The Masked Minnesotan

I wear a face mask when I go to a store or church: or any place where I’ll be near other folks. I do so because the COVID-19 pandemic is still in progress.

These days, wearing a mask in public could be a divisive act. Not wearing a mask could be a divisive act. Wearing the ‘wrong kind’ of mask could be a divisive act.

Writing about face masks, divisive acts, or both could be viewed as a divisive act, but I’ll risk it.

Maybe some folks wear face masks as a political display: showing their support for some politico, party or cause. Or don’t wear masks for the same reason(s).

That’s not my motive. I’m doing what I can to keep a highly infectious and occasionally lethal disease from spreading. Or at least slow it down.

I’d rather not be dealing with a pandemic.

But like it or not, the SARS‑CoV‑2 virus has been and is killing folks. Some of them uncomfortably close to my home. I live in Stearns County. Long Prairie is maybe 20 minutes up the road.

Still, as the old Minnesota saying goes, it could be worse.

I could be subjected to mask shaming.

A “Senseless Dividing Line”

(From Evan Vucci/AP, via MPR, used w/o permission.)

North Dakota governor delivers plea against ‘mask shaming’
The Associated Press, MPR News Staff; MPR (May 23, 2020)

“North Dakota Gov. Doug Burgum is asking residents to avoid ‘mask shaming’ people who are wearing protective gear because of the coronavirus.

“The Republican governor and ardent supporter of President Trump said during a Friday news briefing that people who choose to wear masks deserve ‘support and encouragement’ because they may be protecting someone who is vulnerable to the virus.

“He pleaded with residents to avoid what he called a ‘senseless dividing line’ over the use of masks….”

Maybe I haven’t been ‘mask shamed’ because I’m related by marriage to nearly half the folks in my town.

Or because I haven’t earned a reputation for ardent support of any political personality or party. Mild support, yes. Occasionally. Unyielding, unqualified zeal? Not so much.

Maybe “mask shaming” is a strictly North Dakota issue. My guess is that it’s not. The term might be. But the way folks in other states have been reacting to unpleasant realities suggests that hotheads, fanatics and crackpots are endemic pretty much everywhere.

“Empathy and Understanding”

Maybe being angry, expressing (self) righteous indignation, feels good.

That might help explain why so many folks seem so angry over so much.

But before I start ranting about folks getting angry about stuff that doesn’t enrage me, I’ll get back to something North Dakota’s Governor Burgum said.

“…’If someone is wearing a mask, they’re not doing it to represent what political party they’re in or what candidates they support. They might be doing it because they’ve got a 5-year-old child who’s been going through cancer treatments. They might have vulnerable adults in their life who currently have COVID and are fighting.’

“Burgum called on people to treat others who choose to wear masks amid the pandemic to be treated with empathy and understanding….”
(The Associated Press, MPR News Staff; MPR, (May 23, 2020))

Treating others “with empathy and understanding” makes sense to me. Particularly in this context, where I’m one of ‘those people’ who wear face masks in public.

Masks and Motives

Being called a “sheeple” is the closest I’ve come to being mask shamed. (May 23, 2020)

The open-face advocate — the discussion had nothing to do with sandwiches — said that face masks are comparatively ineffective at protecting the wearer from infection.

He was and is right about that. I’m about as likely to catch the SARS‑CoV‑2 virus with a mask on as without.1

I haven’t been, and won’t be, wearing a face mask to protect myself.

I’m wearing it to protect others.

Sort of like Spider-Man, Batman or the Green Hornet. (Look! There in the store! It’s a geezer! It’s an old coot! No: it’s the Masked Minnesotan!!)

And now, returning to reality —


The odds are that I haven’t been infected with the SARS‑CoV‑2 virus.

But I might have been.

My son had to miss work while experiencing a bug that acted like COVID-19.

My son wasn’t tested, maybe because Minnesota was short on testing tech at the time.

Others in the household have dealt with a similar bug and also haven’t been tested.

I could be offended by that, but figure that testing tech is still something best reserved for other cases.

Knowing whether or not we’d been infected would be interesting. But the knowledge wouldn’t have changed how we dealt with being ill.

I think there will be a COVID-19 vaccine. But the last I heard, nothing has been tested thoroughly enough for general use.

Playing the Odds

Getting back to masks and me, I wear one because there’s a slight chance I may have been infected, and might spread a sometimes-lethal disease.

I realize that face masks aren’t 100 percent effective at stopping my hypothetical viruses.

But I live in an imperfect world. I think that lowering the already-low odds that I’ll infect others is a good idea. Even if the technology I use isn’t perfect.

As I see it, good health is a gift from God. Getting and staying healthy is a good idea. Within reason. Making good health my religion is a bad idea and I shouldn’t do it. (Catechism of the Catholic Church, 21122114, 22882289)

Life, the universe and everything isn’t all about me. I live with and near other folks. Working for the common good and protecting human life is a good idea. (Catechism, One/Two/Article 2 Participation in Social Life/II: The Common Good, 19281942, 22582262)

I’ve said that before. Recently. (May 23, 2020)

And I’ve been writing about living during, and I trust through, a pandemic:

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Another Pandemic Sunday

It’s a lovely Sunday afternoon here in central Minnesota. All that’s missing is Pippa’s song wafting through the air.

“…The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn:
God’s in his heaven—
All’s right with the world!…”
(“Pippa Passes,” a drama; Robert Browning (1841); from “The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning,” Cambridge Edition (1895))

Except that birds on the wing here are more often crows, (American) robins and sparrows. A blue jay briefly made a tree blocking my desk’s window part of its daily routine, and that’s not what I was going to write about.

Where was I? Lovely Sunday afternoon. Central Minnesota. Birds and Browning. Right.

I’ve been in the house all day, apart from a brief interval on the front stoop. Porch. Whatever. But thanks to contemporary information technology, I participated in Mass this morning. Virtually participated.

I’d much rather go to the parish church. But, as I’ve said before and probably will again, there’s a pandemic in progress. Acting as if it’s not doesn’t seem prudent.

Enjoying the Afternoon

I’ve been enjoying this lovely afternoon. Even though weather reports talk about heat indices instead of wind chill factors. I love living in Minnesota: the weather is not boring.

Which reminds me, there’s a severe thunderstorm watch west and southwest of my area, a tornado watch west-northwest and northwest of us, and both are probably heading this way. Like I said: not boring.

“…And Only Man is Vile!…”

I don’t have to enjoy the weather. Being thankful for sunlight and grass is optional.

So is being jittery, jumpy and fearful. Opportunities for angst abound.

Protests, death, ill-will and pandemic perils permeate news media.

And it seems that an Air Force sergeant killed a sheriff’s deputy in California. He may have had a hand in killing a federal officer on May 29.

There’s enough in those articles, and others I saw, for me to launch into a tirade against one or more of today’s bogeymen.

I won’t, partly because I prefer collecting facts, thinking and writing in that order. And I don’t enjoy writing tirades. Or reading them.

Maybe some folks do, and that’s another topic.

Or I could focus on four words from a 19th-century hymn, and kvetch about how rotten humanity is.

“…What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle,
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile!…”
(“From Greenland’s icy mountains,” Reginald Heber (Methodist version (1889)[emphasis mine])

I won’t. Partly, maybe mostly, because I don’t think that humanity is rotten to the core.

I also don’t see a point in trying to believe that humanity is what’s ailing Mother Nature, and that pandas would be better off without us. And that’s yet another topic. Topics.

“Shout With Joy…”

Besides, I think there’s some value in taking time now and then to notice this wonder-filled universe.

And the corner in Sauk Centre’s south side I call home.

“Question the beauty of the earth, question the beauty of the sea, question the beauty of the air, amply spread around everywhere, question the beauty of the sky, question the serried ranks of the stars … question all these things. They all answer you, ‘Here we are, look; we’re beautiful.’…
“O God, You are never far from those who sincerely search for You. Accompany those who err and wander far from You. Turn their hearts towards what is right and let them see the signs of Your Presence in the beauty of created things. We ask this….”
(The beauty of the unchangeable creator is to be inferred from the beauty of the changeable creation, St. Augustine, Sermons, 241, Easter (c.411 A.D.))

Following up on what I said yesterday, about Minnesota weather being not boring.

The National Weather Service issued tornado warnings for parts of northwestern Minnesota last night, including Stephen, Lake Bronson and Kennedy.

There’s probably been property damage, but nobody hurt or killed: not that I’ve heard or read. Good news, that. Or good lack of news.

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Beyond George Floyd

A police officer killed George Floyd on May 25, 2020.

Many folks, including me, think that was wrong. Some have been getting together to protest George Floyd’s death. The protests started in Minneapolis and are now international.

I haven’t joined a public protest, and almost certainly won’t. It’s not that I don’t care. I’m in my upper 60s, with health issues, live in a town about two and a half hours from Minneapolis — and there’s still a pandemic in progress.

Some folks have been setting fire to buildings and cars. Maybe they’re protesting, maybe they simply enjoy burning other people’s property.

The trouble started — uncounted ages ago, when humanity was young. That’s a topic I’ll save for another day.

What I have to say about the George Floyd brouhaha is long enough as it is.

Last Week, Minneapolis: Today, the World

A Deli, Dubious Currency and Death

(From BBC News, used w/o permission.)
(“Demonstrations have continued since Mr Floyd’s death in Minneapolis police custody on Monday” (BBC News; May 30, 2020))

George Floyd may or may not have used a counterfeit $20 bill in a deli on May 25, 2020. What’s more certain is that someone called the police.

Four showed up to arrest Mr. Floyd.

The police quartet’s version of what happened next is that Mr. Floyd “physically resisted” them when told to leave his vehicle.

A nearby restaurant’s security camera suggests that Mr. Floyd fell down several times.

The official version of his arrest and death says that he resisted by falling down.

Then one of the enforcers knelt on Mr. Floyd’s neck.

While bystanders recorded most of the incident on their smartphones.

Or maybe while one bystander livestreamed the incident to Facebook.

I’ve seen both versions reported.

The livestreamed and recorded video apparently shows Mr. Floyd saying things like “please”, “I can’t breathe” and “Don’t kill me.”

Then he stopped moving. Or breathing.

Eventually, one of the enforcers checked the suspect’s pulse. He didn’t have one. Some time later, medical experts confirmed that Mr. Floyd was dead.

All four enforcers were fired the next day.

One of them is now facing murder and manslaughter charges. The rest have legal trouble too.

Mr. Floyd’s death at the hands — make that knee — of a city employee inspired protests.1

On the ‘up’ side, quite a few folks protesting Mr. Floyd’s death didn’t set fire to buildings, and many buildings in Minneapolis have not been burned.

“Approximately 200 Local Jobs”

Unhappily, there is a ‘down’ side:

And, inevitably, glitterati and politicos have made the sort of statements we’ve come to expect from glitterati and politicos.2

Maybe grandstanders mean well. Maybe they really believe what they say. Or don’t bother to think before dropping topical terms into oral boilerplate.

Meanwhile, folks who worked for incinerated businesses have unpaid vacations. Folks who owned and operated the gutted ruins are most likely wondering what they’ll do now. Their (former) employees most likely have similar thoughts.

My guess is that owners of many stores are taking their cue from Target: shuttering their doors and making plans for rebuilding when and if it’s safe.

Target now closing more stores across Minnesota until further notice
Adam Uren, Bring Me The News (May 30, 2020)

“…Target also pledged on Friday to restore and reopen the heavily damage store at East Lake Street, which was damaged in the Thursday night unrest.

“‘Target will prioritize the rebuilding and reopening of its store located at 2500 E. Lake Street, preserving approximately 200 local jobs,’ it said.

“‘The timing of construction will be determined in the coming weeks, with the goal of opening in late 2020. Target will also reopen other damaged stores in the Minneapolis/St. Paul area in the coming weeks.’…”

Safe, and financially possible. Target probably has insurance and resources to cover costs. I’m not so sure about Mom and Pop stores.

Protests and Watchmen

(From Getty Images, BBC News, used w/o permission.)
(“Minnesota residents arrange food and drink donations for those participating in peaceful protests” (BBC News; May 31, 2020))

A fair number of Minnesotans decided that organized protests which don’t involve arson made sense.

I think they’re right, although admittedly the work of nighttime incendiarists may seem more newsworthy. And therefor gets more attention. It photographs well, at any rate.

Folks of both persuasions have been active since Mr. Floyd died, in Minnesota’s largest urban center and elsewhere.

About the “Tired of watching…” headline — Some folks in Minneapolis took a page from 13th century London’s playbook.3 They’ve organized night watches.

Except London’s watchmen were officially sanctioned. I’m not sure about the status of folks in Minneapolis who are trying to protect themselves and their neighbors.

Their apparent motive, defending innocent folks from violence, seems reasonable. Whether it’s legal is another matter.

Today’s Conventional Wisdom

I gather that many folks think George Floyd shouldn’t have been killed.

I think they’re right.

I also think I’d better explain a few things before going on.

I don’t know why one of the four enforcers killed George Floyd.

Conventional wisdom, today’s version, says that the motive must be ethnic rivalry. The enforcer’s ancestors are from Europe and Mr. Floyd’s are from Africa.

Maybe that’s the motive. It’s a plausible explanation.

Ethnic rivalry seems to be why Hutu killed Tutsi and Twa, along with insufficiently-Hutu Hutu. It’s added fuel to an Armenia-Azerbaijan border dispute, and may be part of India’s Dalit problem. Or the Dalit’s problem with India.

Or maybe the enforcer had been contemplating the existential implications of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and forgot that he was kneeling on someone’s neck.

Or maybe trouble at home had him so upset that he killed the first available victim. His wife filed for divorce on May 28, three days after Mr. Floyd’s death.4 That suggests, but doesn’t prove, that their marriage was rocky before the 25th.

“…The filing cites an ‘irretrievable breakdown of the marriage’ that was beyond saving….”
(Scottie Andrew, CNN, CNN (June 2, 2020)

Stress, marital or otherwise, isn’t an excuse for homicide. But it is another plausible motive.

I do not know why Mr. Floyd was killed. Only that someone who should have known better killed him.

A Huge Problem

(From Fibonacci Blue, via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(George Floyd memorial: Chicago Avenue and 28th Street, Minneapolis, Minnesota. Mr. Floyd was killed at the Cup Foods corner. (May 30, 2020))

I also do not know why all four enforcers didn’t stop what one of them was doing. Or confiscate the bystanders’ personal electronic devices, interrupting the livestream video.

A principle my father taught me might apply here: never attribute to malice what can be explained by stupidity. Or ignorance.

Smartphones and similar devices are about the same size and shape as old-school cigarette holders. But folks using them don’t hold them the same way.

Maybe the enforcers simply didn’t know about smartphones, or didn’t realize that kneeling on someone’s neck can end in death, or thought that nobody would care if one of them killed some guy who’d fallen down.

If those four really were that stupid or ignorant, Minneapolis has a huge problem. Police are not supposed to be scrapings from the underside of society’s barrel. Not outside the occasional Hollywood B movie, and that’s another topic.

If Floyd’s killing wasn’t a one-off aberration, an outlier in the city’s police department behavior, Minneapolis has another huge problem.

Another killing, four years back, in Minnesota’s major metropolitan area had unsettling parallels to the recent incident.

In any case, Minneapolis and the rest of Minnesota’s Metro has a huge problem. Justifiably or not, a significant fraction of folks living there seem to be losing whatever respect they had for the city’s authority.

2016-2017 in Retrospect: Sterling, Castile and Dallas

Independence Day, 2016: The Start of a Bad Week

(From Fibonacci Blue, via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(Memorial at the site where Philando Castile was killed. July 9, 2016, Falcon Heights.)

Maybe Philando Castile was at fault for getting killed. I don’t think so, but it’s a possible assumption from an alternatively-reasonable viewpoint. Maybe if Mr. Castile’s ancestors had been mostly from northwestern Europe, he’d be alive today.

He’d been driving in a St. Paul, Minnesota, suburb when a traffic enforcer pulled him over and told him to show his driver’s license and registration.

Mr. Castile was doing so when he told the enforcer that he had a firearm. A somewhat-muddled conversation followed, during which Mr. Castile persisted in trying to show his papers.

That’s when the enforcer shot at him. Seven times. At close range. Five of the shots hit Mr. Castile, who died 20 minutes later.

The incident might have ended there, if Mr. Castile had not been with his partner and daughter. And if his partner hadn’t had the presence of mind to upload live stream video of the conversation.

Quite a few folks thought that killing Philando Castile was wrong. Many protested publicly.5

So did folks who thought Alton Sterling shouldn’t be dead.

Anger, Death and Viewpoints

Police in Dallas, Texas, killed Micah Xavier Johnson on July 7: under much less ambiguous circumstances.

On July 5, two days earlier, police in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, killed Alton Sterling. Motives and responsibility for that death are a can of worms I’d rather not open.

Getting back to Micah Xavier Johnson. Philando Castile’s killing on July 6 apparently sent Mr. Johnson over the edge.

Mr. Johnson got his 15 minutes of fame by ambushing and killing several law enforcement officers. He said that Sterling’s and Castile’s killings made him angry and that he wanted to kill white people. Particularly white police officers.

Having made his statement, he took shelter in a building and wouldn’t come out.

He’s now also famous for being the first American killed by a police robot.

The Alton Sterling incident did not result in criminal charges, although it took two years of investigations to reach that decision.

I don’t know how much Micah Xavier Johnson knew about Philando Castile’s killer, Jeronimo Yanez.

Yanez was a police officer. Therefore, from at least one viewpoint, he’s white. Given the assumption that anyone with a non-criminal source of income is white. That viewpoint was in flower when I last did time in academia, and that’s yet another topic.

From another viewpoint, the Yanez name and his ancestry allow the Hispanic-American label.

My view is that Yanez was a police officer who killed someone, was fired and charged with serious crimes. He was tried a year later.

The verdict was not guilty on all counts.6

Justice and Uncertainty

(From BBC News, used w/o permission.)

Maybe the Minnesota jury was right, maybe not.

Maybe the state’s case could have been managed more effectively. I don’t know.

My guess is that at least a few of the folks who are upset about George Floyd’s killing remember what happened in 2016, in Minnesota, Louisiana and Texas.

And feel that justice failed then. And will fail now.

Maybe I understand that viewpoint. Which doesn’t mean that I approve of arson and looting.

Imagine: and Remember

Beware the clichés!

I’ve been seeing more-or-less familiar clichés in discussions of Mr. Floyd’s death, like “racial war” and “anarchist.”

There’s a smidgen of truth to both.

Mr. Floyd’s killer is white. Not all white folks are white supremacists. But some are.

There really are anarchists: folks who believe that we’d be better off without governments.

That’s an enormous oversimplification. The political philosophy and movement is nowhere near that simple.7

Anarchism starts looking good when folks in charge act badly, or seem to be confused about what’s real, and what they’d like to be real.

That may help explain the lasting popularity of John Lennon’s “Imagine.” (January 8, 2018)

“…Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace….”
(“Imagine,” John Lennon (1971))

I think “all the people – Living life in peace” is a good idea, and something to work toward.

I also think we won’t get most people living life without regular riots and arson by ridding ourselves of mayors, governors, congresspersons, presidents and police.

It Could Be, and Has Been, Worse

(From Harper’s Weekly, via Chicago History Museum and Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(Drama in Haymarket Square, a Harper’s Weekly version. (May 15, 1886))

Bad as it is, Minnesota’s and America’s current situation could be worse.

We could be living in the 1880s.

I’ve talked about the Haymarket incident before. (September 1, 2019)

Chicago workers felt exploited. They were right, by today’s standards.

On May 4, 1886, they gathered in Haymarket Square, showing support for an eight-hour work day. Their protest was peaceful, because or in spite of a massive police presence.

Then Chicago’s police started dispersing the crowd. Someone, we still don’t know who, threw a bomb which dispersed seven police officers and four civilians. Maybe more.

The police opened fire on the crowd, scoring one kill. Maybe more. Numbers vary, depending on who’s telling the story.

Remember, this was 1886. Eight hour working days weren’t an accepted standard. Some of the upper crust feared unions.

The Haymarket story became international news.

Folks took sides.

Politicos, led by public opinion, did their best to smother unions. They also defended Americans from unions, anarchists and immigrants. Particularly Germans and Bohemians.

Police raided the lairs of (suspected) anarchists.

Prisoners were taken, tried, and condemned to death.

Four were killed. One committed suicide.

Survivors were, eventually, pardoned.

Unions endured, and got their eight-hour work days.8

I’m no great fan of today’s unions. But I was born during the Truman administration. I live in an America where unions are part of the establishment, and that’s yet again another topic.

Or maybe not so much.

Injustice exists, and has existed.

Some folks behave badly. That’s nothing new either.

But many of us learn: and change our society.

Some of those changes are, I think, improvements.

Allegiance and Aspirations

“Hooray For Our Side”

(From Hungryogrephotos, via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(Minneapolis 3rd Precinct building, after the staff evacuated. (May 28, 2020))

“…What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying, ‘hooray for our side’….”
(“For What It’s Worth,” Buffalo Springfield, via

George Floyd protests have been daily headline news.

The protestors’ signs demand justice and declare that some lives matter. But I’ve yet to see a sign that says “hooray for” anyone or anything. Not in those words.

They all show disapproval of Mr. Floyd’s death.

Maybe someone’s arranged a “hooray for impromptu executions” demonstration. If so, it’s been low-profile.

Or maybe “they” aren’t letting us see the mammoth outpouring of support for George Floyd’s killing. No, I don’t think so. I really don’t think so.

On the other hand, there’s no shortage of the usual conspiracy theories: blaming the other party, rich people, foreigners or some combination thereof. Or claiming that the police or the government supplied bricks to rioters. Or — you get the picture.9

Floyd-inspired demonstrations I’ve read about seem to be expressions of anger against someone or something. And, on a more positive note, assertions that justice is a good idea.

So, if I was carrying a sign saying “hooray for our side,” which side would that be?

Love and Justice

(From Gustave Doré, via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(“…Is it not your duty to know what is right…?” (Micah 3:1))

In one sense, I don’t have a “side” in the current media event. I lack unwavering, unyielding, unthinking loyalty to any of America’s leaders, parties or institutions.

Don’t get me wrong. I like being an American. But I am not convinced that “we” can do no wrong, while “they” are in league with Satan. Or fascists. Or whatever.

However, I think justice is important.

So is love.

These are not new ideas.

“…Come on, people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now….”
(“Get Together,” Youngbloods version (1967))

“…It’s the hammer of Justice,
It’s the bell of Freedom,
It’s the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land…..”
(“If I had a Hammer” Pete Seeger, Lee Hays (1949))

“You have been told, O mortal, what is good,
and what the LORD requires of you:
“Only to do justice and to love goodness,
and to walk humbly with your God.”
(Micah 6:8)

Everyone seems to want justice. That isn’t a bad thing, but I strongly suspect that we don’t all share the same definition of “justice.”

I get the impression that love is a harder sell. And that those who say love is a good idea don’t all see it the same way.

Even folks who say love is a good idea and seem to be on the same page about what “love” is sometimes have trouble acting as if they believe it.

This isn’t new, either.

“For the whole law is fulfilled in one statement, namely, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’
“But if you go on biting and devouring one another, beware that you are not consumed by one another.”
(Galatians 5:1415)

Emotions and Reason, Faith and Neighbors

I’m a Catholic, which doesn’t involve unthinking loyalty and obedience to the pope. Or anyone else. Maybe I’d better explain.

Today’s assumptions and the occasional wacky Bible-thumper notwithstanding, thinking is not a sin.

Faith and reason get along. (Catechism of the Catholic Church, 35, 154159)

Make that should get along.

There’s nothing forcing me to think about what I believe, or wonder why I believe it.

Like every other human, I have a brain.

I can think: and make decisions based on reason rather than how I’m feeling.

I also have free will. Thinking is an option: not an unalterable response. (Catechism, 1730, 1778, 1804, 2339)

I don’t have to use my brain. But my experience suggests that I’m better off if I think before I act.

Emotions are part of being human, too. They’re part of a package that’s “very good.” But an emotion isn’t good or bad by itself. What matters is what and how I think about the emotion, and what I decide to do about it. (Genesis 1:2731; Catechism, 1763, 1767)

Ideally, my reason and will would all be in sync. What I feel, think and do would continually honor and obey God. (Catechism, 1770)

They’re not, I don’t, and that’s almost another topic.

The fundamental emotion is love: the love that urges us to help others. (Catechism, 1767, 25342550)

That sort of love is a good idea.

Obviously, or maybe not so much, I shouldn’t do something bad because I want to help someone. The end doesn’t justify the means. (Catechism, 1753, 1789)

Something Worth Trying

Opposing Crime and/or Evil

Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, when out of the Chicken Coupe came Chickenman.

Chickenman! A fantastic foul, dedicated to the never-ending fight against crime and/or evil!

Dick Orkin’s Chickenman radio series was anything but serious. Or “relevant,” as earnest folks said in those days.

But perhaps a meaningful message lurked behind Chickenman’s commitment to fighting crime and/or evil.

Or maybe not. But I’ll talk about positive law and natural law, anyway.

The Code of Hammurabi, Lex Visigothorum, CISG and Minnesota Statutes are examples of positive law: rules that we’ve made up.10

We change or replace our laws fairly often.

If we didn’t, we’d be stuck with rules that no longer fit today’s circumstances. (Catechism, 1957)

Ideally, positive law — rules we make up — would reflect natural law. (Catechism, 19051912, 19511960)

We don’t live in an ideal world.

Sometimes what’s legal isn’t right, and what’s wrong isn’t illegal.

When positive law, rules we’ve made up, violates natural law, it’s time to change our rules.

This is also far from a new idea.

“One has not only a legal, but a moral responsibility to obey just laws. Conversely, one has a moral responsibility to disobey unjust laws. I would agree with St. Augustine that ‘an unjust law is no law at all.'”
(Letter from a Birmingham Jail, Martin Luther King, Jr. (1963))

“An unjust law is no law at all.”
(“On Free Choice Of The Will,” Book 1, § 5, Augustine of Hippo (387–389))

“For there is but one essential justice which cements society, and one law which establishes this justice. This law is right reason, which is the true rule of all commandments and prohibitions. Whoever neglects this law, whether written or unwritten, is necessarily unjust and wicked.”
(“De Legibus (On the Laws),” Cicero (1st century BC))

Authority: Legitimate and Otherwise

Folks who hold authority should act with justice and wisdom, following the principles of natural law. Some do, most of the time. Some don’t.

The problem isn’t having leaders and a government. It’s what some leaders and governments do that causes trouble.

Our lives are easier if someone’s coordinating our efforts: wisely and justly.

How we choose leaders is up to us. There isn’t a one-size-fits-all system of government. What matters is that whatever system we use follows the principles of natural law. (Catechism, 18971917)

Leaders aren’t the only folks with responsibility. As a citizen, I should respect authority.

Legitimate authority. (Catechism, 1903)

Here’s where it get interesting.

Respect for authority is a good idea. So is obedience. Reasoned obedience. Blind obedience isn’t. No king, president, or other boss, is above the natural law. (Catechism, 19001903)

Sometimes the folks in charge make laws and give orders that are violations of natural law.

When that happens, the right thing to do may be to not follow orders, or to break a law. (Catechism, 22422243)

The trick, I think, is to know the difference between ‘I don’t like this’ and ‘this is wrong.’

And to remember that doing something bad because someone else did something bad isn’t a good idea.

The Common Good and Automobile Flambé

(From Brett Weinstein, via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.)
(Protestors protesting, car burning. Washington, DC (May 30, 2020))

Humans are social creatures. Living in and being part of a society is natural for us. Being part of a society means supporting the common good. And, if we’re doing what we should, the common good would include helping me. (Catechism, 18781885, 19051917)

Which gets me to “the common good.”

“Common good” is a philosophical concept — several, actually — a political slogan, a political action group and a soap company.11

The Catholic version of the common good is the sum of social conditions that let individuals and groups reach fulfillment. (Catechism, 1906)

“…the sum of those conditions of social life which allow social groups and their individual members relatively thorough and ready access to their own fulfillment….”
(“Gaudium et spes,” Pope St. Paul VI (December 7, 1965))

The common good, Catholic style, has three basic parts. (Catechism, 19071909)

  1. Respect for the person, for individuals
  2. Concern for the group’s well-being and development
  3. Peace: stability and order

Even assuming that Mr. Floyd knowingly tried to use a bogus $20 bill and deliberately fell down to vex a police officer, I can’t see killing him as working for the common good.

Folks who have been showing their disapproval of Mr. Floyd’s death — without destroying property — arguably are supporting the common good.

Those who have been lighting up the night with automobile flambé and torching neighborhood stores? Maybe not so much.

Life, Death and Neighbors

Backing up a bit, why should I care that a Minneapolis enforcer killed George Floyd?

Aside from the homicide’s inspiration of destructive behavior.

For one thing, human life is sacred: a gift from God. We’re made in the divine image. (Genesis 1:27; Catechism, 2258, 2260)

For another, I should love my neighbor and see everyone as my neighbor. Everyone. No exceptions. (Matthew 5:4344, 22:3640; Mark 12:2831; Luke 6:31 10:2527, 2937)

Legitimate defense, intending to preserve one’s own life or the life of an innocent person, is one thing. (Catechism, 22632267)

Murder, intending to kill an innocent person. or not-so-innocent person when doing so is avoidable, is another. (Catechism, 22682269)

That’s one reason I don’t have a problem with Minnesota authorities charging Mr. Floyd’s killer with murder and manslaughter.

Headlines I’ve seen strongly suggest that we’re now well into the political phase of coverage: where we’re told who to blame and who to vote for. And that’s still another topic.

I haven’t, thankfully, seen good old-fashioned demonizing aimed at Mr. Floyd’s killer.

There may be a chance that Derek Chauvin and the others will get a comparatively fair trial. And will survive the verdict.

Why should I care about them? Or the folks who have been torching other people’s property?

Murder is a bad idea. Private property matters — to an extent. But folks who murder, or commit other crimes, still matter. We’re all neighbors; no matter who we are, who our ancestors are, or what we’ve done. (Catechism, 357, 361, 369370, 1700, 1730, 22682269, 1929, 22732274, 22762279, 24022408)

I’ve said that before. (March 19, 2018)

Human Lives Matter — All Human Lives

(From BBC News, used w/o permission.)
(Peter Wang, killed in action February 14, 2018: holding a door open so that others could escape Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School.)

Maybe this idea is divisive by today’s standards, but I think human lives matter. All human lives. Not just folks who look a bit like me. Or don’t look like me.

I think Mr. Floyd’s life mattered. Whether or not the bill he had was counterfeit.

I think his killer’s life matters. Whatever crime he is charged with.

I think the lives of police who have been kneeling, and who have not been kneeling, matter.

I think the lives of arsonists, looters and journalists matter.

For that matter, I think my life matters.

Because we’re all human.

We’re all part of the huge, and sadly-dysfunctional, human family. (Genesis 10:132; Catechism, 360, 396409)

Remembering that won’t unkill Mr. Floyd, or unburn gutted businesses. But it might help us deal with a massive backlog of unresolved issues. And that, I think, is worth trying.

Somewhat-related posts:

1 Lighting a fuse:

2 The usual suspects speak out:

3 Urban security:

4 Conflicts:

5 Remembering 2016:

6 Aftermath:

7 An occasionally-attractive idea:

8 Remembering the ‘good old days:’

9 Real trouble, unreal fears:

10 Our changing rules:

11 A concept, political action group and soap:

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Change in Comments

I recently started dealing with about 1,000 spam comments a day. It’s a nuisance. And, more to the point, takes time that I would very much rather spend researching and writing.

That’s why I’ve made minor changes in how A Catholic Citizen in America’s software handles comments.

Minor at my end, that is.

If you leave a comment — thank you! — you won’t see it immediately. Among other things, I’ve arranged for all comments to be manually approved. That may be frustrating for you, and a little more work for me. But if it reduces the flow of spam, it’ll be worth it: from my viewpoint.

Changes I made today are not set in stone. I’ve started a ‘how to deal with spam’ file, and am ascending a learning curve on that topic.

Thanks for stopping by, and now I’ll get back to work.

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