In cahoots!

Nothing beats the thrill of hitting Publish to send your next carefully-composed post out to cyberspace. You wait on tenterhooks at Mission Control, hoping with crossed fingers that your probe makes connection with its target audience. Success is positive feedback.  Failure is radio silence. Global communication validates us, bestowing an identity we might otherwise lack. It draws us from our little boxes and broadens our horizons. The world turns out to be round, after all!

Readers of my previous posts will know that I hate labels. Putting the human species in pigeonholes isn’t my idea of fun, whether it’s gender or nation or class or race or colour. These are all passive descriptors. You can’t help what you are but you can take responsibility for what you do. And here I’ll break my rule and suggest two active descriptors: we are all either bridge-builders or wall-builders.

Sounds good, don’t it? Actually, it’s rubbish. We’re both. It all depends on the circumstances. Bad times breed walls, good times grow bridges. In the real world at present – and perhaps for the foreseeable future – walls are winning. Yeah, talk to the hand ‘cos the face ain’t listening …

And wall-building isn’t active, of course, it’s passive-aggressive. Building a bridge takes energy, courage, imagination. Above all, it’s an act of faith. It starts with empathy, a belief in the other side which creates the improbable miracle of meeting in the middle. I may be stretching the metaphor to breaking point but when common ground is hard to find, connection must be made in mid-air.

Which brings me to the blogosphere. Sceptics are doubtful about its potential to break down barriers and heal divisions, often dismissing it as ‘preaching to the converted’. Well, yes, bloggers are bridge-builders by definition but we also have real lives and our urge to fly may begin in the cages we have built for ourselves. As the prescient hostess in the Eagles’ Hotel California says, ‘We are all prisoners here/Of our own device’.

In a sadly crowded field my nomination for Most Dangerous Book Ever would have to be ‘1001 Places To See Before You Die’. Do the math, as my American friends would say. Times 1001 by 7 billion to come up with the number of trips. Factor in air miles and you have a recipe for turning the atmosphere into toxic soup. Travel broadens the mind, they say, but jetting around to tick 1001 boxes … each box containing a subset of tourist must-sees … holy relics, just thinking about it triggers my travel-sickness!

A viable alternative is to go to a few places, stay longer and soak up the culture. Comparison is the key to self-discovery in this poem by Philip Larkin:

The Importance of Elsewhere

Lonely in Ireland, since it was not home,
Strangeness made sense. The salt rebuff of speech,
Insisting so on difference, made me welcome:
Once that was recognised, we were in touch.

Their draughty streets, end-on to hills, the faint
Archaic smell of dockland, like a stable,
The herring-hawker’s cry, dwindling, went
To prove me separate, not unworkable.

Living in England has no such excuse:
These are my customs and establishments
It would be much more serious to refuse.
Here no elsewhere underwrites my existence.

Another viable alternative is to travel in cyberspace. That may sound rather nerdy, but bear with me. Every single day 2,000,000 posts like this are sent. Each one is a window on the world, even the ones you can’t be bothered to read.

Two recent attempts at co-writing poems with fellow bloggers were like little holidays from myself. Grappling with several viewpoints took me outside my customary subjective bubble towards something more objective. It was like looking for buried treasure. It felt like a childhood game of Consequences where each person adds a new detail to create a story nobody sees until the end, when the paper concertina unfolds its serendipitous surrealism.

It set me thinking about collaboration. When it works, the whole is mysteriously greater than the sum of its parts. The best live bands sometimes say it’s as if an extra member was up there playing alongside them. Song-writing duos compose songs of magical quality – Lennon/McCartney, Jagger/Richards, John/Taupin, Goffin/King, Bacharach/David, Rogers/Hammerstein, Gilbert/Sullivan, the list goes on. Many of the UK’s favourite sit-coms are the product of two brains – Hancock’s Half Hour, Steptoe and Son, Dad’s Army, The Good Life, Fawlty Towers and The Office are just some that spring to mind.

Winning teams have esprit de corps but this doesn’t stop them disagreeing. Healthy argument is essential for success. In relationships opposites attract. The most revealing interviews are those where two people talk freely as equals. The best teachers say they learn as much from their pupils as their pupils learn from them. Hierarchy stifles creativity, although Basil would never admit it …

A question I often ask in the vain hope of a sensible answer runs as follows … Why do CEOs get paid so much for running organisations which are so bad they need people on huge salaries to run them? It’s a bit of a chicken-and-egg question, I admit, but why is nobody prepared to answer it?

And don’t get me started on why we need financial speculation! Since when did money become a commodity in its own right and not just a means of exchanging goods and services, huh?

Well, I told you not to get me started! Besides, I’ve got bigger fish to fry.

If I have a religion it’s a belief in the sacred triad of freedom, equality and fellowship. They are interdependent. They underpin human creativity by enabling partnership. Two minds are better than one. We do better to build bridges rather than walls.

If my religion has demons, they are rapacious consumerism and rampant fundamentalism. On the face of it, however, these couldn’t be more different: material and immaterial, natural and supernatural, here and elsewhere.

Yet both of them are heretics in my religion, if I have a religion. Both of them deny that we live in the spaces between one another and that souls is just a fancy word for relationships. Both of them say, Look after Number One and Devil take the Hindmost. Their crazed obsession with individual success and personal salvation are the twin scourges of our modern age, fuelling egoism and undermining a full engagement with the world. They make our heaven a living hell.

Two final questions: 

  1.  Can the blogosphere save the biosphere?
  2.  Does anyone know the title and/or author of a short story about a space rocket which makes an emergency landing on a planet because of a failed engine?  The other parts of the ship locate a new engine which turns out to be an inhabitant of the planet. They kidnap him and he learns about his real destiny, which is to power the ship. The story is clearly an allegory about teamwork – right up my street, as you can imagine! – and I would dance with delight if I found it again.




21 thoughts on “In cahoots!

  1. I think the biosphere might need a little help from you, me and the rest of the team!
    I read a lot of sci-fi but that one does not ring a bell. Sounds intriguing though. Something that someone like Vonnegut would have come up with.

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  2. Funny, I used to have a retail store in Flagstaff, AZ, called ‘In Cahoots’. My ex-partner still does. And our little inside joke was that I was the Inca and she was the Hoots. But that won’t save the Biosphere, though, will it? No, it’ll take a lot more than that, more than a village, a whole new religion, i think…


    1. Good name for a joint business and your wordplay made me laugh. Laughter is free of money and fear, so thanks! You’re right about the need for creative thinking … or should that be creation thinking? Your comment reminds me of the African proverb, it takes a whole village to raise a child.

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  3. Like it or not, we have to somehow get our governments on board for saving the planet too…since so much money and power is involved, it’s not going to be easy. But we can start at the local level. There we have much more of a chance to influence things. It drives me crazy that no one votes in primary elections, where there is usually a better selection of candidates, even for Congress…I hope Bernie will use his influence to get young people involved in the local political process. That’s the way to really start things changing. That’s what the Tea Party did, only they are moving us in the wrong direction. (K)

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    1. I agree. That’s another big question you won’t get the establishment to debate properly – why isn’t there a cap on election spending to give everyone an equal chance of standing for office? And when it’s taken all human history and a lot of struggle to win universal suffrage, it would be ungrateful to our ancestors (Honour thy mother and father and their folks too … ) not to vote. A citizen’s patriotic duty, I’d say. Voting is compulsory in Oz. Bernie Sanders seems to have broken the mould, good news even if he doesn’t go all the way! Thanks for your input.

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    1. Absolutely, Curt, the deregulated free-for-all that fuels consumerism and pours oil on the fire of fundamentalism. Just as well the world’s leaders are secret superheroes …


    1. As far as I can see, our modern jet-set roam the planet in search of the same homogenised tourist lifestyle everywhere authenticated by a touch of local colour to photograph and prove they’ve been somewhere different. Hope that doesn’t sound cynical …

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      1. Well, the first thing many tourists do whether they’re visiting Rio, Beijing or Paris seems to be to look for a McDonalds or a Starbuck, so I think you may have a point.


        1. Reminds me of when we went to Paris with our kids and took them to a French restaurant – like you do! The waiter warned us that the dishes were ‘very French’. Fine, we said, bring it on! What he meant was that the meat came from, let’s say, unusual parts of the animal. Our kids couldn’t eat any of it and their parents gave up after a few bites. Next day we took them to MacDonalds by way of apology …

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