On the only time and way we can be patriotic.
One of my favorite literary exchanges of all time, and the
one with which I begin the Introduction to my recently
completed fourth book, occurs in the opening chapter of George
R.R. Martin’s A Game of Thrones
(1996; the first book in the A Song of
Ice and Fire series that has been adapted into the popular HBO show). Seven
year-old Brandon “Bran” Stark is riding home with his father and brothers from
his first experience witnessing one of his father’s most difficult duties as a
lord, the execution of a criminal; his father insists that if he is to sentence
men to die, he should be the one to execute them, and likewise insists that his
sons learn of and witness this once they are old enough. Two of Bran’s brothers
have been debating whether the man died bravely or as a coward, and when Bran
asks his father which was true, his father turns the question around to him.
“Can a man be brave when he is afraid?” Bran asks. “That is the only time a man
can be brave,” his father replies.
On the surface the line might seem obvious, an appeal to
some of our very trite narratives about courage in the face of danger and the
like. But to my mind the moment, like all of Martin’s amazingly dense and
complex series, works instead to undermine our easy narratives and force us to
confront more difficult and genuine truths. That is, I believe we tend to
define bravery, courage, heroism as the absence of fear, as those individuals
who in the face of danger do not feel the same limiting emotions that others do
and so can rise to the occasion more fully. But Martin’s truth is quite the opposite—that
bravery is instead something that is found through and then beyond fear, that
it is only by admitting the darker and more potentially limiting realities that
we can then strive for the brightest and most ideal possibilities. I find that
insight so potent not only because of its potential to revise oversimplifying
narratives and force us to confront a complex duality instead, but also because
it posits a version of heroism that any individual can achieve—if everyone
feels fear in the face of danger, then everyone has the potential to be brave
as well.
HBO recently premiered the fourth season of their award-winning series A Game of Thrones; the first season
covered all of that first book of Martin’s, the second moved on to book two, and
so on for subsequent seasons. I’ve watched season one and have mixed feelings,
but no matter what the series has brought Martin’s works and themes to a far
wider audience. But if that’s one reason why I’m thinking about this exchange today,
the other is the aforementioned Massachusetts-specific holiday:
Patriot’s Day. As with our narratives of courage and heroism, I believe
that far too many of our ideals of patriotism focus on what I would call the
easy kind: the patriotism that salutes a flag, that sings an anthem, that
pledges allegiance, that says things like “God bless America” and “greatest
country in the world” by rote. Whatever the communal value of such patriotism,
it asks virtually nothing of individuals, and does even less to push a nation
to be the best version of itself (if anything, it argues that the nation is
already that best version). So in parallel to Martin’s line, I would argue for
the harder and more genuine kind of patriotism, the kind that faces the darkest
realities and strives for the brightest hope through that recognition, the kind
that, when asked “Can an American be a patriot if he/she is critical of his/her
country?,” replies, “That is the only time an American can be a patriot.”
Happy Patriot’s Day! The patriotic series continues tomorrow,
Ben
PS.
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