What elephants? Bear with me (no pun) and you'll see.
Forty years ago, amid another life, I attended an event in a
close friend’s Upper Eastside NYC apartment filled with glitterati out of a
Dominick Dunne novel. The nation was in
turmoil, torn apart and galvanized into intractable positions over the Vietnam
War. That night we were introduced to a decorated
navy man and his organization, John Kerry and Vietnam Veterans Against the War.
It was a fundraiser and I was standing next to a local TV
reporter buddy I suspected felt just as fiscally out of place in that crowd as
did I. I still smile when I think of him
leaning over and whispering to me, “Jeffrey, what are we doing here?” Today, that’s not a question Geraldo Rivera
would likely ask in any crowd.:)
The highlight of the evening came when I was introduced to a
group of three men chitchatting in a corner.
They graciously brought me into their conversation, though to be
honest—and as hard as it may be to believe—my total contribution was a
star-struck “hello” and on-cue nods to the back and forth among Messers Kevin
McCarthy (actor and brother of author Mary McCarthy), Andy Warhol, and Kurt
Vonnegut.
It was all a blur, except for one comment made by Kurt
Vonnegut that I shall never forget. And
perhaps never fully understood until this morning as I contemplated what to
write for today’s post.
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| Kurt Vonnegut, 1922-2007 |
In response to a question from Kevin McCarthy about what
each regretted most about The War, Vonnegut said, “The elephants. The slaughter of the elephants.”
Yes, elephants are a symbol of strength, honor, stability,
and patience; a vibrant bulldozer of obstacles to success. But I didn’t see that, and my immediate
reaction I dared not voice: “What an isolated, intellectually pretentious thing
to say in the face of all the human suffering experienced there every day.”
That just goes to show how little I knew then…or now.
I doubt there is an informed individual anywhere on earth
who is unaware of Greece’s fiscal crisis.
On top of that, each day more learn of a homegrown terrorist
organization seeking to cleanse “their” country of those they believe are not
“true Greeks.”
But this is not about any of that, for ultimately Greece alone
will bear the burdens of its fiscal and national identity decisions. Yes, there
will be financial turmoil in world markets and undoubtedly some will suffer, but
the world will adjust and go on to prosper.
No, this is about the ongoing slaughter of Greece’s
elephants.
The best and brightest of the nation’s youth are fleeing Greece
in torrents unmatched in decades. They
see no future in an economy geared to protecting the connected and already
successful, where all the bickering and battles between those in favor of and those
opposed to the status quo are seen only as words, and change is not expected no
matter whom the ultimate victor.
I ask you Greece, does it really matter who wins if you’ve
slaughtered your elephants?
Jeff—Saturday
