Masterminded by Bob Geldof, notorious do-gooder and lover of charity-type things, the all-star supergroup Band-Aid was something you could not get away from if you were coming of age in the 80s. Coupled with USA for Africa (which PJ O'Rourke has already amply taken down), the Band-Aid song came first and was so full of earnest nutty rock starts trying to do good that it just warmed your heart (because isn't that what politics is all about, anyway?)! Phil Collins, Boy George, Bono, Bananarama, Duran Duran... if you were a big deal in the 80s (especially in Britain), you sang on that song.
But why is it terrible? Let's look at some of the lyrics. It opens with a beautiful paean to the idealized Christmas, peace on earth/goodwill to men, etc.:
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime
So far so good! Uh-oh, there's trouble on the horizon when George Michael (and presumably the other guy from Wham!) comes in to portend doom:
But say a prayer
Pray for the other ones
At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun
Well, yes, that's the basis of most world religions. You are supposed to think of others, do unto to them etc. And yes, it's difficult at all times of the year to think of others, especially when things are going so well for you. No quibbles there. Odd that they would point it out though.
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging
chimes of doom
Whoa!!! We just went from throwing our arms around the world to finding out that the world bit back! Apparently, right outside the kitchen door is a world of dread and fear that is only held back by a thin pane of glass. The chimes of doom bit is a nice touch too, in case you didn't get the subtle imagery of a river of tears across a parched wasteland. Additionally, there is some sort of death bell ringing! This place is terrible! Why did I throw my arms around this place???
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you!
At this point, Bono ups the ante. I mean, hugely. Remember, we have JUST gone from noting that we should pray for "the other ones," no matter how difficult it is, to realizing that they other ones might actually be nasty people who are alongside a river of tears with a large death bell of doom in the background. So, when we finally take time out to pray from our fun-having, the only thing we say to God is "thanks for not making me them." You'd think that, if you made the time to pray, you might ask for something good for others, instead of slapping God on the back and saying, "yeah, good on me!" How hard is it to ask God for a little bit more? Are you that busy? I guess if you're Boy George in the '80s you are... and besides, Boy George in the '80s probably didn't want to talk to God that much, because God had some issues with him.
And now we get to the chorus, which is the history of failed economics/politics/human action summed up nicely in just a few lines. And the best part is, they believed it!!! Let's go through this line by line:
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life.
Well, I would say that's a great gift no matter what, especially with all those British twits praying to God about how thankful they are that someone else is in the gutter. But apart from that, fertility rates in Africa were pretty high in the early 1980s, according to this report. If anything, we didn't begin to see a fertility drop throughout the entire continent until about 1985, or the year after Band-Aid went all racist on us. Perhaps all those African would-be mothers were too depressed to bring a child into a world that thought Africa was a big doom-laden continent? Or maybe it was because Western donors introduced the concept of family planning, i.e. that maybe you should wear a condom, decide not to have a few more kids, and, of course, abort the ones you don't want? Same site talks about the "successes" of Kenya's family planning endeavors in the 1980s and 1990s and how they brought down the fertility rate. So the only thing that was out there preventing the "gift of life" after Band-Aid was precisely the same sort of do-gooders, out there in the steppes and grasslands telling people to not get sooooo many kids. If that's not a bit of irony, I don't know what is.
And the song continues:
Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Wait, I thought there were rivers of tears? Apart from this easy-to-make mistake (I often find myself missing the rivers of tears of my enemies, apart from when I'm bathing in it), once again, a bunch of Brits decided that Africa must be a horrible, HORRIBLE place. No Harrod's! No Rolls Royces! No Christmas cakes! Africa sounds sooooo icky! But really, nothing EVER grows?
Of course, I"m being a bit cheeky here, since the whole "Band-Aid" thing was devised in response specifically to one part of Africa, the famines in Ethiopia over 1983-85. But as Amartya Sen has famously noted, famine isn't a problem of there not BEING enough to east, it's a problem of people not GETTING enough to eat. In his (more eloquent) words, “If one person in eight starves regularly in the world, this is… the result of his inability to establish entitlement to enough food; the question of the physical availability of the food is not directly involved.” That is, property rights help to ameliorate the threat of famine, because, left to their own devices, people find a way to survive. They find a way to make things grow - and if they don't, they move. The only ways that this survival instincts are blocked is if there's someone else with a gun telling you you can't move/grow, etc. We saw it in China under Mao and of course Stalin's deliberate starving of the Ukrainians in the 1930s. A Marxist government that takes away the food leads to famine.
Guess what? Ethiopia had a Marxist government in the 1980s, one supported directly by Moscow. In the wake of terrible droughts, the Marxist government... well,they did was Commies do, which is try to exterminate the "wreckers" and "saboteurs" that were obviously destroying the glorious new world order of hope and change. The Derg, the revolutionary committee that ran Ethiopia, was waging a war against insurgents at precisely the same time, with the famine, death, and destruction accompanying the drought leading to famine in precisely the conflict-affected areas. But no one is singing, "where nothing ever grows as a RESULT OF MARXIST POLICIES." Indeed, the Marxist government forcibly relocated large swathes of the population from the north to the south of the country, partly to fight famine but mostly to fight the insurgency.
This is probably the most heart-breaking part of the whole Band-Aid/Ethiopia problem - that there was a direct human cause of the problem that exacerbated the natural issue of no rain (not FOREVER, just during those years), but that a bunch of smug liberals sat on their hands (not even praying to God!) and bemoaned that terrible place those people must live to have no snow or food. And, as USA for Africa demonstrated a year later, the solution they offered is the same since time immemorial - we need to spend more money! Send food! Spend more on foreign aid! Guess what? Didn't work. After Live-Aid in 1985, also a Bob Geldof creation, well, let me let Wikipedia tell it: "The event was one of the most widely-viewed television broadcasts in history. However, the aid was not actually used by the Ethiopian government; instead, 56,000 tons of food were left rotting in a port while the forced relocations continued." The beatings will continue until morale improves, indeed.
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Probably the Christians (including the Coptic Christians in Egypt and Ethiopia), and even the Muslims in North Africa were aware of it, yes.
(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun
I can't tell if they're serious or earnest here, but isn't this what all of these rock stars are doing? Raising a glass but not doing a whole hell of a lot? And why are people just standing in the sun? Apparently, to Brits who see nothing buy grey skies and rain for 90% of the year, the sun is a giant orb of flame and gas to be feared. Someone should douse it with a river of tears.
Feed the world!
Let them know it's Christmastime again!
Blessedly, the song comes to a conclusion, but not before we are commanded to FEED THE WORLD! Um, that might be tough since I only cooked one Christmas turkey, and I don't think I can fit Africa in the dining room. Who are they commanding? Who is to feed the world? In fact, when anyone tries to feed the world (new seeds, genetically-modified and drought-resistant crops), people like this go all up in arms and try to block it. And if we just used petrol instead of ethanol, how many millions of acres of crops would be available for food instead of gas for the Prius? Well, I guess they weren't really laying out an action plan, so much as telling us to... something.
And finally, we are roused to let the people of the country of Africa know it's Christmastime. That is, those who don't know, or just plumb forgot because they're not Christian or are fighting government troops that are trying to collectivize their farm. I could think of no worse fate to befall Ethiopia in 1984 than to have Boy George show up and tell them it's Christmas. I'm sure that would go over well in Muslim North Africa as well.
So there you have it - smug thinking in a handy song that is so damn catchy but embodies precisely the set of thoughts that begin with "feed the world" and end with "the forced relocations continued as people starved." Not such a slippery slope as a gently, linear wooded path, paved with good intentions.
But I can't leave you without at least giving you the chance to see horrible 1980s fashions in technicolor: