As a child one day, I sat sprawled on the floor with the daily newspaper before me. I flipped to a page with an article about a couple of people from different countries shaking hands. I saw the word “politics”, and I remember asking my father what “politics” meant. I don’t remember the reply, but I thought, “boy, I wouldn’t want to know more about this boring subject.” To some extent, I still don’t; not in the way politics is being discussed anyway.
Rather than answering the question “what is politics?” I think we might learn more by asking “Why do people participate in politics, or discussions about politics?” And I think, now, more than any period before, our discussions of politics have become inextricably linked to notions of justice, especially fuzzy notions of justice. Everyone has something to say about a policy, about something that’s not right about society. But isn’t this just shorthand for saying that we think there is injustice? If we are to even pay attention to the kinds of discussions we have about politics, it’s not difficult to realize that we are far-removed from the actual practical activity of politics, of the ship steering and gradual explorations and investigations. Interestingly, what we are implying – the subtext to our grand texts are strangely… impractical; they are more often than not philosophical.
In other words, because of the things we see, the experiences we’ve had, the stories we hear, the philosophies we read, we formulate our own ideals of what life should be like. This, and our usage of slovenly terms like “left” and “right” and the way politics has been described, we imagine ourselves to be connoisseurs of politics. That is, the right kind of politics will produce a just world.
As a matter of fact, I would even venture to argue that the discipline of Sociology is quite obsessed with the question of justice, even if it attempts to hide it. A veteran Sociologist once suggested: what does the term “inequality” mean, other than “injustice”? In other words, Sociologists have been trying so hard to operationalize and measure a concept that really is nothing more than a moral judgment of society.
Now there certainly isn’t a problem with our personal opinions about the justness of our current societies. The problem, I think, is that we fail to clarify the differences between justice in a state, and justice as an ideal; and questions of politics and justice. When all these are jumbled together, what we get is the kind of polarizing politics that is characteristically revolutionary and utopian in nature. And the real problem here, is that radical, revolutionary politics, in any kind of organization, is destructive and painful; even more importantly, it’s impossible.
It is strange that we have come to have such a view of politics and justice that favors instantaneous and radical change, so much so justice is synonymous with a finished state, a complete product. We don’t see an incumbent government working over a period of ten years making subtle policy changes and then proudly proclaim: ah, justice at last! In effect, every democratic turnover is like a new revolution. We don’t ever seem to get bored with the constant to-ing and fro-ing of parties with their trumpeted and wild claims that rarely, if ever, change a fundamental aspect of our lives.
This points at how we have indeed become socialized to demand perfection, developing an unquestioning and dangerous “positive prejudice in favour of the yet untried?” In response to this, Oakeshott lamented more than 50 years ago that:
…We are disposed to back our individual fancies with little calculation and no apprehension of loss. We are acquisitive to the point of greed; ready to drop the bone we have for its reflection magnified in the mirror of the future.
Michael Oakeshott, On Human Conduct, p. 174
The problem now, at least to me, is that we see politics as a means to reach a substantive moral end – and as it goes, just about anything desirable and believable enough can make up that moral end. In other words, the people we put in government are people we believe can help us achieve our vision of some kind of justice.
But what is politics? Politics is merely a series of familiar, well-defined conduct, politics engages in rule-making, in deciding what is appropriate; how we can relate to one another in ways considered civil. Think about a game, and we are all players; someone needs to tell us the rules, to ensure we don’t flout them – for our own enjoyment, the enjoyment of others, and so we can pursue our individuals goals in that game. Politics is not about instilling belief, inspiring some kind of hope of a better tomorrow. The role of politics is not for us to collectively reach a higher moral realm.
Again, as I have sometimes been accused of, I’m in no way arguing for a stay in the status quo, I’m merely attempting to clarify roles and distinguish concepts. The role of the government is to be a custodian of the rules. Corrupt governments are simply terrible custodians of rules. An association without law breaks down, and people fail to interact or play by the rules. The result is that some prosper, and other suffer.
Self-entitled justice
What I fear is that if we think of justice and politics in these terms, we will endlessly be trying to find somebody’s utopia. Someday, some person will stand up and tell us that something is “unjust”, and with just a pinch of resonance, we take our other unrelated baggages and hop onto this bandwagon, believing that we are morally justified to demand a new society – a society that is nonetheless not our own. Justice is not fairness in that I must have what he has. Justice is merely to differentiate right from wrongs as according to the rules. We must not become accustomed to the fact that we are owed something. Justice is to bring a thief to court, to punish a liar, to right a wrong done to another because they someone has broken the rules. To punish a wealthy man for passing on his riches to his son (whether deserved or not) is not justice, it’s jealousy, or maybe, a personal moral preference; it is to confuse our valuation of a rule and the validity of the rule in question.
The desirability of law and the authenticity of law are two separate issues. Justice is done when the laws are abided with; but to say that the laws are not just amounts to saying another thing. In today’s context, saying so amounts to an assumption that there is a utopia that exists; but actually it just means we are not happy with the rules. To put it differently, an existing law makes it possible for justice; but we often resort to saying: only laws I like are just laws; and hence, justice is what I like the world to be. In other words, such a law simply does not cohere with my moral view of what a law should do in relation to my satisfaction.
Obviously, I’m not so thoroughly tone-deaf on the many concerning issues of contemporary society. It is true that on some occasions, a review of existing laws is needed. But all the same, justice is to hold accountable men who have wrongfully treated women. A sexist free world is not a just world – it’s an impossible world. It’s just like saying: let’s have a world without hatred; or a world without stealing; or a world without evil. We make new rules to prohibit certain behaviour, but we cannot make rules that approximate a moral outcome of an ideal world.
In fact, one can say the same about the abolition of slavery. The root moral problem of slavery was one of dignity – some believed the dignity of others were beneath their own. We can see abolition as an ambitious attempt to value the dignity of all persons equally. At the same time, we can also look at it procedurally: the abolition merely added legal status to people. As legal persons, all are equally treated by the law.
Yet, as revolutionary as the abolition was, we have merely rewritten the rules of how we are to treat other; and not how we ought to treat one another. Society did not suddenly more moral. We merely changed the rules to make certain behaviour wrong – but slavery exists everywhere still, just in different, diffused forms. A society of equals is not a just world, it’s an impossible world.
This is not to say that we should refrain from discussing the desirability of rules; we should, but we should refrain from assuming some moral utopia by framing it as “unjust”. If all our political deliberations merely gravitate towards confounding issues of desirability with justice, then the political association becomes confused, and with every turnover, a different answer to “how ought we be treated?” is given. In doing so we imagine laws as fulfilling our wished-for satisfactions.
Rules only dictate and qualify our actions – tread safe-ly, treat others respectful-ly, behave, responsib-ly, but they do not specify what goals and desires we are to have. It provides guidelines for the pursuit of what we desire, but nothing more. We are mistaken if we think they deal with our moral lives. This is why a Christian that lives by rules can find that abiding by them perfectly may curiously lead to no spiritual change at all!
This does not contradict an image of God. To sin is to disobey God – but what secular moral reason do we have to obey Him at all? It is only because His word is law – the characteristics of God (that He is good, benevolent, loving) are almost supplementary. In other words, I do not obey because his law is morally good from my point of view; I obey God because He is the lawgiver. From God’s eyes, His laws are morally good – but the problem is that this is not always comprehensible to us. Why is the command to sacrifice Isaac morally good? It’s perplexing simply because the absolute goodness of God is not something we can understand.
What is a well-meaning Christian to do, then? The Bible does call Christians to bring justice to the fatherless, the widows, the oppressed. I have no doubt in my mind that this is a call for Christians to reach out to these people groups who express their needs but are unheard. In a way, it is to point to something greater in future – the true justice that will come, but even this justice is not remotely similar to any secular utopia, because judgment day is a day where Christ will harvest the grapes with a sharp sickle, and blood will fill the Earth.
As Christian individuals, our job is not to mend the world; I think that there are more important things than being a mere sympathetic flag-bearer of injustice. We should partake in the reduction of suffering, commiserating with those suffering the pain of loss. And these necessary things will no doubt become meaningless and procedural if we think we can attend to them through policy. When it comes to attending to needs, there’s only one word that comes to my mind: obligation – a commitment to help and love others. It is to say that I believe I have a duty to serve you, to want the best for you; for Christ said that what you do for the least of His brothers, you do for Him too.
A commitment to the needs of others extends far beyond some vague clarion call to establish a just world. It requires much more than raising a hand, putting in a ballot, even marching on a protest for a dirty, pathetic vagabond so distant from our fiery, self-righteous passions because we don’t have time for them. These are merely fleeting sympathies we express. How many demanding for equality will do the same if they were not circumstantially disadvantaged? How many abolitionists would gladly endure ill-treatment with the slaves, to partake in suffering with them? But true obligations we believe we have charges us with seeing through till the end; it is a personal mission laid down in our hearts, and we cannot expect others to do the same. An obligation is a compassion that extends beyond mere pity, it must be a willful sacrifice, to see others as more important than ourselves. Personal obligations to others can withstand all kinds of “injustices”, it is active even when we are being hard-done.
True justice in God’s eyes demands so much more; sadly, it appears that most of us are not even ready to sacrifice even a tenth of the things we so proudly demand for in return for “social justice”. Some have heard that I went to a nearby old folk’s home to do some community work. While I was there, I felt nothing but pity. But pity doesn’t get you far, behind the veneer of smiles and helpfulness and compassion were hesitant fears of how this place would be in the absence of us “cherished” visitors that lit up the home. I shuddered at the thought that this place would be dark and dingy, dirty and lifeless. But I looked on to the man who brought us here, the man who has been visiting them to preach every Tuesday for years; the man who dared to admonish them and rebuke them, while the rest of us were too kind and – eek – even seeming altruistic when doling out free gifts. Such a man is a man who felt obligated to their needs. This, in God’s eyes, is what it means to be doing justice.
Signing off,
Fatpine.