Even the President’s fiercest critics were able—at least for the most part—to choke out at least some version of a get-well wish when the positive results of his COVID test were announced. But in most cases it didn’t take long for the writer (or speaker) to get to the real point.
There
was Joe Biden’s wish for a “swift and successful” recovery for the President,
followed by his acerbic observation that, of course, he wasn’t at all surprised
that the President fell ill since he failed to follow the most elemental
rules for fending off infection. Then there was the New York Times’ “Get Well,
Mr. President” lead editorial in last Sunday’s paper, a wish the Editorial
Board then felt the need to justify in twelve different ways lest anyone think
they were motivated merely by sympathy for a sick person infected with a
potentially deadly virus. Even better, at least in my opinion, was Bret
Stephen’s column in Tuesday’s paper. (I admire Stephens and read his columns
with great enthusiasm and interest, so I mention him in this context merely to
illustrate a point.) He began by using a quote from John Donne (“Any man’s death
diminishes me because I am involved in Mankinde”) to explain his wish that the
President have a “full and speedy recovery,” then, lest anyone think he
actually had any actual sympathy for the actual patient, went
on to justify his get-well wishes in as many ways as he could think of (including
the remarkable thought that we should wish the President well because, should
he die, Mike Pence would make an even worse President). Stephens’ wrap-up line
said it all. We should wish the President well, he wrote, “because it’s the
right thing to do.” I’d just love having someone visit me in the hospital—poo
poo poo—and tell me they had come to wish me a speedy recovery “because it’s
the right thing to do.” Hah!
As
far as I can see, however, there lies a single concept at the core both of all
the editorial pieces I read and all the late-night TV hosts’ hilarious comments
regarding the President’s illness: the concept of karma. What goes around comes
around. You reap what you sow. At least in the end, you get what you deserve. At
the end of the meal you prepare, you eat your own just deserts!
The
concept of karma derives from the Hindu notion of rebirth after death and in
that context means that the circumstances of your next life will be a function
of the way you have conducted yourself in this and previous lives. Most non-Hindus
will find the concept of endless reincarnation at least unlikely, but the underlying
principle that—one way or the other—you eventually get what you deserve remains
resonant with the public. I’d certainly like to believe it myself! The
President mocked his own advisors who called for the nation to wear face masks
in public. The President made a public display of the degree to which he
refused socially to distance himself from others. The President repeatedly
encouraged people not to take the possibility of infection with the novel
coronavirus too very seriously, including at White House receptions hosted by
the President himself. And so the universe finally took matters into its own
hands and baked the man the cake he surely earned. The universe, according to this line of
thought, does not like being mocked and has no problem addressing the issue
forcefully and, if necessary, virally.
The
President’s comment the other day that his infection was a kind of “blessing in
disguise” would work well with this line of thinking if his point had
been that now, having experienced the terror of infection and the relief of
recovery, he had learned to take the pandemic very seriously and was
encouraging precisely the correct kind of behavior that the experts feel could
go miles towards reining this crisis in. But that isn’t at all what he meant.
You
don’t have to embrace Hinduism to seize the concept here. A famous verse from
Proverbs (22:8) reads “Those who plant injustice will harvest disaster.” That sounds
clear enough. But the prophet Hosea is even clearer: “You have sown wickedness,”
he says to his wayward countrymen, “and now you shall reap evil.” Lady Wisdom
herself steps forward in the Book of Proverbs and sums the whole concept up in three
Hebrew words: v’yokhlu mi-p’ri darkam, she declares: In this life, you
eat the fruit of the trees you plant along the way. Much later on, the
first-century Sage Hillel would offer his own version in a much-quoted lesson
from Pirkei Avot (2:6). Seeing a human skull floating on the water of a nearby
stream, Hillel addressed the skull directly: “Because you drowned someone else,
you yourself have now been drowned. But not to worry—the people who drowned you
will eventually be drowned themselves.” That’s how it works in the world,
Hillel was teaching. You harvest what you plant. You reap what you sow. You eat
the cake you bake. You become what you make yourself into. You don’t always get
what you want…but you always—at least eventually—get what you deserve.
Arguing
to the contrary are all those people who smoke for decades and don’t end up
with any of the various diseases associated with smoking cigarettes. And what
about the righteous who suffer grievously in the course of their lives—if karma
is such a thing, then why doesn’t the universe grant them the boons they
deserve for living decently and behaving justly? And the corollary question
also bears asking: if those who sow badness reap the disastrous consequences of
self-made bad karma, then why does there seem to be now obvious correlation
between moral bearing and wealth or, even more to the point, between moral
bearing and good health? If karma is a thing, then how can decent people ever
meet bitter, miserable ends? Maybe the Hindus are right that this only works in
the very long run.
It’s
a bit amusing to be pondering these thoughts with Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur
so close in the rearview mirror: if one single idea underlies both holidays, it
is that human beings are judged with respect to their ethical bearing, moral
rectitude and fortitude, and commitment to justice and decency…and then, if
found worthy, are granted another year of life suffused with God’s blessings.
We sing it out with great gusto (or did in a pre-pandemic world), but we
certainly don’t take it to the point of really thinking that the people
who die in any given year were personally responsible for their own demises
because of the bad karma they brought personally to their own life stories!
In
the end, the President didn’t get COVID because of bad karma or because the
universe wished to make an example out of him. He tested positive because he
failed to observe the most elemental rules of safe conduct in this pandemic age
we are living through and ended up hoist with his own petard.
When
the psalmist wrote, “I was a lad and now have become old, yet I have never seen
a righteous person abandoned or the child of such a person begging for bread,”
he was giving into the same urge to believe that we are the authors of our own
karma and then either reap the benefits or suffer the consequences in the
context of our lifetimes. That line, familiar to all traditionally minded
Jewish people because it concludes the Grace after Meals, is surely the most famous
expression of the idea in the context of Jewish liturgy. Less well
known—although invariably observed by myself—is the custom, also quite old, of
reciting those words sotto voce, thereby nodding to their supreme logic
at the same time we accept as obvious the fact that they are not literally
true.
In
the end, we are the masters of our destiny and fragile, brittle things
that suffer in all sorts of ways that we have specifically not brought
upon ourselves. Our own tradition lives with that paradox, with that
discrepancy between what we believe and what we know. We say that the fate of
all is written up in the great Book of Life on Rosh Hashanah and the judgment
sealed on Yom Kippur—but we also know that people die between Rosh Hashanah and
Yom Kippur, which should be impossible if their verdicts are only made final on
Yom Kippur!
In
the end, we live our lives seeking to control our own destiny through the
creation of good karma and submitting to the will of God and
knowing that in the fragility of human life inheres the arbitrariness of our
personal destinies. Still, why tempt fate? If wearing a face mask is
responsible behavior and socially distancing myself from others is the sign of
decency and conscientiousness, then I will do those things to keep myself and
others safe. I won’t say no to good karma. But I also drop my voice at the end
of Birkat Hamazon lest I hear myself saying something that sounds vaguely pious
but which is ultimately not a truth I can actually discern in the world.
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