I know there is a conventional science to interventions. But, from my limited research, consisting mainly of the A&E show, Intervention, and that one scene in Hoosiers when Coach Dale offers Shooter an assistant coaching job if he “sobers up,” they seem largely the opposite of what you’d actually want to do. A big surprise. A bunch of onlookers. A pretty strong suggestion that your life is in the toilet. And, I don’t care what a convention hall full of counselors say, an hour’s worth of “I feel” letters from sobbing family members, always seems to still scream, “You!”
Ultimately, there is this sense that the process is a good bit more about an expression of the intervenors hurt than the intervenees need for help.
As the Obama Administration and then Congress decide whether to intervene in Syria for the chemical attacks against its own people, which killed over 1400, some of this kind of political and moral self-announcement seems present.
Our globe is too small now to ignore cruelty and crime to civilians. And, chemical warfare is a particularly heinous cruelty and crime.
But, when our decision to intervene, delayed for days and weeks, turns over subtle distinctions in the way a mother and child dies — powder or poison, the choice begins to feel like its being made simply to say something self-righteous about us rather than sympathetic about them.
As with most policy challenges, and interventions, it’s a hard call.
Written and performed by theipoetlaureate. Music produced Haralduz7.
Today’s blong here:An Intervention