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Political violence is certainly not unique to America and happens all over the world and in some countries more than others. In Thailand, we had Khattiya Sawasdipol assassinated last year, the attempted assassination of Sondhi Limthongkul the year before, and regular periods of political instability, murders, and violence. I have been far enough from America for long enough now to no longer be in any position to comment on her troubles, and I also consider my treading into the minefield of America's political controversies as unwise. Nevertheless, occurrences of political violence follow some common themes and outcomes wherever they occur.
These events occur both within a personal and a political context. At a personal level, there is the grief and loss of the families, the friends, and the loved ones as with any sudden, violent death, as well as the worry, the fears, the sadness, and the anger of the families and friends of the injured. The motives of the perpetrators are sometimes obscure and frequently open to dispute.
Some political figures will pay customary deference and reverence to both the private and public pain in an attempt to elevate the political context beyond grim implications of the violence committed. They may also seek to isolate the event in an effort to minimise or to dismiss its greater implications. Nevertheless, the indictment of the greater political context cannot be avoided when any political violence occurs, regardless of the alleged motives or assumed derangement of the attacker.
Words matter. Words create the framework of attitudes and actions and are the basis upon which all humane standards are upheld or degraded. The most pernicious and destructive thoughts to justify human evil are founded upon words and built by words, one by one, phrase by phrase, paragraph by paragraph, each verbal brick, each stone of hyperbole, deception, and distortion, often seeming somehow reasonable and justified in the contingencies, passions, and understandings of the moment. Nevertheless, I also believe that words can form the foundation of a decent, dignified, and just society when used judiciously and with wisdom and compassion.
Any political violence, no matter how bizarre the motivation of the perpetrator, should oblige our discerning reflection upon our collective narratives, the words that formed our narratives, and how those have been applied. Such events, at the very least, should bring the decency and wisdom of how we communicate into question and demand our honest reflection. Candid self reflection is, however, a difficult challenge, particularly collectively, so recoiling from the essential examination of civil discourse through finger pointing, the trading of accusations, or by simply being dismissive of such considerations is far easier and is usually what ensues. The greater implications of political violence therefore typically become part of reinvigorated, competing political narratives to support and preserve assorted ambitions, ideologies, and images, or are simply dismissed as irrelevant sometimes by people who really should know better.
Political violence is a crime born in a collective context that requires a collective accounting. Therefore, in my opinion at least, political violence, assassinations, and murders are the responsibility of every member of the society in which these occur, regardless of our understandable needs to distance ourselves from the evil actions of others. All of us, from politicians to anonymous participants of cyberspace have, in some way, failed at times to uphold worthy standards of communication, and, by doing so, have undermined our civil discourse.
A decent and just civilisation is built by the judicious application of language, word by word, phrase by phrase, but it can also be more easily disassembled and corrupted in the reverse manner by mindless, callous, opportunistic, and careless use of language that fertilises our collective soil for future harvests of violence, demoralisation, and suffering, regardless of our present intentions.
My thoughts and prayers go out to all the victims of the violence in Arizona last Saturday. Christina Taylor Green, a promising and loving 9 year old girl was one of those killed. There is never a way to make any sense of such a loss. Perhaps all the living can do is to endure and to go on with life trying to do better.
