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Change & Habit III: If Not by Force, Then How?

nadim July 7th, 2009

toynbeeIn his book Change and Habit: The Challenge of Our Times, one of the 20th century’s most respected historians, Arnold J. Toynbee, puts his in-depth knowledge of human history and his concerns for its future into focus. He suggests that to avoid self-destruction and move towards unification, humanity must make a radical break from deeply ingrained habits built up over many generations. In his quest to pinpoint these habits, Toynbee examines the would-be world states and would-be world religions that have appeared in human history, considers the impact they have had on our collective identity and then suggests the factors that, once realized, would bring us closer to the dream of a united world. In cross-referencing Toynbee’s findings with the Baha’i writings, we discover a striking harmony between lessons learnt from history and Baha’i guidelines on lasting peace.

3. Federalism as the way forward?

Given Toynbee’s assertion that world governance cannot be imposed by force if it is to succeed, do cases exist where voluntary union between member states has taken place and actually proven a success? Is there a positive model we can refer to and use as a point of reference? Well, peering back into the 1700s we find one such case, where a divided and oft-times hostile community was united under one system:

The stirring of a new national consciousness, and the birth of a new type of civilization, infinitely richer and nobler than any which its component parts could have severally hoped to achieve, may be said to have proclaimed the coming of age of the American people.

By agreeing to the federal system of governance, the member states of the United States of America ensured their own survival while simultaneously yielding to the promise of an “infinitely richer and nobler” civilization than they could alone achieve. Given their evident success against what seemed like impossible odds, there is quite clearly something related to the principle of federalism that holds promise for a global implementation of this model. Abdu’l-Baha, perceiving this potential, went so far as to encourage a high-ranking official in the U.S. government who had questioned Him as to the best manner in which he could promote the interests of his government and people:

You can best serve your country… if you strive, in your capacity as a citizen of the world, to assist in the eventual application of the principle of federalism underlying the government of your own country to the relationships now existing between the peoples and nations of the world.

Beyond the need for world leaders to rise to unprecedented heights of political maturity and high-mindedness in order to set up global federal structures, Toynbee mentions two mental barriers at the level of each individual that often impede progress towards the sense of world-citizenship spoken of by Abdu’l-Baha.

The first is to do with feelings of psychological discomfort. According to this theory from evolutionary psychology, there is a limit to the number of stable social relationships that we can maintain. This number varies widely depending on a variety of factors, but the upper limit (known as Dunbar’s Number) is about 150 relationships. Granted this number is open to debate with the emergence of online social networking, yet the fact remains that since the neolithic age we have been hard-wired to maintain strong relationships with no more than our family and a handful of close friends. And even though the sizes of our societal units have long since grown beyond our capacity to “connect” with everyone, there remains, according to some psychologists, an inherent fear of feeling dwarfed by the system.

In the end this fear is unfounded, states Toynbee. The price of feeling an extra bit of psychological discomfort for belonging to a slightly larger system is negligible when compared to the guarantee of a more prosperous future for all.

The second barrier which Toynbee mentions, and which is addressed directly by the Baha’i teachings, are physiological factors: cultural differences, racial prejudices, feelings of class superiority (in fact, all forms of blind imitation). In other words, emotions that run counter to the principle of the oneness of the human race — a truth with all the sciences affirm but which, as individuals, we have struggled to embrace. Baha’u'llah, Whose mission was to propel mankind towards the promised age of universal brotherhood, transcendent of man-made limitations, has stated in The Hidden Words:

68. O CHILDREN OF MEN!

Know ye not why We created you all from the same dust? That no one should exalt himself over the other. Ponder at all times in your hearts how ye were created. Since We have created you all from one same substance it is incumbent on you to be even as one soul, to walk with the same feet, eat with the same mouth and dwell in the same land, that from your inmost being, by your deeds and actions, the signs of oneness and the essence of detachment may be made manifest. Such is My counsel to you, O concourse of light! Heed ye this counsel that ye may obtain the fruit of holiness from the tree of wondrous glory.

By consciously acting this lesson out and encouraging others to do the same, we put God’s most recent counsel into practice in our daily lives. We learn to consider all as equals, brothers and sisters of a single human race, and in a very practical sense bring to life the concept of world citizenship. We find also that the pyschological and physiological barriers mentioned by Toynbee are far from insurmountable. And it follows that by our actions we are opening doors to more perfect systems of governance, such as world federalism, which will be greatly superior to the outdated models in our midst.

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“Passport, please!”, Thoughts of a (Third) World-Citizen

nadim October 31st, 2008

Recently, I’ve made friends with a vending machine.

The story goes something like this. Over the past few years I’ve done a fair deal of travelling back and forth. And there is one airport, in particular, that I’ve had to pass through often.

The typical routine is a pre-dawn landing (because as we all know airlines love to schedule flights at the worst hours — the joke must be on us), followed by a brisk walk down to the immigration line. As I try to get the blood flowing to the legs again and shake the drowsiness from my head, my thoughts turn towards the comfort of a warm bed. Mmmmm, wouldn’t that be amazing right now? My strides lengthen, as I figure that the quicker I walk, the quicker I’ll be out of here. Then, as I round the corner, the sign comes into view and shakes me from my stupor. “Foreign Passports“. The line I have to stand in. My progress is halted. Sneaking a uneasy peak over at the immigration officer, I try to figure out what to expect — she looks part impatient, part bored, and part annoyed that she ended up doing the dreaded graveyard shift. Eventually it’s my turn and I “step up to the plate”.

“Good morning!” I say, trying my best to sound alive, hoping to demonstrate through my cheery demeanour that the officer has absolutely nothing to worry about. The reply is a somewhat disinterested yawn, as she slides my passport towards her. And then, as if by magic, the facial expression changes… not in a dramatic way but quite noticeably nonetheless. As she thumbs her way page-by-page through my passport, I catch a glimpse of what’s going on in her mind… “Wait…what’s going on here? In front of me stands a Middle-Eastern looking guy with a passport from a strange African country whose name I can’t pronounce. And he even speaks English. Something is clearly not right.”

The rest of the routine is pretty standard. She picks up the receiver and dials a number, mumbles some words to the person on the other end. “Someone is coming to speak to you,” she says. That’s my cue to turn around and wait for this individual to appear, following which we amble off to the small room, the room with the chairs, the TV… and the vending machine.

Sometimes I try to protest. “There is someone waiting for me and I’m going to be late,” I say, “Look at your computer – I come through here all the time.” It all falls on deaf ears. Well, at least I tried. I grab some Iced Tea from the vending machine (if I have enough coins that is), slump into the chair and wait for question time.

Time to Ponder

The lengthy pause before questioning gives me ample time to toss some thoughts around my head. It’s fair to say my feelings are mixed. I neither feel angry nor victimized, but at the same time something just doesn’t sit right. In a society where human safety is far from guaranteed, where just a few drops of liquid carried by a person with evil intentions can cause untold damage, it makes perfect sense to have precautionary measures in place. Certainly, most people who travel by air have that tiny (sometimes great) concern that their plane will be the next one that is “targeted”, and security measures do provide a certain peace-of-mind, for which I am grateful. There’s no debating that point.

However, it is the application of these measures, or rather the assumptions that are made in defining them, that are fast becoming outdated. How is it possible, I ask myself, that in the brief moment when someone is standing in front of the immigration officer, an accurate judgment call can be made about a person’s background/character/threat level?

How would this person know, for example, that when I was a child attending spiritual education classes, one of the first quotes I memorized was Baha’u'llah’s statement: “Ye are the fruits of one tree, and the leaves of one branch“, a quote that instills in one’s heart a love for the diversity, yet essential oneness of all people? A quote that says that this picture of society:
is nicer than this one: .

Of course, they would never know this, so instead the judgment call is based on superficial factors, like a name, facial hair (aka the 5 o’clock shadow) and some arbitrary lines drawn on a map. I should imagine that as time goes by this is going to become much harder to enforce; as we see an increase in the number of 1/2 Togolese, 1/2 Indonesians holding Brazilian passports, or 1/4 Serbian, 1/4 Pakistani, 1/2 Bolivians holding Irish passports, this discriminatory line of thinking is due for a major reassessment.

As racial and national lines become blurred, it stops making sense to continue using them as the standard for imposing travel restrictions. I mean, we may as well use the Happy Planet Index as our standard. Picture this scene…

Officer – “Sir, you need a visa to enter this country.”
Traveller – “How can that be? My passport says Norway, we have a powerful economy.”
Officer – “We only want happy people in our country and it says here your country is 115th on the index. You need to go back to your country and apply for a visa.”
Traveller – “But generally I’m quite a happy person.”
Officer – “Sorry sir. Those are the regulations.”
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Where do you come from?

negin March 11th, 2008

The question “Where do you come from?” might seem like an easy and straightforward one, a simple question looking for a simple answer. Being of Persian origin, but born and raised in Sweden — a country in which I look foreign — I’m faced with this question quite often. And it always manages to create a degree of hesitation within me. Looking at the world today, I’m sure that I’m not alone.

The question could be interpreted literally and answered accordingly, which in my case would be Sweden, as that is where I was born. This usually doesn’t satisfy the questioner though.

michellalee_wideweb__430x288.jpgOr I could “play along” and, in my case, say Iran but that isn’t totally the truth either, as I haven’t ever even been there.

What complicates the matter are the indirect implications of my answer. It’s usually not a matter of where I literally came from, but more a question of ethnic origins, and/or perhaps even cultural identity. What people are more interested in is knowing what I identify myself as, which is understandable. The problem occurs when people put me in a “file” depending on what I answer.

Regardless of the benefits or drawbacks of the present-day global economy, this way of thinking is out-of-date, and I know more and more (young?) people are liberating themselves from it. The days when most people strictly belonged to one nationality and one culture are history.

With people moving across borders and continents more and more, generations are arising where one has had the benefit of experiencing so many different cultures that it is impossible to identify with just one of them. Being a mix of several cultures — hopefully taking the best of each — and realizing that people across the world have more in common than the opposite, will make people see themselves less as belonging to a certain nationality, and more as world citizens.

This concept has been beautifully expressed in the Baha’i-writings, revealed almost 150 years ago:

That one indeed is a man who, today, dedicateth himself to the service of the entire human race. The Great Being saith: Blessed and happy is he that ariseth to promote the best interests of the peoples and kindreds of the earth. In another passage He hath proclaimed: It is not for him to pride himself who loveth his own country, but rather for him who loveth the whole world. The earth is but one country, and mankind its citizens.

(Baha’u'llah, Tablets of Baha’u'llah, p. 167)

I’m not so bothered by people asking me where I come from as it may seem. I just hope that I’m not sorted into a file of a “typical Persian” (whatever that is), but rather a person whose identity has been formed by the experiences I’ve been through, may it be Persian, Swedish or simply… a world citizen.

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