The way back: A healing strategy

In addition to practical steps like police reform, we need to embrace dialogue, empathy and most of all, humility.

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June 10, 2020 - 10:01 AM

Rory Wakemup holds an American flag at the "The Path Forward" meeting at Powderhorn Park, a meeting between the Minneapolis City Council and community members on Sunday, June 7 in Minneapolis, Minn. Photo by Jerry Holt/Minneapolis Star Tribune/TNS

It’s not over yet, this strange, sad, but perhaps ultimately teaching moment in our country’s history. And maybe it will not end in a neat and tidy way. But when next comes, what will it be?

Can we heal? If so, how?

James Mattis, the retired Marine general and former secretary of defense, says we can. He points out that most of the protests have been peaceful and simply calling the country to be all that it has long aspired to be. He calls most of the protests “healthy,” and notes that they are constitutionally protected.

Barack Obama sees hope, too. He sees a new generation of civil rights leaders — fresh voices, new energy.

Neither man, I think, is blind to all that is wrong with this moment — George Floyd’s death; the cops injured at the hands of cops haters last week; the looters; the instigators of violence.

But they see something good in the midst of all this, and I take heart at their optimism. Still, I think we need a healing strategy.

First, we need practical steps, like banning chokeholds and requiring constant training and retraining for police officers. Most good police chiefs want the latter and will tell you the former is unnecessary. This can be done individually in cities and states. With a push by that new generation of leadership, it can be achieved.

Thousands of demonstrators gather to protest against the death of George Floyd in Minneapolis police custody, on Capitol Hill in Washington, D.C., on Saturday, June 6.
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Photo by Yuri Gripas/Abaca Press/TNS

Second, we need dialogue. Some will see this as corny or a sort of 1960s idea. They are wrong. Old people, young people, black people and white people need to talk. Blue lives and black lives need to interact, not just on the streets but in living rooms and churches and synagogues. I am talking about formal dialogues, yes, like we created artificially in the 1960s and 1970s, because Americans have stopped talking to each other and listening to each other.

What has happened is that we are a 44%/44% country of blue versus red, in which each side or team has become incapable of seeing the other’s reality. One side sees America burning. The other sees it awakening. And neither can see, for an instant, what the other sees.

The steel fence at Lafayette Park has become a makeshift memorial near the White House.
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Photo by Photo by Tasos Katopodis/Getty Images/TNS

Liberals committed, first and last, to free speech and free thought scarcely exist any more. They have been displaced by the left and the woke, people sometimes terrifyingly committed to certitude. They are the reigning bully boys of this moment, though the bigots of the right will always be with us.

American conservatism and libertarianism still exist as intellectual movements, but as political movements they have been eclipsed by reactionary impulses and forces.

The only way to revive American political thought and to build consensus around certain goals — let us say rebuilding the nation’s infrastructure or the manufacturing base of the American heartland — is to talk. Not shout or demonize, but talk.

The third thing we need will grow out of dialogue — a national upsurge in empathy.

Can I feel your pain? No, but I can identify with it.

We know that some individuals, peoples and races suffer far more than others. But the capacity for empathy is rooted in the universality of human experience, beginning, and ending, in suffering. All human beings know suffering.

If I go to the Holocaust Museum in Washington, I cannot possibly feel or understand all that a Jewish person can. But I can feel and understand.

A friend gave me a remarkable little book called “Black Misery” by Langston Hughes, the great African American poet of the last century. The book is a series of drawings by an artist named Arouni and they are of African American children who tell their stories of “misery” through Hughes’ bleak captions and aphorisms.

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