Firefighters killed by the Blender
The deaths of nine firefighters in Charleston, South Carolina -- the largest number of firefighters killed at once since Sept. 11, 2001 -- is a tragedy. I can only imagine what their loved ones are going through. I had an uncle (my father's brother) who was cut down at age 35 while he was working as a paramedic; he left behind a wife and three small children, whose lives his sudden, unexpected death altered forever.
But I can't help but wonder whether the mindless hero worship that has become so pervasive in the United States since Sept. 11, 2001, only contributes to more deaths of first responders (and to our troops in Iraq and elsewhere, of course), because hero worship doesn't allow any analysis or critical thought, but just demands blind allegiance; indeed, its main purpose seems to be to replace thought. And an unexpected tragedy, I suspect, leaves a vacuum in the mind, and hero worship, like religious dogma does, rushes in to fill the void.
Let's face it: The nine firefighters in Charleston died while trying to put out a fire at a place called Sofa Super Store, which The Associated Press says is (well, was) "a huge showroom and warehouse on a commercial strip of car dealerships and body shops locals refer to as the 'Auto Mile.'" They didn't die saving people. They died trying to save some capitalist's capital.
I'm not saying that these fallen firefighters didn't save lots of people during their too-short (the firefighters ranged in age from 27 to 56, according to the AP) careers. I'm guessing that they did. But this time, they died for a rich person's or persons' property.
Not worth it, I'd say. Not even the Sofa Super Store.
While many if not most Americans find the symbolism that immediately popped up in the wake of the firefighters' deaths to be comforting, I find it to be rather unsettling.
There are these news photos, for instance, of a firefighter draping a U.S. flag over the Sofa Super Store's sign after the firefighters' deaths:

Associated Press photos
I know this sounds mean, but I don't mean to be mean; I ask in sincerity: Why, exactly, did the firefighters drape a U.S. flag over the sign of the store?
We all know what nation we live in, right?
And the firefighters didn't die for their country. They died trying to save a rich person's or persons' property. Have the rich really convinced us commoners that their interests are really our interests to the point that firefighters would drape an American flag over a capitalist's business sign, as though the capitalist's business interest represented an American, a national, interest? (A: Yes.)
True, according to the AP, the firefighters who fought the Sofa Super Store fire had been told that two store employees were inside of the building (only one was, and that person made it out alive, according to the AP, noting that it was unclear whether that person was helped out of the building by the firefighters or made it out by him- or herself). But still, let's fucking face it: a huge function of our firefighters and police officers and other first responders (as well as the members of our military, of course) is to protect (and, especially in the case of our military, to expand) the interests of the rich -- even if it means risking death or actually dying in the process.
Maybe that's why we have to resort to such things as the flag and to God -- here is a photo of firefighters in group prayer today after their comrades fell:

Associated Press photo
-- when these working-class people die protecting the interests of the rich: because we need to tell ourselves that they died for something much more meaningful and important than some rich people's interests.
I find the mindless melding of so many different things in the United States to be disturbing. In so many parts of the United States, especially in the red states, everything has been put into a blender: God, Jesus Christ, what passes itself off as Christianity, patriotism, nationalism, capitalism, militarism, (mostly) white male machoism (including the post-9/11 hero worship) and white male supremacy (which includes, of course, homophobia, misogyny and racism). All of these are considered to be one and the same, or at least all are tentacles of the same octopus (no, wait, we're talking about the United States, so let's make that a giant squid, right?).
The Melting Pot? No, we're the Blender, where separate elements that should remain separate -- because if they don't, you have fascism -- are thoughtlessly pureed into a bland mass that is to be swallowed dutifully and without question.
And there are millions and millions of swallowers in the United States of America.
When we stop just swallowing it, I think, and when we start to think about what -- and who -- really are worth risking lives for, fewer of our heroes will die.
For now, though, they get killed by the Blender.
10:32:42 PM
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