Value for Tuesday of Week 20 in the season of Growth

Respecting People

To respect people is to acknowledge their humanity or admirable personal qualities.

  • We don’t need to share the same opinions as others, but we need to be respectful. [Taylor Swift]
  • One of the most sincere forms of respect is actually listening to what another has to say. [attributed to Bryant H. McGill]
  • Let every man be respected as an individual, and no man idolized. [Albert Einstein]
  • Show respect to all people, but grovel to none. [attributed to Tecumseh]

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  • There is no concept of justice in Cree culture. The nearest word is kintohpatatin, which loosely translates to “you’ve been listened to.” But kintohpatatin is richer than justice – really it means you’ve been listened to by someone compassionate and fair, and your needs will be taken seriously. [Edmund Metatawabin, Up Ghost River: A Chief’s Journey Through the Turbulent Waters of Native History (Knopf, 2014), Chapter Twenty-Seven.]

“I abhor what that man did but he is a human being and should be treated with respect and dignity.” This statement is an illustration of respect for a person’s worth. As angry as we may be toward someone, a commitment to the worth and dignity of every person implies that we do not seek the gratuitous or pointless suffering of others.

Real

True Narratives

Are doctors of divinity blind, or are they hypocrites? I suppose some are the one, and some the other; but I think if they felt the interest in the poor and the lowly, that they ought to feel, they would not be so easily blinded. A clergyman who goes to the south, for the first time, has usually some feeling, however vague, that slavery is wrong. The slaveholder suspects this, and plays his game accordingly. He makes himself as agreeable as possible; talks on theology, and other kindred topics. The reverend gentleman is asked to invoke a blessing on a table loaded with luxuries. After dinner he walks round the premises, and sees the beautiful groves and flowering vines, and the comfortable huts of favored household slaves. The southerner invites him to talk with these slaves. He asks them if they want to be free, and they say, "O, no, massa." This is sufficient to satisfy him. He comes home to publish a "South-Side View of Slavery," and to complain of the exaggerations of abolitionists. He assures people that he has been to the south, and seen slavery for himself; that it is a beautiful "patriarchal institution;" that the slaves don't want their freedom; that they have hallelujah meetings, and other religious privileges. / What does he know of the half-starved wretches toiling from dawn till dark on the plantations? of mothers shrieking for their children, torn from their arms by slave traders? of young girls dragged down into moral filth? of pools of blood around the whipping post? of hounds trained to tear human flesh? of men screwed into cotton gins to die? The slaveholder showed him none of these things, and the slaves dared not tell of them if he had asked them. / There is a great difference between Christianity and religion at the south. If a man goes to the communion table, and pays money into the treasury of the church, no matter if it be the price of blood, he is called religious. If a pastor has offspring by a woman not his wife, the church dismiss him, if she is a white woman; but if she is colored, it does not hinder his continuing to be their good shepherd. / [Harriet Jacobs, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl (1861), Chapter XIII, “The Church and Slavery”.]

Other narratives:

From the dark side:

Histories of Imperialism:

Other dark side narratives:

Technical and Analytical Readings

From the dark side - hate speech:

Photographs

Documentary and Educational Films

Imaginary

Fictional Narratives

Novels:

From the dark side:

In this passage from Les Misérables, Hugo describes the attitude of the Thénardiers’ two daughters toward Cosette.

Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog to them. These three little girls did not yet reckon up four and twenty years between them, but they already represented the whole society of man; envy on the one side, disdain on the other. [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862), Volume II – Cosette; Book Third – Accomplishment of a Promise Made To a Dead Woman, Chapter VIII, “The Unpleasantness of Receiving Into One’s House a Poor Man Who May Be a Rich Man

"Well, since you must know all, it is so.  I have agreed to sell Tom and Harry both; and I don't know why I am to be rated, as if I were a monster, for doing what every one does every day." [Harriett Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin or Life Among the Lowly (1852), Volume 1, Chapter 5, “Showing the Feelings of Living Property on Changing Others”.]

As, for example, Mr. Haley: he thought first of Tom’s length, and breadth, and height, and what he would sell for, if he was kept fat and in good case till he got him into market. He thought of how he should make out his gang; he thought of the respective market value of certain supposititious men and women and children who were to compose it, and other kindred topics of the business; then he thought of himself, and how humane he was, that whereas other men chained their “niggers” hand and foot both, he only put fetters on the feet, and left Tom the use of his hands, as long as he behaved well; and he sighed to think how ungrateful human nature was, so that there was even room to doubt whether Tom appreciated his mercies. He had been taken in so by ‘niggers’ whom he had favored; but still he was astonished to consider how good-natured he yet remained! [Harriett Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin or Life Among the Lowly (1852), Volume 1, Chapter XII, “Select Incident of Lawful Trade”.]

The catching business, we beg to remind them, is rising to the dignity of a lawful and patriotic profession.  If all the broad land between the Mississippi and the Pacific becomes one great market for bodies and souls, and human property retains the locomotive tendencies of this nineteenth century, the trader and catcher may yet be among our aristocracy. [Harriett Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin or Life Among the Lowly (1852), Volume 1, Chapter 8, “Eliza’s Escape”.]

Novels and stories from the dark side:

Poetry

The pure contralto sings in the organ loft, / The carpenter dresses his plank, the tongue of his foreplane whistles its wild ascending lisp, / The married and unmarried children ride home to their Thanksgiving dinner, / The pilot seizes the king-pin, he heaves down with a strong arm, / The mate stands braced in the whale-boat, lance and harpoon are ready, / The duck-shooter walks by silent and cautious stretches, / The deacons are ordain'd with cross'd hands at the altar,  

The spinning-girl retreats and advances to the hum of the big wheel, / The farmer stops by the bars as he walks on a First-day loafe and looks at the oats and rye, / The lunatic is carried at last to the asylum a confirm'd case, / (He will never sleep any more as he did in the cot in his mother's bed-room;) / The jour printer with gray head and gaunt jaws works at his case, / He turns his quid of tobacco while his eyes blurr with the manuscript; / The malform'd limbs are tied to the surgeon's table, / What is removed drops horribly in a pail; / The quadroon girl is sold at the auction-stand, the drunkard nods by the bar-room stove, / The machinist rolls up his sleeves, the policeman travels his beat, the gate-keeper marks who pass, / The young fellow drives the express-wagon,

(I love him, though I do not know him;) / The half-breed straps on his light boots to compete in the race, / The western turkey-shooting draws old and young, some lean on their rifles, some sit on logs, / Out from the crowd steps the marksman, takes his position, levels his piece; / The groups of newly-come immigrants cover the wharf or levee, / As the woolly-pates hoe in the sugar-field, the overseer views them from his saddle, / The bugle calls in the ball-room, the gentlemen run for their partners, the dancers bow to each other, / The youth lies awake in the cedar-roof'd garret and harks to the musical rain, / The Wolverine sets traps on the creek that helps fill the Huron, / The squaw wrapt in her yellow-hemm'd cloth is offering moccasins and bead-bags for sale, / The connoisseur peers along the exhibition-gallery with half-shut eyes bent sideways, / As the deck-hands make fast the steamboat the plank is thrown for the shore-going passengers, / The young sister holds out the skein while the elder sister winds it off in a ball, and stops now and then for the knots, / The one-year wife is recovering and happy having a week ago borne her first child, / The clean-hair'd Yankee girl works with her sewing-machine or in the factory or mill, / The paving-man leans on his two-handed rammer, the reporter's lead flies swiftly over the note-book, the sign-painter is lettering with blue and gold, / The canal boy trots on the tow-path, the book-keeper counts at his desk, the shoemaker waxes his thread, / The conductor beats time for the band and all the performers follow him, / The child is baptized, the convert is making his first professions, / The regatta is spread on the bay, the race is begun, (how the white sails sparkle!)

The drover watching his drove sings out to them that would stray, / The pedler sweats with his pack on his back, (the purchaser higgling about the odd cent;) / The bride unrumples her white dress, the minute-hand of the clock moves slowly,  

The opium-eater reclines with rigid head and just-open'd lips, / The prostitute draggles her shawl, her bonnet bobs on her tipsy and pimpled neck, / The crowd laugh at her blackguard oaths, the men jeer and wink to each other, / (Miserable! I do not laugh at your oaths nor jeer you;)  

The President holding a cabinet council is surrounded by the great Secretaries, / On the piazza walk three matrons stately and friendly with twined arms, / The crew of the fish-smack pack repeated layers of halibut in the hold, / The Missourian crosses the plains toting his wares and his cattle, / As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives notice by the jingling of loose change, / The floor-men are laying the floor, the tinners are tinning the roof, the masons are calling for mortar, / In single file each shouldering his hod pass onward the laborers; / Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable crowd is gather'd, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, (what salutes of cannon and small arms!) / Seasons pursuing each other the plougher ploughs, the mower mows, and the winter-grain falls in the ground; / Off on the lakes the pike-fisher watches and waits by the hole in the frozen surface, / The stumps stand thick round the clearing, the squatter strikes deep with his axe, / Flatboatmen make fast towards dusk near the cotton-wood or pecan-trees, / Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river or through those drain'd by the Tennessee, or through those of the Arkansas, / Torches shine in the dark that hangs on the Chattahooche or Altamahaw,  

Patriarchs sit at supper with sons and grandsons and great-grandsons around them, / In walls of adobie, in canvas tents, rest hunters and trappers after their day's sport, / The city sleeps and the country sleeps, / The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, / The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; / And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, / And such as it is to be of these more or less I am, / And of these one and all I weave the song of myself.

[Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (1891-92), Book III: Song of Myself, 15.]

Other poems:

From the dark side:

Music: Composers, artists, and major works

Jazz pianist and composer Chick Corea’s music is characterized by his consummate musical intelligence and respect for each voice in the ensemble. “A groundbreaking artist both as a keyboardist (piano, electric piano, synthesizer) and as a composer-arranger, Chick Corea moved fluidly among jazz, fusion, and classical music throughout his long career, winning national and international honors including 23 Grammy Awards.” “. . . he left a legacy of experimentation, preserving and expanding the jazz tradition. Over more than a half-century, he deftly navigated the music’s continually shifting boundaries.” Corea said: “Working with other musicians is what music is to me. If there were not other musicians, it would be some kind of abstractness of loneliness, out sitting on a cloud somewhere.” Corea released dozens of albums, and was the main artist on an impressive set of playlists. Live concerts include:

Paul Kletzki was a conductor known for respecting composers’ intentions. This was noted in his interpretations of Beethoven’s symphonies. Kletzki fled three totalitarian regimes, and conducted several orchestras, in various locations. Here is a link to his playlists, and a brief clip of his conducting.

The technical difficulty of Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 21 in C Major, Op. 53, “Waldstein” (1803) (approx. 24-27’) (list of recorded performances), suggests that he must have had great respect for Count Ferdinand Ernst Gabriel von Waldstein, for whom he named the work. Top recorded performances are by Artur Schnabel in 1934, Rudolf Serkin in 1952, Lili Kraus in 1953, Jenő Jandó in 1987, Louis Lortie in 1991, Richard Goode in 1993, Alfred Brendel in 1993, Ronald Brautigam in 2004, Paul Lewis in 2006, Jonathan Biss in 2013, and Olga Paschenko in 2021 (begin at 24:45).

Other works:

Albums:

Sever operas, at least, explore respect for human worth from the dark side:

Dmitri Shostakovich, Violin Concerto No 1 in A Minor, Op, 99 (1948) (approx. 36-40’) (list of recorded performances), sounds like a lament about life in the Soviet Union, under Stalin. “Though not Jewish himself, Shostakovich noted that 'My parents considered anti-Semitism a shameful superstition, and in that sense particularly I was given a very good upbringing.' Unfortunately, not all Soviets were so enlightened. Becoming increasingly paranoid, Stalin had begun an anti-Semitic campaign during WWII which intensified in 1948. Regarding the persecution, Shostakovich remarked '…how "this" had started with the Jews but would end up with the entire intelligentsia.'” The work “lay hidden in a desk drawer until its premier October 29, 1955, with the Leningrad Philharmonic and the dedicatee as soloist. It was not safe to bring it out until two years after Stalin’s death.” Great performances are by Oistrakh (Mitropoulos) in 1956, Kogan (Kondrashin) in 1962, Vengerov (Rostropovich) in 1994 *** , Repin (Nagano) in 1995, Hahn (Janowski) in 2002, Khachatryan (Masur) in 2006, Batiashvili (Salonen) in 2010, and Ibragimova (Jurowski) in 2020. 

Béla Bartók, The Miraculous Mandarin (A csodálatos mandarin), Op. 19, Sz. 73, BB 82 (1926) (approx. 31’), “is the capturing, in music, of a primeval human psychological process on the one hand and the creation of a mythology on the other.” “. . . the pantomime depicts a destitute girl forced into prostitution by three pimps who intend to rob her clients – a story of radical urban ugliness. The “den-of-vice-and-harlots piece” provoked moral outrage on the Rhine; the music, denounced as “perverse, trivial, morbid”, was likewise condemned. When Bartók appeared before the curtain, he was met with a storm of boos.” “Three tramps force a girl to entice passers-by into a dank room so they can rob the hapless men. The first mark, a scruffy old man, has no money, so the tramps throw him back out onto the street. The second victim, a shy young man, meets the same fate. But the third man is something extraordinary, the Mandarin. His otherworldly gaze frightens the girl, but the tramps force her to dance for him.

Albums from the dark side:

Music: songs and other short pieces

Visual Arts

Film and Stage

Fundamental values like respecting the worth of others often are presented from the dark side, as in these films:

This Is Our Story

A religion of values and Ethics, driven by love and compassion, informed by science and reason.

PART ONE: OUR STORY

First ingredient: Distinctions. What is the core and essence of being human? What is contentment, or kindliness, or Love? What is gentleness, or service, or enthusiasm, or courage? If you follow the links, you see at a glance what these concepts mean.

PART TWO: ANALYSIS

This site would be incomplete without an analytical framework. After you have digested a few of the examples, feel free to explore the ideas behind the model. I would be remiss if I did not give credit to my inspiration for this work: the Human Faith Project of Calvin Chatlos, M.D. His demonstration of a model for Human Faith began my exploration of this subject matter.

A RELIGION OF VALUES

A baby first begins to learn about the world by experiencing it. A room may be warm or cool. The baby learns that distinction. As a toddler, the child may strike her head with a rag doll, and see that it is soft; then strike her head with a wooden block, and see that it is hard. Love is a distinction: she loves me, or she doesn’t love me. This is true of every human value:

justice, humility, wisdom, courage . . . every single one of them.

This site is dedicated to exploring those distinctions. It is based on a model of values that you can read about on the “About” page. However, the best way to learn about what is in here is the same as the baby’s way of learning about the world: open the pages, and see what happens.

ants organic action machines

Octavio Ocampo, Forever Always

Jacek Yerka, House over the Waterfall

Norman Rockwell, Carefree Days Ahead

WHAT YOU WILL SEE HERE

When you open tiostest.wpengine.com, you will see a human value identified at the top of the page. The value changes daily. These values are designed to follow the seasons of the year.

You will also see an overview of the value, or subject for the day, and then two columns of materials.

The left-side column presents true narratives, which include biographies, memoirs, histories, documentary films and the like; and also technical and analytical writings.

The right-side columns presents the work of the human imagination: fictional novels and stories, music, visual art, poetry and fictional film.

Each entry is presented to help identify the value. Open some of the links and experience our human story, again. It belongs to us all, and each of us is a part of it.

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