Today I am Charlie

I’m not sure who I’ll be tomorrow but today, whether I like it or not, I’m Charlie. I continue to have some non-Charlie thoughts: My snapdragons in the garden out the front are failing to launch. They’re long and spindly, browned off in the heat, producing just the odd flower here and there. I was expecting them to look colourful and lush by now. Last night on ABC TV, Professor Brian Cox, the anointed  successor to Sir David Attenborough, celebrated the extraordinary, audacious human race, the species that went from the obsidian-headed axe to outer space in the blink of an eye, geologically speaking. We’re better than these guys, he said, smugly indicating the baboons in the background.

Sitting in the back of a van on the way to meet the returning crew of the International Space Station, he used a marker pen to write out the formula for gravity. Which is:

gravity formula

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Knowledge of this formula allowed the astronauts to apply the brakes at exactly the right time to achieve exactly the right speed to allow their vehicle to drop out of orbit and land on earth.

Racing over the frozen landscape of Kazakhstan to meet the returning spaceship, Brian Cox said he was glad Newton published his formula back in 1687 because it meant people didn’t have to start from scratch every time they wanted to get into outer space. By writing these things down, humanity has been able to info-share across the ages and gee, we just keep getting smarter and smarter!

But this morning I’m Charlie, and I feel it’s barely warranted to crow over our superiority to the baboons. I’m Charlie today because yesterday, men in balaclavas, armed with kalashnikovs and a rocket launcher, gate-crashed an editorial meeting in the offices of the newspaper Charlie Hebdo. Cartoonists and journalists were mowed down. You know the story. In the aftermath, people expressed their solidarity by saying “I am Charlie” all over social media and in rallies in Paris and London.

I know what it’s like to sit in an editorial meeting; to liaise with cartoonists; to go about a day in the life of a working journalist. Having it all explode in blood and carnage is, as the perpetrators intended, truly terrifying.

I’m also a white person with #firstworldproblems, living in the West, in a house with snapdragons out the front in a quiet street where the most egregious noise I’ll hear is the howl of a Malamute as it joins in with a distant ambulance, or the thumping of music when the neighbours clean their house on a Saturday morning. I expect to go about in peace, without being caught in crossfire or gunned down because I’ve turned up for work. I’m not personally responsible for the cycles of violence in the world. But I am Charlie, and Charlie, to some minds, represents the West and all the liberal freedoms and privileges available therein. A West that conquered, colonised and controlled the world and now expects to get a latte in peace.

It could be me in the firing line. Because I’m Charlie.

There’s no telling what might happen on account of one thing leading to another. You find a sharp sliver of obsidian and think it might add some oomph to your club. The next thing you know, you’re on the moon. You plunder and colonise the world in the name of God, and find yourself fighting the locals who are defending themselves in the name of God. There are reasons why murderous nutters get a hearing in certain circles. Those reasons can be found in history. As far as we know, it’s a law-governed universe; gravity works both here and in outer space. On this earth, the law of history is that if you’re the top dog you’ll be challenged, sooner or later, by the dog under you. It’s all there in writing.

But we prefer hubris over history lessons. We’ll study Newton on gravity but on conflict resolution, we’ll take our cues from the baboons.

A pause. A bit of a Google. I just found a review of a book about a herd of peace-loving baboons that turned their backs on violence.
If they can do it, maybe we can do it.

9 thoughts on “Today I am Charlie

  1. Paddie Cowburn

    thankyou, you have touched on some of the same thoughts i had, watching the brian cox docco BEFORE the events began to unfold in paris. i haven’t watched the docco you posted about the peaceful baboons (i grew up in Africa and baboons weren’t particularly peaceful creatures), but i am aware of the bonobo chimpanzees, a peaceful ape (riane eisler talks about them in her book – dammit, i forget the name of the book, but it’ll come up if you google her name, i think). there was a conference of scientists in spain in the early ’90s, where scientists signed a document that said basically that violence was a choice, not a predetermined behaviour of ‘man’ – ‘the seville statement’, i think i wrote it down somewhere. i usually like brian cox but the docco last night was definitely blokesville, it seemed to me. good, but androcentric. but today, any thinking, feeling person is charlie – and aware that the attack on charlie hebdo is an attack on anyone who believes in freedom of thought, expression, ways of being. thankyou for your thoughts. – paddie

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  3. Merrill

    How about Je Suis Charlie et Ahmed … et Tracy. Ahmed for the French Muslim policeman: “Ahmed Merabet, who rushed to the scene of the massacre on his bicycle, was shot dead in the street outside the offices of the magazine Charlie Hebdo – and now his name is sweeping the internet as people mark his heroism.” As in #JeSuisAhmed. See
    We ‘e all both very vulnerable and potentially very brave in the face of such horrors, with or without our bicycles … N’est-ce pas ?

  4. Tracy Post author

    I’d like to think I’d be as brave as Ahmed, rushing to head off gunmen on my bicycle, but I fear not … who knows, though. So, aspirationally: #JeSuisAhmed. I’m Harry, too, and Sue, Merrill, Margaret and Paddie. Paddie, I’m glad you had similar thoughts about the Cox doco. First time I’ve been disappointed in him! The baboons in the clip start out aggressive, then something happens and the troop becomes peaceful! Very interesting.

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