American idols — talking about "patriotism," war for oil, Ten Commandments, NY Yankees, groupthink & more
In The Book of Daniel (chapter 3), it reads:
King Nebuchadnezzar made an image of gold, sixty cubits high and six cubits wide, and set it up on the plain of Dura in the province of Babylon. He then summoned the satraps, prefects, governors, advisers, treasurers, judges, magistrates, and all the other provincial officials to come to the dedication of the image he had set up.
Then the herald loudly proclaimed, “Nations and peoples of every language, this is what you are commanded to do: As soon as you hear the sound of the horn, flute, zither, lyre, harp, pipe, and all kinds of music, you must fall down and worship the image of gold that King Nebuchadnezzar has set up.
Whoever does not fall down and worship will immediately be thrown into a blazing furnace.
Tragic, huh? Surely, only a freedom-hating, egomaniacal dictator would issue such an unenlightened decree — and only a deeply programmed/coerced populace would comply.
Right?
This got me thinking about the time, 20 years ago, when I went to a Yankee game at which they gave out free caps. “NY” on the front, of course, and a shiny patch on the back of the hat acknowledged the giveaway day sponsor: Hess.
The House that Ruth Built became a living, breathing ad for the oil industry — with giant screen instant replays brought to you by Dodge.
The seventh-inning stretch, as usual, required fans to stand in honor of the “men and women in uniform” who fight to “preserve our way of life.”
Fifty thousand folks obediently removed their free caps, watched a digitized flag wave on the big screen, and held the Hess patch over their compromised hearts while belting out “God Bless America” — collectively choosing to ignore the barrels of blood being spilled in Iraq and Afghanistan at that moment to keep the world safe for petroleum.
The Yankees won and many happy fans rushed out to drive home in their ubiquitous SUVs — adorned with the ubiquitous “support the troops” yellow ribbon sticker.
Surely I wasn't the only one contemplating this Neanderthal-level performance of conformity and “patriotism.” But just as surely, if I had articulated those feelings aloud, many of my fellow Yankee fans would have responded with overt hostility and threats of violence.
While I would not have been thrown into a blazing furnace, my point remains. We may scoff at the “primitives” who worship idols but… well, just take a good honest look around.
With the recent news about the Ten Commandments, here’s a quick reminder of #1:
P.S. Click here to find out how things went when King Nebuchadnezzar tried to enforce his ill-advised directive.
NOTE: This post is about something far deeper than militarism or sports.
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Thought provoking- as usual. Patriotism has always been a sticky concept for me, even as conformity with all church doctrine has been. There's this point when all Good Things and ideas which issue from God become colored by the presence of human ego and will, and then... we have oil worship or other misaligned behaviors. ( I have unfortunately known some pretty awful priests who thought the collar meant they deserved to be elevated above others. But I'm not trashing all ) It's also true that God is too often invoked to provide cover for bad ideas and behaviors. But. But! Good ideas - like a nation founded on the principles of religious freedom and personal responsibility/sovereignty- are worthy of being honored as emanating from God. The sacred is always in danger of being subsumed into the profane, but if we isolate our veneration of Christian principles and faith in cloisters and away from where even a flawed nation such as ours gathers for common celebration, how can we hope for the true blessings to spread? for us to share our Christianity by action and presence? I know it might sound la la - but when I see the flag and hear the anthem, I choose that moment to offer a prayer that we who are blessed to have been born here might - moment by moment - truly live those principles which Christ seems to have invited, and which those who were at this nation's founding chose to commit to text. For me, dismissing the exercise altogether seems like an abandonment of faith and maybe? a shirking of responsibility to embody my belief that knitting together one nation, under God, is a worthy project to undertake, day by day. When I think of the failures in practice, and the regular corruption of the ideals by ego-driven humans, I am always tempted toward the sin of hopelessness. But then I think: Christians aren't promised the easy road...
I'll stop before the rambling gets even more weedy-!
Amen!