Pericles and September 11

Pericles: “The entire world is the tomb of ilLustrious men.”

Pericles: “The entire world is the tomb of ilLustrious men.”

Last year on September 11 I happened to be reading How to Think About War, a new collection of speeches excerpted from Thucydides’s History of the Peloponnesian War, selected and translated by Johanna Hanink. That day, just before my afternoon Western Civ class, I read the famous funeral oration of Pericles.

Some context: Pericles was an Athenian demagogue and a fervent anti-Spartan who, through the power of his oratory and his popularity among the demos, the mob of Athens, helped provoke war with Sparta. Pericles gave this speech—or a version of it, as this is Thucydides’s reconstruction—at a public mass funeral for the first Athenian dead of the war.

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It was a coincidence to have read that speech with that anniversary on my mind, but it proved a gut punch. I started class that day by reading the selection below, which I dedicated to those men and women who, on the morning of September 11, 2001, turned toward danger and gave their lives for others. I hope you’ll read this 2400-year old text with men like that in mind.

Having begun his speech with a lengthy explanation of what makes Athens unusual and worth fighting for (Athenian exceptionalism?), Pericles pivots to his eulogy for the dead hoplites of the city:

That, in fact, is the reason I have gone on at such length about the city: as a lesson in why this struggle means something different to us than it does to those who have no such good things to lose, and also to establish that there are manifest proofs for the eulogy that I am delivering over these men.

My most important points have now been covered, for it is the virtues of these men, and of others like them, which shed luster on those aspects of the city that I have praised.

In other words, rather than these men being heroes simply because they came from Athens, Athens is praiseworthy because it produces such men.

There are very few Greeks who would be capable of actually living up to their reputation as these men did. I think that what befell them offers both the first indication and the final confirmation of their worth, as it is only fair that valor displayed in war waged for the fatherland outweigh all other shortcomings. This right has cancelled out any past wrongs, for the service that they rendered collectively means more than any harm they did as individuals.

Their bodies stood fast in action and, in one brief and fateful moment, they gave up their lives at the very height not of fear but of glory.

None of these men’s resolve grew weak at the thought of their wealth and the sustained pleasures it promised, nor did any of them attempt to stave off danger because of poverty and their aspirations of one day escaping it and becoming rich. Instead they desired, more than anything else, to have vengeance against their enemies. And because they saw the risk that this would require as the most glorious one of all, with that thought in mind they resolved to seek their satisfaction and put off any other concerns. They consigned the uncertainty of success to hope and decided it best to have faith in themselves in the matter that was at hand. Understanding full well that their lot was one of resistance and suffering and not one of survival purchased by surrender, the one thing they fled was dishonor itself. Their bodies stood fast in action and, in one brief and fateful moment, they gave up their lives at the very height not of fear but of glory.

And later, on the same theme:

Though they gave their lives together, they each receive undying praise and the most conspicuous of all tombs—I do not mean the tomb in which they lie, but the one where their glory remains always unforgotten, whenever the occasion for words or deeds arises. For the entire world is the tomb of illustrious men, and it is not only the inscriptions on monuments at home that attest to this. Even in foreign lands there dwells an unprinted memory, carved not in stone but in people’s hearts.

This day, for me at least, has only grown more sobering the farther these events have retreated into the past. A lot has changed since then—much for the worse, if I’m being honest. But we have the tombs, the monumental memory, of the policemen, firefighters, EMTs, soldiers, and even ordinary civilians who gave their lives saving others that day. Now more than ever, as Pericles continues, we

must aspire to these men’s example: understand that happiness is freedom and freedom courage, and do not shrink from [danger]. After all, it is not true sacrifice when the dispirited lay down their lives, for they have already abandoned hope. Instead, the finest sacrifice issues from those who wager their continued happiness and have the most to lose if they fail. To a sensible man, at least, the disgrace incurred by cowardice is far more painful than death which comes imperceptibly, at a moment of great might and shared aspirations.

Do not abandon hope, and live in courage rather than fear. Hope and courage produced heroes like those who died nineteen years ago today. They can produce them again.