Sunday, July 19, 2020

And a Little Tramp Shall Lead Them



            Life is filled with interesting coincidences.  Two of those occurred in the week leading up to Independence Day this year.  I was catching up on some classic American cinema I had never gotten around to seeing, and as I was watching the little gem called Network from 1976, I discovered a speech that showed me that, 40 years before we elected a reality television star to the executive office of the President, we had already been told the truth about that deceptive medium, a truth even more true, in some ways, of our postmodern, post-truth, wired-up world than it was of the television-dominated world of 1976. 
            In that film, the following speech is delivered on air by newscaster Howard Beale, the tragic hero of the film.  The quote below is complete, minus a few of the less relevant passages, and a few unnecessarily profane adjectives (and practically the whole thing is shouted passionately, not just the few sentences with exclamation points):
                        “[Who controls the television matters] Because you people, and 62 million other
                        Americans are listening to me right now.  Because less than 3% of you people
                        read books!  Because less than 15% of you read newspapers![1]  Because the only
                        truth you know is what you get over this tube!  Right now, there is a whole—an
                        entire—generation that never knew anything that didn’t come out of this tube! 
                        This tube is the Gospel, the Ultimate Revelation.  This tube can make or break
                        presidents, popes, prime ministers.  This tube is the most awesome…force in the
                        whole godless world, and woe is us if it ever falls into the hands of the wrong
                        people…[because] when the 12th-largest company in the world controls the most
                        awesome…propaganda force in the whole godless world, who knows what shit
                        will be peddled for truth on this network!  So you listen to me.  Listen to me! 
                        Television is not the truth!  Television is a[n]…amusement park!  Television is a
                        circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers,
                        jugglers, side show freaks, lion tamers and football players.  We’re in the
                        boredom-killing business.  So if you want the truth, go to God.  Go to your gurus. 
                        Go to yourselves.  Because that’s the only place you’re ever going to find any real
                        truth!  But man, you’re never going to get any truth from us.  We’ll tell you
                        anything you want to hear.  We lie like Hell…we deal in illusions, man!  None of
                        it is true!  But you people sit there day after day, night after night—all ages,
                        colors, creeds—we’re all you know.  You’re beginning to believe the illusions
                        we’re spinning here.  You’re beginning to think that the tube is reality, and that
                        your own lives are unreal.  You do whatever the tube tells you.  You dress like the
                        tube, you eat like the tube, you raise your children like the tube. You even think
                        like the tube.  This is mass madness, you maniacs!  In God’s name, you people
                        are the real thing.  We are the illusion!  So turn off your television sets, turn them
                        off now.  Turn them off right now.  Turn them off and leave them off.  Turn them
                        off right in the middle of the sentence I’m speaking to you now.  Turn them off!”[2]
I had no idea Hollywood had ever been so honest about the power of media and its total lack of orientation towards truth.  It is enough to make one wonder what happened after the 1970’s, that such truth-telling satire has since completely vanished from our screens.
            As if it were not enough to find in this film such an open indictment of the carnivalesque nature of the news media and the media in general, later in the same film came another speech filled with similar insight, this time about the way free enterprise capitalism has become a sort of global corporatism—an insight far more true today than it was in 1976 (all you have to do is substitute the names of modern juggernauts like Google and Amazon for some of the companies mentioned in the speech, and its fitness to the current moment is terrifying).  In this speech, Norman Beale has sought to oppose—and to get his audience to oppose—a bid to purchase his network by a group from Saudi Arabia.  And the head of the company, Arthur Jensen (played wonderfully by Ned Beatty), decides to explain to Norman just exactly how the world really works.   Standing at the head of a long conference table, and staring down its length between two rows of lamps which provide practically the only illumination in the room, he says:
                        You have meddled with the primal forces of nature, Mr. Beale!  And I
                        won’t have it!  Is that clear?  Do you think you merely stopped a business deal? 
                        That is not the case.  The Arabs have taken billions of dollars out of this country,
                        and now they must put it back!  It is ebb and flow—tidal gravity.  It is ecological
                        balance!
                        You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations, and peoples.  There are no
                        nations.  There are no peoples.  There are no Russians.  There are no Arabs. 
                        There are no third world.  There is no West!  There is only one holistic system of
                        systems.  One vast and immane, interwoven, interacting, multivariate,
                        multinational dominion of dollars.  Petrodollars, electrodollars, multidollars;
                        reichmarks, riyals, rubles, pounds and shekels.  It is the international system of
                        currency which determines the totality of life on this planet.  That is the natural
                        order of things today.  That is the atomic, and subatomic, and galactic structure of
                        things today!  And you have meddled with the primal forces of nature!  And you
                        will atone! 
                        Am I getting through to you, Mr. Beale?  You get up on your little 21-inch
                        screen, and howl about America, and democracy.  There is no America.  There is
                        no democracy.  There is only IBM, and ITT, and AT&T; DuPont, Dow, Union
                        Carbide, and Exxon.  Those are the nations of the world today…We no longer
                        live in a world of nations and ideologies Mr. Beale.  The world is a college of
                        corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business.  The
                        world is a business, Mr. Beale…and our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see
                        that—perfect world in which there’s no war, or famine, oppression, or brutality;
                        one vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a
                        common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock; all necessities
                        provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused.[3]  
There it is, our world in a nutshell, nearly 45 years ago.  And things have only gotten worse since. 
            But then, came the second coincidence.  After watching Network,  I saw the Charlie Chaplin film The Great Dictator.  I thought, why not watch a film (from 1940, no less) that makes Adolf Hitler look like the “ruddy little ignoramus” (J.R.R. Tolkien’s descriptive phrase) that he really was?  What I did not expect was that Chaplin, playing both the Hitler character and a Jewish barber look-alike who gets mistaken for him, would end the film with a rousing, sanity-inducing speech, delivered by the barber to the gathered forces of the “Phooey” (their parodistic form of der Fuhrer) when he is mistaken for the tyrant.  It is one of the most beautiful speeches I have ever heard on film, and one everyone ought to hear.  Chaplin begins the speech just after he has been introduced as the emperor: 
                        I’m sorry.  I don’t want to be an emperor.  That’s not my business.  I don’t want
                        to rule or conquer anyone.  I should like to help everyone, if possible—Jew,
                        Gentile, black man, white.  We all want to help one another.  Human beings are
                        like that.  We want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery. 
                        We don’t want to hate and despise one another.  In this world there’s room for
                        everyone, and the good Earth is rich, and can provide for everyone.  The way of
                        life can be free and beautiful.  But we have lost the way.  Greed has poisoned
                        men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goosestepped us into misery
                        and bloodshed.  We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. 
                        Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want.  Our knowledge has made us
                        cynical, our cleverness hard and unkind.  We think too much and feel too little. 
                        More than machinery, we need humanity.  More than cleverness, we need
                        kindness and gentleness.  Without these qualities life will be violent, and all will
                        be lost. 
                        The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together.  The very nature of
                        these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries out for universal
                        brotherhood, for the unity of us all.  Even now my voice is reaching millions
                        throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children,
                        victims of a system that makes men torture, and imprison innocent people.  To
                        those who can hear me, I say, do not despair.  The misery that is now upon us is
                        but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human
                        progress.  The hate of men will pass, and dictators die.  And the power they took
                        from the people will return to the people.  And so long as men die, liberty will
                        never perish.
                        Soldiers, don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you,
                        who regiment your lives, tell you want to do, what to think, or what to feel; who
                        drill you, doubt you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder.  Don’t give
                        yourselves to these unnatural men—machine men, with machine minds, and
                        machine hearts!  You are not machines!  You are not cattle!  You are men!  You
                        have a love of humanity in your hearts.  You don’t hate.  Only the unloved hate—
                        the unloved and the unnatural.  Soldiers, don’t fight for slavery.  Fight for liberty. 
                        In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke it is written: the Kingdom of God is within
                        man; not one man nor a group of men, but in all men.  In you, you the people that
                        have the power—the power to create machines, the power to create happiness. 
                        You the people have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this
                        life a wonderful adventure.  Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power. 
                        Let us all unite.  Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give man a
                        chance to work, that will give you the future, and old age a security. By the
                        promise of these things, brutes have risen to power.  But they lie.  They do not
                        fulfill that promise.  They never will!  Dictators free themselves, but they enslave
                        the people!  Now, let us fight to fulfill that promise.  Let us fight to free the world,
                        to do away with national barriers, to do away with greed, with hate and
                        intolerance.  Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and
                        progress will lead to all men’s happiness.  Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let
                        us all unite![4] 
If only they had listened…
            If nothing else, a film like this makes you reflect on how no war—not even the Second World War—is inevitable.  In fact, I can think of a few different books that argue that there were ways the war could have been avoided.  But Chaplin’s speech makes me think of more immediately relevant things, too.  Right now, as we face continuing financial troubles, exacerbated by global pandemic, and increasing reminders of income inequality, troubled race relations, and other forms of polarization, we need very much to hear the Little Tramp’s calm reassurance that “We all want to help one another.  Human beings are like that.”  I choose to believe that deep down, it is true that “We want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery.  We don’t want to hate and despise one another.”  Really, it is fear that makes us do so; fear that the good times are over, that there isn’t enough to go around.  It was such fear—in part—which motivated Hitler and the Nazis to push for more Lebensraum (room to live), and such fears are part of the motivation behind modern resurgences of white supremacy  but Chaplin reminds us that “In this world there’s room for everyone, and the good Earth is rich, and can provide for everyone.” 
            I was also reminded of this recently while reading Robert Zubrin’s newest book, the Case for Space, a book which I can and do recommend highly to all.  He points out that Germany today is both richer and more populous than it was in the 1930’s, that, contra men like Thomas Malthus and Adolf Hitler, rising populations often coincide with a rise in living standards.  This is true because, as Chaplin tells the troops, “You are not machines!  You are not cattle!  You are men!”  And men are inventors and discoverers.  Zubrin reminds us that what counts as a resource depends on our ingenuity, and what is seen as a pollutant is usually a resource in the wrong place, failing to be properly used (for example, high concentrations of carbon dioxide in  the air means more carbon dioxide dissolved in the ocean, making it more acidic, but add the right micronutrients to the water, and the same gas is consumed by massive blooms of plankton, which then feed fish in large numbers—from noxious gas to fish dinner, with just a little proper management).  So, as Zubrin emphasizes, there really was no reason to wage war in the 1930’s, and fighting over resources in general is foolish; working together to better find and utilize resources—that is the way to make life free and beautiful.
            Today, it is as Chaplin said: “Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want.”  Why?  Because it has contributed to the enrichment of the “nations” of this world, the corporations and their stockholders, while it has enabled the disemployment, misemployment, unemployment, and underemployment of so many—the phenomenon of the “jobless recovery.”  Consider the words of history professor Victor Davis Hanson in a speech he gave at Hillsdale College in 2019: “If you drive through Palo Alto [California, in Silicon Valley], you’ll see people living in RVs because they can’t afford to buy or rent a home—and these are people working for Google, Facebook, Yahoo, Oracle, and Apple, with a total market capitalization of nearly $4 trillion.”
            If I may speak as a sci-fi geek for just a moment: What the frack?
            So, what do we do about the situation?  What do we do when “Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate”?  Chaplin tells us, “More than machinery, we need humanity.  More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness.  Without these qualities life will be violent, and all will be lost.”  So very true.
            Sometimes it takes something like a pandemic to shock us out of all the ways we have “shut ourselves in” and made ourselves “cynical…hard and unkind.”  In some places, and in some ways, at least, our common suffering of late has brought out the better angels of our nature, from the 2 months of free internet we were offered so we could finish the school year online, to the checks the government promised to send out—even if many of us are still waiting for ours.
            As we all struggle together to move forward in this dark and difficult time, let us not forget the vision suggested at the end of this speech, “a new world, a decent world that will give man a chance to work, that will give you the future, and old age a security.”  Increasingly, all three of these seem threatened, as people struggle to find decent jobs, hope for a future, and security as they age.  What is the solution?  While I may not be an economist, I do read them, and my reading suggests that the simplest solution to our situation can be spelled with three simple letters: GMI.  A Guaranteed Minimum Income is a simple concept: America has an enormous economic productivity; a GMI would insure each member of the community, each citizen, received a portion of that.  Some of the wealth of the wealthiest (this would probably mean the corporations and their owners) would be extracted through taxation each year, and distributed evenly, with each person receiving the same amount.  This amount would be enough to keep a person from homelessness and starvation, and so could serve as a safety net against unemployment, underemployment, etc.  Such a system could replace the eclectic, complicated, inefficient, and expensive bureaucracies of our current welfare state with a simple system of—yes, I’ll say it—wealth redistribution (or perhaps it should just read: distribution).  It is an eminently logical solution.
            And one of the biggest names in capitalist economics thought so too.  There are those who would have us believe that there are but two options when it comes to the structure of an economy: unfettered competition and conflict of a practically Darwinian bloodiness, or the microscopic mismanagement of the economy by a centralized state such as we saw in the Soviet Union.  There are in fact multiple options—one of which, distributism, has to my knowledge, never been tried (just like Christianity[5])—and those who wish to remain in the realm of the free market need not take Charles Darwin as their intellectual father altogether.  F.A. Hayek, for example, in his book The Road to Serfdom, acknowledged that, in a free market system, while it was impossible to guarantee that a person in specific job would continue to be employed or paid a specific wage, it was indeed both possible and desirable, without disturbing the free market, to provide the sort of social safety net that would guarantee a certain minimal income, and so a limited sort of financial security, to all.
            The ninth chapter of this, Hayek’s most well-known work (well-known, but apparently often unread, like so many classics) bears the title “Security and Freedom.”  The second paragraph of that chapter begins to explain two types of economic security, one both attainable and desirable, one unattainable in a free market system:
                        It will be well to contrast at the outset the two kinds of [financial] security: the
                        limited one, which can be achieved for all, and which is therefore no privilege but
                        a legitimate object of desire; and absolute security, which in a free society cannot
                        be achieved for all and which ought not to be given as a privilege—except in a
                        few special instances, such as that of the judges, where complete independence is
                        of paramount importance.  These two kinds of security are, first, security against
                        severe physical privation, the certainty of a given minimum of sustenance for all;
                        and second, the security of a given standard of life, or of the relative position
                        which one person or group enjoys compared with others; or, as we may put it
                        briefly, the security of a minimum income and the security of the particular
                        income the person is thought to deserve.  We shall presently see that this
                        distinction largely coincides with the distinction between the security which can
                        be provided for all outside of and supplementary to the market system and the
                        security which can be provided only for some and only by controlling or
                        abolishing the market [emphases added].
There you have it.  From the pen of one of the giants of capitalism: “the security of a minimum income,” in a book written in 1944 (just four years after The Great Dictator).  I also hear that capitalist granddaddy Adam Smith considered joint stock companies—and so, corporations—immoral ways to misuse other people’s money, and so prone to inevitable corruption.
            It is amazing what one learns by actually reading the classics, instead of just watching television, isn’t it?  Ironically, I only discovered this passage in Hayek while tracking down what turned out to by the opening line of Hayek’s third paragraph in the same chapter, after I found it quoted in Martin Ford’s book Rise of the Robots: “There is no reason why[,] in a society which has reached the general level of wealth which ours has attained[,] the first kind of security [the aforementioned minimum income] should not be guaranteed to all without endangering general freedom.”
            And there you have it: guaranteed minimum income (GMI.  Q.E.D.).  As Ford notes elsewhere in Rise of the Robots, “[A] basic [minimum] income...is fundamentally a market oriented approach to providing a minimal safety net, and its implementation would make other less efficient mechanisms unnecessary…the motivation to work certainly matters, but in a country as wealthy as the United States, perhaps that incentive does not need to be so extreme as to elicit the specters of homelessness and destitution.” (259-60; 279).
            Amen.
            All this thinking about money and incomes puts me in mind of something I read recently in a book boldly titled The Socialist Manifesto.  While the book itself was largely a disappointment, I did manage to salvage two rather visionary passages from it.  One notes the crucial role the climate crisis plays in our particular historical moment: “The intensification of the climate crisis will be the test by which future generations judge us, much as we look back to the action (or lack thereof) taken against fascism in the 1920’s and ‘30’s”(240).  But the moment in the book that most struck me, Christian, Catholic, and general Roddenberrian that I am, was this:
“At its core, to be a socialist is to assert the moral worth of every person, no matter who they are, where they’re from, or what they did.  With any luck, future generations will look back at the time when life outcomes were accidents of birth with shock and disgust, the same way we look back on more extreme forms of exploitation and oppression—slavery, feudalism, and so on—that have already been done away with” (26).  What a lovely thought.
            How do we achieve such a world?  How do we make this a world where, to paraphrase the scriptures of the Church, “greed, which is idolatry,”[6] and “the love of money[, which] is the root of all evils”[7] are both considered vices to be avoided, rather than the very driving force of our economic system; a world where, to quote one of the scriptures of Roddenberrianism, “The acquisition of wealth is no longer the driving force in our lives.  [Instead] We work to better ourselves and the rest of humanity”?  Well, we might start by following the advice of our economic forefathers, like Smith and Hayek.  If we want life to be “free and beautiful,” perhaps we should try to establish the mixture of “security and freedom” of which Hayek writes, a free market system which nevertheless—outside the market, but not contrary to it—provides each citizen enough to stay alive and stable with trying to participate in that market, despite its ups and downs.  Perhaps—though, today it would appear the more radical of these two ideas, and by far the more impossible—we should revisit what Smith says about joint-stock companies.  If the founding document of modern capitalism saw such entities as evil, perhaps we should listen again to Arthur Jensen’s speech, and consider how we got here, and whether that is where we really want to be.


[1] And you thought computers caused this…
[2] This speech begins just before the 64-minute mark.
[3] You will find this speech 93 minutes in.
[4] This speech starts just six minutes from the end of the film.
[5] Gilbert Keith Chesterton, who, like his friend Hillaire Belloc, is closely associated with the idea of distributism, once remarked, “Christianity has not been tried and found wanting, it has been found difficult and left untried.”
[6] Colossians 3.5
[7] I Timothy 6.10.  “All evils” is closer to the sense of the original Greek.