maroci:
Finally, regarding "If there's any hope at all, it lies with the proles," I think this is the most wrongheaded thing in the post.
I'd argue that science, carried out by "experts," is and always has been the hope of mankind. But lets forget that for the time being.
What is the first thing a dictator does when he takes over? He eliminates the intelligentsia. Stalin did it. Pol Pot did it. Hitler. Mao. They all do it. Without the educated classes, the rest are sheep.
Who among the white population of the U.S. in the fifties and sixties supported the civil rights struggle? Was it the southern good ol' boys with their police dogs and fire hoses and nooses? No, within the white population it was a movement of the intelligentsia. And within the black community it was very much an intelligentsia-led movement.
Basically I find the anti-intellectual strain of your post difficult to comprehend or sympathize with. It sounds like right-wing talk radio. People are not, in fact, made morally superior, or superior in any other way, by having a limited formal education. There's nothing wrong with people who work in factories or on farms or as fry cooks or doormen. But this "salt of the earth" crap is tiresome and, dare I say it, intellectually bankrupt.
Would you like to know the real reason why they eliminate the intelligentsia? I was a graduate student in psychology when the 9/11 attacks occurred, and I can tell you why. (Yes! You're talking to a highly educated person with a solidly middle class upbringing! Surprise, surprise. Even more amazingly, a teacher's brat, whose father started as an elementary school teacher in a large Northern city, rose through the ranks, and finally held a post as director of research and evaluation for the entire school system before he finally retired. Sometimes it seems to me that alone amongst the middle class, it's only the children of teachers who are spared this crippling refusal to think that holds the rest of the class in such an iron grip.)
A few years before 9/11, I recall learning of the loyalty oaths that American university faculty were often forced to take during WWII. Nothing major or extreme, merely to the effect that the professors would not support the Nazis, nor reveal to the Nazis any secrets (scientific or otherwise) which would aid the Nazis. Many balked, citing academic freedom and otherwise raising hell about it. Many more complained... they saw this as a de facto questioning of their loyalty.
Why did the government feel the need to do this? The answer which is generally given is that the professors were so valuable that if one of them defected to the Nazi cause, it stood to cause far more damage to the Allies than if an ordinary American did. On the face of it, this argument is sound. After all, if an American physics prof who was working on new, cutting-edge field weaponry for the United States government (or worse, the atomic bomb) had defected to the Nazis, that would have been extremely damaging to the Allied cause.
However, on further examination, this explanation simply doesn't hold water. It wasn't just the professors of chemistry, physics, engineering, and other fields which were of critical importance to the Allied war machine who were encouraged to sign. It was all faculty, including instructors in fields of expertise which would have had no military use whatsoever (home economics, art, etc.) From this, it is apparent that the notion of the professors being more valuable to the war was largely an excuse. (Granted, it was an ego-affirming excuse for the academic community, but an excuse just the same.) Were intelligentsia truly more apt to feel insufficient loyalty to their nation, then? Apparently, that had been the assumption, but on what grounds?
This question, like so many others, continued to simmer on the back burners of my mind in years to come.
On a fateful day in September 2001, I learned the answer. I'll never forget the reaction of most of the professors and the other graduate students. Not just in the psychology department, but in other departments, as well. I'll never forget, not for as long as I live. :(
Strange, isn't it? If a couple dozen tribesmen are killed in some godforsaken banana republic that even a professional geographer can only find on a map best try out of three, this merits humanistic outrage, weeks of discussion, and exhaustively detailed dissections of history, global politics, and human nature.
When it's raining body parts in one of our nation's largest cities, it apparently merited little but snide remarks, a most appalling indifference, and self-righteous contempt directed toward anyone who was not warped enough to share that indifference. What point was there in speaking of all the psychological theory that you could see in action, in terms of how the country (particularly the working class) was banding together? What point was there in even trying to explain the feelings, the actions, or the evolutionary underpinnings of either to a group of people who not only could not make the same logical leaps, but who apparently had more affection for the peoples, cultures, and values of just about any country on the globe than they did for their own?
Then again, what else can you expect of irreparably damaged individuals who have dedicated their lives to taking what virtually any normal person instinctively understands, and putting it into a fine, coldly intellectualized language they can accept?
Well, sort of accept.
That is, when they bother to notice, and when they aren't too busy feeling alienated because they're not even making an effort to get along with the larger society?
Or ranting, because the larger society understandably tends to return the favor? :P
I was fortunate enough to not lose family members in the attack, but I lost something else. I lost all of what little remaining faith I had, in both "experts" and in the academic community as a whole.
Yes, there is evidence to suggest that we were the ones who trained Osama bin Laden, years before 9/11. Yes, our country has a long and colorful history of ill-conceived foreign policy in the Middle East. These things are certainly true.
It's also quite true that we've been the lapdog of a foreign theocracy ever since it was founded (Israel), and that little factoid certainly doesn't gain us any points with most of the Middle East, either. Of course, who would dare to even mention that, in the hallowed halls of academia? :P
In any case, knowing these things will not miraculously reconstruct buildings from rubble, or raise the dead. It will not restore even one person to life, nor will it heal even one person who was burnt beyond recognition. It will not comfort one grieving widow, provide needed blood to even one injured person, or ease the burden of even one bereaved family. And I watched, as working-class people -- who had a much deeper understanding of the issue -- line up all over the nation, to give blood. I watched them grieve, because they cared about not "the US", but us... We, the People. They had genuine feelings for their lost, injured, and grief-striken countrymen. I watched them demand Osama's head on a pike for this outrage, and shared their feelings in full measure.
What about the remainder of academia? Very, very few responded at all appropriately to the attack. Most of them just sat on their collective hands, while clucking their tongues and rolling their eyes disapprovingly at the rest of the country.
It was then that I understood the loyalty oath of WWII, and moreover, why it had been felt to be necessary. Disjointed, disconnected, and disaffected, with very little natural loyalty or fellow-feeling, and a profoundly disturbing lack of understanding of their fellow human beings. You speak of bankruptcy? This was intellectual and moral bankruptcy... even a complete bankruptcy of their basic humanity. Just ... just an ineffectual, inadequate, and hopelessly confused mass, frantically trying to substitute books for knowledge, empty words for learning, and blind, unthinking conformity to their particular subculture with superiority. My wordsmithing cannot even come close to describing the depth of my horror.
Where is bin Laden now? Damned if we know. He could be strolling down a tropical beach somewhere with a leggy blonde on each arm, and laughing at us all. We still wouldn't know. Why are we even in Iraq, when Iraq had absolutely nothing to do with it? With that completely illogical action, I fear we have missed our chance at bin Laden, a chance that might well never come again. :(