The Myth of the Loner
We’ve been listening to Austin City Limits Music Festival all weekend. Not that we’ve been on the festival grounds, but we easily hear all the bass notes and percussion through our walls, providing an underlying rhythm to our days and nights. This mosaic is a picture of music, even as the object, the CD, is becoming an extinct way to listen.
I’ve been considering the myth of the loner which has always been integral in our culture. The original figure of the loner was an individual doing battle single-handedly against evil forces, or against nature run amok. This is the cowboy-versus-the-storm theme of so many western paintings, and the subject of valiant battle scenes featuring the hero leading the fight for freedom over tyranny. Sometimes the loner was standing up for right against the howling mob, as in Abraham Lincoln standing up for freedom for the slaves. We have inherited mythic figures in cartoon form and science fiction. We still have Super Man to cheer. More recently, the public myth of the loner has morphed into the heroic figure of the self-made millionaire or billionaire who has the world for her asking. Whether the celebrity is manufactured for reality TV or is a long-term TV fixture, such as Oprah, we love the idea of someone competing and beating the rest of the world with only her dreams for armament.
Of course, there really is no winning loner, no one who has truly made it on his own. For each of us there is an entire army of family members, teachers, public servants, employers, employees, customers, donors, authors, manufacturers, spiritual advisers, friends, and neighbors who have either willed our little world into existence or, at the least, exhibited for us the path not to choose. We are trees sinking roots into soil fertilized from the molecules of once-living bodies that have gone before, and the larger the tree, the more nourishment it needs.
This tree represents the mythic loner in the landscape, having survived its fellows against all odds, and now dead from the effort. We look and conclude, “Never give up, be brave, succeed or die trying.”
wow, that music piece, so full of energy
Hi! Welcome back! Thanks for looking! I guess when you put several thousand litle balls on a piece of board, it becomes energetic. There has been a lot of audible energy around here this weekend in spite of the rain. I heard there were 65,000 people in the park yesterday.
The myth of the loner hero is certainly prevalent in our culture. Most every action movie has that theme to some extent. Why it is so appealing? Maybe we would all like to have the power to fully control our environment and our destiny. Seeing a loner hero movie may allow us to vicariously experience complete power and freedom and autonomy. Real life doesn’t provide us that luxury. We are part of a complex society, and must conform to all sort of rules and conventions and must be polite to that traffic cop who pulls us over for speeding.
The loner hero is a powerful figure. If we like the image, and if power corrupts, then deep down inside do we desire to be corrupted and free from all our societal constraints? It could be quite an unpleasant world if every single person was a loner hero.
Now that would an interesting idea for a movie. What is every character in the movie was a good-intentioned super hero, where each hero had a different view of what constituted goodness and appropriate behavior, and each super hero wass intent on having their view to win out? Lot’s of head knocking potential!