Jeremy Rifkin

The Empathic Civilisation

I read the book The Empathic Civilization by Jeremy Rifkin about a year ago and found his arguments compelling. Rifkin explores the evolution of empathy and how it has changed our society over time. He argues that despite all those who have exclaimed that humans are hardwired for aggression, violence, war and narcissism; human beings are actually more biologically hardwired to have empathy towards others and that based upon our past expansion of empathy (from tribes to nations and other groups) there should be no stopping us from expanding that empathic connection to include all of humanity, other life forms and the biosphere.

I have just found this beautiful little video that covers his argument in an easy to understand, concise form. I think it’s a great message that we can hopefully use to begin to connect humanity in new ways. I hope you will enjoy it!

Enemies Brought together in war.

I’ve just been loaned a new book by a close friend that I’m very excited to read: Jeremy Rifkin’s The Empathic Civilization. Is Hobbes’ assertion that life is nasty, brutish and short a reality of the human condition; Or is human civilization actually based upon the compassion and empathy that humans share with each other? Rifkin delves into the lighter side of humanity, claiming that human beings have a genetic predisposition to seek empathic affiliation and companionship with other creatures and that the selfishness and aggression are exceptions rather than the rule of the human condition.

The opening was such an uplifting story of the solidarity of humanity, I just had to share. It shows that even in war, enemies can be brought together.

“The evening of December 24, 1914. The first world war in history was entering into its fifth month. Millions of soldiers were bedded down in makeshift trenches latticed across the European countryside. In many places the opposing armies were dug in within thirty to fifty yards of each other and within shouting distance. The conditions were hellish. The bitter-cold winter air chilled to the bone. The trenches were waterlogged. Soldiers shared their quarters with rats and vermin. Lacking adequate latrines, the stench of human excrement was everywhere. The men slept upright to avoid the much and sludge of their makeshift arrangements. Dead soldiers littered the no-man’s land between opposing forces, the bodies left to rot and decompose within yards of their still-living comrades who were able to collect them for burial.
As dusk fell over the battlefields, something extraordinary happened. The Germans began lighting candles on the thousands of small Christmas trees that had been sent to the front to lend some comfort to the men. The German soldiers then began to sing Christmas carols– first “Silent Night,” then a stream of other songs followed. The English soldiers were stunned. One soldier, gazing in disbelief at the enemy lines, said the blazed trenches looked “like the footlights of a theater.” The English soldiers responded with applause, at first tentatively, then with exuberance. They began to sing Christmas carols back to their German foes to equally robust applause.
A few men from both sides crawled out of their trenches and began to walk across the no-man’s land toward each other. Soon hundreds followed. As word spread across the front, thousands of men poured out of their trenches. They shook hands, exchanged cigarettes and cakes and showed photos of their families. They talked about where they hailed from, reminisced about Christmas past, and joked about the absurdity of war.
The next morning, as the Christmas sun rose over the battlefield of Europe, tens of thousands of men– some estimates put the number as high as 100,000 soldiers– talked quietly with one another. Enemies just twenty-four hours earlier, they found themselves helping each other bury their dead comrades. More than a few pickup soccer matches were reported. Even officers at the front participated, although when the news filtered back to the high command in the rear, the generals took a less than enthusiastic view of the affair. Worried that the truce might undermine military morale, the generals quickly took measures to rein in their troops.
The surreal “Christmas truce” ended as abruptly as it began– all in all, a small blip in a war that would end in November 1918 with 8.5 million military deaths in the greatest episode of human carnage in the annals of history until that time. For a few short hours, no more than a day, tens of thousands of human beings broke ranks, not only from their commands but from their allegiances to country, to show their common humanity. Thrown together to maim and kill, they courageously stepped outside of their institutional duties to commiserate with one another and to celebrate each other’s lives.”

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