To put numbers in context:Estimated deaths in the plane attacks on 11 Sept: 6000
Pedestrians and cyclists deaths, United States 1999 = 5656
Each year over 9,300 pedestrians and cyclists die on EU roads.Our thoughts go to all innocent victims of terrorism.
We perceive death in very different ways depending on context (and spin)... Our ability to ignore routinized deaths (of peds on our roads for example) yet go into a frenzy of national mourning over a comparable number of deaths from a terrorist attack, imho has many roots. It's not just a complete disregard of some lives and a valuation of others; I don't think we believe that people who work in office buildings are somehow better than people who are taking a walk.
Many other emotional factors are involved. Even if Bush were were a pedestrian he would not rattle his sabre as loudly at careless drivers as he now does at "foreign terrorists". Some deaths speak more loudly than others, for various reasons.
The WTC deaths occurred all at once, in a blaze of smoke and flames, with massive property damage, quickly and catastrophically. Pedestrians killed by cars die one by one, usually without a lot of fanfare, with little damage to the car that hits them; some linger on a while and die later of complications or multiple injuries. No fireballs, no Hollywood-style disaster footage.
"Pedestrian Hit By Car" is not a rating-grabber news story, so we don't see heavy media coverage of this death toll. The Sep 11th hits have been covered 24x7 by all US networks and many foreign ones as well. The footage of the destruction has been played over and over again, as have the harrowing interviews with the relatives and friends grieving or panicking on the streets.
We know that our roads are dangerous and we "expect" pedestrians and
cyclists to be hit by cars. This is why we invent road "safety" campaigns
that focus on warning pedestrians to stay away from cars. When pedestrians
are hit by cars, it is expected, not surprising. No one expected that
the ancient strategy of fireship deployment would be revived using
hijacked passenger aircraft during broad daylight, or that mighty skyscrapers
could be brought down in ruins by such simple means. The stunning
effectiveness of the WTC hit was a complete surprise. Though some
geopolitical watchers (professional and amateur) have thought for years
that something "like this" would eventually happen, the actual execution
was a mindboggling surprise. However, the extreme surprise and bewilderment
of the American public is itself a symptom of naivete and ignorance;
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Terrorism picks its victims at random; on the surface, no one can make decisions,
be "the right kind of person", not be the person that this sort of thing
happens to. But people who own cars always have the choice not to do something
"dangerous" like walking. Death as a pedestrian is avoidable by not being
one; death by terrorist is like lightning out of a clear blue sky.
We tend not to consider that governments could avoid a significant
percentage of terrorist attacks by amending the conditions which lead
to them: expropriation, suppression, the legacies of colonialism,
etc.
Mass murder is even scarier than individual murder. Large numbers of deaths
caused by a small number of people are more frightening than 5000 murders committed
by 5000 different people (unless, of course, an entire subculture becomes
murderous, as when the Hutu turned on their friends and neighbours the Tutsi;
more on that later). State Department is making a good PR call in immediately
trying to pin suspicion on a man with a bad reputation and a known face
(bin Laden); like Jack the Ripper, he is a visible, concrete villain ready
made to increase the "story value" of these deaths. Deaths by automobile
are always interpreted as accidents, not murders; in very few cases are
they in fact deliberate, forethoughtful murder, and my own refusal to
accept the term "accident" is because of social, political responsibility
rather than because I think each individual motorist literally intended
the fatal result.
Because the WTC deaths occur in the context of global conflict and are
widely believed to be the work of hostile foreign nationals, the emphasis
is on the victims as Americans; therefore, for Americans, the victims
are "Us", our own, our kin. We feel their deaths more vividly than we feel
the deaths of British civilians killed by IRA bomb attacks, Spanish police
killed by ETA snipers, or casualties on either side of the never-ending
war of terror between the Israelis and the Palestinians.
These are American deaths and they are "ours".
These deaths are a message. No dead fish is needed, we know what it means.
Someone hates the US very, very much and is prepared to treat their own
operatives as expendable, as well as any random number of our "family",
to send that message to us. The style of terrorist warfare is the
traditional Mafia style (in fact, modern warfare borrows more
from gangland and Mafia tradition than from the "legit" tradition of
wars of chivalry in Europe, but that's a big subject and let's not go there
right now). The death of a pedestrian conveys a message only if you
are already alerted to a political struggle over the control of public
space, to the automobile as a symbol of power, and to a class or caste
distinction being made between the motorized and non-motorized. To the
average person, the death of a pedestrian by automobile sends no message
at all; it is "an accident", it "just happens."
All these reasons, some "good reasons" and some perhaps a bit shameful,
contribute to our indulging in an orgy of national grief over 6000 deaths
when we have no difficulty at all ignoring a much higher death toll (40 to
50 thousand), year in and year out, on our highways.
--Scott Peterson, on the unwritten rules for war correspondents
Leaving behind the contentious question of our own
past culpability,
the problem of immediacy affects us even when the numbers
are much larger. The tragedies of Afghanistan and Iraq, horrendous as
they are, are dwarfed by the sheer scale of suffering and death in the
last couple of decades in Africa.
Nationally we are doing a lot more emoting, feeling a lot more
rage and grief, over our 6000 dead US citizens than we have over --
say -- the 20 million Africans who have died from AIDS in the
last decade (2.4 million in 1999 alone) -- or the approximately
2 million people who have died in Congo during armed conflict
following the 1997 incursion of Hutu from Rwanda.
Nor, earlier, did we demonstrate in the streets, light candles,
howl for revenge, see our elected leaders weep in public, or hold
a national day of mourning for the 800,000 Tutsi whom the Hutu massacred
in just one year (1994) in Rwanda. At the time, US State
Department looked the other way
and found every excuse in the book for not getting involved -- the fiasco of
Mogadishu was fresh in our minds at the time and Clinton was worried
about re-election. (The government of France, to its eternal discredit,
continued supplying arms and materiel to the Hutu government long after
the genocide in Rwanda was verified by the international press.)
Yet these awesome tragedies -- human suffering and social destruction
on a scale we can hardly imagine -- are dismissed airily today as our
press and pundits describe the WTC incident as the worst thing that
has ever happened, the most dreadful act of terrorism, the most
terrifying thing, the thing that will change the world forever, the
most traumatic thing we can imagine.
It changed Africa forever when ordinary Hutu people, maddened by a
well-orchestrated campaign of propaganda by their own government,
turned on their neighbours with improvised weapons and started
a slaughter which, for sheer efficiency, outdid any previous
genocide in history. The daily body count varied between 11
and 30 thousand, day after day, month after month, until there
were very few Tutsi left to kill. The world was indeed never
the same (for Rwandans, for neighbouring Zaire, for all of
Africa, for the UN peacekeepers who were withdrawn when they
wanted to say, for the journalists who dared to go and see the
unspeakable happening in daylight). But it didn't change the
world for Americans, so we didn't really notice. We knew there
was "some trouble in Africa as usual". [Recommended reading,
Me Against My Brother (Peterson), Humanity: A Moral
History of the Twentieth Century (Glover)]
So never mind the 5500 pedestrians we write off every year -- we
responded with less passion and anger even to (literally)
millions of deaths overseas than to a "paltry" few thousand here
at home.
It's not that we don't know how to add. It's not even that
it's "none of our business" -- that things at home matter,
things abroad don't. To some events overseas we respond
passionately even when it is none of our business; others we
ignore. But none of them have the same impact as tragedy at
home; it's just human nature.
When we hear these irritating statements being made about "the
most terrible thing that ever happened," "the worst act of
terrorism the world has seen," "an event that will change our
world forever" and so on, I think we have to discount a little
of the callousness and ignorance that people seem to be displaying.
I don't think most people are really, literally
saying that they think 6000 Americans are more worth weeping
over than 20 million Africans, or that this event has changed the world
more than AIDS, or that we have now suffered more than Bosnians
or Somalis or Indonesians or any other people who have come
under surprise attack. Or even that killing people on our
roads every day is just fine. I think they're just saying they
are deeply shocked, and these wild exaggerations are an
expression of shock.
The appalling body counts in Africa escaped our collective
grief for various reasons listed above. We are used to
disaster in Africa, so we expect bad news from there. The
death rates (except for the Rwandan genocide) are steady
and almost unvarying. The stories are complicated, with
few individuals whose names we can remember (or pronounce),
and often no self-evident Good Guys and Bad Guys. The
place is very distant, the people very foreign; they
speak strange languages and look very different from
ourselves, and on top of all that they are poorer than
we are. They fail many of the criteria for easy and
immediate compassion and grief.
Their deaths also seem remote from us morally. Students
of geopolitics, world banking, the history of colonialism,
and so forth, will protest that they are intimately connected
to the US and Europe -- but the average person in the street
doesn't feel that way about it. Even if we know in some
corner of our souls that starvation and disease in the
Third World are somehow connected to our own history, to
colonialism, to contemporary commercial, trade, and
military arrangements that keep us on top of the food chain,
the connection is tenuous in our own minds -- we are
not personally standing over starving people within arm's
reach, tormenting them with our super-size burgers and
fries.
They, however, may feel as if we are doing just that.
America, thanks to
its financial and media domination, is far more immediate and
present in every other country on earth than those countries
are immediate and present to us. The world watches American TV --
we don't watch their TV. The world watches American movies and
wears American T-shirts; only a tiny fraction of Americans
watch foreign movies or wear foreign clothing; and there are
many here who consider those few to be "suspect" or "weird."
People in other countries are not quite real to most
Americans. As our corporate culture reaches further and
further, more and more Americans even when they travel never
really experience a foreign place. Many tourists never stray
from the resort hotels and carefully controlled packaged tours
for which they pay top dollar, and their chances of finding a
Mickey D, a Starbucks, a Gap in the midst of any "foreign"
city are increasing daily. Even when we travel to other
places, we evade or reject their foreignness, instead packaging
the experience as product.
But having a couple of planes crash into showpiece skyscrapers
in our own country, on our own turf, in one of our proudest and
most vigorous cities, is not distant, it's not vague, it's not
remote -- it's in-yo-face. It's real. And it deeply disturbs
our sense of comfortable isolation from the more unpleasant
realities of modern life. For most working- and middle-class
Americans, this kind of trouble (bombs going off, buildings
burning, large number of people suddenly dying) are things
that happen on television, while we sit on the couch with a
cold drink and a snack and watch with only limited attention
the few seconds of coverage that our networks devote to
overseas disasters.
Americans, because of our short national history (much of it
spent in isolationism) lack of strong and aggressive territorial
neighbours, and of course our national wealth (of both natural
resources and capital), have a tremendous sense of invulnerability:
from "fortress US" we can do what we like around the world, with no
fear of reprisal. Seems like it is this sense of geographical and
geopolitical might and immunity that creates such diplomatic aberrations
as Bush's unilateralism and contempt for established treaties; the
US's arrogant attitude to the UN and to international law; etc.
Noam Chomsky once called the US the world's largest rogue state
(Chomsky article).
It also probably accounts for the indifference of the US media
to most news from other countries. We tend to ignore things
that are no threat to us -- just like drivers "don't see"
cyclists. If it can't hurt us we don't see it.
So there is a deep shock to the collective national
consciousness any time this sense of complete invulnerability
is compromised. It was compromised at Pearl Harbor, and the
fear/rage response was draconian: aside from active combat
casualties, the Japanese lost about 130,000 civilian residents
at Hiroshima and another 60 to 70 thousand at Nagasaki. Fewer
than 2,500 Americans died in the unexpected attack on Pearl
Harbor; if we consider the nuclear strikes on Japan as a
deterrent and retaliation for the Pearl Harbor attack that so
enraged the US, then the "payback" was in the ballpark of 100
to 1, reflecting an algebra similar to that observed by
war correspondents.
The other notable response was of course the internment of
thousands of innocent Japanese-Americans, many of whom
considered themselves Americans, were loyal to America, and
whose faith in American justice and democracy was deeply shaken
as a result. These overreactions are typical of anyone who
has suddenly been thrown into fear and panic from a state of
unconcern and unawareness of risk: America reacted just as
any average, irrational human being would react -- but with
megatonnage of nuclear explosives, and with the force of
a wartime police state, rather that with fists, feet, or
a handy brick.
Americans are panicking again, right now, because of that same
feeling of loss of safety -- it isn't so much the actual body count,
though no one can deny that 6,000 deaths is a fairly large toll
for a one-hour disaster, larger than the losses inflicted by
most earthquakes, tornadoes, floods, etc. America's nuclear
weapons program, ironically, made us feel "safe" again after
Pearl Harbor. We felt safe because we had the power to
destroy life on earth: a peculiar definition of safety.
Nevertheless, the strategy of "being the meanest SOB in the
Valley" has comforted and sustained us for fifty years.
Americans (of the middle class, the respectable working class,
and the upper and pundit classes at least) have believed for
four generations that as long as they can avoid civil war,
there will not be armed conflict on American soil: that "no
matter what happens" they and their children will be safe.
It is inconceivable that America could be invaded or defeated
by conventional military assault.
You might say that America thinks like a SUV driver: the
reality of our lives is to be as armoured, as protected, as
"safe" as possible -- thus, we can run over anything in our
path with impunity. So when a hooligan smashes the window of
our SUV and shoots a passenger, it's very shocking; we suddenly
feel so afraid, so vulnerable, because of the loss of our
relative or imagined security. People who live in
respectable neighbourhoods and experience a break-in, robbery,
armed assault, experience the same crushing sense of betrayal
and despair -- the home they thought was safe turned out not to
be safe. The surprise, shock, and sense of betrayal may be
far more devastating than any actual financial or sentimental
loss from the stolen property, or physical injuries received
in the assault.
My $.02 is that the SUV mentality works no better for
ensuring global security than it does for ensuring "road
safety". Arrogance and insulation breed dangerous behaviour;
a sense of absolute personal safety encourages risky driving.
True safety for everyone, real security, depends on real
community: we are safe among our neighbours only if we
have mutual trust, mutual regard, and mutual concern for
our mutual reputations. America has for too long not cared
a fig what anyone else thought of us; we have, instead,
told the world what it must think of us, and what it must
think about itself (it must think what we think, obviously,
since we are always right).
So my answer to Andrea would be that for all these reasons, it
is difficult for Americans to "see" the 5500 dead pedestrians killed
by cars, scattered all over a huge nation; and all too easy for
us to see, obsessively, nothing but the 6000+ victims of
the WTC hit.
The well-known algebra for headlines: One dead American is equal to a
handful of dead Europeans. Hundreds of Asians might die to rate the
same treatment. And bottom of the list, shamefully, are the thousands of
Africans who must die before their tragedy will measure up at all.
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