly is suppressed, it does not go away. The forces involved go deep, further under cover, and gather strength. Moving on invites even greater disaster. The magma of that ugliness and destruction will break through, worse than ever.

There must be justice. And by justice I mean punishment. No matter who it is.

The survivors? My mind seizes up on knowing what can be done for them. Apologies? For sure. From the abusers. From the system. From a people—all of us, beyond borders.

Other than that? 

Electoral change of course is essential, but insufficient. Transformation is needed at the cellular level, and this isn’t just on you, America. People are damaged, all over. Whatever else, let’s look to simple things. Sing in the kitchen. Paint. Write silly poems. Read a book with someone.

Listen.

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Recent music, For Emerging (possibly for reflection):

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/7i1XTzIf0LE1msbIFMQ7Rq?si=CgACAvB_QFCnZ-jXpC_6Uw

Apple Music:
https://music.apple.com/ca/album/for-emerging-single/1824860872

YouTube:
https://youtu.be/QZDkpQVyC2c?si=Oy_QqwSI5CxDKWtW

Medieval

I am having distinctly medieval vibes around the Epstein revelations, and much that we have already known about the crowd involved. Raping, pillaging the people. Ludicrous wealth. People feeling powerless. How can we move beyond incoherent bewilderment-becoming-rage? And not just ‘move on’—which would make us complicit with the evil.

It makes sense if we find something of feudal order here, and deep rot. In medieval times, people lived with a reality that those with power were without any such thing as accountability. The elite could act with impunity. All the rest were just to endure. What’s different now? We’re having the curtain pulled back to see the reality, and sense there can be a difference.

We’re not stuck with incoherent rage; we are capable of moral clarity. We can overcome the narrative of inevitability. We can can support those working to pry open the doors that powerful people are desperate to keep shut.

It is appropriate here to speak of apocalypse—not the B movie kind—but in the sense of ‘unveiling.’ What has been hidden becomes visible. The powerful are revealed as fallible, even monstrous. The king is seen as a fraud. The order of things is revealed as an elaborate stage set for the elite.

The current apocalypse isn’t the end. Just an end to the lie.

I’ll have more on this.

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Some let’s-get-moving music: It’s Thirds Day

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/2XERrGMvOz8ZkftMOu8l1W?si=TQp3M-3qSMGBH-aAQuEKrw

Apple Music:
https://music.apple.com/ca/album/its-thirds-day-single/1876665297

YouTube:
https://youtu.be/7xZ4YSgAtrg?si=rNzD0gpy8m8AU5rz

Bad Bunny and America

I have seen some reaction to Bad Bunny’s expression of America as a hemispheric entity. The reaction has concern for the history and character of America the nation, America being a short form of United States of America. I get that concern (It would be hypocritical of me, as a Canadian, with some of our recent elevated concerns, not to get that concern for national identity).

But let’s look at it this way, from say, lower Earth orbit. We see, as we always hear, no borders. But we know that, in reality, there are definitely individual countries. But zoom in and you see that those individual countries have distinct jurisdictions, regions, with their own identities and character. They are not dissolved by being part of the country. Zoom in further to individual communities. I’m in Toronto. Toronto, like any city, has individual neighbourhoods, rich in character. But that character is not threatened by being part of the larger community.

Can we not agree that, born out of history, there is an entity referred to as America that is both an individual country and a larger hemispheric reality? We have had, it seems, no trouble referring to that larger grouping as The Americas: a bi-continental reality that is distinct from, but part of and (hopefully) integrated with a larger reality called Earth.

Someday, we may have the further opportunity, and challenge, of seeing our Terran life and character as part of larger cosmic neighbourhood.

In short, along with Benito Antonio Martínez Ocasio, let’s broaden our perspective, not shrink it.

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Latest music release, In the Fullness of Timing:

Spotify:

Apple Music:
https://music.apple.com/ca/album/in-the-fullness-of-timing-single/1872571704

YouTube:

 

Completing Knowledge – with Beauty

However smart it may be, an overwhelming portion of our idea-making is made suspect by its use for self-promotion and image-making. Well okay, self-promotion isn’t a bad thing, but it is if it’s exercised at the expense and, often, manipulation of others—done in the service, ostensibly, of some greater good (This is the classic excuse of the manipulator, who really just loves the accompanying power and control).

Even when exercise of the mind is as pure as it can get, even in the service of altruistic goals, there is something missing: What place for beauty (even allowing for a certain beauty in the pursuit of truth)? There is a kind of wisdom in beauty-in-itself that is beyond any other kind of meaning—“wiser than wise,” I claim. How to source this deeper wisdom? Turn from the heights of thought to the depth of one another’s eyes.

And so, I heroically (he says humbly, with a slight cough) attempt to express this in song:

https://open.spotify.com/track/2wVYgWDP4Ey0SklE0AONdu?si=3sHqNDGQTBK5gXjSvo3bUw

Everyday Salvation

“That’s frustrating”

I trained as a student minister for a whole year under a hospital chaplain. He once made the observation that you can respond to pretty much whatever anyone says with “That’s frustrating,” and you will find you have connected with them in a meaningful way. An exaggeration? Anyone, anytime? Yes, that’s an exaggeration—but not that much of one.

I never did actually try it, and would not recommend experimenting with people’s feelings. But I did try for a while imagining what it would be like responding with “That’s frustrating” to what people were actually saying, while responding more authentically (It may sound complicated, but it’s amazing what a mind—even mine— can handle). If you keep that response in mind in conversations you have, you may find it surprising how often it would actually fit the context. I take this as a measure of the level of frustration, or disappointment, anger, and anxiety that are inside us.

Consider the casual encounters we have any given day—perhaps more significant for many of us through a time when there has been a widespread experience of isolation. The words we share then are rarely profound. But do we ever in these encounters, with those scintillating comments on the weather, make eye contact? Probably not. But there is something to try. I have been making a point of this, and it can bring a subtle but important transformation to the brief experience. We communicate much more with brief eye contact (prolonged would be creepy) than with most words. And it may be the only connection of any kind that person might have for the day.  

Faith language uses the term “atonement” for (re)connecting the divine and human. Making connection with another living soul is itself a kind of salvation, overcoming alone-ness. In a real sense, we “save” one another by overcoming isolation. In our everyday chance encounters, there are faces to look into, and people need to see your eyes (so get those shades off).

And maybe check out this song, Searching Faces.

Memories Are Made of Ads

A current ad for a resort on Lake Simcoe, “Friday Harbour,” has as background the song “Sunny Days” by the late somewhat-lamented Canadian rock band, Lighthouse. They were immensely popular in the early 70s when they blasted past the weed-masking flags in university residence windows from Dual turntables and Kenwood speakers into campus pathways. Hearing the music evokes all kinds of memories. Which is why, I guess, music is such an important tool used by therapists in the whole not-much-heralded field of music therapy. 

A number of my classmates from Western (then University of Western Ontario) music class of ‘75 went on to graduate training in music therapy. I observed in pastoral visiting, in my many, many visits with seniors over the years, that the mere mention of some bit of music can change a person’s demeanour and make an opening for delving into important, maybe even healing avenues. So maybe when we hear the next nostalgia-driven musical background to some otherwise-unworthy product or service, we can consider what connection we might make, that we may have been overdue in making, with those who might share the experience, in spite of grievances or silly ideological niceties.

Feeding My Mind for the Next Level

If someone could read my mind, I would be embarrassed. No, not for reasons you might now be thinking. I would be embarrassed at how selfishly mundane my thoughts are at any given time. They would go, “Boy, I could really use a nap.” Or, “I wonder what I should have or lunch.” Elevating stuff like that.

Probably more out of my concern for creature comforts than for social/contemporary issues, I noticed a report this morning that Metro, the grocery chain, is reporting a 10 percent increase in sales from a year ago. I’m happy for them and their employees. It is said to be a sign that during the pandemic people have been eating more at home. I immediately think that’s a good thing, but then, yeah, the restaurants and service industry workers, what about them? Nothing is simple.

“Give us this day our daily bread,” Jesus said we should pray in one way or another (Introducing what we call the Lord’s Prayer he said this is how you should pray, meaning, I think, we shouldn’t be just repeating it without taking it as a kind of template). However we go about it, it seems God wants us to be fed. At the plainest level, God doesn’t want anyone going hungry.

Since we never look at any bit of Scripture in isolation, we recognize that this comes right after, “Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” Tellingly, Jesus does not get us then to say to the Lord, “And good luck with that.” No, he then says we should pray for our daily sustenance. Implication, as I would take it: God is ready to equip and sustain us for having part in seeing that God’s will is done on earth. Taking an even higher elevation view, we see this is part of the Sermon on the Mount, which begins with the Beatitudes and  their character of compassion and peace-making and love of neighbour on earth.

When I answer my idle mind with its prompting to check what’s in the fridge, I resolve to be reminded what I am really being sustained for — especially with much of what passes for Christianity these days consuming itself with us-and-them-ism.