Instead of Rejoicing at Osama bin Laden’s Death, Let’s Vanquish the Real Enemy

For my blog post today, I’m sharing a recent blog post I wrote for Care2.com, an online community for people passionate about creating a better world. Here’s an excerpt:

Vanquishing the enemy means looking below the surface evil to the ways in which rage, hatred, sociopathy and brainwashing occur, and attempting to find root causes and root solutions.

While it may feel satisfying, and deeply so for those who lost loved ones on September 11, Osama bin Laden’s death represents no solution to hatred and bigotry; minds easily influenced; actions determined more by situations and systems than by careful thought, reflection and analysis. These are the real and powerful roots of evil.

There is a way to confront our biggest enemy, and it lies with children….That way is through schooling that teaches critical and creative thinking and problem-solving and that fosters reverence, respect and a sense of responsibility.

It is, in fact, the only way to cultivate healthy roots so that each of us has the capacity to resist the effects of a destructive environment — whether that environment is political, cultural, economic or ecological — and then transform that environment into systems that are more just, sustainable and humane.

Read the complete post.

For a humane world,

Zoe Weil, President, Institute for Humane Education
Author of Most Good, Least Harm, Above All, Be Kind, and The Power and Promise of Humane Education
My TEDx talk: “The World Becomes What You Teach

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MOGO Bookshelf: The Help

I finished the bestseller, The Help, by Kathryn Stockett, this weekend and I recommend it wholeheartedly. A novel set in the early 1960s in Jackson, Mississippi, The Help tells the stories of black maids working for white families in the tempestuous shifts from segregation and Jim Crow to civil rights. It is riveting, heartbreaking, uplifting, redeeming, beautifully crafted, moving, elucidating and deeply satisfying as a novel. Read this book!

~ Zoe Weil
Author of Most Good, Least Harm


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The Defeat of Marriage Equality in Maine Isn’t MOGO

I woke up to very upsetting news. By a 53% to 47% margin, Maine voters repealed Maine’s new law, passed this year, that allows gays and lesbians to marry. I am so sad and embarrassed by my state. Many will be analyzing these results, pointing to the massive funding that the anti-marriage equality proponents poured into the campaign, discussing the misleading ads, assessing Maine’s demographics. But I want to look at this through the MOGO lens.

I have tried very hard to understand the perspective of those who oppose the right of gays and lesbians to marry, and the only way in which it makes sense to me is through a religious lens. If one believes that God condemns homosexuality then I suppose one would oppose gay marriage.

It’s funny that I should be posting this blog after several recent posts about faith and truth, including one about beliefs inhibiting critical thinking. This is a perfect (albeit, in my mind, tragic) example. If one’s belief in the Bible’s condemnation of homosexuality is the only reason for opposing gay marriage, then one is likely to shut down any further consideration of the question and not even wrestle with other ideas and viewpoints.

I recently updated my Facebook profile. Under religion I wrote: “The MOGO Principle.” Although many might argue (and I would agree) that MOGO isn’t a religious precept, for me doing the most good and the least harm to people, animals, the environment, and myself is the guiding principle of my life. It is a practice not unlike many spiritual practices, but instead of being based on faith, it is based on critical and creative thinking and acting with integrity.

When I look at the question of marriage equality through a MOGO lens, it seems clear that what does the most good and least harm is allowing equal rights for those who happen to love and be committed to someone of the same sex as they. By sanctioning these unions legally, gays and lesbians do not have to worry that they will be excluded from hospitals and decision-making when their partner is ill; that upon one of their deaths, the other will be ensured the protections that come from legal marriages; that their children will be one step closer to inclusion rather than potential shame about their parents; that prejudice against gays and lesbians – and the concomitant violence and cruelty that often accompanies that prejudice – will be closer to being, if not eradicated, less tolerated. I could go on and on. This would all have created more good. Sadly, repealing the marriage equality law perpetuates harm that has been endured by gays and lesbians and their families for generations.

One final thought. I hope that those who use the Bible as a source of truth will watch the film For the Bible Tells Me So, which challenges the idea that Christianity should oppose gay rights based on the Bible.

~ Zoe Weil
Author of Most Good, Least Harm and Above All, Be Kind

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Racism of the Blind

I’ve often wondered what racism looks like if you’re blind.  In societies in which the color of our skin is still a powerful force in the way we are perceived and treated — our privileges and opportunities as well as our obstacles and challenges — what would happen if we could not perceive color?  Would we still find ways to create “us and thems ”?  Would some other factor emerge that we would use to separate ourselves?  Sadly, I think the answer is yes, as we can witness in cultures in which skin, hair, and eye color are consistently the same, while religion, ethnicity or class takes the place of color in our hierarchy of acceptance or rejection, inclusion or trepidation.

We find a dozen ways to create thems, carrying our agendas, our fear, and our sense of rightness and righteousness into the wider world.   Those outside our circles — however we come to define them — become other, the enemy.  This summer at our residency training, one of our students shared this quote: “An enemy is someone whose story has not yet been heard.”

Can we listen, like those who are blind, instead of perceiving what we set out to see with our eyes?  The final line of my favorite e.e.cummings poem is this: “Now the ears of my ears awake; now the eyes of my eyes are open.” The eyes of our eyes perceive a greater truth than the narrow vision we’re taught to accept as real or important, and the ears of our ears allow us to hear our perceived enemy, so that she may become our friend.

~ Zoe

Zoe’s busy with Residency this week, so this is a repost, originally posted 9/4/08.

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Racism of the Blind

I’ve often wondered what racism looks like if you’re blind.  In societies in which the color of our skin is still a powerful force in the way we are perceived and treated — our privileges and opportunities as well as our obstacles and challenges — what would happen if we could not perceive color?  Would we still find ways to create “us and thems ”?  Would some other factor emerge that we would use to separate ourselves?  Sadly, I think the answer is yes, as we can witness in cultures in which skin, hair, and eye color are consistently the same, while religion, ethnicity or class takes the place of color in our hierarchy of acceptance or rejection, inclusion or trepidation.

We find a dozen ways to create thems, carrying our agendas, our fear, and our sense of rightness and righteousness into the wider world.  Just as “Joanne” is “other” to the group of residency students, those outside our circles — however we come to define them — become other, the enemy.  This summer at our residency training, one of our students shared this quote: “An enemy is someone whose story has not yet been heard.”

Can we listen, like those who are blind, instead of perceiving what we set out to see with our eyes?  The final line of my favorite e.e.cummings poem is this: “Now the ears of my ears awake; now the eyes of my eyes are open.” The eyes of our eyes perceive a greater truth than the narrow vision we’re taught to accept as real or important, and the ears of our ears allow us to hear our perceived enemy, so that she may become our friend.

~ Zoe

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