Coping with Uncertainty…

Government of the Self…
I was hiking with Mt. Travel Sobek many years ago in Eastern Europe. One day, we traversed the border between Poland and Slovakia before visiting a spa in Poland. The place had been a favorite of Russian leaders during the Cold War, and we were all curious about it.
The place was a large cement building with big busts of communist leaders out front. The structure was plain and sparse. We entered the building and walked down a long hallway. I noticed right away how much wasted space there was. The hallway was wide and tall—big enough for an army to pass through.
And so, it continued—large rooms after large rooms, grand and pompous, as if the spaces were puffing out their chests. I thought of Khrushchev pounding his shoe on the desk at the United Nations. This facility was sending a message, communicating grandeur and apparent strength. What was lacking was style, taste, and graceful artistry. It was a felt painting, not a Rembrandt or a Picasso. Where the sounds of Mozart might have resonated within the halls, we only heard the heaviness of a Wagner piece.
Later, we entered dark rooms made of stone and steel where a group of masseuses helped our group “relax.” My “therapist” was a grim, humorless woman who had worked too many years and was not paid enough. Sad and forlorn, she symbolized the structure she worked in and the oppressive Communist regime beyond its walls that had troubled and suppressed much of Eastern Europe.
Governments can easily become hidden centers of narcissism without proper checks and balances. Power can serve as a powerful drug that quickly becomes addictive. Once a government begins honoring its leader with grand monuments, parades, and awards, it’s on a dangerous path.
Compassion and understanding of a nation’s problems can fall by the wayside to greed and grandiosity. Power and wealth can become strong magnets that attract the minds of weak men, only interested in themselves.







