THE SPIRIT OF BROTHERLY LOVE
As we were getting ready to spend our weekends away from the rush that is our daily lives, or perhaps were already taking that drive up to the cottage, the news wires announced that another Russian submarine was in trouble.
Almost 5 years to the day that the fateful accident struck the Russian nuclear sub Kursk in the icy Barents Sea, another sub was stranded on the bottom of the sea. This time, the drama was unfolding off of the coast of Kamchatka. As with any accident underwater, time was of the essence.
Shortly after the news broke, it was announced that Britain, Japan, and the United States were all rushing manpower, expertise, and equipment to aid in the recovery of the sub and its crew.
Usually, as we saw with the Kursk, man’s pride can rise to the surface to prevent logical conclusions and courses of action. There are suspicions of the ‘other side’ which prohibits us or them from allowing any sort of militarily capable craft into our spaces. There is national pride which says that “if the Americans can do it, so can us Soviets.” These attitudes usually prevail, leaving most of us wondering where our humanity has receded to. It is a most depressing environment.
When the international effort began to take shape to rescue the men of the Russian AS-28, and people of different nations put aside their trivial fears and nationalistic machismo, it was absolutely uplifting. The seven sailors in that sub who were running low on oxygen and were counting out the remainder of their lives in hours probably were as unconcerned with who got to them first as any man ever was. They had all of the time in the world to think of loved ones, to consider the paths that their lives had taken, and to consider where they were headed.
Such tragedies unfold throughout the world daily, but most go unnoticed. It is so inspiring to see the odd instance though that men forget what flag they live under and just do what is right. They become brothers of the same race, the same spirit, which is love.
Many times I ask myself why we can’t all get along. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if this incident were indicative of how we always acted? It seems that all men in power are not as great as the ones whom we have at present. Not all leaders embrace love, but instead embrace hatred, greed, and bitterness. Such a shame, as we have the power to do so much good if we only wanted to.
My hats off to all who coordinated and took part in the retrieval of the lives who were imperiled on the ocean floor.