{"id":980,"date":"2016-07-18T11:22:01","date_gmt":"2016-07-18T09:22:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/filosofille.wordpress.com\/?p=980"},"modified":"2026-05-12T09:12:14","modified_gmt":"2026-05-12T08:12:14","slug":"qa-56-four-touchstones-for-thinking-about-peace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.further.co.za\/helen\/qa-56-four-touchstones-for-thinking-about-peace\/","title":{"rendered":"QA 56. Four touchstones for thinking about peace"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-drop-cap wp-block-paragraph\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1600\" height=\"1068\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1017\" src=\"http:\/\/localhost\/helenwp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/mandela.jpg\" alt=\"mandela\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-drop-cap wp-block-paragraph\">For Nelson Mandela\u2019s birthday, and because I\u2019m reading Thula Simpson\u2019s <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.penguinrandomhouse.co.za\/book\/umkhonto-we-sizwe-anc\u2019s-armed-struggle\/9781770228412\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Umkhonto We Sizwe: The ANC\u2019s Armed Struggle<\/a><\/em>, thinking about and respecting the lives of everyone who stood against apartheid, those whose names are known or unknown, remembered or forgotten. Thinking that the aim of the struggle was peace, and how we\u2019re not there yet. Thinking that peace without justice isn\u2019t good enough, but neither would be&nbsp;justice without peace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The first touchstone is Haile Selassie\u2019s 1963 <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikisource.org\/wiki\/Haile_Selassie%27s_address_to_the_United_Nations,_1963\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">speech<\/a> at the UN:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\"><p>Until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned \u2026 Until all Africans stand and speak as free beings, equal in the eyes of all men, as they are in the eyes of Heaven; Until that day, the African continent will not know peace.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I think that\u2019s right. It\u2019s a two-part \u201cphilosophy\u201d: an underlying guiding premise that there are higher and lower degrees of human being, which are delineated by racial difference. Both parts are lies. We have to know it\u2019s a lie, and say so. Until we <em>get<\/em> that, entirely, and abandon it &#8220;finally and permanently&#8221;, Bob Marley is right: \u201ceverywhere is war\u201d. Without also exposing that noxious foundation, all the necessary political, personal, social, theoretical, legal and institutional anti-racist decolonising work will continue to founder. We need a true foundation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A second touchstone is a memory from Johannesburg in the late 1980s, when we stayed next to Patterson Park in Orange Grove. People coming from the busses and taxis in Louis Botha Avenue would cross the park on their way to and from work in Norwood and beyond. One morning, before sunrise, I lay in bed listening to passing shouts, laughter, and soft&nbsp;conversation in language that was&nbsp;opaque to my ear. It suddenly occurred to me \u2013 and I\u2019m still embarrassed what a blinding revelation this was \u2013 that they were conducting their lives <em>completely without reference to me and my world<\/em>. I burst out laughing, and then I put&nbsp;my white man\u2019s burden down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I was reminded of this at a philosophy caf\u00e9 last year, when the participants (all persons of pallor) took up the vexed question of what they were supposed to give up for the \u201cnew South Africa\u201d, to whom, and how, and how that would make things better. One woman proposed that maybe it wasn\u2019t so much the stuff we had to give up, but&nbsp;our attachment to a particular identity. I think that\u2019s right, and again, at the philosophical level: at the heart of what we take humanness to be. White people \u00ad\u2013 especially the educated, liberal middle\/upper class \u2013 are not the centre of the universe. Really, lay that burden down. Black people are fine. They know what they\u2019re doing. Just like the rest of us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"alignleft\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/localhost\/helenwp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/mandela-dove.jpg\" alt=\"mandela dove\" class=\"wp-image-1013\"\/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The third touchstone is how we get it right, and what\u2019s involved with that. Because we actually do get it right, right here, right now. Every day, people simply get on together. As co-workers, classmates, teammates, friends, lovers, parents and children, neighbours, or strangers sharing a moment on the street or in a shop, black and brown and white people in South Africa are relating with each other as \u201cfree beings\u201d, equal in each other\u2019s eyes \u201cas they are in Heaven\u201d. Even in&nbsp;these nasty times, amity and goodwill is also evident. It can\u2019t be denied, but it can be dismissed. Why do that? Let this evidence count for something; let it be factored into our ideas of possibility. Our realistic hopes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Which, fourthly and finally, brings to mind Mary Oliver\u2019s <a href=\"https:\/\/books.google.co.za\/books?id=_LoeJZw9y2sC&amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;dq=swan+oliver&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;redir_esc=y#v=onepage&amp;q&amp;f=false\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Swan<\/a>. The poem asks if you have seen the swan on the black river at night, seen it rise into the air in the morning (\u201can armful of white blossoms\u201d), heard its \u201cfluting and whistling\u201d, and seen it as a \u201ccross streaming across the sky\u201d. Finally it asks,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\"><p>And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?&nbsp;And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?&nbsp;And have you changed your life?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This is how change happens at the foundational&nbsp;level of belief, the level of life and loving. The practical level of philosophy, I mean. And I\u2019m not talking about \u201cwhite\u201d or \u201cblack\u201d people here, but each one of us, in ourselves. Can we learn to notice, and help each other to notice, the minute particulars of the lives and worlds around us? Not generalities, not assumptions, but real immediate undeniable contact. It can hurt, sometimes so much you can hardly bear it. And then you finally figure out what beauty, and suffering, is for. You change your life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For Nelson Mandela\u2019s birthday, and because I\u2019m reading Thula Simpson\u2019s Umkhonto We Sizwe: The ANC\u2019s Armed Struggle, thinking about and respecting the lives of everyone who stood against apartheid, those whose names are known or unknown, remembered or forgotten. 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