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FENCE POSTS: Spring 2017

author: Dan Needles / illustrator: Shelagh Armstrong

FencePosts spring 2017

True Confessions from the Ninth Concession

THE TURMOIL SOUTH OF THE BORDER has morphed into a freeway chase that just won’t stop. We stare wide-eyed as the Trump machine takes out lampposts and climbs the sidewalk, wondering how and where this will all end. But at some point, for our sanity, we must find a way to tear ourselves away from the screen and return to our lives.

It is a natural instinct for humans to want to occupy a knowable, controllable universe, to shrink things to a scale we can comprehend. But trying to understand this post-factual world has become exhausting and ridiculous. We look for ways to bring the fever down, but sitting by the bird feeder with a warm cup of herbal tea just doesn’t cut it.

Therapists who treat patients for anxiety disorder often use a technique called “grounding.” They put a rock in your hands or a piece of wood and ask you to describe what it feels like. The physical sensations of cold stone and the smell of the wood pull you back to earth and calm you. My friends in the Native community tell me that whenever a kid gets into difficulty, the first thing they do is put a coat and boots on him and take him out to the bush for a few days.

For my own part, I discovered at an early age that people who work outside with their hands tend to be more grounded than the rest of the population, and I have always sought out their company. Cattle farmers were my therapists then and still are. Farmers have their fits and furies, to be sure, but because there is no such thing as a post-truth cow or an alternative- fact chicken, they tend not to spin off into strange territory the way politicians and hedge fund managers do.

That’s why, whenever I feel anxiety building to an uncomfortable level, I pull up a chair at the Table of Truth in Paula’s Pantry or join the G-4 meetings at Gramma Giffen’s lunch counter. These are hangouts for people whom the humorist Garrison Keillor once described as Happy Lutherans, folks who don’t obsess about fine points of doctrine the way their dark and brooding cousins do. If they do speak up during a debate, it is usually to ask a question like, “Hadn’t thought about it either way, but if you’re coming on Sunday, would you bring a hot dish?”

A few days after Trump was elected last November, I attended the Landowner Appreciation Event at my local conservation authority. Awards were handed out to volunteers who have been working anywhere from 10 to 50 years to restore the water quality of the river, and they were celebrating that the river once again supports a sport trout fishery. It struck me that this was real change. Real change is always slow, incremental and very quiet. It does not come from places like Queen’s Park, or Ottawa or Washington. It happens when a group of like-minded people get together on a Saturday morning to pull old tires and bedsprings out of a river. The evening reminded me that the arc of the moral universe may be long but it does bend toward less stupidity and more civility.

Then I spoke at an event held to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the Lennox and Addington Museum. Ten thousand items documenting the history of one of the oldest parts of Ontario have been carefully collected and donated over the years by volunteers of the historical society. The volunteers were out in force that night, fiercely proud of what they have been able to accomplish.

All these evenings made me feel better and reminded me that whenever collective trauma strikes, selfcare is the worst therapy we can give ourselves. We must be up and doing, as grandmother used to say.

Isolation is the biggest threat to our lives and there is only one way to deal with that. We must shoulder our way into a human community and try to do good work.

Editor’s note: Author and playwright Dan Needles was named to the Order of Canada in December 2014. The Award is the cornerstone of the Canadian Honour system and recognizes outstanding achievement and service.

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