New and old

My newest book has been out for less than two weeks, so it has the advantage of being fresh and new and of the moment. When I checked the numbers, however, I discovered my new baby was outsold this week by a 175-year-old tome that I added to my modest publishing stable 13 years ago.

I much prefer the original title of Henry David Thoreau’s little essay, Resistance to Civil Government, to its shorthand name “Civil Disobedience,” which is an abbreviation of its subtitle, “On the Duty of Civil Disobedience.” Just a few dozen pages long, it packs a gentle punch that influenced the likes of Gandhi and Martin Luther King and has rightly endured for the better part of two centuries.

“I heartily accept the motto, ‘That government is best which governs least,’ and I should like to see it acted up to more rapidly and systematically. Carried out, it finally amounts to this, which I also believe: ‘That government is best which governs not at all.’”

In February 2012 I ventured to do my part to ensure Thoreau’s words continue to survive, by publishing an edition of Resistance to Civil Government along with an introduction I had written, titled “‘The definition of a peaceable revolution’” after the author’s intention not to pay taxes to support the war du jour, which in 1849 happened to be a war with Mexico.

I’ve sold a handful of copies every year over the ensuing decade plus three, and I added a few pages by quietly adding Ralph Waldo Emerson’s essay “Politics” to the back of the thin book. Both men tolerated government only to the extent that the state supported the dignity and rights of the individual, a philosophy I wholeheartedly  endorse.

And so I was only a little disappointed when I called up the report to find that bookstores ordered more copies of Resistance to Civil Government last week than See the World! If I was asked to choose which of the two books to place on every bookshelf, it would be the proverbial no-brainer. Thoreau has changed the world in ways I have not, and I am proud to have my edition on at least a handful of shelves here and there.

Not that I wouldn’t be tickled to have some people purchase See the World! along with a fresh copy of Thoreau …  

A statement of purpose

I’ve begun the process of rebranding my non-fiction books, which are all an outgrowth of my blogging life, with covers based on those of the last two, A Declaration of Peace and See the World! The first of these was Refuse to be Afraid.

The book encourages us not to let fear cloud our judgment, because fearful people do silly things like surrender bits of freedom to others whose main interest is not our well-being. A central theme is H.L. Mencken’s warning, “The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, most of them imaginary.”

Most of these hobgoblins are other people. But people have more in common than not — the desire to live in peace, prepare our children to live their own lives in peace, to be safe in our homes, to HAVE homes — and the fear mongers wants us to believe those things are in constant peril.

My book — my mission — is to reassure you that we can live in peace and without fear. Billions of people have trillions of interactions every day, the vast majority of them honest and peaceful. The deviations from this pattern are so rare that we might go a lifetime unaware, except we have regular alerts about this deviant behavior — we call them newscasts.

It’s a public service, but by calling regular attention to these rare non-peaceful and/or dishonest interactions, they create the illusion that these deviations are more commonplace than they really are, and they make us more fearful of one another than we need to be: “I’m David Anchor, XYZ News. Good night and be afraid. Be very afraid.”

The central figure of many people’s faith advocates for a different mind set than fear. He boiled his message down to two basic tenets: Love God, and love your neighbor. He also suggested we need not be afraid of one another if we choose this path of love, because we are all neighbors.

From the start my books have tried to expand on that theme — Refuse to be afraid. Be conscious of the miracles around you — see the world! Live at peace with one another. It’s going to be all right. Rejoice and be glad, because gladness is infectious.

The subtitle of my third non-fiction collection, A Bridge at Crossroads, is “101 Encouragements.” All of my writing is an attempt to encourage — to say that if we love one another, it’s going to be all right.

I’m not naive. I know that some of the hobgoblins are real. But some of the most sinister hobgoblins are the ones who point fingers and say, “Look! A hobgoblin!” They purport that someone else is an existential threat — that is, a threat to our very existence — when their actions reveal themselves to be such a threat.

For the most part we have nothing to fear from one another, and we lose nothing by treating everyone we meet with love and respect — even the suspected hobgoblins; it drives them crazy when we refuse to fall into the trap of fearing one another.

Refuse to be afraid. Free yourself from the web of fear. Dream of a better world. That is what my books are all about.

Retirement plus 31 days

One month into this retirement thing, I am mostly content. It’s wonderful not to have to tell someone, “I’m sorry, but I have a day-job thing that night.” It’s wonderful that most of the deadlines in my life are now self-imposed. It’s wonderful that I don’t have to leave my canine friends for hours almost every day of the week anymore.

I wish I had focused more on accumulating a life’s savings, but on the other hand I won’t be starving, and I should have a roof over my head with my name on it, for the foreseeable future. The key to having all that you want is to want what you have, and I am especially content on that score.

I still waste more time than I ought, but it’s almost exhilarating to know that it’s all my time to waste. And I can stop at any moment and start on something that is not wasting time, not busy work, and not insignificant.

Of course, I find significance in much that you might find insignificant, and vice versa. That’s just another of the miracles about this new life.