So we're halfway through the semester
and we've already seen a massive array of utopias. They've included
futuristic visions, shining cities, spiritual happiness, and island
paradises. It's been interesting, and so I wanted to share my opinions on where they sit on the spectrum. (The diamonds are color-coded to the text at the bottom.)
Now that we've examined all of these
different visions, I think my own idea of an utopia is coming
together. I want to look back at how my utopian vision has grown, and
I want to look ahead to see if we will ever get close to achieving
anything like it.
First, I'll give my definition of an
utopia:
- It is not perfect. Instead, it is a better place than where we are now.
- It does not have to exist in some sort of time or place.
- It either has some form of written constitution of the people or is ruled by a benevolent autocrat. It is one of these two extremes, but nothing in the middle.
- The people in it must be involved in some sort of activity for the betterment of others. This action can be physical or spiritual, but it must exist in some capacity.
Now on to my
personal utopia:
- Kindness is strongly encouraged. Most everyone participates in some sort of charity work.
- Vice is discouraged and frowned upon.
- Those in need of help receive it.
- Men and women work together to lead the household and society.
- Education is crucial, and most everyone participates in and enjoys some sort of thought-provoking activity.
- Some sort of philosophical study or relationship with the Supreme Being is encouraged.
- The leader(s) (either constitutional body or autocrat) are constantly reminded of the burden of their position. They do not fritter away public funds, waste time, or slack off on the job.
So, the big
question is: do I think any of this is possible? I think some areas
may be possible, but others certainly are not.
There's another
pressing question: do I believe that we will ever achieve an utopia?
At the beginning of the semester, one of my posts included a stanza
from W. H. Auden's poem, “One Evening”:
“O
stand, stand at the window
As the
tears scald and start;
You
shall love your crooked neighbor
With
your crooked heart.”
I still
believe in a utopia based on kindness and love, but another stanza
from that poem comes to mind:
“O
look, look in the mirror,
O look
in your distress;
Life
remains a blessing
Although
you cannot bless.”
Do I
think we'll ever be good enough to achieve a utopia where we help
each other? No, I don't, mainly because I don't think we're than
interested in doing so.
(Chart provided by the Dr. Heather Mitchell-Buck.)
