Showing posts with label harry potter. Show all posts
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Thursday, November 19, 2015

Hitler, Voldemort, Fear, Love, and Terrorism

You know what I think? I think terrorists like it when countries are so occupied with fighting against themselves that they can’t work together to present a unified front for combating terrorism. I believe that they count on all of us, as individual citizens, feeling isolated, terrified, and angry. Their success depends on our failure to act cohesively against them. How do you take out one of the most powerful threats to your cause? You break them down into their individual, weakest links, and dissolve their hopeful morale so much until the unified hatred you can offer them is the best option for solace they have – from the very fear which you manufactured and instilled in them in the first place. United we stand, divided we fall.

That’s what Hitler did. He showed the German populace that the Nazi regime was a valiant cause to protect German nationalism and the best interests of the people. He told the citizens of a fearful, war-torn country that he would help pull them out of the wreckage left behind from World War I. He gave the hopeless, vulnerable people something they could believe in. Then he twisted their well-meaning faith into brainwashing and persuaded many to support a message which was contrary to his original rhetoric.

He conveniently provided the German people with a scapegoat for their woes; an entire group of people where they could place the blame. He focused his arguments around how these people were different from the Germans – they were “others,” they were inferior, and they were most certainly worthy of hatred. Hitler stripped the Jewish people of their humanity, and he made doing so seem so trendy, that an entire country jumped on the bandwagon. And in case they weren’t so easily convinced, he had a militant regime of weapons-yielding marionettes ready to help enforce his hatred.

Hitler preyed on the Germans’ fear; he hooked them with illusions of a better life, showed them the actions they could take to make it a reality, and then he manipulated masses of people into fighting his cause for him – his cause, of violence and bigotry, convincing the German population to turn against themselves and fight their own brothers and sisters, resulting in the most death the world has ever seen from a single war – a war which dragged nearly every country in the world into violent death and despair. A war, started out of manufactured fear, and after which, FDR eloquently pointed out, "The only thing we've got to fear is fear itself."

Hitler was a real bad guy. He actually existed, he lived and breathed, and walked among places we can still visit today. But since Hitler’s time, fictitious bad guys have been based off of some of his qualities – his authoritative leadership, his implicit coercion and explicit threats, his dependence on fear and isolation among the masses. Take for instance, Voldemort.



Voldemort did much the same thing as Hitler, though Voldemort is a fictional character in Harry Potter. The reason why so many fans love Harry Potter and its characters is because it is so relatable – Voldemort is to the wizarding world what Hitler is to ours.
There is a scene, in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, toward the end of the movie, where the always-wise and unconventional Luna Lovegood tells Harry, “If I were You-Know-Who, I'd want you to feel cut off from everyone else. Because if it's just you alone, you're not as much of a threat.” And that’s exactly it. People like Voldemort (referred to as “You-Know-Who because people feared him that much) and Hitler understand this fact better than anyone else, because it worked for them. If a dictator – a terrorist – can successfully isolate the people whom they wish to target, then it is suddenly much easier to manipulate them. How does a terrorist successfully isolate people whom they wish to target, you ask? Well, historically speaking, it seems fear tactics are a pretty good place to start.


Voldemort murdered hundreds of thousands of people needlessly; he enslaved others to do his bidding for him; he held others hostage and tortured them for information. He was a pretty bad guy, in general. But how did he get to such a position of power? Fear.

He spouted rhetoric to the Pureblood witches and wizards of the world that they were superior creatures. He provided this fictional Aryan Race with a scapegoat of their own – the Muggles, and well, anyone with a blood status less than Pureblood. He focused on how people were different, strategically ignoring (and actually not even knowing) the humanity common to all. Voldemort told the masses that these people were “others,” they were inferior, and they were most certainly worthy of hatred. Sound familiar? He also had his very own legion of loyal, militant puppets with weapons (okay, wands) ready to enforce his hatred.

Voldemort showed the Pureblood witches and wizards of the world how Half-Bloods, Muggleborns, Muggles, house elves, centaurs, and pretty much every other living creature on the planet contributed to the bane of their existence. He promised the Purebloods their lives would be better if only they could wipe out these inferior creatures – do his bidding for him – and those most loyal to him (who committed the most war crimes) felt the safest from his own dangerous power. In hurting others, they felt they were protecting themselves from becoming targets. In fact, he invoked so much fear, that people were actually afraid of even saying Voldemort's name. However, as our beloved Hermione Granger points out, "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself."

Voldemort reduced the wizarding world to fighting against itself. He distracted great, intelligent witches and wizards from fighting the true evil – hatred, fear, and bigotry – by emphasizing differences among themselves and telling one group they were better than the rest. He robbed his scapegoats of their humanity, just as Hitler did with the Jews, and he taught the aggressors that they would finally have the power and respect they deserved, if only they could eradicate the world of its scourge of Muggles.

He did all of this by preying on the fear of Purebloods. He was able to convince one half of the population to murder the other by simply playing into the things that scared them most – losing their lives, their loved ones, their power, their reputation. Whatever the individual feared, Voldemort worked on a personal level to threaten, in order to rise to power. He did so by strategically disintegrating any remaining sense of community among witches and wizards. He made sure everyone felt alone and vulnerable, untrusting of those around them, and concerned only with protecting their own self interests. By fostering a toxic environment rife with uncertainty, fear, and hatred, Voldemort was able to manipulate full-grown adults into waging a war against themselves, against humanity.

Why is any of this relevant? Why am I sitting at my keyboard, passionately typing away in a blaze of fury about Hitler and Voldemort, drawing comparisons between the two and their fear tactics? I’ll tell you: Hitler and Voldemort were dictators, yes. They were also terrorists. They struck fear and hatred into the hearts and minds of millions. They both began wars with their respective worlds, born out of their own prejudices and bigotry. They manufactured fear in large groups of people, fear that did not exist before, and then they conveniently provided a solution to the problem they just created.

They told their audiences: “Look at how miserable you are! Aren’t you miserable? I know why. You are miserable because of this other group of people. They are different from you, and you are better than them. Your life is worth more than theirs. In fact, your life would be better if theirs ceased to exist. They are the cause of all of your problems. Hate them. Kill them. Follow me. I will help you in this cause, and together we will be happier without them.” They preyed on the fear of their audiences and brainwashed them into fighting an imaginary war which had real consequences.

This is what terrorists do. They terrorize. They create fear in others that never would have grown organically. They plant the seed of doubt in the minds of so many; and they water it occasionally, fertilizing it with hatred, bigotry, xenophobia, and transferring blame and responsibility to someone else. They tend to this garden regularly, and eventually, fear has grown to its full size. Then they harvest this fear they’ve created and nurtured from conception, and just like a vegetable, they use it to nourish themselves, to further their cause. Fear provides nutrients to terrorists. It is what they depend on to survive.

If you fear another group of people, who don’t look like you, speak like you, dress like you, or come from the same place as you, then you will likely turn to what is more familiar and comfortable to you. And what is easier and more comfortable for us than blaming someone else, who we already fear, for the problems we think we have?

Don’t let the terrorists win. They’ve already won too many battles before. Don’t let them create a feeling of fear inside of you that doesn’t need to exist. The best way to do this is by reaching out, facing that supposed fear. If you would only take a moment to recognize the humanity which resides in all of us, you would realize that people who are different from us are nothing to be feared. If you do not allow the terrorists to cultivate a shadow of doubt within you, then you will understand that we are all one common, human race; and that in hating our sisters and brothers, we are, in fact, hating ourselves.

The terrorists have planted the seed. They are encouraging it to grow. They’re counting on it for their harvest in order to survive. We can choose to believe their fear tactics and water the seed, or we can remain resilient in our faith in humanity, and resolve to be as hard to crack as the Kansas earth in the planting season.


There’s another scene in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix which comes to mind. Upon realizing the seriousness of the impending war, Harry remarks, “Even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have… Something worth fighting for.” Harry knows that unity among all is the answer, and he knows that Voldemort literally cannot feel love. That is why he strives so hard to achieve power through hatred and evil. But Harry understands that the solution for winning a war against terrorists like Voldemort is not fighting against a cause or a group of people. It's not fighting among ourselves which will win. The answer is fighting for all the things and people you love, with all of the differences between you which make up a united, differentiated front. Fear of others never had a chance to blossom inside of Harry, because he was too busy nurturing love for all.


Turning our backs on those who need help and lumping entire groups of people together as scapegoats is not only morally irresponsible, but it is playing directly into the hands of the terrorists. Fear in the hearts of the masses is the best tool they have for succeeding, and they know it. They're bloodthirsty for it. Holding love in our hearts, in place of fear, is our best weapon against them.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 8 (A Book You Love and One You Didn't)

Day 8: A book you love and one you didn't

It is actually very hard for me to think of a book I didn't like, because I generally like all the books I have read. That's why I read them. Plus, if I don't like a book I'm reading, I will just stop reading it. Right where I am.

I guess I could talk about a book that I read (an entire series, in fact) and continued reading even though I would realize later the many reasons why it was terrible. When I was in eighth grade (circa 2007-08) Stephenie Meyer had just published Twilight. It was quite the commercial success with girls my age, all doe-eyed and swooning over Edward Cullen. (This was before Robert Pattinson had been cast in the role, ruining the appeal of Cedric Diggory forever.) I remember borrowing the book from a friend; its paperback cover had been torn up and bent back by many of our classmates as it circulated through the hands of most of the pubescent, love-struck teenage girls in our grade.

I read through it ravenously, consumed in the life of Bella Swan and her grand misfortune of falling in love with a centuries-old vampire, pale and dreamy as they come. I was 13. I don't think much else could have been expected of me with a book so powerful in my young, impressionable hands. I read New Moon and Eclipse next, and finished them both just in time to force myself to wait patiently for the release of Breaking Dawn.

It really wasn't until the movies came out years later and I was a little older, that I realized many of the problems with the storyline. To keep it brief, I will make a list of the most obvious issues with Bella alone: codependency, a major identity crisis, and dangerously low self-esteem. I think it took the media doing critical thinking for me at a time when I was just following the trend of all my middle school classmates, to make me realize that perhaps there was something about the message conveyed by this story that was terribly problematic. But that doesn't mean that reading about the birth of Renesmee wasn't wonderfully bizarre and captivating at the time. (Until Jacob imprinted on her, then it got weird again and totally ruined Taylor Lautner for me, as well.)





As for a book I loved? I'm going to avoid being totally predictable and extra long-winded here, and not go with Harry Potter. Everybody knows I love Harry Potter, and I could go on and on and on about it forever. So instead, I will go with a classic of a little older age: To Kill A Mockingbird.

I remember reading that novel over spring break during sophomore year of high school. My classmates were all hacked off that our English teacher gave us any assigned reading homework over the break, but I was actually pretty excited about it. I was 16 and it wasn't like I had much else to do for a week. I'm a nerd, remember?

Anyway, I read the whole thing in just a few days. I can recall lying on the bed at my aunt's house, finishing up the last few chapters where Atticus goes to trial and presents his case that Bob Ewell was the one who actually raped his daughter, and that he was hiding beyond his own bigotry in accusing the innocent black man, Tom Robinson. I was totally engrossed in the literary genius that tied all the loose ends together. I can remember that I began reading aloud, like I always do when I get really sucked into a book, and the energy has nowhere else to go besides out of my mouth. My blood was boiling at the blatant racism of the characters and I got goosebumps from the empowering way Atticus didn't stand for any of it. I was enthralled by the valor and altruism of fictional characters, the same way I've been many times before.

When we returned to school on Monday, I was the only one who had finished the book over break. I was so in love with the work of Harper Lee that I didn't care one bit about being the only one in on the secret. In fact, I think I liked it more that nobody else knew how it ended. They had no idea what they were missing.

A person's favorite things say a lot about them. Especially those things like literature or music. I think it resonates with their experiences in life as well as the values they hold in regard to powerful cultural ideas. I once read an article online about how the Potter generation has been shown to be more understanding of differences, accepting of marginalized groups, and more likely to question authority rather than blindly accept it. I think that's totally true; and furthermore, it's representative of many other things to which I find myself drawn. Harry Potter and To Kill A Mockingbird are only two of the many powerful books that I love proudly and fiercely. They're some of my all-time favorites, and I like to think they're pretty good choices.

Saturday, October 24, 2015

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 4 (10 Interesting Facts About Yourself)

Day 4: Ten interesting facts about yourself

I don't really know what is to be considered "interesting," as it is a relative term. But I'll do my best.

  1. My birthday is on Valentine's Day. But barely. My mom pushed me out just in time at 11:38 PM.
  2. I was the youngest child for 15 1/2 years. Then my bratty little brother came along. I love him now. I didn't so much at the time.
  3. Je parle français. I took my first French class in seventh grade and studied abroad in France in 2014. I had never realistically considered studying abroad until about six months before it happened.
  4. I love Harry Potter. To an obsessive degree. More than Snape loved Lily.
  5. I won first place in the city spelling bee in eighth grade. My winning word was "mayonnaise". I got a blue ribbon and everything.
  6. I'm a feminist. I've been aware of it since the day I bought Full Frontal Feminism at Barnes & Noble in 2012. But I was one without knowing it for much longer.
  7. I don't want to have kids. Seriously. They're messy, expensive, and dependent. I have a little brother and three nephews. My mother and my older sister have done all the child-bearing and child-rearing for me. Now I just get to teach them cool stuff and buy them loud toys.
  8. I won a scholarship to go to college my senior year of high school. I'm a first-generation college student (and soon-to-be graduate). I still would've gone, regardless. But the money has certainly helped.
  9. My parents divorced when I was 11. That is a large part of the reason why I am very hesitant to get married.
  10. I want to travel the world so badly. It's gonna happen some day sooner than I think.