The Problem of Baboons

“The alpha male baboon is not a leader; he just has the best stuff.” –Robert M. Sapolsky, author,  professor

I thought long and hard before writing this piece because comparing someone to one of our primate relatives is historically an odious, racist trope. Yet unlike racist intent, this is not about appearance or intellect – which one cannot change – it is about behavior which one can change. I use the comparison because it highlights a problem we must see clearly. And we do have a problem.

Robert Sapolsky, Stanford Professor of biology and neurology, studied baboons in their own habitat to better understand the biological basis of human behavior. Baboons live in social groups and the alpha male, typically the strongest and most aggressive, keeps his standing by intimidation and, when necessary, by violence. He does what he wants; getting his pick of the females and stealing food from other less aggressive males. Should you offer him food, he would think you’re weak. He will slaughter infants that are not his but keep his own progeny safe. In Sapolsky’s bestselling book Behave: The Biology of Humans at Our Best and Worst, he makes the observation I’ve quoted above, “The alpha male baboon is not a leader; he just has the best stuff.” The alpha male has no intention of serving the troop, he just wants access to the best resting spot, food and females for himself. In his standing, he feels entitled to anything he can take, all others are beneath him, and any resistance is met with force and violence.

America, we have made the mistake of putting an alpha male primate into a position calling for leadership. We mistook wealth—acquired by luck of birth, media fascination, and amoral animal cunning—with “success” as a leader. Too many of us mistook bullying for strength because the bully said things we wished we had the nerve to say. Donald J. Trump believes he should have the pick of the females and the possession of anything else he wants, including your lunch. His response to any challenge is to dominate and he will escalate to violence if intimidation fails. He will protect his own progeny and  be violent to others. He has called state governors “weak” for not intimidating and “dominating” those protesting the murders of unarmed African Americans. In this behavior, Donald Trump literally has the morals of a baboon. I don’t say it merely as an insult; I say it as a statement of objective fact.

I also hesitated to write this because I don’t typically indulge in mere name-calling. I try to understand what’s correct in someone’s positions. However, as we now work to remove DJT from office, we see intimidation escalating to violence as a response. In recent days, DJT sent anonymous armed thugs into U.S. cities to deny American citizens the right to peacefully protest. Indeed, it appears they intend to provoke resistance so that he can make a show of force to impress and intimidate the rest of us. He cares not at all if anonymous “officers” violate the protesters’ Constitutional rights to peaceful assembly and free speech. To him the only rules or societal norms that matter are those serving his purpose to remain at the top. With all that, the time for being civil in our opposition is over.

Worst of all, this has happened at a time of maximum peril from a global pandemic that requires actual leadership. Such leadership springs from an intent to serve the common good, in turn requiring empathy and concern for others. These are impulses which the alpha male’s brain is not at all wired to do.  Thus, the outcome of Trump’s baboon brain has been to serve only himself, to downplay the seriousness of this pandemic because it does not serve his re-election goals. Now we are a global epicenter of the pandemic, trapped inside our own nation by a wallonly ours is made up of disease and international disdain. How ironic. Our economy is trashed because the pandemic is uncontrolled because the alpha male baboon-in-chief is bored with it. Worse, DJT has inspired others to copy his behavior, engaging in their own narcissistic impulses, so that even wearing a mask – the simplest, most effective public health practice we currently have – has been transformed into a divisive message. A leader would have had the humility and intelligence to follow the science. The baboon-in-chief could not.

The next six months are going to be a dangerous time in America, perhaps the most dangerous since the Civil War. A plague is upon us and we not only have no leadership, we have an authoritarian baboon who plans to hurt us for trying to replace him with leadership. He has at his disposal levers of power and henchmen who will do his bidding regardless of legal barriers or social norms. This is a crisis; we must act like it.

I absolutely do not advocate violence of any kind, but our own non-violent response must be tougher and more unwavering than his. Conceding anything to him will be interpreted as weakness. He and his followers must obey the rule of law. We must insist that the U.S. Constitution means what it says. We must demand that law enforcement follow the Constitution, that our courts, our political leaders, our medical experts, and our own family, friends and neighbors do their civic duty to speak, to vote, to act, to publicly protest (in masks), to demand a higher calling from ourselves as a nation.

“Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, in the strife of truth with falsehood for the good or evil side.”

This is that moment.

If we fail, we will become Baboon America, and no one in the world will be safe from that.  

Done With Dixie

I remember the first “minstrel” show I ever attended. My father was on the stage in blackface as one of the performers. This was the local Ruritan Club’s annual fundraiser in my small hometown in Virginia when I was a preteen, just becoming aware that the world was more complex than I had known. If anyone in the white community thought this show problematic, I never heard it. That annual event ended after a night when a group of brave, local African-Americans, with tickets duly purchased, took seats in the back of the hall and sat quietly stone-faced during the show and left just before it finished. This quiet confrontation put faces and names on those in the group being ridiculed and the minstrel show was never staged again in our community.

I was raised drenched in the Confederacy. Lexington, VA where I grew up is the home of Washington & Lee University where both of the named gentlemen served as Presidents. That campus is the Home of the Lee Chapel and Museum where Robert E. Lee is honored and he along with his family are interred in their crypt. Lexington also houses the Virginia Military Institute where the cadet/students who fought in the Civil War battle of New Market on the side of the Confederacy, are still lionized in a mural. The parade field there is lined with four of Stonewall Jackson’s cannons the so-called “Cadet Battery.” I was told Jackson named them Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John because they “spoke loudly for The Lord.” The only home Jackson owned was a house in Lexington when he was a professor of philosophy and artillery at VMI. That building, now restored as Jackson’s dwelling for historical tours,  housed the local hospital at the time I was born. So, yes, I was literally born in Stonewall Jackson’s house. Decals stating “The South will rise again” featuring an angry old Confederate soldier were commonly seen in public and private spaces. This genteel racism permeated my childhood; genteel from my perspective. I have no idea of what it was like to live in “colored town” as we called it – the African American community in the town. My school was first integrated under Federal order the year I began high school, much to the dismay of my family. It takes time, distance, and education to overcome the perspectives and misinformation we’re given as children. Some never achieve it. I recount my personal history on this issue to say that I get the Confederacy. I reject it and here is why.

I am proudly American and a student of history. They say “winners write the history” but that was not true of the Civil War. It is a singular, sad exception that in the century following the Civil War it was the South that wrote the history. The so-called “Lost Cause” narrative suggested the South fought for “states’ rights” while conveniently overlooking that the “right” they fought to preserve was nothing more than an inhumane policy to hold darker-skinned humans and their progeny in perpetual bondage. They erected monuments to those who led an armed insurrection against their own nation. Robert E. Lee was a former West Point Commandant who was offered the position of leading the Union forces. He wrongly chose the Confederacy and should bear the cost. Today people say their desire to maintain those memorials is to “honor tradition.” What in that tradition is honorable – the slavery, the racism, the betrayal of country, the Jim Crow laws? The Confederacy lasted a little over 4 years. I have underwear more resilient than that. They lost the war due to bad tactics and thank God they did. The only thing they won was the propaganda war that followed, the rewriting of history to glorify white supremacy by lionizing traitors to our nation’s evolution into “a more perfect Union.” I never feel more fully American than when I reject the Confederacy and the 100+ years of propaganda put out to justify it.

Further, those statues were not erected to teach history. We don’t need them for that, we know the history. No, they were erected as a statement of values. That’s what statues are, statements of values. The Statue of Liberty doesn’t teach us any history, it states our values as a diverse, welcoming nation sharing a vision of individual liberty, personal dignity, and a common good. That we have not always lived up to that vision does not dim its purpose. Rather it reminds us of what we should value even when we do not. Confederate statues and monuments glorify the values of the Confederacy, but behind the “courage” is the betrayal of nation. Behind the “standing for your principles” is slavery and continued racism. I don’t buy those values; I don’t know why anyone would.

You can be a proud Southerner if you mean the kinder culture than I find elsewhere in the nation. You can honor the cuisine (dang, I love me some Southern cooking), and the dialects. I love my Southern mountain accent. But those other values, we don’t need to buy into those any longer. I embrace American values of dignity regardless of race or class, individual liberty and balancing it with the common good, and similar virtues. Nothing in the Confederacy evoke my values.

Southerners, here is our real Lost Cause—It is time to let Dixie die. Those Confederate monuments are part of the pus and debris in the open wound of racism poisoning our nation for 400 years. Let’s finally drain the wound so healing can begin. I love many things about the South, but I’m done with Dixie.  Let’s write history more accurately this time and put up monuments to our real American values, independence from tyranny, the courage to stand against inhuman policies, to stand for equity, diversity, and loyalty to our highest virtues. Let’s lift every voice and sing that song. Let that healing begin.

Tikkun Olam. AB