In late March 2004 former White House advisor
Richard Clarke was winding up his testimony before the official 9/11
Commission in Washington. In San Francisco a group of citizens — described
in the Chronicle as “conspiracy theorists, anti-war activists, and those
with healthy doses of skepticism about the official version of the Sept.
11 terrorist attacks” — gathered at Herbst Theatre to open their own
“International Inquiry into 9/11.” Historical geographer Gray Brechin,
author of
Imperial San Francisco: Urban Power, Earthly Ruin, was one of the
speakers.
The Great Endarkenment
Placing 9/11 in the Historical Context of
“Barbarism vs. Civilization”
By
Gray Brechin
I want you to imagine that you are looking at history — and most other
things that humans do — in a very uncustomary way, as if you were looking
at the world through polarized lenses. We're going to spend a few minutes
looking at history as flows of energy.
How many times recently have we been told that we are engaged in
unremitting warfare between good and evil, between light and dark, between
civilization and barbarism — but not in terms of energy. We of
course know which side we are on. We are on the side of civilization,
since we represent its apex. And so it's only appropriate that America —
still young and virile, and as resolute in purpose as when first set upon
its destiny by the Founding Fathers — should have returned a year ago to
the place where civilization began in the Fertile Crescent, in
Mesopotamia, the land between the rivers. We have brought civilization
back to where it began but where it then went bad there while we went good
here; we have brought light to what had gone dark. We have come to
liberate its people and, incidentally, to help them develop the energy
that lies under their wrecked and now radioactive soil.
One could regard civilization, like humanity — indeed like all of life
itself — as a constant quest for energy. The difference between ourselves
and others is that your average fern or hawk or platypus uses only as much
energy as it needs to live and to reproduce itself. They know the meaning
of "enough"; they don't build cities or empires, where there never
is enough. To civilize means literally to "citify." Mesopotamia is where
cities first appeared... and it shows.
By now you're probably used to those scenes of bleak devastation you've
seen on television — not the ones that Saddam Hussein or the Taliban made
or we are making, but the landscape created thousands of years ago by
civilizations that are now piles of hardened mud and artifacts currently
being looted to decorate apartments and mansions in today's imperial
cities. Those Mesopotamian cities rose upon the surplus energy made
possible by irrigated agriculture which, in turn, made possible division
of labor, hierarchies, writing, accounting, leisure time, sciences, the
arts, architecture... and, of course, warfare in order for the elites of
those cities to get still more energy. At its simplest, warfare is a vast
expenditure of energy needed to get more energy with which to fight more
wars... and so on.
Much of that energy consists of the labor of humans and animals fueled by
carbohydrates, and that means topsoil. But throughout most of history, it
was also wood; the quest for forests for fuel and building material has
been one of the chief stimuli to expansion and conquest. The fates of
forests, soils, and cities are intimately entangled throughout history in
ways that often only the wisest understood. Plato knew that Greece had
once been covered with forests which had nourished rivers and springs, but
that in his own time the land looked like the body of an emaciated person
wasted by disease because the forests had been felled and Greece
consequently impoverished. He was looking at the consequences of an
unremitting quest for energy; by that time, the Fertile Crescent was no
longer very fertile; it was well on its way to becoming the salty desert
that we see now because of the demands made upon it by Babylon, Nineveh,
and other fabled cities. Imperial Rome, in its turn, would be literally
buried by about 20 feet of soil washed off the deforested Apennines; its
appetite would waste North Africa, Spain, and everywhere else around the
Mediterranean called upon to send it tribute.
And yet, we did get something in return for all that energy
extracted from the earth and from the sun and concentrated in a few great
cities. The lights went on. We created art, and we created knowledge. And
we stored it, as we stored energy in granaries. Humans created libraries.
But those libraries were not for most of us; they were for them. The
elites who built and ran the cities and their empires knew that knowledge
was power, and they kept it to themselves. For us, they concocted belief
systems that sent us to war to get more energy for themselves. They
created some of the most cockamamie religions you can imagine to motivate
millions of little people to build temples and palaces and tombs for
themselves, and to go to war to get more energy with which to build and
accumulate more. "Enough" is a word these people have never added to their
vocabularies.
Nonetheless, they built some wonderful places. I'm going to go out on a
limb and say that Venice is a more beautiful and ingenious place than,
say, Phoenix, or even Las Vegas. It became that way because, in 1204,
Venice's rulers diverted the Fourth Crusade from the Holy Land to besiege
and sack the ancient city of Constantinople — a Christian city like
Venice. Venice took much of the loot and 3/8 of the Byzantine Empire to
begin making its own empire. God, of course, was on its side. To this day,
there are people in Istanbul who hate Venice for what it did to their city
800 years ago. Much of what was the Venetian Empire is a desert today
because of the energy that it took. Memories are long in that part of the
world; we forget that at our peril.
It happens over and over again. God is forever on the side of the victor,
or the losers did something bad to merit His disfavor. History became a
litany of wars fought in His name, masking the constant quest for more
energy.
And then, in the eighteenth century, something different happened. For
shorthand, we call it The Enlightenment. A group of philosophers, mainly
in France, proposed that humans could organize themselves in a different
way. And the U.S. is the product of that.
Chiefly, the founders proposed that people could rule themselves, but to
do so, they would have to have access to the information that had formerly
been monopolized by the few, particularly by the priests. Government would
not only be representative, but it should be transparent so as to
keep it honest and free of tyranny to which it otherwise tends. Hence,
freedom of the press. Hence, separation of church and state. Hence,
libraries; that is why Thomas Jefferson made a library central to his
University of Virginia, and started the Library of Congress. These were
meant to enlighten the many, and this, to my mind, was a real advance in
civilization.
These were noble ideals, often honored only in the breach. The country,
and the cities grew, and as they grew, they required more energy which
they took from more distant sources, often by force. Because there was no
state religion, there had to be some other motivating ideal by which large
numbers of men would march or sail off to distant places to take and add
them to what was often referred to as "this empire of liberty." In 1845, a
journalist named John O'Sullivan coined the phrase "Manifest Destiny" to
describe why the U.S. must stretch from sea to shining sea, and
then some. "Manifest Destiny" was code for God, while few bothered to ask
just how O'Sullivan or the politicians who used that term to their own
advantage had channeled the Deity and knew what He wanted His chosen
people to do. At that time, what God apparently wanted was for the U.S. to
attack its weak neighbor Mexico and take its northern half. God wanted the
U.S. to have San Francisco Bay as its strategic gateway to the Pacific,
but along with the bay came a great deal of real estate, gold, silver,
copper, fertile soils, and a huge surplus of energy which would go a long
way to making the U.S. a superpower in the twentieth century.
The glittering charm of Manifest Destiny was that it was so Un-Manifest
[only Un italicized] that, whenever called upon, it could justify taking
All Mexico, Canada, the Caribbean, the Western Hemisphere, and, finally,
the Pacific Ocean itself. Stabs were made at all of those lands and oceans
until 1898 — 50 years after the War With Mexico — when Manifest Destiny
made an encore after a U.S. warship called the Maine mysteriously
exploded in Havana harbor, allowing the U.S. to righteously declare war on
Spain and to take most of its remaining overseas territories. What
happened in 1898 and afterward is remarkably similar to what we are going
through now. "The Splendid Little War" was so brief and glorious that it
was immensely popular in this country, and self-declared patriots vilified
those who opposed it as traitors. Nonetheless, there were many who spoke
out, calling it an imperial venture and a betrayal of America's ideals.
The most eloquent anti-imperialist was elderly Mark Twain. Many of his
fans were baffled that the great humorist could turn so bitter, so
sarcastic, so treasonous — and so, you have probably never read his
writings from that time, which are among his best.
What few Americans knew was that the war on Spain had been planned by a
few men well before the Maine exploded. The idea was to get the
Philippines and Guam and annex Hawaii in order to control the Pacific
Ocean. There was a large fly in that ointment, however; the Filipinos
didn't want to be occupied by another colonial power, and they fought
back. The Splendid Little War turned into a very Dirty Long War with no
exit strategy and thousands of dead, diseased, maimed, and mentally
wrecked soldiers returning to the homeland, while the Philippines were
wasted by a brutal guerrilla war and scorched earth retaliation. It was a
potential public relations disaster for the McKinley administration, so
pundits were duly rolled out to explain it in the usual terms of bringing
light to the dark places of the earth. Kipling wrote "The White Man's
Burden" to steel American nerve for what its soldiers and sailors had
to do. "God" was still around, but increasingly, Humanity, Civilization,
and Team Spirit stood in for Him. Secretary of War Elihu Root assured
Americans that "the warfare has been conducted with marked humanity and
magnanimity"; San Francisco historian Hubert Howe Bancroft wrote:
It was worth to Spain all it cost in delivering her
from her unprofitable colonies; and it was worth to the United States many
times its cost as an object lesson, teaching men how to kill their fellow
men gracefully, humanely, and in all Christian charity. Never before was
seen in war such zeal and patriotism unattended by enmity, and where there
was such an absence of any desire to inflict wanton injury upon the enemy.
The Reverend Dr. Kirby told a rally of Methodist ministers in San
Francisco that "The Lord Jesus Christ is behind the bayonets."
Most important, Americans were repeatedly told that their country, unlike
any other, had been inoculated by its founding ideals from error or evil,
and those such as Mark Twain were just plain wrong if not downright
seditious. As the war in the Philippines dragged on, Professor Bernard
Moses — founder of the Department of Political Science at the U.C. —
assured doubters that
The patriotism of the American people is to make
impossible the realization of the dreams of the prophets of evil; and,
backed by the morality and manhood of this nation, it is to lead us in the
way that is right.
All of this before movies: imagine the certainties that could be
implanted in people's minds by a Jimmy Stewart, a John Wayne, or a Wolf
Blitzer, or a Thomas Friedman.
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