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Much can be made (and has been made,
in these pages) of the harmful effects of American individualism, rugged and
otherwise, particularly when placed at the service of blind pursuit of wealth
and power. It is a force that splinters and fragments and has little time for
such concepts as common good. I do believe, however, that there is a flip side
to that American characteristic, a side that can place the enormous energy,
confidence and can-do spirit required for rugged individualism at the service
not of the self but of the wider community.
It takes a great deal of courage and determination to go into a
war zone as unarmed civilians, as did several relatives of 9/11 victims to meet
with victims of U.S. bombing in Afghanistan (see story page 14.) These are
individualists willing to put themselves at risk in the single-minded pursuit
of reconciliation and peace.
Whats the point?
I think that in recognizing, as one traveler put it, the
utter grief felt by parents worldwide who lose children, they help
carry all of us to a point of understanding that cannot be earned through
bombing runs and political rhetoric.
Some would argue that these deep human connections were made
possible only because of the military action taken by the United States. And I
would say that to make that claim one would have to concede that history goes
back only the distance of a few months. If we keep insisting that we can see
only as far back as the last military operation, we are condemned to an endless
seduction by violence.
This daring little band brings back to us a different angle on the
war story, acknowledging complexity (one member reported being glad the Taliban
has been banished yet horrified at the bombing deaths of children) while
twinning it with a determination that no more killing be done in the name of
loved ones lost in the Sept.11 attacks.
Meet Mimi, the most recent
NCR mascot and a refugee from what has been characterized as the worst
ice storm here in the history of weather records. The Kansas City metro area
last week looked like some elaborate Steuben project, breathtakingly beautiful
when the sun finally showed. But the price for the thick coating of ice that
clamped the region was widespread destruction in the form of trees coming apart
and extensive power outages. People coped in all sorts of ways. Mimis new
family, associate business manager Marcia Baker, her husband, Gary, and their
children, Corde, Kara, Paul and Macie, took refuge in a local hotel. Mimi was
temporarily placed with layout editor Toni-Ann Ortiz, who brought her to work,
where she romped between the second and third floors.
-- Tom Roberts
My e-mail address is troberts@natcath.org
National Catholic Reporter, February 15,
2002
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