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Lost, Found: White Rabbit

August 27, 2008
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Time to go down the rabbit hole, into an odd Wonderland. But what kind of hole, what kind of Wonderland? The kind we’ve been set up for, in the pilot, with a tabula rasa, a walkabout.

Jack goes out to save a drowning woman, finds Boone, who has already gone out to try to save her. Boone is having trouble of his own in the water, and Jack brings him back to shore, even though he says they have to go back for her. By the time Boone is safe, it’s now too late to save the woman. Jack tries, but he can’t get to her in time. He wrestles with this, the loss. But what was he to do, let Boone die as he tries to save the woman? The doctor in him found something he could fix, and he did. He then tried to fix the second thing, and he couldn’t. Better fix one than risk nobody surviving, that seems to be what Jack thought. Perhaps reasonable? Kate: “You tried.” Jack: “No, I didn’t.” He says he decided not to go after her. When he acknowledges this to Kate, he sees his father in the water at the beach. In confronting something he doesn’t like about his own thought process, his past appears before him.

Michael tells Walt not to swallow the ocean water. Walt: “Why?” Because it’ll make you thirsty. “Why?” “Just don’t swallow it, Man.” More “because I said so” parenting, authoritarian, no reason given.

Sun wants to try harder to communicate. Jin says they’ll be fine — and he will tell Sun what to do. Does Jin fear connection because it might cause him to lose power over Sun?

Claire talks about astrology to Kate, says that people think it’s meaningless, and that’s only because they don’t get it. Just as Locke will eventually contrast with Jack, man of faith vs. man of science, Claire, Jack’s half-sister, seems to have a similar contrast, more apt to have faith than question with logic.

Jack blows off Hurley and Charlie who seeks his advice about rationing resources. “I’m not deciding anything.” “Why not?” Jack gives no answer, but it’s because he feels badly about losing the drowned woman. He lets a bad result get in the way of his using his natural talent for leadership — he hampers his own ability to lead because he can’t do it perfectly, thereby ensuring that he will continue to do it more poorly than he would like. A vicious cycle.

Flashback: Jack’s father talks about how he can come home and have a calm evening even when he loses a patient. “Even when I fail, how do I do that? Because I have what it takes.” He advises Jack to not be a hero, don’t try to save everyone, because when Jack fails, he just doesn’t have what it takes. Is it true? Jack has internalized the message. But it seems far more plausible that it’s not true at all, that Jack’s father needs to have Jack see himself that way in order to feel superior to Jack. Jack’s father attempts to hide his own insecurities but just ends up passing them on.

Boone in Jack’s face, questioning his decision, questioning who made him boss. Jack sees his Dad again, follows him into the jungle. He is following the rabbit down the hole. Interestingly, there seems to be a reference to The Empire Strikes Back, Luke going into the jungle to face his father.

Claire needs attention. Jack is not there to help, to fix. He is wandering the jungle, following the image of his father. But it’s probably good that he isn’t there to fix — he must confront something from his past in order to better know how to make things work well in the present.

He constantly sees his father’s back, as if he is following in his father’s footsteps, as if his father is leading him somewhere. Jack needs to get in front of his father, to put his father behind him so that he can lead his own life, literally. When he tries to lunge after his dad, he falls down a hill, hanging on for dear life at the top of a cliff. Only saved because Locke arrives. Significance: He cannot fight his father anymore than he can flee his father. He must resolve his past. Locke, who is more in harmony than the others, is there to save him, symbolically communicating this message — it is through harmony, not fight or flight, that he will be saved.

As Charlie talks to Claire, We see clearly on Charlie’s left arm a tattoo: “Living is easy with eyes closed,” a lyric from Strawberry Fields Forever. Claire talks about how the others don’t seem to look at her, a pregnant woman being a time bomb that’s going to go off at any time. She reinforces the notion that people live with eyes closed, denying what there is to see right in front of them.

Kate comes after Sawyer for the stolen water. Sawyer: “Seeing as you’re the new sheriff in town, might as well make it official.” He tosses her the marshal’s badge, as if she’s on the police force — the “wild” man critiques someone for acting the role of a civilized, force-wielding, order-preserving institution. But is this fair? Is she really the same as the police, or is that only true from the point of view of someone with Sawyer’s past, Sawyer’s mindset?

Locke tells Jack, this place is special — the others don’t want to talk about it, because it scares them. But what if everything that happened here happened for a reason? Jack says he’ll come with Locke, but Locke says no, he must finish what he started, because a leader can’t lead until he knows where he’s going. This brings to mind the previous images of Jack’s farther facing away from Jack. Also worth noting the Internal Family Systems model of the psyche, which poses that the Self must lead the psyche and help organize and guide other internal parts of one’s personality. The leader must possess confidence in order to lead others who may not be as confident, who must have confidence in their leader, their organizer. Locke has helped Jack stay on his own personal walkabout.

Following his father’s image, Jack is led to a waterfall. He finds fresh water despite not even having been around to know that the camp has run out of it — kismet, coincidence, providence. He also finds part of the wreckage, the cargo hold. There is a casket. He flashes back to the airport, being held up because of improper documentation for his father’s body. He says, “I need it to be done. I need it to be over. I just… I need to bury my father.” He is talk literally, but he far more profoundly needs it symbolically. But on the island, he checks the casket, and it is empty. Jack flies into a rage and destroys the casket. Is he angry that the body isn’t there and can’t receive a proper burial? Is he just acting out all his past anger at his father? Either way, it is a catharsis for him.

Jack returns to the beach, just as things are getting very heated as a result of Boone apparently having taken the last fresh water. He tells everyone that rescue may not come. “We have to stop waiting. We need to start figuring things out.” He’s saying that they can no longer hide themselves, no longer deny, must face what is there before them. “Every man for himself is not gonna work. It’s time to start organizing. We need to figure out how we’re gonna survive here.” He says that those who don’t want to come get water with him can find another way to contribute. “If we can’t live together, we’re gonna die alone.” He has had some kind of resolution inside, has integrated aspects that were once separate. He is now more keenly aware that the same thing must happen socially, that the group must come together, organize, because, on this island, no man is an island.

Sun tells Jin, “Thank you for getting me water today.” Jin: “That’s what husbands go.” Whatever else is between them, they care for each other — i.e., they have positive regard for each, and they tend to each other’s needs. They will need to learn how to care for each other in less easy, less obvious ways as well, so that they actually both feel cared for and loved in general, not only in isolated instances.

Jack tells Kate, “My father died in Sydney.” Kate: “I’m sorry.” Jack: “Yeah, I’m sorry, too.” Even this early in the series, we’ve seen enough to know he has good reason to have dislike for his father. Much more will be revealed later. And yet, despite all this, he doesn’t hate hi father. He is capable of missing his father and regretting his father’s absence, his father’s death. In that sense, his father is still there in a positive way, despite dying. That, indeed, is something that will shed some light on Locke’s situation much later in the series — will Lock’s father’s death really let Locke move on? Will it really be sufficient? It seems doubtful. Moving on happen inside, as has started to happen for Jack.

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Lost, Found: Walkabout

August 25, 2008
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Walkabout — as Locke describes it, “a journey of spiritual renewal where one bcomes one with the Earth and derives strength from it.” As the survivors are all lost and trying to find themselves and the island represents in so many ways the Earth, it seems the entire series is an epic walkabout.

Noise, rumblings in the fuselage, waking everyone up. Jack assumes it’s Sawyer, lotting. Sawyer nastily announces to Jack, “Right behind you, Jackass.” A tiny moment, but one full of assumption, of generalizing, assume the worst of people, or at least assuming people will do what you’ve seen them do before. How times will this happen in the show? How many times does it happen in our lives? When so many of us are caught in patterns, doomed to repeat ourselves, it seems reasonable — and yet isn’t this inclination to assume one of the very things that keeps us in these patterns? All are afraid, but it turns out to be a boar — Locke smiles, recognizing that what was frightful is now the potential for food, for sustenance, that things were not as they appeared.

Sayid expresses concern over burning the dead bodies in the fuselage, without concern for their wishes, their religions. Jack may be right that there is no opportunity to sort that out. Worth noting who was sensitive to this, though — not just the Muslim, whose creed decries cremation, but the Muslim, the Iraqi, who knows very well how so many other misjudge people with these labels. The outcast knows better than any how important it is to be sensitive, inclusive.

Flashback: Locke plays his war game while at work. The culture that itself creates war does not allow its members to feel power, to struggle for survival. That can only happen in a game. One must leave the culture in order to feel true power, to truly survive.

Michael is going boar hunting with Locke. Walt: “Why can’t I come?” Michael: “‘Cause I said so.” Authoritarian parenting, no reason given. Does he respect Walt so little as to deny a reason, or does he respect himself so little because he can’t provide a good reason, and this is the only way to avoid confronting his own self-disrespect?

Locke tracking the boar. Noticing clues in the ground. Explaining the habits of boar. Using knowledge, skill, for survival. A sharp contrast with paper pushing as he’d done at home. There is something thrilling and threatening about his ability to do this. So many work lifeless jobs, making money to buy food that is kept from you unless you hand the money over. How many would keep doing this if they had the skills Locke had? How much of civilization would crumble if people left those jobs and could get food on their own like this? Here on the island, Locke can truly experience his own power and channel it toward life, no longer just a game. Those who abandon the game and do this in reality are a palpable threat to civilization.

Shannon needs to prove to Boone that she can catch her own fish. She invites Charlie to go for a walk. She gets him to catch a fish for her. Boone frowns on this. Is this the same or different from Locke? She has tracked her quarry, used her knowledge of its behavior, applied her skill to obtained food for herself. But in this case her quarry was just a man taken in by her wiles. Is it the same when one gets someone else to provide as opposed to providing for oneself directly? Are Shannon’s strategies threatening to or supportive of civilization’s typical power structures?

Jack doesn’t want to confront Rose who sits alone, but he convinced to because he is the one who saved her. He sits with her, and he manages to truly care for her, beyond his medical abilities. He acknowledges her desire to be alone and says it’s okay, simply suggesting that she take care of herself, drink. She doesn’t respond, and he says it’s okay if she’s wants to be quiet, they can just sit together. He is providing empathy and connection, stretching beyond his usual behavior patterns — and it does reach Rose, who opens up for the first time since the crash.

John’s flashback, he is annoyed with his boss, and says, for the first of many times we’ll hear the line, “Don’t tell me what I can’t do.” This line is particular interesting and resonant. The problem-based mindset focuses on what is not being done — the appreciative mindset reframes to focus on the many things that can be done despite what seems undoable, and in the process it often extends what is doable. Focusing on what one can do allows one to cultivate ability, strength, talent, power — just as we’ve seen John doing with the boar.

Several more resonances with this very significant line:

  • Telling someone what they can’t do is denying validation for that person, validation that may encourage them with what they can do as well as the validation they surely need in order to come to accept the things they truly can’t. One need not only talk about what someone can do — we can be there for someone, with empathy, when they are facing something they can’t. This, indeed, may help them grow to face, to do, after all.
  • Natural laws, defining how things work in the universe, in the world, are almost always able to phrased as a limit, as something that cannot be done. Light cannot travel more than a certain speed. Energy cannot be indefinitely conserved. Knowing this natural laws, though, enables tremendous amounts of accomplishment and activity. Non-living things do all they do by honoring these laws, as do non-human living things — and some humans. Only those humans which lament the limits imposed by the universe fail to see just how much potential there is within those limits, how much can be done.
  • The laws of civilized cultures often dictate what is forbidden, what “cannot” be done. However, prohibition and punishment fail to prevent those actions from happening. By focusing our laws and our justice systems on “what we cannot do,” we fail to foster the kind of activity we actually want, ensuring only that we get more of what we don’t want, and not much justice.

Compare Charlie and Hurley in their attempt to catch a fish. Comical compared to Locke. But what might they be able to do that perhaps Locke cannot?

Rose guesses that Jack became a doctor because of his caring way — but he says he was just born into it. Jack’s caring approach to Rose stands in very stark contrast to his medical work, in which he is known to have poor bedside manner. It is not a desire to care that led him to medicine, only a need to fix. Perhaps the caring side of him may lead him away from medicine. But toward what?

Kate tries to boost the transceiver signal, and the Monster comes, crashing down trees. Once again, the island does not want anyone to attempt to make the island visible to the outside world. Locke then sees the Monsters, appears to confront it, and it spares him. Do the Monster and the island sense something special about Locke, understand his appreciation for the island?

Rose says her husband is not dead. Jack tells her everyone in the tail of the plane is gone. “They’re probably thinking the same thing about us.” Once again, there are assumptions based on one’s perspective, failing to consider how things might look from another point of view. Immediately after this, Jack sees his father. Is there significance in this being juxtaposed with Rose’s talk, indicating that people aren’t really gone even though we thought they might be?

Kate returns with the broken machine and asks Sayid to try again. He becomes angry and frustrated that he must do so while lying to everyone who wants to know what he’s actually doing. He is upset about the deliberate deception. Will those who want to speak the truth get their say, or will they be pushed down by those who want the truth hidden? Will we be convinced to hold ourselves down instead of speaking our truths?

Jack tells Kate about the memorial and sees his father again — just as his father appeared before, right after Jack mentioned the memorial to Rose. Jack may seem unemotional about the crash memorial, but even for Jack much can be evoked by the prospect of remembering the dead. Right then, Locke, who’d been presumed dead when he didn’t return with the other boar hunters, appears with a dead boar. Not only did the Monster fail to take him, he’s returned victorious in his hunt. Someone thought dead turns out not to be — resonance for Rose’s husband, for Jack’s father?

Charlie takes a hit of heroin during the memorial. Must he himself to be present to death? What about when it runs out? Just like the antibiotics will run out and Jack will have new things to confront, so will this drug run out for Charlie. Just like batteries and lighter fluid will run out. Soon enough, more and more survivors will have more and more to confront.

Michael asks if Locke got any kind of look at the Monster. Locke says no. More lies, more deliberate deception about the island. Is he guarding his own private island experience? Is he sparing the rest something that may concern them? Either way, it will remain unclear whether good will come from the deception.

Flashback: Locke in the wheelchair after they’ve refused him to get on the bus for the walkabout. The event planners interpret things so literally — Locke can’t possibly walk about. But it’s a spiritual quest, not a physical one. Once again, Locke says, “Don’t tell me what I can’t do.” It’s then we see him on the beach, moments after the crash, and he can wiggle his feet. He has full functioning. He stands. Why? How? We don’t know, and neither does Locke, but his point is certainly proved — we can’t say what someone can’t do, lest we be proved simply wrong in light of new developments. Locke is up on his feet just in time for when Jack asks him for a hand. Immediately, his first act as a walking person again is to serve others. Back to the memorial, the wheelchair is in the flames, burning — Locke is moving past something from his past that restricted him.

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Lost, Found: Tabula Rasa

August 23, 2008
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Tabula rasa — the blank slate. The notion that people are born with nothing innate, “blank,” “clean,” and that everything we are comes from our experiences. Our modern conception of this comes mostly from 17th century philosopher John Locke, who also thought this meant that each individual is free to define the content of his or her character, to author their own mind, despite not being free to be anything other than human (and so acknowledging that we can never be fully blank). No surprise, the philosopher’s namesake character, more than any other crash survivor, represents this possibility, at least at the start of the series.

On Lost, everyone is already long since affected by many experiences. They are no longer as blank as they were at birth. But each day is blank, and they are free to author their own minds. Or are they? Those who are conscious about the possibility may strive to do so, those willing to confront the restrictions in their own heads. Will they take the opportunities they have to write new futures for themselves?

Charle says: “They’ll find us” and refers to satellites in space that can photograph a license plate. The outside world tries very hard to see all, to bring all under its purview. It uses high technology to do so. The survivors count on this, want it. The island has other plans.

Sawyer calls Sayid “Abdul” — more nicknames from Sawyer, and many more to come. This is a person who doesn’t acknowledge things for what they are. His nicknames symbolize the assumptions we all have about things, even when we aren’t giving them nicknames.

The group of hikers decides to lie about the distress signal, feeling that the other survivors will lose hope if they learn of a distress signal gone unanswered for 16 years. We have already seen deception — Kate keeping her criminal past quiet, for example. But this seems to be the first group decision to deceive, and the first time people have decided to deceive others about some aspect of their shared situation on the island. It is a conspiracy, the first of many we will see on the island.

Whatever we might think of larger conspiracy theories fans have about the nature of the island, these conspiracies among characters are among the most significant we can learn of for the show, because of the relationship between on one hand deception, hiding, fear, and on the other hand consciousness, awareness, trust, communication. Unintended consequences and vicious cycles will often appear when characters try to deceive, even as a result of good intentions. Lost repeatedly shows us the difference between benevolence — wishing others well — and beneficence — doing well for others. It repeatedly shows us how, just as is so pervasive in our global culture in general, benevolence often breeds maleficence, doing ill for others. Good intentions can pave the road to hell. The point isn’t to avoid good intentions, it’s to know how to make good on them. Learning how is a significant part of each character’s journey — in a sense learning how is the very point of these journeys.

Hikers camping. Boone takes Sawyer’s gun, and the group argues over who should hold it. Kate has a resentful face when the group decides she should hold the gun. It’s as if she doesn’t want to do that anymore, as if she wants the clean slate, to start anew. She will need to resolve who she’s been with who she wants to be. She will need to find a way to accept all of her past, carry forward with her what she values, and leave behind what she doesn’t. Perhaps it is only what she associates with guns and violence that needs to be left behind as opposed to the things themselves, which can defend, or provide sustenance, or various other real benefits.

Sayid, back at the beach, asks the survivors to gather electronic equipment so he can try to boost the transceiver’s signal — though his real motive is to discover the source of the distress call, not to send out their own transmission. He says there is a need to organize three groups, and each must have a leader. He is organizing, he is displaying leadership. But it’s not in conflict with any leadership that others, such as Jack, have already shown. Each steps up to the plate to get things done. Neither expects any special status or favors or benefits in return. It is leader as team player, just another role to play on a team in which everyone has a role, everyone has skills to offer, and some happen to have leadership skills. This is true leadership, and it is not hierarchical as “leadership” so often is in global culture.

Jack needs stronger antibiotics otherwise the marshal will die. Jack is using his knowledge, his talents, but he is hampered by the standard medical model, a model that believes it can fix anything and that more technology and drugs means a better or easier fix. The medical model itself forces a barrier upon his talents, limits what he can do.

Sawyer loots the plane. He tells Jack, “You’re still back in civilization. ” Jack responds, “Yeah, and where are you?” Sawyer: “Me, Im in the wild.” All very reasonable from the standpoint of those who prize civilization, since those who do envision the wild as a place where dog eats dog, where every man is for himself, where nature is red in tooth and claw. But is this actually how things are? Is this actually human nature outside the influence of global culture? Sawyer is one of the angriest, most antisocial survivors. We will soon find out that he is one of the people most hurt by the culture they’ve left behind. Couldn’t the fact of is having been literally left by himself as a child have led to his attitude of “every man for himself”? Couldn’t such hurts be exactly why people have these visions about life outside our culture, warping their image of it? Isn’t civilization itself filled with far too many people looking out for themselves? If so, could the truth about what’s beyond civilization be something very different from what most imagine?

Jin criticizes Sun for looking filthy and commands her to wash up. More dominance from him, more denial of the natural — more insistence on a culturally condoned order that includes keeping buttoned and keeping clean, both literally superficial traits. But then he says he loves her. More benevolent maleficence. He doesn’t know how to express his love to make her actually feel loved. Making her feel loved would be benevolence and beneficence combined.

Sayid is helping set up tarps to collect water. He knows these skills, skills for surviving outside of civilization, as a result of training he received in the military. Ironic, given that militaries as such only exist along with nation-states, the hallmark political structure of civilization. It’s as if, on some level, the culture beyond the island knows of its own potential weaknesses but reveals them only to a select few, only to those who are most trained to follow orders, to do the culture’s bidding, to not to question or comment. These are the people who the culture puts into situations in which they may need the skills to survive when the common power structures fail them — all to prevent the masses from being put in such situations. The cost of “freedom”?

In Kate’s flashback, the farmer Ray Mullen says to Kate about her leaving him and the farm, “I get it, you know. Everyone deserves a fresh start.” The tabula rasa, at least from here forward.

The wounded marshal wakes up to see Kate. He immediately tries to strangle her. She has done nothing in the moment other than be there beside him. He is living in the past, punishing her for no good reason right now, living out his own fears, his own righteousness. He is a member of a police force, another agency only possible in the nation-state. He doesn’t believe people deserve a fresh start. He believes people should be punished over and over for past actions — he is Javert to Kate’s Valjean. Most of the characters and audience might recoil at his action here, yet nearly all the characters are living out his very notion, continuing to engage in their own dysfunctional patterns of thought and behavior, punishing themselves over and over and failing to get past their past. When the one is seen to be the same as the other, then there is the possibility of progress.

Walt reveals Locke’s secret to Michael. “A miracle happened.” Michael doesn’t want him hanging around Locke. Walt wonders, “Why not? He’s my friend.” Michael feels threatened by a person who could possibly imagine this plane crash to be a good thing, much less a miracle. In the face of a threat, Michael’s reaction is, as with most of the characters, not to face it, but to deny it, to avoid it. He changes the subject: “‘I’m gonna get you’re dog back, as soon as it stops raining.” Boom, the rain stops, and we see him searching for the dog, sarcastically talking to himself about his promise, revealing it to have been inauthentic, just saying what Walt wanted to hear. There is a growl in the jungle, perhaps a polar bear, and Michael runs, abandoning the search for the dog Walt so badly wants back. It is as if the island, the bear, are presenting Michael with an opportunity to face the fears he needs to face in order to become the parent that Walt needs.

Charlie sees Locke whittling a whistle, and he uses the opportunity to dovetail into his own musical background. Several times now, Charlie has gone out of his way to conspicuously let people know of his involvement in a popular rock band. He seems badly in need of validation. If the many howling audiences for his band haven’t provided validation enough, can the reactions of his fellow crash survivors possibly satisfy? It is not his rock band experience but his fears that will require validation and acceptance.

Kate tries to light a fire on her own. Sawyer offers a lighter and she takes him up on it. Soon enough, these kinds of technologies from home will stop working. Are the survivors smart to make use of what they have as long as they can? Or are they hurting themselves by postponing learning how to get along without these technologies, using them up now instead of saving them for potential future crises?

Sawyer shoots the marshal to put him out of his misery, but he fails to kill. Is this merciful? He then wants a cigarette, but he can’t get the lighter to work. Technology has failed him — the gun, the lighter. Jack must now confront what he wanted to avoid — he must now finish the marshal. Is this a bad thing? Jack thinks so, but perhaps his insistence on the medical fix blinded him to the possibility that a doctor may actually be more caring and humane by putting a person out of their misery. He simply didn’t want to do any harm to his patient — but isn’t standing by while a patient suffers an unnecessarily long and tortuous death a kind of harm in itself? Not to those who believe that sins must committed actively, that omission is not sinful. But does anyone really think that? Sin seems beside the point — the question whether one can live with oneself if one refrains from doing something. Can Jack? Not in this case, not now that Sawyer has failed in his attempt.

Locke sits cross-legged on the beach. Calm, at ease. He blows his whistle, and Vincent the dog comes straight to him. No force, little effort. He has understood the situation and acted simply and effectively to make good things happen. He then allows Michael to take the credit for it so that Michael will look good in Walt’s eyes. Locke has no ego here. He has simply served the situation and is content to have helped the result.

Kate wants to reveal her criminal past to Jack, but he says, “It doesn’t matter, Kate, who we were, what we did before this — before the crash. It doesn’t really– Three days ago we all died. We should all be able to start over.” Jack acknowledges that the crash on the island can serve as an ego death for everyone, can help get everyone to the place where Locke appears to be in his egoless ability to serve. Jack seems content that the rules are different here, that perhaps what was considered criminal at “home” may not be here, or at least that whatever happened in the past should remain there as they all move forward.

Joe Purdy’s song “Wash Away” plays on Hurley’s headphones and serves as the soundtrack for the first unambiguously positive moments on the island. Sayid gives Sawyer a fruit despite their enmity. Michael brings Vincent back to a happy Walt. All seems calm and optimistic. The song tells us, “I got troubles oh, but not today… And I have sins Lord, but not today… And I had friends oh, but not today.” They’re all washed away, by the lapping waves on the beach of the island, in a sense. “And oh, I’ve been cryin’, No, no more cryin’ here.” Is the crash a disaster? The show tells us very clear here — no. The tabula rasa begins today — for those who are willing to write something new on their slate.

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Lost, Found: The MacGuffin Theory

August 20, 2008
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The moment with Charlie at the end of the pilot episode — where he asks his fellow hikers, in response to the French distress signal, “Guys, where are we?” — seems to be the question that launched a thousand theories. Indeed, one of the key phenomena surrounding Lost fandom is theorizing about what the heck is going on. The world seems rife with theories about the nature of the island. Purgatory. Hell. Heaven. Time travel. Aliens. Psychics. Nanotechnology. Countless variations on each of these, and plenty of others.

Step back for a moment. What is going on? Fans all debating, arguing with each other, speculating about something they aren’t really sure of, but claiming their rightness nonetheless.

Kind of like Shannon and Boone. Kind of like Sawyer and Sayid. Jin and Sun, Michael and Walt. Kind of like how there will soon enough be many additional couplings in the service of conflict and argument: Jin and Michael, Sawyer and Jack, Jack and Locke, Jack and Ben, Ben and Juliet, Ben and Locke, on and on and on and on. Fighting. Win/lose. Dichotomous thinking. A failure to put fears and the past behind in the service of working together to achieve harmony on the island.

Kind of like the the U.S. vs. Iraq. Or Iran. Or, in the past, Russia or Germany or Japan or Britain. Or the Union vs. the Confederacy. Or Russia vs. Georgia. Or South Korea vs North Korea. Or India vs. Pakistan. Or Christian vs. Muslim. Or Muslim vs. Jew. Or Capitalism vs. Communism. Or Conservative vs. Liberal. Or East vs. West. Or business vs. environment. Or work vs play. Or “man” vs. “nature.” And on and on and on and on. Fighting. Win/lose. Dichotomous thinking. A failure to put fears and the past behind in the service of working together to achieve harmony on whatever bit of ground, no matter how big or small, we find ourselves on with some other people.

Part of me is a sci-fi geek like so many Lost fans out there. The show gives us plenty of food for thought. The theorizing is interesting and lots of fun.

Part of me is a trivia geek in general. I love trivia. It’s fun to learn, fun to know, fun to explore and discover all the nifty little details of things. True of lots of things, and especially fun to do so in a world as intricate as that of Lost.

But there’s a reason it’s called trivia. It’s trivial.

There’s a reason it’s called theory. It’s not practice.

I’m just not so sure this kind of theorizing about the show matters much. Only one or a few theories will be consistent with whatever truth the writers cook up. But does it really matter which way it goes? If it’s aliens or nanotechnology or time loops or what have you, it will merely explain the physical reality of what goes on. Whatever the physical reality, it seems like there will be little bearing those answers could have on the symbolic reality, the emotional reality, the psychological reality of the show. It is on these levels that we stand to best understand what the show is trying to tell us, what bearing the show might have on our own lives. If this weren’t the case, then the show just becomes a complicated but shallow puzzle, devoid of any meaning for us — because we’re not going to be able to implement aliens or nanotechnology or time loops in our lives to make the same things happen for us. In that sense, knowing which it is simply can’t matter to us. But there very definitely are ways we can go on the same kinds of journeys as the show’s characters, journeys of resolution and growth, toward harmony and peace of mind. And that’s got nothing to do with those physical explanations. Nothing at all.

Making theories is about making meaning. We all do that all the time, and that’s certainly what I’m trying to do here in these writings on Lost. The question is what to make meaning about, and toward what end. So I hereby put forth the MacGuffin Theory of Lost. In case you don’t know, here’s how Wikipedia defines MacGuffin:

A MacGuffin (sometimes McGuffin) is a plot device that motivates the characters or advances the story, but the details of which are of little or no importance otherwise.

The element that distinguishes a MacGuffin from other types of plot devices is that it is not important what the object specifically is. Anything that serves as a motivation will do. The MacGuffin might even be ambiguous. Its importance is accepted by the story’s characters, but it does not actually have any effect on the story. It can be generic or left open to interpretation.

The MacGuffin is common in films, especially thrillers. Commonly, though not always, the MacGuffin is the central focus of the film in the first act, and later declines in importance as the struggles and motivations of characters play out. Sometimes the MacGuffin is all but forgotten by the end of the film.

The island and its mysteries are too central to the story for us to be likely to forget them entirely by the end. However, I’m not sure we’ll ever fully find out what the physical truth is about all of it. Indeed, as the show goes on, it becomes clear that other characters seem to have a lot more knowledge about the island than the Oceanic 815 survivors, but that even they may have apparent holes in their knowledge. Time will tell. But even if we do end up finding out the whole truth, I just don’t think it matters much. I believe the island and all its mysteries are a genuine MacGuffin. They are there as compelling plot devices to motivate the characters and advance the story — the characters’ story, the characters’ journeys. The details of the island may be interesting to learn at some point, but they won’t really have any implication for the show’s fundamental story, its fundamental meaning.

In the end, I think the point is to revel in the mystery, to participate in it, and thereby to learn to do the same for the mystery of our own lives. Because the moment you become too confident about your answer to a question, you become less open to other possible answers. That is the antithesis of learning. And if the complexity scientists are to be believed, and I think they are, learning is evolving, is consciousness itself. Life itself is learning. The secret to learning, to life, is to never institutionalize knowledge, to always live in the question, the quest, the seeking, the moving forward. To always be open to the novel. To always be willing to adjust oneself to restore one’s participation in the larger harmony of things. That’s living.

How can any of these things be done if we’re too content with our answers?

And how can we appreciate how much Lost can encourage us toward this kind of harmony for ourselves and others if we get too caught up searching for one right answer about the physical mysteries of the island?

I still like the theories and the trivia. I’ll still play around with them. Probably far more than would be best for me! It’s fun and enjoyable and engaging, and I wouldn’t dream of telling people not to do it. But I personally hope we don’t ever find out the full truth of the physical reality of the island. Because in the end, I really do think it’s just a MacGuffin. If we do learn the full truth at some point, though, guess what? No difference. It’ll still be a MacGuffin. So though I’ll continue to play with theories, I’m going to keep my focus on the fact that that’s not remotely all that Lost has to offer, because it has so much more for us. Lost is too profound a show to content itself to fulfilling its purpose by simply answering those mysteries. To settle for that in Lost is to deny the greatness of Lost, just as to settle for what’s comfortable in ours lives and deny our fears instead of overcoming them is to deny our own greatness.

Indeed, I’d daresay that, if there is a conspiracy theory to be found in Lost, it’s really on the part of the show’s creators. They are conspiring to suck people in with entertainment that is astonishingly compelling, but not merely to compel and to entertain. They want to suck people in just as the island sucks people in. Whether it’s the survivors and the island or the audience and the show, the point is to bring people somewhere they didn’t expect, somewhere they didn’t necessarily plan or even want to go but found themselves drawn to, needing to be there, to get more than what they bargained for, and to become the better for it for the rest of their lives. And because all of these themes and journeys work not only on the conscious level but also subconsciously, subliminally, archetypally, this conspiracy theory can be true even if the writers don’t realize that this is what they’re doing, even if this wasn’t their conscious intention. Their own subconscious minds would be active participants in the conspiracy, working on their own journeys by creating a show that impels others to do the same.

Lost is a great show by almost any measure. Its dramatic quality is astonishing. Its ratings are high. The phenomenon that surrounds the show is already legendary. But for all involved, from its creators to its audience, and whether anyone realizes it or not, the most significant greatness of Lost can only be achieved beyond the show itself. That, I think, is the real mystery of Lost, and it’s a mystery that can’t possibly have any one answer. It’s a mystery that is answered somewhere along the way, by every individual who is inspired by the show to engage in the questions of their own lives and seek harmony. Helping illuminate just how Lost can help us do this is what Lost, Found is all about.

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Lost, Found: Pilot, Part 2

August 20, 2008
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The proper critics will scoff — I remember my Environmental Sociology professor being horrified that I was going to go through Titanic in chronological order rather than thematically. After seeing the look on her face, I did a rewrite, and I admit it’s a better way to write criticism and analysis. But chronological is exactly what I’m going to tend to do with Lost from here forward, both because it’s easier and also because I think it may prove interesting to have a thematic analysis done in parallel with the show, everything emerging organically as things go, all the pieces clicking into place only gradually.

This episode, though, and consequently the pilot as a whole, ends with a very notable moment, one that has huge implication for how we understand the meaning of the show and the phenomenon that surrounds it. This deserves some real attention, and I’ll try to do it justice. But first, we start at the beginning.

The episode opens with the gang who found the transceiver trying to get it to work. They can’t. Once again, it’s the wanting to be off the island, but somehow they can’t. They don’t have it in them, or the island won’t let them. They need to develop those resources within — and/or work with the island until the island is willing to let itself be seen.

The first flashback: Charlie, after talking with Kate about whether or not he’s a coward, flashes back to being on the plane. His hands are shaking. Fear, or just a physiological reaction to needing a fix? The flight crew seem onto him, and he gets paranoid that they are going to come after him, so he bolts to the bathroom. There, he takes some of the drugs he has stashed in his shoe, as the crew are demanding he opening the door. What do we learn here? Two things. First, in flashing back to this after considering his cowardice, we know that Charlie is on some level aware of the truth about drugs and addictions in general — that they are a refuge for the fearful, covering up their fear with something else. Second, we learn that civilization has no patience for fear — the flight crew is after him, and he ends up even more fearful now, fearful that they will punish him. Civilization can’t help the addicted, the fearful, in the refuges they take, because civilization is the very cause of them needing that refuge.

Shannon is sunbathing. Boone tells her he is helping others sort clothes and asks if she’d like to help. She blows him off and then ends up berating him for thinking too highly for himself. She is so disconnected from others that not only can she not help, but she needs to blame someone else, make someone else feel bad, because of her own inability. What fear is she not facing?

Jin makes Sun close her top button when Michael comes around searching for Walt. More controlling behavior between dominant husband and passive wife. Also, though, it is an act of embracing freedom outside civilization, met with civilization swooping in and reasserting its restrictions on healthy human behavior.

Michael, who had lost Walt, finds Walt in the jungle. Walt was comfortable walking off on his own into the unknown. Michael was afraid to do so. He scolds Walt: “What’d I tell you after everything that’s happened? …. You listen to me, I mean what I say.” Michael has not yet confronted his own fears, and so the jungle is a dangerous place. There seems little doubt that Michael may have real love for Walt, but he doesn’t know how to make Walt feel loved. Walt has perhaps not yet become as fearful as Michael, and on some level Michael resents that fact, reacting with authoritarian parenting that’s sure to push Walt eventually toward repeating the cycle of fear. Is it a coincidence that all of this happens just as Walt finds a pair of handcuffs? Definitely a symbol of authoritarianism, dominance, punishment, imprisonment and fear from a culture that is full of these things, that has an ever growing inmate population, and all despite its knowing the science that shows that punishment is not as effective as reward in modifying behavior, and neither as effective as simple validation and empathy when it comes to fostering intrinsic self-esteem. Parenting, no doubt, will prove to be a significant theme in the show, just as parenting is an absolutely crucial factor in the real-life repetition of vicious cycles — and in the real-life breaking of those cycles.

The first real fight between characters occurs between Sawyer and Sayid after Sawyer accuses Sayid of crashing the plane. To sum up these characters in single superficial words, we have, from Sawyer’s standpoint, the Patriot vs. the Terrorist. From Sayid’s perspective: the Redneck vs. the Iraqi, a national designation filed for Sayid with cultural but not ideological meaning. What fears cause people to make generalizations, to automatically assume that the “other” is the enemy? To make someone to be “other” and not part of “us” in the first place? Soon enough, there will be extremely significant developments in the story in terms of people branded as “others” and assumed to be enemies. It is the dichotomous, win-lose thinking that is inherent to civilization itself, so often filled with us vs. them scenarios.

Sawyer’s negative assumptions about Sayid are so strong that he sarcastically says, “Great!” when Sayid offers to help with the transceiver — much like Shannon needing to put down Boone’s attempts at helping others. When Hurley then tries to transcend us vs. them by saying, “We’re all in this together. Let’s treat each other with a little respect,” Sawyer lashes out at Hurley, calling him “Lardo.” Sawyer’s is, indeed, an overreaction, just more of the same from him. But there is something very significant about Hurley’s own response, made all the more clear when he subsequently says to Sayid that Sawyer is a “chain-smoking jackass,” and then again when he reacts with silence to the revelation that Sayid was in the Republican Guard — the “other” side, “them” — during the Gulf War. Hurley may be “right” that they are all in it together and ought to treat each other with respect, but inside he thinks lowly of Sawyer — he disrespects Sawyer. To have truly treated Sawyer with respect would have required empathy and validation for Sawyer, even in the face of Sawyer’s overreactions and prejudices. That would have stood a chance of calming Sawyer down and getting him on board, seeing everyone as “us.” As it stands, Hurley did more harm than good — he knew an important truth, but was incapable of expressing in a way that could be embraced. That is, in a way, as bad as not knowing the truth in the first place, but on some level it’s even worse — to know it and be incapable of living it out. Indeed, to the “jackass” comment, Sayid says to Hurley, “Some people have problems.” Sayid may only likely have meant Sawyer, but this statement will hold true for everyone here, including Hurley who has already betrayed his own wish for respecting others, and certainly including Sayid himself.

Sun finds Kate on beach, stripped down to her underwear. In light of the buttoning up, she must be jealous of a woman who feels free enough to do this. Sun wants to be free of her cultural restrictions. But despite so much being left behind, off the island, those restrictions remain with her. They are in her head — and in one’s head is the only place something needs to be for it to be, or at least seem, real. The same is true for everyone and all they carry with them from their pasts. Until they each resolve their issues, even if they had only the clothes on their back, they would all remain threats to the island, they would all still embody the encroachment of dysfunctional civilization.

Kate wants to hike with Sayid to send the transceiver signal from high ground. Jack discourages her: “You saw what that thing did to the pilot.” Fear is present once again, fear of the unknowns on the island now making even Jack afraid to attempt to let civilization know that they are there. He advises her: “if you see or hear anything, run.” In the face of anything truly life-threatening, such as an island monster, this is, indeed, good advice. How often, though, do Jack and the rest run when their lives really aren’t threatened?

Jin slaps Sun’s hand for touching the food he’s preparing — dominance turning into violence, a tiny violence that few equate with the plane crash but that is in ways culturally connected. He heads off, she unbuttons — the will to live, to be free, is still inside her and takes any chance it can to be seen, even if the sight must be kept hidden from some, like Jin.

Hurley refuses Jin’s offer of food: “I’m starving, but I’m nowhere near that hungry.” The most obese of the survivors, likely the person with the biggest appetite, shows us that what is “food” is defined by culture, and that culture can teach us to do things that fail to support our own lives.

Shannon tells Boone: “That guy from the gate, he wouldn’t let us have our seats in first class. He saved our lives.” This echoes the ancient Taoist story about the farmer, whose neighbors kept saying that things that happened to him were “good luck” or “bad luck,” but they seemed to always turn out to be wrong. Prizing the comforts and trappings of first class turned out to be not so worthwhile — the “bad luck” Shannon surely saw it to be at first has turned out to be something else. Isn’t it possible that the “bad luck” of crashing on this island could also turn out to be something else for everyone?

Wailing to Boone about the fact that she’s “been through a trauma here,” Boone can only point out that they all have been through the same trauma, and “the only difference is you’ve taken time to give yourself a pedicure.” This is too much for even Shannon, who decides to step out of her comfort zone and go on the hike with Kate and Sayid. She may be doing it for less than fully noble reasons, to show up Boone in some way, but she is doing it. Like Kate stitching up Jack, here is another survivor moving out of her usual behavior patterns, starting the kind of journey the island may require of the survivors.

The hike begins, and we see the struggle they have scaling the mountain, the incredibly steep landscape. To hope to be seen by the outside world, they must literally do what they imagine of their situation — put themselves “above” the jungle, rejecting what is “beneath” them.

On the beach, Locke is fiddling with a backgammon set. In the face of all going on, Locke is able to play a game, to think strategically, to devote time to a skill he enjoys. Jack has also had an opportunity on the island for this, using his medical abilities to help others, but Locke is the first to do so outside the bounds of the crisis. He’s the first to simply live his life here. (What about Shannon’s sunbathing? Probably not — more of an escape from the situation rather than a taking advantage of it.) When Locke catches Walt’s interest, he offers to teach Walt the game. “Two players. Two sides. One is light. One is dark. Walt, do you want to know a secret?” We don’t find out just yet what the secret is, but we have seen dichotomous, us vs. them, win vs. lose thinking already. Is the secret that this kind of thinking is just game-playing, not real life and certainly not harmony? That might be a secret worth passing onto kids. Locke, the survivor most in harmony with the island, is now trying to spread that harmony — and serving as an alternative parenting figure, a role model for Walt as child and, though he’d not admit it yet, Michael as parent.

After tasting Jin’s food, Claire feels the baby kick for the first time since the crash. She’s so excited, she wants him to feel it, but he doesn’t want her to put his hand on her belly. He somehow seems to think it’s not appropriate, not acceptable. On top of the button incident, it’s another rejection of the natural — indeed, another rejection of the female body. The dominance he expresses doesn’t flow a sense of good in men but a sense of contempt for women. Underneath, he is probably afraid of the life-giving power of women, and more broadly he seems afraid of connection.

On the hike, there is a grunt, an animal. Kate: “Something’s coming.” Charlie: “It’s coming toward us, I think.” Sawyer shoots it — a polar bear. The mysteries keep compounding on this island, but so far, all the mysteries — the terror in the jungle near the beach, the monster who killed the pilot, now the polar bear — they all seems to be beasts, monsters. The hikers deny it: “That can’t be a polar bear.” But these things are here — and they’re “coming toward us.” They may evoke fear, but on this island, these things must be confronted.

Sayid believes that Sawyer is the criminal being transported by the marshal. The tables have now turned, and Sayid is making the assumptions. Sawyer says, “Fine, I’m the criminal. You’re the terrorist. We can all play a part. Who do you want to be?” Oddly, this statement subverts Sawyer’s own assumption of Sayid as terrorist, as if he knows these reactions are all based on false assumptions and fear. But old habits die hard. Sawyer will moments later say of Kate, “I know girls like you.” But Kate responds, “Not girls exactly like me” — she knows that these are just more false assumptions and generalizations on Sawyer’s part. As they get to know each other better, the characters will force each other to question their early assumptions, to confront what they are here to confront. They will do this for each other just as surely as the island does it for them and just as they will, in doing so, be reciprocating, doing it for the island.

In Kate’s flashback to the plane, we see the tail section rip off. We now know that the plane is broken into three main parts. The front section goes down in the jungle where the pilot was killed and the transceiver retrieved. The tail section seems gone, and we’ll later find it went into the ocean. The middle section is on the beach and holds the bulk of the main characters in the story. The pattern seems significant. The middle section survivors find themselves on the beach, that liminal place, between the ocean which drowns and the jungle with all its unknowns, monsters, etc., threatening death. These are the very two places where the other parts of the plane, the parts surrounding the middle, end up. As of now, there are no survivors from the front — most dead in the crash, the pilot killed by the island. Could it be that we’ll find something similar of the tail? All dead? Or many dead, and the rest having a far tougher time than those in the middle of the plane, and several killed on the island? Indeed, is it a coincidence that, by the end of Season 4, the only “tailie” who isn’t either dead or captured by the Others is Bernard, who was only in the tail to use the restroom, i.e., someone who “belonged” in the middle? There may be some meaning here about being in the middle, between extremes, between “us” and “them,” something about balance, harmony and some middle path that the survivors must learn to walk.

On high ground, Sayid gets a bar, a signal. He tries to transmit, but he can’t, because of the French distress signal. Shannon, who we already know to have low self-esteem, denies her ability to translate, but she is convinced to try. We learn that someone else is or at least was on the island and needs help. The others this person was with are all dead. “It killed them all.” Boone says, “That was good,” validating Shannon, supporting her attempt at translation — at using communication skills — as a contribution to the group. Shannon’s journey is progressing. But in the meantime, the group is left in greater fear, yet another mystery, another threat.

In the face of this, the last moment of the episode is Charlie asking the other hikers, “Guys, where are we?” This bookends with the first moment of the pilot as a whole, Jack’s opening eye. Both of these moments seem to ask, what is it that the survivors must wake up to, open their eyes to? Clearly, there is something significant about the nature of the island — “where are we” — that all will need to make conscious. And clearly, there are a lot of Lost fans in the world who are trying to figure out what’s going on. This is what I mentioned at the beginning, the thing in need of some real attention. Indeed, it’s so deserving that it gets its own post, the first but not likely the last that won’t direct cover a particular episode. Read on.

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Potluck Now Using PrimePress Theme

August 18, 2008
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Over time, somehow some things had been getting a little quirky and error-prone here, plus I’d been thinking that a cleaner theme might be nice for the site.

Today, I upgraded to WordPress 2.6.1 and switched to the PrimePress theme designed by Ravi Varma.

Things should run faster, and content should be easier to read. Hope you enjoy.

Lost, Found: Pilot, Part 1

August 17, 2008
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(If you haven’t read the introductory Lost, Found post, you might get some value from doing so, but maybe not, it’s up to you!)

Right out of the gate, in only the first half of the pilot episode, we are exposed to most of the main themes and ideas that will run through the series. As with the series itself, everything is only embryonic at this point, but the seeds are there.

As I do these episode-by-episode commentaries, as much as possible I’d like to stick with the one episode at hand. I’m also generally not planning on turning these into impeccably organized essays or brilliantly argued theses. Like the series, I’d rather take one step at a time and let the bigger picture emerge gradually as time goes on.

Since I’ve already seen the series through the end of Season 4, though, until I’m caught up, everything I say will have the benefit of hindsight. More sense can be made of things earlier on than could have been upon a first viewing — and none moreso than this first episode. And since I’m just setting out, I want to get off to a good start. A sort of orientation, like the videos at the Dharma Initiative stations, giving some idea of what’s ahead without telling the whole story.

This, then, is sure to be longer and more organized than most or probably any other episode commentaries. What seems to need to be talked about here at the outset, a few key overarching themes, should make clear just how profound and potentially important the series is, or at least how profound and potentially important it could be — and so why I think it worth trying to understand the show on these levels. Let’s break things down into the fundamental problem, its causes, then the solutions that can see us through it.

The Problem: Vicious Cycles and Unintended Consequences

It is too early into the story to see any vicious cycles playing out, but soon enough we will start to see them. Plenty of them. Nearly every character is caught in one or more ruts they’d like to get out of. Likewise with unintended consequences — too early to see them, but nearly every storyline will be rife with them. Knowing that this is what lies ahead — and knowing a bit about the nature of these things — we can see the seeds right here from the start, in the very inciting event of the series: a plane crashing on a seemingly deserted South Pacific island. The airplane is a symbol of civilization, and Lost will prove in fundamental ways to be a story about the clash between civilization and all that is beyond civilization.

To understand this and what it has to do with vicious cycles and unintended consequences, we really need to understand what civilization is. It’s not humanity as a whole. It’s not culture as a whole. And it’s certainly not just the finer things or our highest achievements. Civilization is a social structure, one marked by hierarchy and driven by expansion. It has spread nearly all the world round, so defining our lives that we aren’t even aware that anything lies beyond it, that there even could be alternatives to it — and this despite it being inherently dysfunctional and unsustainable.

Make no mistake, it’s not that civilization is bad or worthless. Civilization brings many great things, things many of us value and enjoy. But it also brings nearly all of the things we think of as social ills — it brings nearly every vicious cycle and unintended consequence we’ve ever heard of. When we see these problems, we think, ah, let’s fight it somehow, then we’ll be okay. But few see that it’s a package deal — in civilization, the things we don’t want are by-products of the pursuit of the things we think we do want. Strive more for “the finer things,” and there will inevitably be unintended negative consequences somewhere. Try to hold those negative things back without addressing their cause, and we’re likely only to create a vicious cycle.

Vicious cycles and unintended consequences can and do exist outside civilization, but there they are usually corrected for soon enough. In civilization, there is much that conspires against our seeing the connections that would allow for the necessary corrections. The result: civilization is filled to the brim with vicious cycles and unintended consequences, and they just keep escalating. The same can be said for the characters in the show about each of their own lives — and, not surprisingly, each of their own personal ruts can be traced to more widespread patterns in civilization itself.

It will take the entire series to fully understand and elaborate on all these connections, but for now, in the beginning, the plane crash itself serves as the starting for our journey toward that understanding.

The airplane is a technological marvel, the vehicle that allows flight — it represents both literally and metaphorically the heights that our civilization can reach, the peak of civilization’s ability to go global. And yet, despite air being the fastest and safest form of travel, the airplane isn’t perfect. It takes much fuel to run — and in our present world, where non-renewable fuel prices rise and rise, we are keenly aware of the problems associated with this. It puts pollutants in the air — again, something we are more aware of than ever in this globally warmed world. On top of this, air travel is not fail safe — things can go wrong. And when they go wrong, they can go spectacularly wrong.

And things certainly do go spectacularly wrong for Oceanic 815. The passengers imagine they have hit turbulence. Later, we will learn that it was electromagnetism that brought the plane down. Either way, the plane is no match for the forces of the world beyond civilization. It becomes a death machine. People die in the air. People die in the ocean. People die on the beach. The detached jet engine lying on the sand sucks people in. The hovering wing crashes, causing explosions that kill more. On this island that represents the world beyond civilization, on this beach, a liminal place at the edge of the oceanic source of all life, technology and lives are wrecked and devastated when civilization encroaches.

The violence of civilization and its unwelcome status on the island become more clear when Jack, Kate and Charlie go into the jungle in search of the cockpit with the hope of retrieving the transceiver. Here, the “monster” comes for the first time, and the pilot becomes the first casualty not of the crash but of the island itself. Why? He is the pilot. He is the person who most represents the plane, and the plane most represents civilization in this invasion of the island. He is the emblem of the overall threat to the island posed by these newcomers who are themselves caught in countless vicious cycles. He sits in the front of the vehicle, the most phallic part that penetrates through space, pushing forward, attempting to fulfill civilization’s notion of manifest destiny. As head of the flight crew, he also represents hierarchy, inherent to civilization itself. All of this must be countered by the island, and so the “monster” turns the tables, dispensing with the pilot, dispelling this primary symbol of civilization that has arrived with the plane. The world beyond civilization shows civilization who’s boss.

Some say this show is a metaphor for a post-9/11 world, a world in which we grapple with new possibilities of violence and enmity. This may be a truth, but it’s not the whole truth. It’s as short-sighted to say this is what the show is about as it was for some to say that the Star Wars prequel trilogy was a critique of George W. Bush. Yes, Anakin echoes Bush’s “with us or against us” soundbite — but this phrase goes back at least as far as Jesus. Yes, the story is very much about a democracy giving special powers to its leader and then having a difficult time getting those powers back and restoring freedoms. But George Lucas had Hitler in mind. The point isn’t that saying so badmouths Bush. The point is that this story goes back at least as far as Julius Caesar.

Lost starts with incredible violence because civilization is inherently incredibly violent. Violence, death, tragedy, terror, vicious cycles, unintended consequences — all are part and parcel of civilization itself. They have been since the start. The plane crash symbolizes all of this. And just like the plane, the bigger (and faster) they are, the harder they fall.

Georges Santayana said, “Those who cannot remember the past, are condemned to repeat it.” Civilization knows plenty about its history, and yet somehow it keeps making the same mistakes. And the same can be said about the characters. It is not sufficient to remember the past — one has to go beyond remembering to understanding the causes of those cycles, committing to do something different, something that doesn’t create unintended consequences that come back to hurt us. But when the violence, the vicious and the unintended are inherent to civilization and so strong a part of the characters’ daily lives and ongoing thoughts, committing to change means committing to the unknown, and that’s a pretty scary prospect. That, then, leads us to the next main theme.

The Cause: Fear and Denial

The survivors are in a deeply traumatic situation. The plane breaks apart mid-air. It crashes. They are on a strange island. Nobody will come for them, and they will have to deal with countless unknowns, some far more strange and terrifying than anything they could imagine upon hitting that beach. In response to this violence and trauma, fear is a natural response. But fear is difficult to face.

Despite everything going on, though, Jack doesn’t seem afraid. He tells Kate about his first solo procedure in residency, where he accidentally ripped his young patient’s dural sack. He says, “The terror was just so… crazy, so real… and I knew I had to deal with it. So I just made a choice. I’d let the fear in. Let it take over. Let it do its thing. But only for five seconds, that’s all I was gonna give it. So I started to count. One, two, three, four, five. And it was gone. I went back to work, sewed her up and she was fine.”

In that moment, he knew he had to deal with his patient, do his job and try to save her life. It was not something he could or wanted to avoid. But the same is true of his fear — it was too big in that moment for him to repress it, to ignore it, to act in spite of it. In the face of necessity, he knew he had to face his fear. So he let it in, and he experienced it fully — he “let it take over.” In doing so, in honoring and embracing the fear, it disappeared and he was able to do what he had to do. Kate is concerned that she’d have run for the door, but Jack says he doesn’t think she would, saying, “You’re not running now.” In this moment, Kate, too, does what is needed.

Later, in the encounter with the “monster,” Kate is overwhelmed with fear of her own, worrying that the monster is coming for her. But she does what Jack did, counting to five. She lets the fear in. Afterward, she is still somewhat shaken and on guard, but she is soon able to function well. When Charlie shows up and says Jack is gone, the rain stops, and Kate is calm. The sky is now clear, and so is her mind. She is certain they must go back for Jack, and she is calm and resolved about taking this on.

When Jack faced his fear, he saved a life. When Kate faced hers, she was able to reconnect with Jack. Positive benefits came from facing these fears.

But how often — and how effectively — will the characters face their fears? When there are strange and deafening noises from the jungle, trees crashing down, everyone on the beach is terrified. They have no idea what’s in there, and it seems incredibly threatening. In this moment, none truly face their fear of what it might be.

Some fears are overwhelming, indeed. But in the end, we only face the fears that are both too powerful in the moment for us to repress and that we perceive as standing in our way of something deemed necessary. Jack and Kate did so in this episode — but there will be many times in the future that they and others will deny the need to face those fears, just as those on the beach don’t truly face their fear of the “monster” in the jungle in that moment.

This is what denial is — it is denial of the need to face something that, in fact, would be beneficial to face. It is denial that there is even something there to face at all. It is allowing a fear already long ago repressed to have its say in the present, and it is taking that fear’s word at face value and letting it become our own voice, so definitively that we may not even realize that there is any fear there when we speak with that voice. As long as we feel that we get valuable things out of whatever happens when our fears hold sway, even if those many problems come along for the ride with those valuable things, we will not see that the fears are there, and we will not see how much better off we’d be if we faced them instead.

We are clear by now just how central this notion is to the show, how characters keep failing to solve their problems effectively, how they often make things worse, and how they often fail to take advantage of opportunities for redemption. These people will keep making the same mistakes — just as civilization does — because there is great fear inside that causes them to deny the alternative.

Is Jack really not in fear on the beach, dealing with the injured from the crash? Or is it just a controlling part of him taking over, repressing some real fears? Is Kate really free of fear in the jungle after the attack on the pilot? Either way, the jungle is there, the woods of the great fairytales, filled with darkness and unknowns. Everyone must go into the woods, as Jack, Kate and Charlie did to find the transceiver. In there, they must face their fears, their own dark places inside, as Kate did after the attack on the pilot. They may not fully dispel their fears in any one incident, but each time a bit of it is faced, it will be that much easier to face the next bit, and then they will be on the path away from dysfunction and the vicious cycle — the path to finding themselves.

But when civilization provides a real threat to the island, sometimes fear must take the reins. Sometimes certain things must be denied and kept unknown to certain parties. The island is ignored, denied by civilization, thought of by the survivors as a worthless place, a place to leave. They do not see its potential. But as long as they don’t, the island has a difficult time with them. The island itself might just assume they leave, yet this doesn’t seem possible without endangering the island itself.

When Jack, Kate and Charlie find the pilot, he says that nobody knows they are there, that “they’re looking for us in the wrong place.” The island is simply not the place civilization thinks to look for solutions. The island itself is denied. But until people are ready to embrace the island, the island must keep convincing civilization to continue to deny it, to ignore it. Here is one more reason the pilot must die — he has knowledge of the transceiver, of how to contact the outside. The island does not want to be known.

There is, then, a mutual fear. The island — and, we’ll later learn, some people who better understand it — rightly fear the crash survivors. And the survivors certainly fear the island. But all of this is only because the survivors fear themselves, or, more to the point, deny that they even have fears of their own that must be faced for their own good. Only for those who threaten the island, who want to deny it, is the island a scary place. And only those who haven’t faced their own fear can threaten the island, thinking it a place not worth being, wishing it didn’t exist, wishing they weren’t there, wishing for rescue. The island needs the survivors to overcome their fears for its own sake, not altruistically for the sake of the survivors themselves. When the survivors do so, when they find themselves, perhaps then they may find peace with the island. And when enough of them find it, perhaps they will be able to have it off the island, and perhaps the island itself may no longer be in danger.

But how can this kind of progress be made?

The Solution: Care and Connection, Consciousness and Communication, Chaos and Complexity

Fear is natural. It is only when fear is denied that it becomes excessive, out of touch with reality, and therefore dysfunctional. The way to keep fear manageable is to allow for its experience, to honor it as it happens, to help each other in facing it. And the path to that is through care.

In the wake of the crash, we see people giving much care to each other. The first person we see is Jack, the doctor, whose very job it is to care for people. Later, we will see Hurley care for the pregnant Claire. Kate, who says she has only ever used a sewing machine before, will stitch up Jack, the one who usually only helps others and accepts no help for himself. Michael will speaking caringly to his son Walt. Though she will refuse it in this moment, Boone will attempt to provide care for Shannon. Though it will be misguidedly infused with attempts at control, Jin will express care for Sun. We know where these failed attempts at care will lead — people have their demons to face. But the caring impulse itself is key to getting each other through their hard times, past their fears.

It not only helps people past their fears, it builds connection. The survivors are a mass of individuals, only a few already having meaningful connections, and even those connections are often tainted — as with Boone and Shannon, Sun and Jin, Michael and Walt. Even the plane itself breaks apart — the tail separates, then later so does the front with the cockpit. Fragmentation and isolation are the order of the day in civilization. It is only when people can overcome their fears, stretching to care for each other, that they will be able to find wholeness as a group — and within themselves.

How, then, to build the courage to stretch and overcome? By becoming conscious of what’s going on inside of ourselves. This is so key that it informs the very first image we see in entire series — Jack’s closed eye, suddenly opening. The series seems likely to prove to be fundamentally about waking up, about opening one’s eyes, no longer denying, starting to see what is actually there in front of us.

At first, it will be scary. We’re likely to fumble. Indeed, in the show’s very first flashback, Jack is drinking, and is even given additional alcohol by a flight attendant — followed directly by Charlie’s running past them down the aisle, and we know where he’s going. We will soon see many flashbacks for many characters, always learning about their baggage, the things that cause them to keep fumbling, the things they must overcome, some of which even go the extreme of addiction, itself maintained by the most extreme forms of denial. And Jack, whose own open eye opens the show, soon tells us that he blacked out upon the first 200-foot drop of the plane, while Kate then reveals that she saw the whole thing. Will Jack falter more than Kate, by turns opening and closing his eyes to the truth? Is Kate more willing to face things? How often will various characters numb themselves, through substance abuse or otherwise? How often will they take out their own frustrations on others? Such is the drama and difficulty of the journey. However many steps and false starts are involved, though, we cannot face our fears without being willing to see them for what they are, otherwise we will just remain asleep, eyes closed, unaware, numb and out of touch with life.

Consciousness, though, is not an end in itself. When we become conscious of something important that had been hidden, we can help others learn as well. Communication becomes paramount. Some things can be communicated without language, as Hurley seems to simply by being there for Claire. Some, though, require more. Shannon clearly needs more than a candy bar from Boone. Does Shannon need to learn how to better accept care when its given, or does Boone need to learn how to better give Shannon what she actually needs? Both have some learning to do about how to communicate better so that they can give and receive care in ways that make a difference for each other.

Jin and Sun provide more clarity about the importance of communication. In this episode, they seem to be the only ones who don’t speak English. The inability to communicate with the rest make them alienated. They will shun the rest from their shelter when the rain begins — there is no room for them to become part of a meaningful group when they are looking out for themselves so much, but there is no way for them to get beyond themselves if they cannot communicate with anyone else. The same will hold true even between them. What problems might they be having in their marriage, and how much do these troubles relate to their failure to speak the same language, literally and symbolically?

Yet there is Jack, on the beach, going up to perfect strangers to talk to them, to get them helping each other. It seems so obvious it goes without saying. But it can’t go without saying. This is precisely the sort of thing that must be made conscious.

If we can become conscious of how we subvert ourselves, sweeping those things away through care, connection and communication, within ourselves and with others, then we can finally reach a state of harmony. It would be the kind of harmony, though, that reveals the island to be not the unknowable, messy place we think it to be. Not chaotic in the general sense, but chaotic and complex in the scientific sense. Organic and emergent. Orderly in the profound way that a cell or an organism or a ecosystem is orderly, infused with incredible and dynamic order throughout, as opposed to the more superficial order that civilization tries to impose on things like a grid of city streets or the rows of crops in an industrialized farm. We would become aware, once again, that we are part of the world, that we always have been part of the world, and we would go and flow with things rather than against them, participating in that profound order, co-creating it.

Past the chaos of the wreckage on the beach, the lifeless sand, we’d find ourselves embraced by the very different kind of chaos of the living jungle, a true participant in the life of the island. Like Charlie after the wing falls and a piece of the plane drops next to him in flames, keeping his cool, not even flinching. He notices it, knows he is safe, and he moves on. Perhaps he is in shock? Maybe so, but his reaction is one of awareness, of adaptation. He doesn’t make a bigger deal of it than it is, because there is no point in doing so, and he moves on once he knows it is dealt with. The musician appropriately expresses harmony in this moment.

Yet Charlie has his own journey to take. He can stand the dropping wreckage, but when the sky opens up with a powerful rain, he is concerned about whether this “end of the world” weather is normal. Jin, likewise, is intent on keeping sheltered from the storm. But John Locke remains at peace. He doesn’t race for cover the way so many of do in a knee-jerk reaction to rain. He looks right up into the sky, facing the rain, opening his arms to take it in. He’s the one who smiled at Kate with an orange wedge in his mouth when she took the shoes off a corpse so that she could trek into the jungle. She embraces life by taking those shoes, a life as vibrant as the bright orange shining in John’s mouth despite the death all around, despite the death that had just moments ago worn those shoes. Through these two small actions, and no dialogue at all in this entire first episode, Locke, whose own journey will be one of communion with the island and so pivotal to the overall story, shows us very clearly that harmony may not always be what we think of as pretty, but it always serves life, and it is always to be celebrated and embraced.

Getting Lost

Lost presents us with crisis. Indeed, there will be crisis after crisis. Some will be easier to deal with, and some will be extraordinarily difficult. The key to understanding the show, though — and the key to understanding our own lives and how to create positive change for ourselves — lies in recognizing the oft-mentioned fact that the Chinese characters for the word “crisis” can mean both danger and opportunity.

How will the characters handle crisis, trauma, fear, problems? There may be danger in certain paths, but if they are willing to face that danger, they will find greater opportunity than they could otherwise. They will follow a path toward redemption, resolution, freedom from the fears of the past, peace of mind and harmony. They will get there by realizing that their comfortable homes may have been comfortable, but they were not really home. They will get there by getting lost. But they will not find themselves as a reaction to getting lost, they will find themselves through getting lost. Through that they will find their true homes.

Now we’re in the territory of people like Joseph Campbell, who show us the common ground across countless stories from countless cultures. The characters in Lost are each on their own hero’s journey. Some will succeed, some will fail. Some will help others, some will subvert others. On some level, this is what every story is about. Few, though, are as direct as Lost seems to be about this being what’s going on. In making this so clear, few may have the potential that Lost does to transcend itself and actually inspire its audience to similar journeys of their own. Then again, similar things could be said about other stories that have gained countless fans but have truly inspired only a few, with most being content with the vicarious experience of an audience member. Can art do better than that, inspiring mass change? Can Lost do that? This may be the most important mystery as yet unsolved for the show.

There will be other themes that come up as the series progresses, some absolutely crucial, paramount to grasping the story. Like the show and like these themes already introduced, these things will become clearer later on and just can’t make sense at this point. Like the characters with their fears, we’re not ready to face everything yet. But these broad strokes I’ve outlined here point us in the right direction on our journey to find meaning in the story. In the end, by understanding what happens through the characters getting (becoming) lost, we will find ourselves getting (understanding) Lost.

“Getting Lost” could have been the title of this series of writings, but then the title wouldn’t really have told us anything. Hopefully “Lost, Found” does.

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Lost, Found: An Ongoing Look at the Meaning of a Landmark Television Series

August 16, 2008
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I’d resisted watching Lost for a very long time. Television had become less important in my life, and other things demanded my time. Taking on another hour-long series just didn’t seem wise. I’d hear about it. And what I’d hear was intriguing. But I’d never seen J.J. Abrams’ other lauded television work — like Felicity, and another show that I’d bypassed despite its appealing to me: Alias. And he wasn’t much on my radar for his film work.

But then, post-Lost, I started warming up to him. Mission: Impossible III was creative, exciting, and understandable — moreso on all three counts than either of its predecessors. Then, a few months ago, I saw the movie Cloverfield, produced by Abrams and written by a key Lost writer, Drew Goddard. I’d heard this was a love-it or hate-it affair, and I found myself immediately loving its innovative way of telling a story.

Then, recently, Entertainment Weekly named Lost one of the top ten classic television shows of the last 25 years. The Summer had just begun, the few shows I did watch regularly were on hiatus, and Season 5 of Lost wasn’t due to start until January. With DVDs of Seasons 1-3 available from the library and all four seasons streaming online for free, I found myself compelled to take it on and catch up in time for the new season. My wife and I decided to take it on.

This morning, we caught up, less than two months after starting.

The show is astonishing. There has never been a series like it on television. The drama, the conflicts, the three-dimensionality of the characters, the labyrinthine mythology, and the incredible ways they tell a story. The flashbacks and later the flashforwards, nearly always revealing something thematically relevant to the ongoing main storyline, made this show truly come alive, adding tremendous depth and richness.

As I watched the stories progress, I found myself noticing things that interested me greatly. Things that resonated thematically with me. This was only natural, because I tend to look for meaning in stories, and particular meaning at that. I’d tread this territory before, writing essay and papers on what I felt to be new looks at the meaning of different films and television shows, like Star Wars, The Incredibles, Monsters, Inc., The West Wing, A.I.: Artificial Intelligence, Seinfeld, Titanic. In a number of these, I felt like I really had something. But with several others, I felt like I was putting something there that really wasn’t.

But Lost was proving unique, showing me some things I really can’t remember seeing in a movie or television series, much less one so popular. And also uniquely, for the first time I’m really seeing these things in an ongoing way, and with a piece of work that is still in progress. The jury is out, but plenty of people find the show worth talking about now, on the way, rather than waiting until it’s over to reflect in hindsight. And there is so much to say, or at least so much to pose.

Seems like it’s worth trying.

And, addicted as I now seem to be to the show, with a good five months left until the next season starts, my wife and I find ourselves interested enough to watch the whole thing yet again, to mine its depths in preparation for moving forward.

Well, my gosh, what better opportunity to really look carefully again to see what’s there, or what I think is there? So here begins an ongoing look at the show. Over the next few months, I’ll go progressively from beginning up until the end of Season 4, and once Season 5 starts, I’ll follow the rest of the show along as it goes. And we’ll see what’s we can be found in Lost.

I may often refrain from much of the usual stuff people discuss about Lost. So much has been covered already, I don’t see much point in trying to reinvent the wheel, especially since I’d probably be worse at it than others have been. I’m going to focus on the meaning of the show from the standpoint of, well, the things I hold dear — the Potluck perspective. Of course, this perspective I’m taking dovetails with many others, so I’m bound to tread a good amount of territory covered by others. If it serves my purposes, I’ll go into commonly seen themes and mysteries and theories and details and reviews of acting and story and such and whatever else others go into elsewhere. But hopefully any retreading I do will only be in the details — hopefully the big picture I’m trying to paint will be unique. Whatever I come up with and whether it proves right or wrong in the end, hopefully this look into the show will provide a worthwhile contribution to “Lost scholarship.” And hopefully it will provide something valuable to those interested in making positive change in the world — hopefully it will shed light on how Lost can help us find ourselves. And hopefully, at least, it will be an interesting read for some, and an interesting and fun write for me.

Look for upcoming pieces, episode by episode, with somewhat freeform observations, the mosaic filling in ever more as I go. Seasons 1-4 will be covered with the benefit of hindsight. Beyond that, I’ll feel my way through whatever level of darkness or illumination we all share. Follow along at Lost, Found, a tag archive but essentially a blog within this site just for this project. Enjoy.

Off I go to watch the first episode again.

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Abundance

August 16, 2008
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I think I’ve been too precious about this site.

Actually, I know I have.

It’s time for a change. Instead of being oh so careful about what I post and how I post it, I’m going to start taking advantage of this site more regularly and more casually. Plenty of opportunity still to put “finer” things, but it’s time that that no longer happen at the exclusion of other things.

Such a change would in the past have been announced after making lots of changes and enhancements and adding content, and the announcement would have been really formal and excruciatingly detailed. Not this time.

In the upcoming weeks and months, look for new content. Look for other changes. And look for it all to happen just sort of as I go along, and look for me being okay with that. Enjoy.

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