Showing posts with label Justice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Justice. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Veiled Rage


Too many lotteries still determine our success or otherwise. “The Veil of Ignorance” is the idea that the rules should be determined before these dice are thrown, when you theoretically know nothing of your natural abilities or your place in society. I have never been good at “knowing my place”. Never good at the struggle between accepting things the way they are, because that is the pragmatic approach, and raging when they are not as “they should be”. One of the cornerstones of my worldview is growing up in Apartheid. An ugly philosophy founded on a seemingly positive idea of “self-determination”. Meritocracy is a similarly seemingly positive idea. The problem is the magic of compounding. The “same merit” applied to different resources results in a different outcome. It is impossible to see squiggles and not words once you learn to read. We remember names we have heard before. We recognise skills we possess. We acknowledge knowledge we know. We are human. We are ignorant. We are connected. Sometimes to move forward, you have to unlearn. To put aside what you think you see. And see.



Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Misunderstood and Judged

I hate getting things wrong. I hate being on the wrong side of people. I find it particularly frustrating when I don't think it is justified. This makes me have to work really hard at not being defensive. The easiest way around this, is not to engage with people. I love engaging with people. The easiest way around this, is to only engage with people who think like me. I love engaging with people who don't think like me. Worse is when people think I am 'one of them' in conversation, and say something where I am the judgey one! 'No! I don't think that!'. Most of us listen with little nods and ahas that signal agreement. Just listening neutrally while encouraging someone to carry on speaking, and genuinely exploring their idea is hard.

‘’Justitia’’ by Maarten van Heemskerk, 1556

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Two Graves

The Chinese have a saying, 'If you want revenge, dig two graves'. Vengeance is a logical emotion. It is often justified. Robert Solomon argues that the Biblical 'Eye for an Eye' was not as barbaric as it now sounds. Prior to that, if someone attacked you - you let all disproportionate hell loose on them. 'Eye for an Eye' was asking for restraint. The problem is, there is seldom agreement on the perfect proportions for justice. The eye of the beholder. So you end up in a spiral of righteous justification when each round of justice requires a response. Someone has to break the loop. Even though revenge is justified, it is not likely to lead to a better situation. Don't throw everything you love away to prove a point. Don't become your enemy in the attempt to defeat them.


Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Veil of Ignorance

I am a stickler for rules I believe in. I think they make the game better. Whether it is touch rugby, poker, or life. It is tempting to say, 'just relax, we are just having fun', but without rules we all agree on, and understand, things aren't as fun. I am also a believer in giving the benefit of the doubt. If you are playing touch rugby, don't call a forward pass unless you genuinely believe it was a forward pass. If you call marginal passes, people will stop believing you and arguments will ensue. Let the game flow. Pick your battles.

Games are fun when you know the rules

If the rules are clear enough, and everyone understands them, you almost don't need a referee. 'Almost', because half the fun of the game is the irrationality. You are only a true supporter of a sports team when you can shout at the ref. I get completely irrational when it comes to sport. I love England. I think it is a fantastic country full of warm people who have been very welcoming to me. I love it when England lose. Sorry. And that is why you need a ref. 'Fact and Fiction work as a team'. 

I am a believer in the power of Constitutions rather than the power of people over people. I believe laws should be as simple and clear as possible so that people buy into them, and self-enforce (with a little reffing). One idea that I have only recently heard about about is quite foundational in thinking about this, comes from 'A Theory of Justice' by John Rawls, which was published in 1971. The way society is structured needs to be such that you would agree to it from behind 'a veil of ignorance'.



Before you know which part you are going to play, you have to be happy that all the parts are reasonable. There is a lot of luck involved in life. We don't really believe in equality. We like the ability to do well. We like the ability to gain recognition. We like the ability to progress. All of these things are relative. We wouldn't be able to get the same sense of achievement if we were always in the same position as others. But the rules can't be such that they are structurally set against some of the players. Then your achievement holds about as much water as someone on a motorbike racing against some six year olds on foot. Well done champ.

What is very clear to me is that I wouldn't enjoy rolling the dice again. With 7.4 billion people on the planet, I got a pretty good deal. From behind a veil of ignorance, I would be sweating bullets if I was waiting to see where I was born and in what circumstances.

The question becomes, how do we build a world worth playing in. A world where we like the rules, but can lean into the emotion.

Sunday, April 26, 2015

Lady Liberty's Clouded Justice (by Phenyo Molefe)

Guest Post

I met Phenyo through a mutual friend at a bar in Putney a few years ago. If we had met at university, we would probably be great buddies. It was one of the uni day type beers where we got straight into talk about solving the world's great injustices. Once we start work, we barely have time to maintain friendships, let alone start new ones. The great thing about social media is you can stay semi in touch. You can still share ideas and hope that at some stage we get to free our heads to dream the great dreams of our early twenties again. For that to happen we need space to breathe. 

Phenyo and our mutual buddy Lance

Lady Liberty’s Clouded Justice
by Phenyo Molefe

As Walter Scott was laid to rest on the 12 April 2015, we were left pondering the realities that have pierced America’s dream and being.  It remains that America’s racial and social transformation process is far from over and still carries upon its shoulders intractable impediments to progress.  

The torrents of news of unarmed black men being savagely beaten and shot have increasingly been relayed to the world over the last few years.  These acts have been punctuated by the ruthless exploits which we have seen replayed across all our screens. The undeniable impact of watching an unarmed man helplessly run for his life, seemingly the subject of a merciless hunting expedition, still remains.  The hail of gun fire which ripped through his body five times as his misplaced strides proved incapable of escaping the bloodied hands of ‘justice’.  

Michael Slager performed his duties in stopping Walter Scott for a broken tail light but the latter course action he served is indefensible. Walter Scott should not have fled the scene and I cannot give an accounting of the fear and thought process he engaged in.  However I am even more perplexed by the beliefs and thought processes that Slager engage in. It seemingly entitled him to end Scott’s life, in a manner which articulated a scene from Brooklyn’s Finest. If Walter Scott and Michael Slager have had no prior engagements, what prejudice aggravated him to completely disregard the law with such lethal force?  Even the bizarre act of handcuffing a dying man gasping for air permeates from the stores of detestation veiled and woven into certain layers of society.


This event extends itself beyond a mere case of excessive force. What sort of protocol affords police the right and privilege to respond in the manner which we have seen across countless cases, especially those pertaining to black people.  It is by no means easy to fulfil the duties tasked to police officers throughout the US.  It is further reason that they should undergo thorough training and qualification to execute the difficult duty prescribed to them.  Michael Slager is not the problem; he is a manifestation of a problem rooted far deeper in the tapestry of America’s history and making. A problem many prefer to overlook in the hopes that the magic of future generations and economic advancement will unearth and solve in its own time.


Convicting Michael Slager of murder and sending him to the gallows of mortality’s waiting room is not going erase the imperfections that rip through the American dream and the illusions of justice for all.  We will continue to be faced with manifestations such as that noted above. All spectrums of American’s making will be affected until we gather the testicular fortitude to admit to the reality of the challenges at hand and are prepared to usher in agents of reconciliation and reform.

How can we look to Lady Liberty to grant us justice when the very fabrics of her white robe are soiled by the fresh blood of innocent lives; while she stands upon the corpses of trampled souls from a past yet to be reconciled.  America’s task is not easy.  She has made countless advances for her people and the rest of mankind but she has yet to find healing from her fractured past, solutions for a better integrated society throughout her lands, a society willing to heal, conscious of its connected roots.
 Three photos from the Martin Luther King Memorial