United Nations Among Us

United Nations (UN) and North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO) often appear as toothless big name entities poising with diplomacy and peace possibilities, even while the nations roar in the so-called real world of power politics. This seems to be well illustrated by current war on Ukraine. Vladimir Putin of Russia dares NATO to intervene while Ukraine's President Volodymyr Zelenskyy begs neighbors within that same NATO to step up and show their nettle. This is on worldwide scale, and I do not presume to address strategically at that macro level. I remember some micro thoughts, however - some small thoughts with big names - that I cobbled together in recent years. Here are two samples. Small incidents, but perhaps good vantage for the big scenes?

July 10, 2014                             

UNITED NATIONS OF LAREDO

Texas is known for its independence of spirit, its 75 mph speed limit even on two-lane highways, its no nonsense judicial system regularly served by capital punishment, and a large complement of evangelical militaristic nationalistic churches who provide the philosophical/theological backdrop for all of this.

Recently, however, it was this Lone Star state which provided an exception to all the above.  I encountered an occasion of inspiration and inclusiveness. It was in the border town of Laredo that I was staged to pick up a load of Mangos. This fruit comes out of Mexico on Mexican trucks and then Canadian truckers transit the loads In-Bond through the U.S. up into Canada. Duly parked in the staging area of a Freight Forwarder, waiting to get loaded, another truck parked itself beside me.  I recognized it as Canadian, a Manitoba Carrier.  After brief introductory conversation with the driver on the pavement between our trucks I pushed my hunch and slipped into Low German, the language of Old Colony Mennonites.  Bingo, with a look of relief he slipped into the lingo of his mother tongue. That camaraderie was short-lived, however. In short order we were joined by another Canadian trucker, this guy from Ontario, an immigrant from the Ukraine still speaking with a very thick accent, and then another, this guy very likely a Pakistani living in Montreal, and then one more, likely East Indian but this fellow from Toronto, complete with turban, young, handsome and spoke an excellent English. Intrigued by this new circle, I took some leadership in accommodating friendliness and some inclusive conversation – also enjoyed my Mennonite friend’s full participation! Obviously he recognized that on this occasion our new little bond needed to include others. No more low german; at least not for a while.

Just as I had begun to describe a mechanical problem I was having with my reefer, my cell phone rings, and voila, it is the shipper! I am the first one to back up to the dock to get my load! Young Mr Turban also gets to back in right beside me. In a couple minutes there we are backed in and loading side by side. While the forklifts bump around in back of each of our trailers, I query him seeking some further wisdom re the problem I had just begun to talk about. He knows less than I do!  No problem, we enjoy some congenial conversation anyway.

Mercifully, then a miracle!  In the gathering darkness my indicator light begins to flash Green-Amber like a beacon across the parking lot. My reefer is in trouble and it is for all to see! Then I can hardly believe my good fortune. Our three other new friends still out there in mid parking lot break conversation and come on over!  Corporate diagnosis rapidly ensues! It is Mr Montreal, the guy with the oldest truck whom I had humored about extra skills he probably possessed because it takes know-how to drive an old rig! Indeed he knows his way; asks for a hammer – which I promptly procure from my toolbox. He looks strategically at my battery, taps and wiggles a certain terminal he's looking for, and presto, green light solid, temperature setting stabilizes, problem solved! Cheers! Right beside my truck there is laughter and chatter in all of our languages. Our new exuberance cannot be contained in our common English. Happiness; I'm also reminded of the Pentecost incident described in my Bible, speaking in tongues, Acts 2.

In addition to gratitude for this life-giving parking lot fix, I drive away from this Laredo shipper with a surge of goodwill and even inspiration. Here is an irony, given my Texas impressions above. Border town Laredo, the so-called dangerous place for tourists, just provided a perfect opportunity for this bunch of Canadians, all hailing from other countries and all sporting different accents and mother tongues, to not only briefly enjoy each other’s company, but also to participate in some healthy problem solving! All of us, in community fashion (dare I say Canadian style?) rise to the old-fashioned idea of being neighbors to one another.

I cannot but smile a cynical thank you to all the American truck stop CB rambos, those cowboy know-it-alls who pollute the airwaves with their words, words, blah, blah, and nobody listens. Right under their noses a few Canadians just discovered that United Nations is still alive.

 

February 11, 2022

UNITED NATIONS IN CALGARY

United Nations World Interfaith Harmony Week, locally organized and sponsored by Calgary Interfaith Council. I have now experienced this annual event twice. The C.I.C. “seeks to build a more just and respectful Calgary through deepening relationships across faith traditions, celebrating diversity and learning from and about each other.”

Not only an inspirational thing, this Interfaith Council, but doubly inspired by the persons who give it leadership. Each of these, obviously making a professional decision, requiring clear communication with and probably endorsement from their faith traditions, thereby multiplying the effectiveness of interfaith religious presence in our urban setting, and also greater purpose and likely peacefulness in the churches or mosques or synagogues or other participant institutions. As it says in the Bible, A little yeast leavens the whole batch (1 Cor.5:6).

Also of inspiration, Calgary’s celebrations attuned to the city’s trademark reputation of hospitality, goes well alongside Edmonton, our northerly neighbor, more academic.

And one more. Here also is illustration of the purpose statement highlighted above. Building more just and respectful Alberta cities through deepening relationships across faith traditions serves as a positive pushback against those who preach or practice religious exclusivism - truckers convoys, anti-vaxxers and other turmoils so prevalent today. A little leaven in two cities can impact the whole batch.