Amish Lessons
The premise of this article is something that I’ve been thinking myself all week, but didn’t like to put into words if I was going to do it badly, so I thought there was potential for posting, but unlike the rest of the Times coverage, it’s just so… Amish are good and simple and Americans are baaaad and it’s this uncomfortable dichotomy that got us into this mess! But he doesn’t want us to give up our buttons and zippers, just our right to bear arms and television. But not all television! Why can’t he just admire their attitudes and the character behind those attitudes without the over-simplification? “Life is simple if only you don’t have TV!” Or maybe life is always complicated but God makes it simple and, besides that, it doesn’t really matter what humans do?
The Times – A quiet lesson in forgiveness, by Ben Macintyre The dignity and stoicism of the Amish show how the modern world has forgotten ancient virtues
This week’s school shooting showed America at its best and worst. The Amish first came to Pennsylvania in the 1730s, drawn by William Penn’s promise of protection from religious persecution, and prospered thanks to the American tradition of toleration. The right to be Amish is part of the American Constitution, but so, regrettably, is the right to bear arms.
Roberts stage-managed his murderous exit, demanding sympathy and attention, self-pitying and self-indulgent, raging at God’s unfairness. But after that comes the humility of the Amish, demanding nothing but privacy, retreating into their quiet community to mourn with their ancient God. The contrast between Roberts’s deity and that of the Amish somehow compounds the horror.
Even “retreating” is such a condescending word. It’s like they’re these strange little hobbits scurrying away into their dens where they’ll be safe.
Bah. Okay, rant over. Well, before I save this, here are a couple of the lines that got me:
The Times – A final look in the coffin, then farewell with a hymn
It was a solemn occasion, but, for the Amish, a profound one. Funerals are their most important religious event, for they believe they are sending a loved one into the arms of God. …
One of the girls he shot, a 12-year-old in hospital with shoulder wounds, began talking yesterday. She told her family that Roberts told them what he was about to do as he tied them up beneath the blackboard. She said none begged for mercy. The oldest girl, a 13-year-old, said to him: “Shoot me and leave the others alone.” He shot them all.
The Times (10.4) – They are grieving, but not angry . . . and not a twitch of emotion shows. By Tim Reid<br/> Faith and mutual support will help the Nickel Mines community to cope with its tragedy
The day after the attack that left five girls aged between 7 and 13 in hospital mortuaries, their faces horribly disfigured by the bullets that killed them, and another five terribly injured, the Amish who live here took their remaining children to schools by buggy — and then retired quietly to their homes to pray…
There you see? “Retired”, not “retreated”. Anyway:
Donald Kraybill, an expert on the Amish community, said: “In many ways, they are better prepared than most Americans to deal with such a tragedy.
“They have a huge family support network. They will not get angry. The pain will be deep, but they will not have to process it alone. They will cry, but it will be in private.
“And they will believe that it is God’s will and that it is nobody else’s business.”
AP – Amish Bury Schoolhouse Shooting Victims
Though the Amish generally do not seek help from outside their community, Kevin King, executive director of Mennonite Disaster services, an agency managing the donations, quoted an Amish bishop as saying: “We are not asking for funds. In fact, it’s wrong for us to ask. But we will accept them with humility.”
There.
October 7th, 2006 at 2:00 am
I met a few Pennsylvanians that had a fairly negative attitude to the Amish, and I myself got a bit of a creepy feeling going through Lancaster County. I think the locals were peeved at the free riding aspect of the Amish community – the fact that they do not contribute to the mutual defense (although that still makes them better than preachy peacenicks). I just found it spooky seeing people deliberately living in the 19th century (or is it 18th?) in amoungst the rest of us. Just so archaic.
October 7th, 2006 at 8:18 am
I have a weakness for Lancaster County, home of the Straussburg Railroad and the Railroad Museum of Pa. As far as free riding I expect the olde Amish bring in more revenue by their mere being than the expenses they inccur. They rarely hang out in emergency rooms nor are their schooling costs very high nor do they trash the roads with heavy vehicles. Granted many are a@@holes but that might be the German thing.
October 7th, 2006 at 8:25 am
Oh, the weakness? I feel trim and svelt amongst the citizens of that part of Pa.
“No really, it was good, yes I’m serious, wha? Of course we like mashed potatoes in the south. Yes, really, we’re fools for ‘em, okay, okay, maybe just another helping, seriously, whoa. Thanks.”
Me, Quarryville Pa, circa 1984.
October 7th, 2006 at 9:58 am
I have a cookbook somewhere… Lemme get it out…
Bugger, I can’t find it.
sigh
Anyway, it’s a Pennsylvania Dutch cookbook, and it’s quite old (one of these “…and put in a hot oven” things. Hey we have thermostats attached to our ovens now. Anyway, the intro to it describes how the author came somehow to be at a sort of Lancaster-county-esque Inn (it was probably in the county, but I can’t remember how close it was to Amish) and how food was served German style on long tables with long benches and the descriptions of the piled high stacks of sausages and potatoes and every kind of…
drooool
As for their negative side, I think for most people the only Amish they ever interact with are the ones selling over-priced quilts. The “real” Amish, the good ones, are the ones you never hear from, rarely see, and certainly don’t interact much unless you buy their potatoes. The Mennonites, on the other hand, here in Eastern Washington, they irritate me because they’re not as strict as the Amish are (the Amish broke away from the Mennonite church back in the 1600s or something), so the women all wear long dresses and quilt and bake and hand-sew denim overalls for the menfolk (overalls are HARD. Hand sewing them: ridiculously hard.) but the men, who do the work, avail themselves of the benefits of tractors and ray-ban sunglasses. So that’s kind of irritating. And we saw the community kitchen. Stainless steel as far as the eye could see. Compared to the kitchen that fed all the kids at Gonzaga, man, it was like The Ritz v. the Gulag. But we talked to an older lady who literally started crying when describing the perils that some biblical character went through. Daniel, maybe, except I don’t remember what Daniel did exactly so I’m unlikely to remember her story faithfully.
October 8th, 2006 at 1:12 am
Do the Mennonites still blaken out the chrome on their cars? There is a small colony a little to the west of Tallahasse. Plain, yet not weird. Can cuss with the best at an animal auction.
October 8th, 2006 at 1:13 am
LOL! Blaken out? Yeah, consigner the chrome to the 3rd layer of Haydies.
October 8th, 2006 at 5:05 am
Ah hell. Most of the folks at the killers funeral were Amish. See? The real thing does exist and my cynicism is defunct. I may have to dwell on this for several years.
/vigoroushly shakig em head and stampig foot.
October 8th, 2006 at 1:32 pm
See it’s because the real ones are coming out into the open and now you’re left stamping your feet. Without something horrible like this, which after all doesn’t happen often, we never see those people.