In any event, all such labels [like “Jewishness”] make me uneasy. We know enough of ideological and political movements to be wary of exclusive solidarity in all its forms. One should keep one’s distance not only from the obviously unappealing “-isms”—fascism, jingoism, chauvinism—but also from the more seductive variety: communism, to be sure, but nationalism and Zionism too. And then there is national pride: more than two centuries after Samuel Johnson first made the point, patriotism—as anyone who passed the last decade in America can testify—is still the last refuge of the scoundrel
To be sure, there is something self-indulgent in the assertion that one is always at the edge, on the margin. Such a claim is only open to a certain kind of person exercising very particular privileges. Most people, most of the time, would rather not stand out: it is not safe. If everyone else is a Shia, better to be a Shia. If everyone in Denmark is tall and white, then who—given a choice—would opt to be short and brown? And even in an open democracy, it takes a certain obstinacy of character to work willfully against the grain of one’s community, especially if it is small.
Unlike the late Edward Said, I believe I can understand and even empathize with those who know what it means to love a country. I don’t regard such sentiments as incomprehensible; I just don’t share them. But over the years these fierce unconditional loyalties—to a country, a God, an idea, or a man—have come to terrify me. The thin veneer of civilization rests upon what may well be an illusory faith in our common humanity. But illusory or not, we would do well to cling to it. Certainly, it is that faith—and the constraints it places upon human misbehavior—that is the first to go in times of war or civil unrest.
We are entering, I suspect, upon a time of troubles. It is not just the terrorists, the bankers, and the climate that are going to wreak havoc with our sense of security and stability. Globalization itself—the “flat” earth of so many irenic fantasies—will be a source of fear and uncertainty to billions of people who will turn to their leaders for protection. “Identities” will grow mean and tight, as the indigent and the uprooted beat upon the ever-rising walls of gated communities from Delhi to Dallas.
Being “Danish” or “Italian,” “American” or “European” won’t just be an identity; it will be a rebuff and a reproof to those whom it excludes. The state, far from disappearing, may be about to come into its own: the privileges of citizenship, the protections of card-holding residency rights, will be wielded as political trumps. Intolerant demagogues in established democracies will demand “tests”—of knowledge, of language, of attitude—to determine whether desperate newcomers are deserving of British or Dutch or French “identity.” They are already doing so. In this brave new century we shall miss the tolerant, the marginals: the edge people. My people.
http://blogs.nybooks.com/post/407338276/edge-people
U.A. When’s the last time we’ve heard of these vanishing margins: Images on the Edge? The Renaissance had no need for an edge defined in relation to (and existing because of) the center, for it claimed the whole. Contrapuntal lines gave way to unified melodic themes, until the idea of melody was in turn broken. But knowledge of this idea is not so easily unlearned! There is no going back to Tudor madrigals precisely because we don’t want to. What do we want, then? Judt’s point, I take it, is that nobody really knows what is meant by “we” these days, but – and this is what makes him more than a sea urchin – it’s probably a good thing that we don’t know.
All hail the known unknowns.
Dean Acheson on Foreign Policy
“80% of the job of foreign policy was ‘management of your domestic ability to have a policy.'”
Charles A. Kupchan and Peter L. Trubowitz, Foreign Affairs 86.4, pp. 82.
U.A. Back to politics next term. Must Winter always be about propaganda – to wit: linguistic determinism, collective myths, etc.? It may well be the season of high-mindedness… provided that we overlook the distributives. [Isn’t this profoundly wrong, though?] But then, Fall is for formalism, and Spring for prologues – game theory, Daniel Ellsberg, and will I add Kahn to the list? A good question to contemplate in the cold…