Showing posts with label Thucydides. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thucydides. Show all posts

Saturday, November 14, 2015

IN MEMORIAM: PAX AMERICA 1945-2008

It was a very nice place, Europe, once. Why it seems to cycle from absolute bottom dead center of humanity to uplifted humanity and back again is beyond me. I'm looking forward to hearing that the news media and our President, State Department and TV pundits were all blindsided by the violence or the overnight rise of nationalist parties throughout Europe.

Hindsight is going to show who generated the massive waves of muslim migration and violence by systematically destroying all the reeds supporting peace in the Middle East; starting with Israel, then Mubarek in Egypt, our 'friend' Qadafi in Libya, the ruler of Yemen, and the red line that invited the dissolution of Syria when the "junior varsity" moved in and started destroying the Assad regime with nothing but approval from the U.S State Department and President Obama. We haven't even touched on Obama selling the atomic bomb to Persia.


Nobody on earth does violence the way that Europeans do. I think the world has forgotten that.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

IT LOOKED LIKE WAR

They were going downtown to kill.



Strategic bombardment. I don't think I could do it. Wiping out cities. No No.

I had an image here of a pretty girl but that just skews the point. Every single man in every single plane had a girl or two to go home to but they did this, day after day.

When you look at the flak and consider it was launched by people desperate to keep the bombs from falling on their loved ones...

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

CRAZY WOMAN DRIVER

I wouldn't read the story. Seriously, you can actually feel brain cells die.

I have never felt the rage over a stolen parking spot. Nope, not ever. I will honestly eschew the shark pool and park on the far side of the lot. I figure I need the exercise.

I'll find a place to park, eventually, and then I still have my keys in my hand as I walk by the cars of those that deeply offended me.

I do remember being run down in a parking lot by someone who wanted her groceries really really fast and didn't care who she had to run down on her way to wait for the swagmen to come out with her basket of goodness. Bad news for her. Her mirror clipped me on the shoulder as I walked into the supermarket. I exerted myself that tiny little bit to hustle up to that car and knock the offending mirror off and then I went into the store to shop.

There is this little latin tag on the right side of this blog. I am deadly serious about it.
nemo me impune lacessit

Friday, October 24, 2014

THE REALLY SCARY THING

If you like to fear,this is a good place to start, But, if you really want to be afraid, think not of obola but it's reservoirs. It's lethality confined it to Africa until just now. The source of the reservoir of obola is not known. What have we done by letting the virus out of Africa? Are we going to be the recipients of "unexpectedly" obola showed up in Dallas in 3 years time?

Biological weapons once unleashed are pure hell.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

AN EVOCATIVE ECHO FROM THE PAST

Everyone should take the time to read and enjoy the History of the Peloponnesian War by Thucydides. Whenever the major world powers embark on a course described 2500 years ago by Thucydides it is interesting to see the parallels between the politics and morality of the Ancient World and the Modern World. Current affairs seem almost to come alive as one reads the following paragraphs taken from Missouri State.



Civil War in Corcyra (427 BC) 

The democrats were afraid that the [Peloponnesian] fleet would attack them, so they entered into negotiations with the other party in order to save their divided town. They prevailed upon some of their enemies to go on board the ships, of which they still had thirty, to defend against the expected attack. But the Peloponnesians, after ravaging the country until midday, sailed away, and towards nightfall were informed by beacon signals of the approach of sixty Athenian ships under the command of Eurymedon, which had been sent off by the Athenians upon learning of the revolution [on Corcyra] and that the Peloponnesian fleet with Alcidas was about to intervene.

The Peloponnesians [to avoid encountering the Athenians] at once sailed with all speed by night for home, coasted along shore, and hauled their ships across from the Isthmus of Leucas, in order not to be caught at the cape, and so got away. The Corcyraeans, seeing the approach of (their allies) the Athenians and the departure of the enemy, brought the Messenians from outside the walls into the town, and ordered the fleet which they had manned to sail round into the harbor; and while it was so doing, slew as many of their enemies as they laid their hands on; those whom they had persuaded to go on board the ships they later put to death as well. Next they went to the sanctuary of Hera and persuaded about fifty men to stand trial; all were condemned to death. The mass of the refugees who had refused to leave their sanctuary, on seeing what was taking place, put each other to death, right there in the consecrated ground [rather than face certain death at the hands of their enemies]: some hanged themselves upon the trees, and others destroyed themselves by any means they could find. During the seven days that Eurymedon stayed with his sixty ships, the Corcyraeans were engaged in butchering those of their fellow-citizens whom they regarded as their enemies: and although the crime they were charged with was 'attempting to overthrow the democracy,' some victims were slain for purely private grudges, others were put to death by their debtors to avoid ever having to pay back their debts.

Death thus raged in every shape, and, as usually happens at such times, there was no extreme to which violence did not go: sons were killed by their fathers and those who had taken refuge at the altar were dragged from it or slain upon it; while some were even walled up in the temple of Dionysus and died there. So bloody was the march of the revolution, and the impression which it made was the greater as it was one of the first to occur. Later, one may say, the whole Hellenic world was convulsed; since everywhere they had the chance the popular leaders would bring in the Athenians, and the oligarchs would call in the Lacedaemonians. In peacetime there would have been neither the pretext nor the desire to bring in an outsider; but in wartime, with allies always ready to assist either faction for the hurt of their adversaries and their own advantage, the insurrectionist made the most of the opportunity for foreign intervention.

The sufferings which revolution brought upon the cities were many and terrible, such as have occurred and always will occur, as long as the nature of mankind remains the same; though in a severer or milder form, and varying in their symptoms, according to the variety of the particular cases. In peace and prosperity states and individuals have better feelings, because they do not find themselves suddenly confronted with dire necessities; but war takes away the easy supply of daily wants, and proves a rough master, that brings most men's characters to a level with their fortunes. Revolution thus ran its course from city to city, and the places where it arrived at last, from having heard what had been done before, carried to a still greater excess the refinement of their inventions, as manifested in the cunning of their enterprises and the atrocity of their reprisals.

[In this chaotic world] words had to change their ordinary meaning and to take on new signification. Reckless audacity came to be considered the 'courage of a loyal ally'; prudent hesitation, 'an excuse for cowardice'; moderation was held to be a cloak for unmanliness; ability to see all sides of a question was inability to act on any. Frantic violence became the attribute of virility; paranoid plotting (was seen as) justifiable self-defense. The more extreme a man's schemes, the more valuable an ally he seemed; anyone who opposed extremism was suspected of treachery. To succeed in a plot was to have a shrewd head, to divine a plot a still shrewder; but to try to provide against having to do either was to break up your party and to be afraid of your adversaries. To prevent an intended crime, or to plot a crime when it seemed likely to succeed, was equally valued, until even blood became a weaker tie than party, because those united by party loyalty were bound to dare everything without reserve. For such associations had not in view the blessings derivable from established institutions but were formed by ambition for their overthrow; and the confidence of their members in each other rested less on any religious sanction (of oath) than upon complicity in crime. The fair proposals of an adversary were met with jealous precautions by the stronger of the two, and not with a generous confidence. Revenge also was held of more value than self-preservation. Oaths of reconciliation, being only proffered on either side to meet an immediate difficulty, only held good so long as no other weapon was at hand; but when opportunity offered, he who first ventured to seize it and to take his enemy off his guard, thought this treacherous vengeance sweeter than an open reprisal, since success by treachery indicated superior intelligence. Indeed it is generally the case that men are readier to call rogues clever than simpletons honest, and are as ashamed of being the second as they are proud of being the first. 

The cause of all these evils was the lust for power arising from greed and ambition; and from these passions proceeded the violence of parties once engaged in contention. The leaders in the cities, each with the most righteous of claims on the one side with the cry of political equality of the people, on the other of a moderate aristocracy sought prizes for personal gain in those public interests which they pretended to cherish; in their struggles for dominance [the ends justified the means]; in their acts of vengeance they went to even greater lengths, not stopping at what justice or the good of the state demanded, but making the party caprice of the moment their only standard, and invoking with equal readiness the condemnation of an unjust verdict from a trumped up lawsuit or the authority of brute force, in order to glut the hatred that roused them at the time. Thus religion was respected by neither party; but the use of fair-sounding phrases to arrive at vicious ends was in high reputation. Meanwhile the moderates perished at the hands of extremists on both sides, either for not taking sides or simply because those caught up in the troubles could not bear to see anyone unscathed. 
 
Thus every form of iniquity took root in the Hellenic countries by reason of the troubles. The ancient simplicity which sense of honor had inspired was ridiculed and disappeared; and society became divided into camps in which no man trusted any other. And there was no way to end the cycle: there was no promise that could be believed, nor oath that could command respect; but all parties dwelling rather in their calculation upon the hopelessness of the status quo, were more intent upon self-defense than capable of confidence. In this contest the blunter wits were most successful. Apprehensive of their own deficiencies and of the cleverness of their antagonists, they feared to be worsted in debate and to be surprised by the combinations of their more versatile opponents and so at once boldly had recourse to action, while their adversaries, arrogantly thinking that they would foresee any serious threat and that it was unnecessary to make their plan a fait accompli, often fell victim to their want of precaution.

Meanwhile Corcyra gave the first example of most of these crimes: of the reprisals exacted by the governed who had never experienced equitable treatment or anything but arrogance from their rulers; of the iniquitous resolves of those who desired to get rid of their accustomed poverty, and ardently coveted their neighbours' goods; and lastly, of the savage and pitiless excesses into which men who had begun the struggle not in a class but in a party spirit, were hurried by their ungovernable passions. In the confusion into which life was now thrown in the cities, human nature, always rebelling against the law and now its master, gladly showed itself ungoverned in passion, above respect for justice, and the enemy of all priorities; since revenge would not have been set above religion, and gain above justice, had it not been for the fatal power of envy. Indeed men too often take upon themselves in the prosecution of their revenge to set the example of doing away with those general laws to which all alike can look for salvation in adversity, instead of allowing them to subsist against the day of danger when their aid may be required.