“Ah,
you may leave here for four days in space
But
when you return, it's the same old place
The
poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace.”—American rock ‘n’ roll
songwriter P.F. Sloan (1945-2015), “Eve of Destruction” (1965),
performed by Barry McGuire from the album of the same name
NASA’s successful launch of the Artemis II space program—marking America’s return to the
moon for the first time in a half century—was rightly celebrated as a
resumption of a scientific and technological marvel.
But I was also struck by
the conjunction of events in the above lyrics from Barry McGuire’s compelling
protest song of the mid-Sixties, as well as a repetition of that today.
Even
as the Gemini missions were taking the space program to another level six
decades ago, tensions were rising in the Mideast, as Israel and its Arab
neighbors confronted each other over control of water sources in the Jordan
River drainage basin—or, as McGuire sang, “You don't believe in war, but what's
that gun you're totin'?/And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'.”
Now,
even as so many eyes are lifted to the skies, the focus of so much of the world
remains on the Mideast, only this time shifting from the Jordan River to the
Strait of Hormuz, where America’s current President is unabashedly engaging in
“the poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace.”
Some
may wonder if the current war actually represents “the Eve of Destruction.” But
how else to interpret the current Oval Office occupant’s threat to bomb Iran “back to the Stone Ages, where they belong”?