What—no helmet?! (My cousin Aaron, back in the day.)
People of a certain generation will recognize my childhood experience: in the summers, my brother and I and our neighborhood friends would roam (or ride bikes) anywhere within a three-block radius of home until street lights flickered on or we heard Mom’s distinctive “woo-woo” loon call, signaling it was time for dinner or bath. This freedom has largely disappeared, with a specific turning point in my home state of Minnesota being Jacob Wetterling’s abduction, a deeply disturbing event that shattered people’s assumptions about safety and trust. Thus “helicopter parenting” and “stranger danger” emerged, creating a world where children are driven everywhere and rarely leave their parents’ sight unless supervised by fingerprinted, background-checked adults. (Jonathan Haidt explains this cultural shift well in one of his recent books.)
Of course we achieved peak “safetyism” during the pandemic, but the wheels were set in motion long before that. This rise was/is a nuanced and multifactor phenomenon:
And what have we purchased with safetyism? For a time, quite a bit: seatbelts, lead-free toys, etc. produced measurable improvements. And let’s just concede that we did have a small crime problem in the US which was addressed—although some of the improvement was the result of demographic, economic, and social shifts1.
But then came the negative externalities:
On that last point, Peterson’s doctrine of personal responsibility entails ditching your comforts and taking on sufferings and burdens as a means to personal growth and meaning. A few men from my church and I just embarked on this faith-based fraternity program together, and I noticed it right away how good it is to have quality guy time—and not just drinking buddies, but something that goes a little deeper.
And, in fact, this program is based on asceticism, which leads me to my spiritual/religious points: our safety culture has made us a little weaker and softer, but it’s a vicious cycle because that weakness/softness makes us desire (and demand) that someone else take us of us with comforts and safety. Even comforts like snacking—guilty right here—starts out as an innocuous indulgence, but the “we are what we repeatedly do” aphorism applies equally to virtue and vice. Pope Benedict XVI tells us, “The world offers you comfort, but you were not made for comfort. You were made for greatness.”
Apart from any religious tradition, people intuit that character is built through suffering, which includes:
Did Christ Himself play it safe? Clearly not, hence the Cross. But “to love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise,” says Fyodor Dostoevsky. And what’s the opposite of love? Hate, right? No, apathy. Or perhaps acedia, which the desert monks believed to come from being “too safe” in their cells. Or what Pascal called divertissement: the things that distract us from the life’s greatest questions and its purposes.
But the other sin it relates to is idolatry: worshipping one’s own life or safety or comforts above all else (e.g., the present longevity movement of which Bryan Johnson is the poster child). Rather, propter vitam vivendi perdere causas, roughly translated as “to lose the reasons for living, for the sake of life.” As Christ retorts to the devil, “It is written, ‘One does not live by bread alone.’”2
Alexander Tytler Cycle predicted this stage for us—well, for everyone: after abundance comes complacency and apathy, then dependence, and finally bondage.
And isn’t it true that safetyism is a classic “first world problem”? The craziest things that happened with regard to psychological safety came about during our recent zero interest rate environment (i.e. good times); whereas when the economic winds blow the other way, it’s more like “okay, yeah, get back to work”.
It has to happen at multiple levels, but subsidiarity demands it begins with me and my household:
To be clear, safety is not a terrible thing—Maslow filed it under “basic needs”—but we’ve crowned it as one of the highest goods and outsourced to a nanny state. Let us swing the pendulum back the other direction. But ‘til then…
Stay safe,
— ᴘ. ᴍ. ʙ.
Including removal of lead from gasoline (!). I was this many years old when I found out about this (evidently robust) theory that environmental lead exposure, particularly through leaded gasoline emissions, caused widespread neurodevelopmental damage that increased violent behavior. (Rick Nevin and other researchers believe that lead exposure could explain as much as 50-90% of the variation in violent crime rates.) ↩