The delicate sound of the lawn mower
Its Monday morning. Beautiful weather. Time to pick the berries. We have a lot of red currant in the garden. Sun is shining, hat on and I go for it. It's peaceful until I hear a lawn mower in the distance. It's noise is dull. The distance muffles it. I tune it out. To the background where it belongs, but not long after a second noise starts. It's the neighbor this time. She is a thoroughly anti-dust person so vacuum cleaning takes about 3 hours. A steady whine that cats hate so much comes from the house. I sigh, unwilling to give up yet. Should I stop berry picking? Chances are that some time later things will be better. I sigh again. Well there is enough to do inside. Let's do it later!
Some time later I sit down again. The berries look good. Everything is peaceful. However my joy does not last long. Another neighbor discovered the joys of the lawn mower. Weather like this seems to attract it. My neighbor is half an hour into his job when another starts. It's like epidemics. One noise begets another. There is also the gently whine of circle saw. The lovely brrruum of the carting races. You can have all these joyful sounds of activity right in your garden. The air force makes my joy complete. They put some stripes in a cloudless sky. I am going to inspect my lawn mower.
A recurring theme in both the Netherlands and in Finland is country branding. As we all know Dutch people walk on wooden shoes, build windmills, put their fingers in dykes and use hash and marijuana every day.
Sometimes I like to do some myth debunking. One is about Dutch tolerance. Dutch tolerance is an ancient tradition that goes back a long way. To be more precise, back to the eighty year (1568–1648) when the Netherlands fought it's independence war with Spain. In the course of the war all kinds of religious feuds were fought. The fighting only stopped when the treaty of Westphalia was signed. After that we learned to respect each others religion. That was not easy. Dutch protestantism is full of split-offs because one priest was disagreeing with another about the interpretation of some text in the bible.
In many cases it was a volatile situation only mitigated by the fact that everyone knew the price of making quarrels. Communities lived side-by-side, not mingled. It kind of reminded about towns in the middle east where you had a Muslim quarter, Christian quarter and a Jewish quarter. So catholics and protestants did not mingle and also some protestants groups were living on their own island.
This gave eventually rise to what we call in the Netherlands the pillars of society. We had in the beginning of last century four pillars. Protestant, Catholic, Socialist, Liberal/Neutral. In this armed peace everyone had their own political parties, own unions, own newspapers, own broad casting companies, own schools, own insurance companies and even hospitals!! We lived together by creating different worlds. It was not easy to cross the lines. As a protestant you were expected to buy your stuff in protestant shops. As a socialist you better not visit a catholic cinema etc. The tolerance was based on not crossing the lines between communities. Romeo and Julia would be as dead in the Netherlands as when they were now in Verona. When I tell Finns this they look at me uncomprehending. The myth of Dutch tolerance is such that everyone thinks we were freely living side-by-side, but a hundred years ago that was hardly the case.
It is not like there have not been changes. The churches have been in slow, but steady decline since world war II. This has undermined the pillars of society a lot. Suddenly Romeo and Julia are getting married. What's more Mohammed comes along and brings Scheherazade and the kids. He does not belong to one of the already crumbling pillars. He wants his own Islamic island. He comes 100 years too late. The people of that time might have understood his desire for an own island. Now he simply will not get it. Dutch tolerance has changed. It now includes respect for women, rights for homosexuals, lesbians, trans genders, etc. It embraces the right to be different. If you don't like you are not welcome. That's not tolerant. That's setting norms. It is redefining the world between us and them. For Mustafa and Elske it will be difficult to live together when they have the weight of their communities on their shoulders. I hope that they can manage it and bring worlds together, because in this day and age mixing of cultures is our only hope to create a harmoniously integrated, pluralistic society.
PS: I recommend this article for further reading.