So I was sitting at the table this morning, overlooking the
ponds and the forest, when I was struck by the stark Roman insignia gracing the
top of a dead poplar tree. While we’ve
become accustomed to the Americanized view of Roman standards resplendent with
eagles (in our version, drawn by Secretary of Congress Charles Thomson in 1782,
clutching arrows as if talons aren’t intimidating enough), we overlook the
historical basis for the standard – the vulture. Even Thomson’s “eagle” holds his wings as a
vulture to match the vulture of the founding of Rome. Mythology states that the selection of the
site for the city of Rome was informed by the auspicious omen seen by Romulus –
12 vultures – as opposed to Remus’ 6.
More vultures = better omen!
“Why have we celebrated the majestic bald eagle rather than
the prolific vulture,” I thought as I grabbed my camera to snap a few pictures
in the barefoot-warm December rain?
The family of birds - Accipitridae - to which both vultures
and eagles belong is distinguished with its capacity to soar on the thermals
and rip flesh and sinew on the earth.
And while the thrill of the eagle’s hunt is more glamorous than the rotting
carrion of road-kill on a lazy summer afternoon, were we given a choice, a
world without vultures would be a lot more stinky and less livable – just saying!
Now, fasten your seatbelt as we
take another whirlwind turn in our ornithological time machine. And trust me, it’s worth the ride. For millennia, empires and their egomaniacal leaders
have sought to instill admiration and fear in all others by selecting predatory
animals as their insignia. Xerxes and
the Achaemenid Empire had their fighting stags and vulture-winged
lions. The Sumerians put vulture wings
on the backs of lions – an image that has survived to the present as an iconic
symbol of power. The Greeks put vulture
wings on Hermes and his shoes (as if wings on your back need a bit more turbo
charging). And as far back as 3,000 BCE,
Egypt’s goddess Nekhbet was depicted as a vulture symbolizing
purification. Reminiscent of the
Cherokee who referred to the vulture as the ‘eagle of peace’ as it kills
nothing but purifies the land, humanity’s appreciation of the vulture has been
forgotten at a considerable price.
Thanklessly cleaning up messes. Capable of soaring. Purifying the land. You can learn a lot from a vulture!
In 1935, Franklin D. Roosevelt signed into law the Social
Security Act. This “Old-Age, Survivors,
and Disability Insurance” program is to the U.S. what Pericles’ Athenian
Constitution was to Ancient Greece. FDR
forgot to study Pericles when he advocated for the Act or he would have
recognized the inherent flaw in “making gifts to the people their own property.” Falsely labeled “entitlement programs”, the
social security system then as now is a great political ruse – a vulture in
eagle’s feathers. And with the coming
charade in Washington D.C. early in 2014, we’re going to be treated to another
episode of “Debt Ceiling IV: Attack of Tea-drinking Zombies”. Let’s be clear, the word “ceiling” – implying
upper limit – is a misnomer. The Federal
Government has no real “limit” on how much indebtedness it can take on. It does, however, have a limit on how much
debt it can service. It makes theater of
the former and entirely ignores the latter.
It is, after all, the latter that is most paradoxical. What we’re doing when we raise the “debt
ceiling” is authorizing issuance of debt to pay for debt – a necessity directly
caused by an economy that does not collect enough revenue to support its
obligations. Inspired by the flamboyant
eagle, it loves the thrill of the hunt but is ignoring the growing heaps of
plague-infested carrion – carrion too numerous for the available vultures.
Artificially low interest rates have been great to keep the
Federal debt service from further exacerbating the debt crisis (thus described
as we have borrowed more than our economy can reasonably service through
productivity-linked revenue). But the
Federal Open Market Committee’s policy is to our economy what
Dichloro-Diphenyl-Trichloroethane was to eagles. In solving the short-term pestilence problem,
the capacity for future productivity in progeny is forced into certain
extinction. Because, even though low
rates today mean you can borrow more cheaply now, it means that your investment
in debt is not earning enough to cover the expected returns required for the ‘benefit’
your investment was supposed to generate.
When Paul Hermann Muller’s Nobel Prize winning WWII mosquito-killing ‘invention’
was unleashed on the world, DDT became the panacea for crop infestation and
mosquito control. Neither he nor its
proponents knew that the effect of DDT on the aqueous food chain would lead to
the extermination of countless desirable life forms including our national
emblem – the bald eagle. Rachel Carlson’s
1962 book Silent Spring suggested DDT’s
still unknown effects on human health including the possibility that profligate
use of DDT may have vastly expanded cancers in the fumigated populations it was
promoted to serve.
Out of the $16 trillion in notional debt we owe, more than
60% is owed to ourselves. According to
the GAO and the U.S. Department of the Treasury, nearly $5 trillion of debt
represents ‘investments’ made by trust funds like Social Security and
Medicare. Another few trillion is owned
by the Federal Reserve. And then any one
of us who participates in a planned retirement program ‘invests’ heavily in
these ‘assets’. When ‘debt ceiling’
tirades are unleashed in Washington, the public is being duped. On the right, we’re told that we should decrease
revenue while on the left we’re told that we should care for the 99%. The fact is that neither left nor right is
facing the facts: we don’t have an economy to pay for promises we made in 1935
and we don’t have a society that soars together. With interest rates maintained at record low
rates, we have ALREADY defaulted on the Social Security, Medicare and Pension
promise we’ve made. This is a problem
that cannot be fixed using the current paradigm. Pumping more public expectations into a
system that is hopelessly broken and broke just increases the scale of
calamity. As a matter of policy, the
yield on our investments is so low that we have forced the future into a lower
standard of living, less liquidity, and a greater inability to pay for the
life-styles to which many have become accustomed. And while this is not necessarily a negative on
the global stage, the broken promises and the irrational responses that they
engender are avoidable only if the public is informed today.
In 1966, the Endangered Species Preservation Act put in
process the protection of the Bald Eagle so that we wouldn’t exterminate our national
emblem and with it a piece of our identity.
Six years later, the use of DDT was banned. Our industrial ‘progress’ took the estimated
100,000 nesting pairs of bald eagles in 1782 down to 487 in 1963 only to have
it celebrated in its rebound to just under 10,000 today. We’re 1/10 the greatness we were when we
started killing our national emblem, metaphorically.
Nearly 30% of America presently relies on an endangered
entitlement with over 51% ultimately counting on it for a significant portion
of their ultimate livelihood. We know
today that the DDT-effect of our monetary policy is softening the nest eggs of
this population to the point that they will not hatch when needed thereby
harming our economy as a whole. We have
chosen the individuated eagle metaphor at the expense of the security provided
by the rookery of the vulture where the young are protected, the old are fed,
and the generations share responsibility at the community level for their
collective well-being.
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Hi Dave
ReplyDeleteit's surely appropriate even in adulthood to have a wish list this time of year.
So,just a wee gentle reminder-did you ever manage a discussion around tax as mentioned in last years interview with Mr Maugans
I'll keep an eye out
All the best
No - but I'd be happy to do so
DeleteHey Dave,
ReplyDeleteI live in New Holland, Pa and work in Leola
I had to drive home for lunch one afternoon and was able to catch sight of this incredible bird riding the thermals up close. I was in awe of the wing span and graceful movement. As I drew closer I saw it was after a decent sized dead rodent in the middle of the street. Just as
I was passing over the bird landed on a speed sign not 2 feet from my view. I felt even more awe.
Seven minutes later coming back that way I was fortunate to see it retrieve the prize and with a few fits and starts across the church lawn it was finally able to take flight.
That was the coolest lunch in all of 2013.
Thanks for being you
Dave
Sincerely
Laura