• The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, by Haruki Murakami {A Japanese detective story/war novel/Kafka rip-off. It's great.}
• Love, Poverty, and War: Journeys and Essays, by Christopher Hitchens {First drafts of history, second thoughts on received wisdom, versatile meditations on great works of literature -- all by a man who can write about anything.}
• The Code of the Woosters, by P.G. Wodehouse {The Rise and Fall of the "Black Shorts," and the best of Bertie and Jeeves. You'll need Wodehouse in your life eventually. Start here; you've 89 or so more to go.}
• The Prophet Armed: Trotsky 1879-1921, by Isaac Deutscher {Magnificient biography finally back in print, along with Volumes II and III. But better start before the revolution -- and Deutscher's conscience -- was betrayed.}
• Colossus, by Niall Ferguson {Why the U.S. can't hack neo-imperialism, much to Niall's chagrin.}
• Reflections on a Ravaged Century, by Robert Conquest {Don't even try to have an opinion about the twentieth century without reading him.}
• Scoop, by Evelyn Waugh {One of the funniest books, ever. Shrinks the remainder of the "innocent abroad" genre to the vanishing point.}
• Put Out More Flags, by Evelyn Waugh {Lapidary prose on the frisson between the wars. Basil Seal riding low before he rides again; Auden and Isherwood lampooned as "Parnsip and Pimpernell."}
• The Origins of Postmodernity, by Perry Anderson {Terrific writer from the London Review of Books and New Left Review, who ought to be more famous than he is, tackles lucidly the abstruse bloodhound gang -- from Habermas to Jameson -- of Theory.}
• The Counterlife, by Philip Roth {How Portnoy learned to stop complaining and write a brilliant postmodern novel.}
• Rise of the Vulcans, by James Mann {Probably the only low-blood pressure source on Bush's brain trust. Valuable for charting the progression of neo-neo-conservatism, and how Cheney and Rumsfeld and Wolfowitz contravened, and then dismantled, the Kissinger realpolitik foreign policy machine.}
• Money, by Martin Amis {Forget Bonfire and Psycho. It took the English author of The Moronic Inferno: And Other Visits to America to effectively chew up the Reagan era -- largely by reminding us that it was also the Thatcher era. A fine lesson in history repeating, too: Di and Charles were TV's original Ben and J. Lo; the Self-on-Massi sex tape is where Paris (if she can read) might have learned her stuff; and the cavalier cash flow in this soft-boiled checkbook who-dun-it tale rivals that of any West Coast dotcom monkey a decade later.}
• The War Against Cliche and Experience, by Martin Amis {If Amis kept on doing what he did in his award-winning collection of critical essays, James Wood would lose more hair. It's saying quite a lot that his non-fiction exceeds his fiction. Experience is by far the best memoir to appear in the last decade: a more muscular Speak, Memory, it's a midlife nostalgia trip pureed out of chronology, though somehow more cohesive than a stream-of-consciousness hodgepodge. Guaranteed to pluck at the coronary sinews for anyone dealing with the loss of a father.}
• Lucky Jim, by Kingsley Amis {A comic genius on academia, Amis is the pitch-perfect representative of postwar male rage. None of that Angry Young Man, stuff, though. His apoplexy is hilarious at any age. The faces: "crazy peasant," "sex life in ancient Rome," "shot-in-the-back." Moo, by Jane Smiley, The Straight Man, by Richard Russo and everything by David Lodge seem impossible without this Platonic key ring to rule them all, and on the campus, bind them.}
• The Letters of Kingsley Amis, edited by Zachary Leader {Pay close attention to the letters to Philip Larkin -- together with Larkin's Collected Letters (try eBay, sorry), these constitute the documentation of one of the most rewarding and hilarious literary friendships to date. Amuse yourself by guessing the exact page number where Kingsley abandons Communism.}
• The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov, by V. Nabokov {I'm way underqualified, with my mean years on the planet, to state critical opinion. Still in larval adulation, which I understand is a longterm afflication. Read Anthony Lane's review in Nobody's Perfect. And M. Amis on Nabokov in toto in the prenominate War Against Cliche. And get a dictionary.}
• The Moral Obligation to Be Intelligent, edited by Leon Wieseltier {The style is dated and stilted, but the insights are not. Especially worthwhile: the Orwell essay, the Mansfield Park burn, and "The Situation of the American Intellectual at the Present Time" (i.e. "What Do They Know of America, Who Only the Upper West Side Know?"}
• A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again, by David Foster Wallace {Self-indulgence and the consequences of a missing-in-action editor never had it so good. The state fair, cruise ship and TV pieces are the best. But also read the Lynch essay: it'll make you want to re-watch Blue Velvet, which you can conveniently buy below.}
• Collected Poems, by Philip Larkin (edited by Anthony Thwaite) {Poetus mirabilis and, after Auden, the occupant of a near empty Hall of Metrical Wonders in the Postwar Anglophone wing of the museum. Master ironist and curmudgeon you least want to bludgeon.}
• Paris 1919: Six Months That Changed the World, by Margaret Macmillan {A dryly told account of global dust-settling after what was then myopically known as "the Great War." Explores the follies of Wilson, Lloyd George and Clemenceau, which helped bring about WWII.}
• Doomed, Bourgeois, In Love: Essays on the Films of Whit Stillman, edited by Mark Henrie {Discreet charms of the bourgeoisie given the scholarly treatment by the kinds of New Criterion-y people who liked Grosse Pointe Blank because John Cusack's assassin refused to unionize. Don't let the pedantry taint your judgment of Stillmania, though.}
• Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books, by Azar Nafisi {A beautiful paean to Western literature from an Eastern scholar living under Islamic statism; the Gatsby trial and Jane Austen dance chapters are particularly enjoyable.}
• Nobody's Perfect: Writings from The New Yorker, by Anthony Lane {He needs to stop it with the creepy drooling over Natalie Portman, but Lane is still the best around for losing it at the movies.}
• The Collected Short Stories of Roald Dahl {Adult stories, less like his children�s stuff than what O. Henry would have been like if his ironic plot twists had involved wife-swapping, cannibalism, or turning infants into superhuman bee-monsters. Might be fun for the kid who never reads, actually.}
• The Brothers Karamazov, by F. Dostoevsky, translated by Pevear and Volokhonsky {Incest! Murder! Theodicy!}
• Collected Non-Fictions, by Jorge Luis Borges {A prose impresario short-winded enough to keep beside the toilet -- especially if your john is in a labrynith that transcends spacetime.}
• Love and Hydrogen: New and Selected Stories, by John Shepard {Stories narrated by John Ashcroft, John Entwistle, Nazi rocket riders, the creature from the black lagoon, and others.}
• My Life and Hard Times, by James Thurber {Think of David Sedaris, in turn of the century Columbus, Ohio. And without the gay schtick, or even a pretense at respect for his family.}
ALBUMS:
• You Are the Quarry, by Morrissey {He's back! And almost paid off the deficit incurred by Maladjusted. A few gripes: "America Is Not the World" never fulfills the promise of its title. It's an unwieldy blunderbuss, not a rapier -- and the use of "hamburger" as synecdoche for our national obesity problem is a new hackneyed low for the Oscar Wilde of the microphone. "I Have Forgiven Jesus" ultimately works, but I can't help but feel that that one was just too easy.}
• Weightlifting, by The Trashcan Sinatras {Remember them from your college radio daze? A brisk homecoming track, appositely named "Welcome Back" ("Everyone survived / Everyone's alive!" -- well, thank goodness) kicks off this highly accomplished return to musicmaking for an alt-pop band that shouldn't have stayed away so long.}
• Strange Bird, by Augie March {With a name like Augie, it has to be good. It is. Analogs fail me.}
• Evergreen, by Echo and the Bunnymen {Best 80's Band Comeback Album. No contest.}
• Mermaid Avenue, by Billy Bragg and Wilco {A fucking classic. Ukanian bloke Billy Bragg manages to capture the rhythms of dustbowl Americana better than Dylan -- the obvious disciple/witch doctor to perform a Woody Guthrie resurrection -- ever could do. All lyrics by Guthrie, music by Bragg and Wilco.}
• Don't Try This at Home, by Billy Bragg {Most people who hear Mermaid Avenue invariably want more of the man who brought it to them. This is Bragg's most "accessible" solo album, though not without the politics that's defined his career. "Accident Waiting to Happen" is a punk snarl against cultural fascism.}
• Galore, by Kirsty MacColl {May this earth angel charm the knickers off the winged principalities. MacColl died a few years ago in a boating accident, but I can only imagine how well-attended her funeral must have been by the panoply of musicians guilty of "sampling" her Celtic nightingale voice. This album consists mainly of covers, but that's more than all right for someone generous enough to never ask for top billing, despite consistently stealing the show.}
• These Are the Vistas, by the Bad Plus {"Smells Like Teen Spirit," the jazz standard. No kidding. Comes off not just better than you'd expect, but brilliantly.}
• SMiLE, by Brian Wilson {Reviewed here. Check to the right.}
• The Soft Bulletin, by the Flaming Lips {And the hard singing voice to take, but worth it anyway.}
• It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back, by Public Enemy {More complicated rhymes and denser loops than have been on the radio before or sense, plus the guy with the big clock.}
• Loaded: Fully Loaded Edition, by the Velvet Underground {Funny, Lou Reed doesn't usually look this happy. Must be Laurie Anderson's doing.}
• Traitor In Our Midst, by the Country Gazette {What you always thought bluegrass was supposed to sound like.}
• The Modern Lovers, by the Modern Lovers {Speaking of Lou Reed, remember the guy with the guitar who gets shot in Something About Mary? Imagine that guy redoing "White Light/White Heat," but with lyrics about aging with dignity and eschewing drugs. That sounds like a snark, but it�s actually the SAM guy, and John Cale produced.}
• The Queen Is Dead, by The Smiths {I can't believe you don't own this already. The summa of the Moz/Marr collaboration.}
• The Boatman's Call, by Nick Cave {The Prince of Darkness may have been afraid to board a plane after 9/11, but this "New Testament" sound is proof of moisture's sustainability in Hell. "Into My Arms" is sweet enough to play your girlfriend on Valentine's Day, leaving the oldie-but-dreary "Deanna" to blast at her when she dumps you.}
• No Cities Left, by The Dears {The lead singer cried when Morrissey asked the band to open on the "You Are the Quarry" tour. That kind of gone-to-pieces sentimentalism can only lead one place: straight down. Get 'em while they're new and good.}
• The Boy With the Arab Strap, by Belle and Sebastian {Might as well order that black V-neck sweater, Rimbaud's Collected Poems, while you're at it. "Theoretical" bisexuality not a requisite, despite what angry twee detractors say.}
FILMS & TV:
• Cannibal! The Musical. {Trey Parker's college thesis, a feature-length movie musical about the only American ever convicted of cannibalism. Not for all markets, but better than most of his later stuff.}
• Before Sunset, directed by Richard Linklater {The sequel that doesn't feel like one. Why thirtysomethings who chat are more interesting than twentysomethings who do likewise. Some sluggish moments, but all made up for by a luminous final scene that made me fall in love with Julie Delpy once more. Bet it made Anthony Lane "spill [his] Sprite" again, too.}
• Collateral, directed by Michael Mann {Tom Cruise has always been a hard-working, as opposed to naturally gifted, actor. This part was his pension come early. Michael Mann is the Richard Avedon of the moving Los Angeles image. And Jamie Foxx ain't too shabby, either.}
• The Unbelievable Truth, directed by Hal Hartley {Surreal-ish debut from a master indy filmmaker and satirist. Yes, that is Edie Falco as the diner waitress.}
• Henry Fool, directed by Hal Hartley {Hartley's masterpiece. Probably the only movie about writers that's ever worked. Barton Fink, anyone?}
• Metropolitan, directed by Whit Stillman {Downwardly mobile 60's college jet set. Making a film about this demographic is like trying to play matchmaker to a Republican leper in Northampton, Mass. That the dialogue (and it's all dialogue) stays liquid-tongued is a monument to Stillman's talent... dare I say, genius?}
• Barcelona, directed by Whit Stillman {Anti-Americanism when it was more funny than scary. The "subtext" speech belongs in Bartlett's. The DVD commentary is, as someone from the earlier film might say, "priceless."}
• The Last Days of Disco, directed by Whit Stillman {An assault on 70's cliche in the best possible way -- the anti-54. Also known as Yuppies: A Defense. Chloe Sevigny gives grace to the one night stand, instead of head to Vincent Gallo.}
• Mr. Jealousy, directed by Noah Baumbach {Who wouldn't hunt down the ex-boyfriends of Annabella Sciorra? Eric Stoltz had fewer difficulties with girls in Mask. Chris Eigeman from the Stillman flicks swaps Mayflower pedigree for facial hair (modeled on David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest jacket photo), to varying degrees of success. An underrated romantic comedy, but don't say I didn't warn you: this film may engender awkward relationship conversation. It may also plant supersleuth-stalker seeds in frail men's heads. Or so I've heard.}
• Blue Velvet, directed by David Lynch {So many epigones, so far from this mark.}
• Father Ted: The Holy Trinity {BBC TV series about three priests on an island. No, not that kind of series, you sick fuck.}
How Decisions In This Country Really Get Made: Over Skype
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 11:56 AM
i think im voting for hillary. the more the other dems pick on her, the more i want her to win
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 11:57 AM
my landlord -- who literally watches CNN from 7 AM to 11 PM every day -- thinks she's going to win. and i assume anyone who watches that much CNN probably has a good handle on the election
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 11:57 AM
i do too. it'll be hillary v giuliani and giuliani is just too dim on the stump. he doesn't play in peoria.
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 11:58 AM
yeah. also, he's terrifying. you think it'll come down to New York vs New York?
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 11:58 AM
yup. subway series!
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 11:58 AM
because hillary doesn't necessarily play in peoria either
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 11:58 AM
yes she does. i mean, not to the far right, who will always hate her. but her biggest base in ny is upstate farmers. she's very, very shrewd. actually pretty conservative, which can't help but come across, even as she's attacked by both parties for essentially the same behavior.
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 11:59 AM
well, but those farmers have had her as senator for a while
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 11:59 AM
which is why she's still a hawk on foreign policy
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 11:59 AM
yeah, she really is
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 11:59 AM
yeah but in that time she's learned to speak their language. she's nestled up to the status quo as much as she can without actually turning republican. i still think - despite the anti-hillary sentiment - that people will vote for her wanting her husband back
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 12:00 PM
right. but do you think that given the choice between a thrice-married Republican and a Clinton Democrat, conservative rural types will vote for the Democrat?
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 12:00 PM
and he will be back if she gets elected.
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 12:00 PM
yeah, he totally will
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 12:01 PM
well, it depends on the segment of conservative rural types. if thomas frank's "what's the matter with kansas" argument has any legs, then hillarycare, etc. should play well in the sticks. giuliani isn't reagan the way thompson also isn't but wants to be. rudy will have a tougher time convincing the cultural conservatives that he's not too new york, a john lindsay with a testosterone surfeit. whereas hillary's never suffered from island-itis. her unspoken appeal to moderates in the heartland is her metro-phoneyness. if she can fool yankees fans into voting for her, anything's possible.
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 12:01 PM
that's true
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 12:01 PM
so really it'll come down to one of the most hawkish senators following 9/11, and the guy who ran the country on 9/11. rudy has more cachet as a muscular leader, no question. but that's not all he needs. and hillary's not willowy enough to make it all he needs
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 12:02 PM
yeah, she's tough enough to give him a run for his money
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 12:03 PM
also, it'll be one of the most entertaining administrations.... all the corruption, double-dealing, memory lapses before senate subcommittees. vince foster flitting through the west wing like banquo's ghost. i can't wait.
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 12:03 PM
hee. yeah, it'll be good. also fun to have a lady president. i'm excited for four years of gender commentary -- "what does it mean that the President wore a mauve pantsuit to the peace talks?" that kind of thing. i'm also just excited to see what happens to Colbert and the Daily Show
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 12:04 PM
my mom hates her which is funny because she reminds me of my mom (with anger management classes under her belt)... i think he jumped the shark with that, to be honest
izzygrinspan 10/31/07 12:04 PM
yeah, it's sort of a dumb stunt. but what i'm wondering is how their audiences will deal with them satirizing a Democrat
Michael Weiss 10/31/07 12:04 PM
let's see: robin williams makes a box office bomb about a colbert-type late night news satirist running for president. colbert decides to put williams' dead script to work for himself...hmm.
I knew something was absent from Rachel Morris' excellent exposure of the trespasses and constitutional encroachments of the Giuliani mayoralty. Now I know what it was. It was Rudy's political philosophy. John Judis at TNR goes farther back into the biography to cull this telling episode:
Of course, Giuliani made his career as a prosecutor rather than a philosopher, and there are certainly Catholic teachings he has repudiated or ignored. In 1989, wanting the New York Liberal Party's endorsement for his GOP mayoral bid, Giuliani renounced his past opposition to abortion and Roe v. Wade. But his exposure to Catholic and classical political thought clearly had a lasting impact on him. At a forum on crime in March 1994, sponsored by the New York Post, Giuliani voiced views on liberty and authority that seemed to flow from these teachings. He criticized liberals for seeing only "the oppressive side of authority." "What we don't see is that freedom is not a concept in which people can do anything they want, be anything they can be," he said. "Freedom is about authority. Freedom is about the willingness of every single human being to cede to lawful authority a great deal of discretion about what you do." Asked in the question period to explain what he meant, Giuliani said, "Authority protects freedom. Freedom can become anarchy." Norman Siegel, the executive director of the New York Civil Liberties Union, said afterward that he was "floored" by Giuliani's definition of liberty and authority. But anyone who studied philosophy at a Catholic college would not have been surprised by Giuliani's words.
Nor would Mark Lilla be, as his well-received new book, The Stillborn God, defines American exceptionalism -- or why our democracy is so different from European or Asian democracies -- as a "post-Christian phenomenon." It was Thomas Hobbes who first sought to examine revelation from the bottom-up, asking why it is we believe what we do, rather than from the top-down, simply applying assumed revelation to the various levers of state power. Transported to these shores by persecuted Protestant fundamentalists, the bricks and mortar of the wall that separates church and state were easily assembled, ab initio.
Here is Lilla in a fascinating discussion he started at Cato Unbound:
What we seem to have forgotten is how unique the circumstances were that made possible the establishment of the American compact on religion and politics. Perhaps now is the time to restore the much needed concept of American exceptionalism and remind ourselves of some basic facts. The most important one that set our experience apart from that of Europe was the absence of a strong Roman Catholic Church as a redoubt of intellectual and political opposition to the liberal-democratic ideas hatched by the Enlightenment � and thus also, the absence of a radical, atheist Enlightenment convinced that l�inf�me must be �cras�. For over two centuries France, Italy, and Spain were rent by what can only be called existential struggles over the legitimacy of Catholic political theology and the revolutionary heritage of 1789. (Though the term �liberalism� is of Spanish coinage, as a political force it was weak in the whole of Catholic Europe until after the Second World War.) Neither side in this epic struggle was remotely interested in �toleration�; they wanted victory.
For a politician like Giuliani, raised (forgive the alliteration) in a tight ethnic and ecumenical enclave, Catholic political theology is still paramount. What accounts for his vaunted liberal tendencies -- his approval of gay marriage, abortion rights, etc. -- is the head-on collision that such theology has had with another breed of exceptionalism: the New York one. The strict law-and-order mayor of the city was also one of its most cosmopolitan mayors. (The man who tried to shut down a museum over a dung-slathered Christ painting also dressed up as Marilyn Monroe.)
Glib talk of Il Duce of Gotham, then, misses the larger point about Giuliani's true character, which was, after all, once attracted to the muscular, theodicy-based liberalism of the Kennedys. The Bay of Pigs fiasco and the Cuban missile crisis, the tensest moments of the Cold War, were really fought between an American Roman Catholic dynasty and the Russian Communist clerisy.
This is why neoconservatism, although pioneered by Jewish ex-radicals, has proved so enticing to political Catholics like Daniel Patrick Moynihan, Richard John Neuhaus and George Weigl. They have recognized in it the germ of a deeply Christian phenomenon -- the Manichean worldview that binds recovering City College Trotskyists and their children to Thomas Aquinas. (Not for nothing did the French philosopher-historian Raymond Aron once term Marxism a "Christian heresy.") In other words, they are the exceptions to American exceptionalism.
There's no question that an international purview will only strengthen the core Catholic doctrine in Giuliani. For one thing, the Manichean rumble will now be properly situated between two open faiths, one amenable to Western democracy, and one violently opposed to it.
The popular refrain among progressive alarmists today is, "If you liked Bush, you'll love Giuliani." But this isn't quite right because Giuliani would be staggeringly competent as president, regardless of whether or not you liked the results he produced, or how he set about producing them. Indeed, the "broken windows" theory of crime prevention is, as I've been banging on about for months, the closest analog to what constitutes the counterinsurgency strategy in Iraq.
So rather it should be said that if you didn't like him as mayor, you'll downright hate Rudy as president.
Monday's shaping up to be book pimping day at ye olde Snark depot. My comrade and fellow Drink-Soaked Trotskyite Popinjay Terry Glavin is currently on tour in England promoting his new volume, The Lost and Left Behind, which already sounds like scientific-literary journalism at its very best.
It was sensitively reviewed by our co-blogger Gadgie:
Subtitled, Stories from the Age of Extinctions, the book examines the huge destruction of species and loss of diversity in a world becoming blanketed by "??sameness" -- the sixth great extinction. The scale of the devastation is staggering. The book is not a dry ecological text, nor is it a Green polemic, Terry is a far better writer than that. It consists of what it says, stories. This is important because when he writes of extinctions, he means more than the loss of animal or plant species. He is as concerned with the loss of human cultures, of languages, of mythologies, and of stories �?? the stories that enable us to interpret and understand our place in the world. And so Terry takes us on a series of journeys to places that symbolise loss and, on occasions, regeneration.
He is a fine story teller but just as the world is complex, each story is too. Each chapter is like a Russian doll, within every tale is another, and, as you open it up, yet another appears underneath it, and many smaller stories spill out from the shell of the narrative about the places he visits and the people he meets. History, politics, science, anthropology and more are encompassed with a deftness that entertains and a touch of humour that always amuses. Yet this layered approach is more profound than a literary device; it is the key to his understanding of ecology.
Editorial pride gets the better of me, again. My good friend Josh Strawn has a brilliant commentary on last week's Hitchens/D'Souza debate on atheism and its discontents:
D'Souza's compartmentalized his thinking and is thus so unaware of what it feels like to stand on solid argumentative ground, he couldn't possibly be aware how much he's leap-frogging. What do I mean by leap-frogging? One example: in his opening statements, he proposed to prove the value of religion on the basis of evidence with no recourse to superstition. For the remainder of the discussion, he proceeded to remind everyone that certainty was problematic, thus negating the atheist's adherence to evidential argument. Furthermore, he consistently reproached Hitchens for not presenting evidence, meanwhile failing to live up to his initial promise. Instead, he reiterated the impossibility of evidence-based certainty. Whatever lily-pad will keep you from sinking, I guess...
But Hitchens could have done more to educate the folks who were getting off on his opponent's bullshit (and I mean that in the most Harry G. Frankfurt sense of the word). Not once did he remind Dinesh that atheism is not a firm belief but rather a stance with regard to knowledge. In fact, D'Souza actually made this point himself accidentally when he reminded us that in absence of evidence of unicorns he feels no need to speak out for their non-existence but simply lives as if there are none. I'd have like to have heard Hitchens remind him that a) the belief in absurdity is offensive on its own b) that if part of the unicorn myth involved the sanctioning of murder in the name of one's unicorn tribe, it would become necessary to fervently attack the belief in unicorns and that c) if Dinesh understands this principle with regard to unicorns, his willingness to suspend it for the Christian God proves his hypocritical selectivity and disqualifies him as one worth paying any attention to when he speaks about the universe and the human mind operating according to a rational set of laws.
Ed Hamilton, who's devoted the last few years to blogging a kind of Arabian Nights of the preeminent node of funky, New York bohemia, has just released a book of his collected efforts: Legends of the Chelsea Hotel. That'd be where Janis Joplin was "giving me head on the unmade bed," where "me" was Leonard Cohen. Also where Maurice Girodias, owner of the ribald Olympia Press, solicited Valerie Solanas' SCUM Manifesto and convinced her that the male-hating tract would sell because Lolita did. (It sold because she shot Andy Warhol, really.)
What really resonates in the book, what makes it so sorrowful at times, is Hamilton�s evocation of all the young and old hopefuls who have just enough ambition to push their lives past the point of no return. �Legends� comes close to convincing you that, as destructive drugs go, self-delusion has heroin beat. Hamilton dedicates his book to a Japanese painter named Hiroya, who first appears as a giddy, heavyset young man phosphorescent with love for art and for the city itself: a hilarious self-promoter, fond of giving his paintings of bunnies to local shop owners. �He was from a wealthy Japanese family, who had sent him to New York � it�s my theory anyway � so as to get him out of Japan,� Hamilton writes. �Obviously he would have been an embarrassment to any halfway respectable family.� Soon, art-world hipsters adopt Hiroya as a mascot and insist that he change his clothes, his art, himself. �Once they had remade him,� Hamilton writes, �they decided he wasn�t all that original anymore.� The hipsters ultimately abandon Hiroya. You can predict his trajectory from here � steep and downward � but you�re surprised by how low it lays you.
Andrew Tilghman of the Washington Monthly has a well-argued piece that suggests the role and influence of Al Qaeda in Iraq is a fraction of what official estimates (read: White House and Pentagon stats) claim:
How big, then, is AQI? The most persuasive estimate I've heard comes from Malcolm Nance, the author of The Terrorists of Iraq and a twenty-year intelligence veteran and Arabic speaker who has worked with military and intelligence units tracking al-Qaeda inside Iraq. He believes AQI includes about 850 full-time fighters, comprising 2 percent to 5 percent of the Sunni insurgency. "Al-Qaeda in Iraq," according to Nance, "is a microscopic terrorist organization."
Tilghman also provides evidence that the Golden Mosque bombing -- which Ayman al-Zawahiri all but castigated his lieutenant, the late Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, for carrying out* -- was actually a sophisticated demolition job of former Baathists:
The man who the military believe orchestrated the bombing, an Iraqi named Haitham al-Badri, was both a Samara native and a former high-ranking government official under Saddam Hussein. (His right-hand man, Hamed Jumaa Farid al-Saeedi, was also a former military intelligence officer in Saddam Hussein's army.) Key features of the bombing did not conform to the profile of an AQI attack. For example, the bombers did not target civilians, or even kill the Shiite Iraqi army soldiers guarding the mosque, both of which are trademark tactics of AQI. The planners also employed sophisticated explosive devices, suggesting formal military training common among former regime officers, rather than the more bluntly destructive tactics typical of AQI. Finally, Samara was the heart of Saddam's power base, where former regime fighters keep tight control over the insurgency.
However, this begs a further question: If Saddamists were responsible for the most devastating symbolic attack on Iraqi civil society since the war began, did they not foresee that it would lead to Shia death squads and a possible genocide of Sunnis? How does the old regime presume to retake power (its one true goal) if it ignites a civil war that will likely devour its already minuscule ethnic base? Zarqawi had a much clearer motive in razing the holy shrine: It was only holy to a sect of Muslims he believed were polytheistic and thus no better than atheists, Christians or Jews. His vision was decidedly less realist than regime dead-enders; he salivated for a regional war that would cull fighters from all corners of the Middle East and culminate in a 21st century caliphate. This is why his bosses in Waziristan tried to rein him in.
Tilghman also admits that if any cross-pollination between AQI and the Saddamists has taken place, then it is the former that are joining the larger ranks of the latter. He quotes Nance: "Al-Qaeda can't operate anywhere in Iraq without kissing the ring of the former regime."
AQI recruits often find themselves taking orders from a network of former regime insurgents, who assemble their car bombs and tell them what to blow up. They become, as Nance says, "puppets for the other insurgent groups."
So there is every reason to believe that, even if AQI is as small a force as Tlighman imagines, it is still responsible for executing the violent designs of the Baathist leadership. This makes it something of a vanguard force of the insurgency worth taking seriously, doesn't it?
More telling is what Dan Murphy of the Christian Science Monitor reports today: That Al Qaeda is, apart from atrophied, almost non-existent in Iraq -- not because it never was there, but because it has been soundly beaten:
The Brookings Institution's Iraq index, which monitors security indicators in the country, appears to back up Mr. Crocker's assessment. In its latest report, the index found that the flow of foreign fighters to Iraq has dropped from about 85 to about 50 over several recent months. US officials say the number of suicide bombings in Iraq has fallen from more than 60 in January to about 30 a month since July.
Suicide-bombings are the worst kinds of attacks because the perpetrators can't be captured or interrogated, and thus their affiliations are always open to speculation and paranoia. Though AQI has made suicide bombing its heinous specialty, so a 50% reduction in attacks per month is, even for a tiny organization, a stark sign of that organization's attrition. Moreover, if the Mujahadeen Army of Iraq -- another Sunni terrorist outfit but with nationalist rather than imperialist aims -- is responsible for any number of those suicide-bombings, then the above suggests they're being defeated as well.
* See Zawahiri's letter to Zarqawi. He doesn't address the Golden Mosque atrocity directly, but the pedantic rhetorical questions he asks of his man in Mesopotamia seem to hint at it: "If the attacks on Shia leaders were necessary to put a stop to their plans, then why were there attacks on ordinary Shia? Won't this lead to reinforcing false ideas in their minds, even as it is incumbent on us to preach the call of Islam to them and explain and communicate to guide them to the truth? And can the mujahedeen kill all of the Shia in Iraq? Has any Islamic state in history ever tried that? And why kill ordinary Shia considering that they are forgiven because of their ignorance? And what loss will befall us if we did not attack the Shia? And do the brothers forget that we have more than one hundred prisoners - many of whom are from the leadership who are wanted in their countries - in the custody of the Iranians? And even if we attack the Shia out of necessity, then why do you announce this matter and make it public, which compels the Iranians to take counter measures? And do the brothers forget that both we and the Iranians need to refrain from harming each other at this time in which the Americans are targeting us?"
If I had to come back as anything, it'd be a Hungarian Jew or a Cocker Spaniel. Meet Kingsley, the puppy my girlfriend and I adopted in July. He's a rescue dog given to us -- after a mercifully easy and painless Q&A unlike anything Ellen DeGeneres has experienced lately -- by Abandoned Angels. I can't recommend this shelter highly enough to those who live in the greater tri-state area. Run by two wonderful volunteers, Ellen and Dolores, AA specializes in Cockers and Cocker-mixes that would otherwise languish in municipal limbo and/or be put to death.
When I got Kingsley, he was just recovering from cherry eye surgery, kennel cough and a slew of other nasty ailments that typically befall strays. (He'd also just been neutered, which must have felt like falling down an open manhole, then getting mugged in the sewer.) According to his records, he was slated to be killed before AA intervened, and I hope you don't think me maudlin to say that this very idea still terrifies me.
Ironically, what made him so appealing at the Brooklyn boarding facility, to which he was shipped from Miami, was his sorry condition. Kingsley was so drugged up when I met him that he was unperturbed by the other baying woofers, some of whom were literally jumping over his head as he just sat there and quietly contemplated being and nothingness. He's since discovered his zest for life again. (My mom has a unique ability of picking the right dogs for the right people, and she noticed him before I did. She now calls him her "grandson" and comes to Brooklyn Heights to visit him, not me.)
What's in the name? you ask. Hernando de Soto once told an interviewer that he called his two mutts Marx and Engels because they were both very hairy and had no respect for private property. I named mine after Kingsley Amis because he likes to drink, he's very funny, and he has an unimpeachable interest in the opposite sex. (He's practiced loose gallantry on my girlfriend's leg.) Also, he's managed to chew up a few books, all of which I found I could part with (Rick Moody's The Black Veil, etc.), so he's quite the literary critic, too.
Anyway, the point of this post is to encourage to you adopt a rescue dog if you're looking to get a dog at all. Stay away from breeders who overcharge and will take good care of their animals regardless of whether or not you elect to. Rescues are consigned to a miserable fate, and somehow they know you've done them a favor. At the very minimum, you'll go about your business with smug self-satisfaction, start a blog, and harangue others about your mitzvah. Value for money, really.
You can -- and should -- also donate to Abandoned Angels here. I think the Lionel Ritchie soundtrack on the main page of their website deserves a pass, don't you?
On the Armenian Genocide Resolution, TNR Gets It Right
These are days of woe for the New Republic, so let me be the first -- or last -- to congratulate the magazine for publishing the best moral argument for the Congressional passage of the Armenian Genocide resolution that I've yet read. Irshad Manji, author of The Trouble with Islam Today, nails it:
America remains the only country in the world with a universal constituency. Domestic politics in the United States often have a profound effect in every corner of the earth, from determining immigration flows and investment patterns to handing leaders and their heirs the excuses they crave to blur the lines between God and government.
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The question for Americans ought to be: Since when is it wrong to speak out against genocide, however many years have elapsed? People of good conscience continued raising their voices against slavery in the United States well after abolition. Are they reckless or sinister for offending many Americans? In any event, is causing offense a reason to stop remembering?
Here is the question for Turks: Why should your history be immune to America's judgment when, according to surveys of global attitudes about the United States, you as a nation are among the most anti-American (read: judgmental) in all of the Muslim world?
Of course, these are precisely the considerations being sidelined by both the left and the right in favor of more urgent matters of foreign policy: the war in Iraq, winning hearts and minds in the Muslim world, etc. But ask yourself: If the U.S. failed to rebuke an ally for its shameful record of denial and distortion about a 20th century atrocity, don't you think the same critics of the Armenian Genocide resolution would eventually use that failure as a cudgel against cynical American self-interest when it became convenient to do so? Of course they would.
The more one thinks about Fallows' Law (perhaps I should downgrade it to an Axiom, since he's only written one blog post about it), the more one sees how hollow it is. The U.S. makes decisions of international scope all the time that alienate other countries with which it otherwise maintains amicable relations. What can Turkey do out of umbrage for having had a parliamentary finger wagged in its face? Start sponsoring terrorism? That'd put a damper in its campaign against the PKK, wouldn it? Invade Iraq? That'd pit it militarily against a NATO ally and further diminish its chances for inclusion in the European Big Boys' Club.
In short, even the dread Nancy Pelosi comes out looking good on H.Res.106., if she sticks to her guns against Bush and company.
I said yesterday, w/r/t Iran, that one could tell a lot about a country by how it wages wars. Well, one can also tell a lot about a country by how it reacts to tough love. Guess who Turkey blames for the resolution? Come on, now... Try harder.
In an interview with the liberal Islamic Zaman newspaper on the eve of the resolution's approval October 10 by the US House Committee on Foreign Affairs, Turkish Foreign Minister Ali Babacan said he had told American Jewish leaders that a genocide bill would strengthen the public perception in Turkey that "Armenian and Jewish lobbies unite forces against Turks." Babacan added, "We have told them that we cannot explain it to the public in Turkey if a road accident happens. We have told them that we cannot keep the Jewish people out of this."
The Turkish public seems to have absorbed that message.
An on-line survey by Zaman's English-language edition asking why Turks believed the bill succeeded showed that 22 percent of respondents chose "Jews' having legitimized the genocide claims" - second only to "Turkey's negligence."
Wait, what happened to the secular, philo-Semitic republic that's bosom buddies with Israel? I thought that state invitation Ankara extended to Hamas leader Khaled Mashaal was a one-off. And I was all ready to see past Turkey's righteous defense of Syria when the Israeli Air Force took out the incipient nuclear weapons facility Bashar al-Assad mail-ordered from North Korea...
If you'd like to know why American Jewish-Armenian solidarity is running high at the moment, you may turn to this latest news item showcasing how our Armenian comrades deal with fanatical despots who try to woo them by offering heavily leveraged support. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad was given an honorary doctorate this week by Yerevan State University, one of the more prominent schools in Armenia. (Since the Southern Caucasian country suffers under a dual blockade by Turkey and Azerbaijan, it receives Iranian largess. There are quite a few ethnic Armenians living in Persia, too.)
The Armenian Weekly, the official newspaper of the Armenian National Committee, was swift to denounce the university in no uncertain terms, demonstrating once against that a U.S. ethnic lobby doesn't always see eye-to-eye with the country on whose behalf it agitates:
But why did Yerevan State University bestow an honorary doctorate and a gold medal upon a politician, who has shown disregard to basic historical research and memory by denying the Holocaust of the Jews during WWII?
It is worth noting that one of the manifestations of Ahmadinejad�s Holocaust denial is calling for further �impartial� studies on WWII. We have heard that very same argument regarding the Armenian genocide from Turkey and its allies.
Lefty Faction Fights in Britain - Why Can't We Have 'Em Here?
I'll try to simplify as much as I can: A few years ago, the remaining Trotskyists in England teamed up with the swelling Islamists to form the RESPECT Party, or "Unity Coalition." The idea was to counter Tony Blair's New Labour and oppose the war in Iraq; at least, that's the idea that the media fell for. But if you've heard of this Halloween contingent at all, it's because it has managed to get exactly one member of Parliament elected, George Galloway, who is a kind of patchwork goblin himself, part Stalin, part Saladin.
Anyway, the delicious news is this: RESPECT is now imploding because the Trots are calling it quits. Turns out, Marxists don't really like theocrats who call for the murder of Jews, queers and apostates and the enslavement of women. (Who knew?)
My comrade David T at Harry's Place has been blogging furiously about this, but I think he hit pay-dirt today with this post, written by "Dave Dudley (Editor Leninist Vanguard � writing in a personal capacity)."
I can't tell which is funnier -- the content itself or the commenters at HP who aren't sure if it's a parody or not:
RESPECT has made huge strides in the past four years � taking on and defeating New Labour across its heartlands, bringing millions on to the streets to oppose imperialism, forging deep and lasting links between class conscious workers and the massed ranks of Celebrity Big Brother viewers.
George, (I�m on first name terms with him since he stopped talking to the SWP), has been an inspiration to us all and has led RESPECT out of the trenches of sectariana and into battle with the mainstream political parties � now the SWP has stabbed him in the back.
We have been warning George of this danger for several months (see my pamphlet 'On the Cliffite Threat') but initially, probably due to his Labourite-Stalinist bureaucratic-collectivist background, George was unable to see the dagger being drawn. Now though, George has woken up to find the knife hanging out of his back with the bloodstained hands of German and Rees all over it.
I am aware that some of our comrades in Leninist Vanguard have been alarmed by George�s recent derogatory comments about �Leninists� in RESPECT but I can assure you, having spoken personally with George about this, he was not referring to any of us. I quote: �No, don�t worry about it Dave, you�re a good lad�. In fact George bought me a samosa as we walked back from the Tower Hamlets branch meeting � a clear signal that the alliance we have forged remains strong.
Thousands of Venezuelan students took to the streets to protest Hugo Chavez's attempt to alter the country's constitution so that he can keep running for president indefinitely. Daniel Duquenal has details:
The march was held to ask the National Assembly to postpone the referendum until February 3 2008, because as anyone with enough common sense will admit, you did not discuss the validity of 70 constitutional amendments in 4 weeks. The very least would be to give at least one day of electoral campaign per amended article, no?
Of course as it is now usual the Nazional Guard across Venezuela now blocks any bus that goes toward Caracas for an opposition rally of any type. The only result as usual is propaganda points for the opposition and another black mark on a guard whose reputation is so low that even Chavez is trying to get rid of them, no matter how much they try to support Chavez fascism. Meanwhile the whole states of Carabobo and Aragua slided into a gigantic gridlock just because some stupid fat assed Nazional Guard tried to score brownie points with Chavez.
What's a fair indication that a fascist masquerading as a socialist has lost his "base"? When a student named Stalin says enough is enough:
"The message to the Congress and to the government is that there is ... a part of this country that rejects these reforms and we want to be heard," student leader Stalin Gonzalez told a local television station.
Izzy at Jewcy tells me an episode of 30 Rock already had oodles of fun with this, and every pundit a year ago was gibbering away at how easy it would be for, say, Hillary to accidentally say "Osama" when she meant her charismatic Democratic rival for the White House.
�I think that is a position which is not consistent with the fact,� Mr. Romney said. �Actually, just look at what Osam � uh � Barack Obama, said just yesterday. Barack Obama calling on radicals, jihadists of all different types, to come together in Iraq. That is the battlefield. That is the central place, he said. Come join us under one banner.�
The comment set off some confusion among the press corps. Glen Johnson of the Associated Press was momentarily frantically searching for comments made by Mr. Obama, another Democratic presidential contender, about jihadism and Iraq.
The last paragraph is almost a perfect Evelyn Waugh set-piece.
Why not go all the way? How about a resolution condemning China for the millions who suffered in the Cultural Revolution and the tens of millions starved during the Great Leap Forward � right as we�re seeking China�s help on Burma, North Korea, the environment, etc? I mean, for each Armenian the Ottoman Turks slaughtered, at least ten Chinese citizens perished at the hands of the regime whose successors still rule the country. And the government's official stance of denial is just about as strong. So, why not just tell them they were evil? The timing would be especially nice during China's current Party Congress.
I'm sure we could get a unanimous vote for a resolution condemning North Korea for any of a hundred grievous offenses; that would be a good complement to the recent nuclear deal. Why not one denouncing Russia for the Czarist pogroms, to accompany efforts to reason with/rein in Putin? Maybe another condemning England for its subjugation and slaughter of the Scots, to say nothing of the Irish � while also asking Gordon Brown to stay the course in Iraq? What about Australia for its historic treatment of the Aborigines? Or the current nations of West Africa for their role in the slave trade?
The Armenian genocide was real; many Turks pretend it wasn�t. They are wrong, and we should stand for what's right. But it�s hard to think of a more willfully self-indulgent step than lecturing Turkey's current government and people 90 years late.
Leaving aside the fact that Soviet Union acknowledged and repudiated the Czarist pogroms -- before it planned its own version of them -- these points are worth exploring since Fallows' argument hinges not on the question of Why? but on the question of Why now? Of all times to express our solidarity with the Armenian people, he asks, why choose a time when our military alliance with Turkey has suffered, perhaps irrevocably, by the Iraq war and the escalating PKK crisis in Kurdistan?
Fallows' plaint is not new, but it is compelling, at least on the surface. Diplomacy is game that depends partly on the wise seizure of opportunities when they present themselves. Only an idealist or a fool acts without regard for immediate consequences. Yes, dear, geopolitics sometimes means making moral sacrifices to ensure the comity of nations. Better still: Who are we, with all our warts, to chide another country for its atrocities and ongoing attempts to cover them up?
Very well. Let's consider the proposition of a poorly timed historical reckoning with the roles reversed. Let's say that tomorrow China's Central Committee decides to pass a non-binding resolution that condemns the United States for its former slave economy. What would our reaction be? Would we stop lobbying China to intercede in Burma, bolster global environmental policies, and see the North Korean nuclear deal to completion, or would we give up these pursuits to express our outrage at the "self-righteously posturing measure" (Fallows' words) enacted by a repressive regime that would do better to concern itself with its own human rights abuses in the 21st century than with ours in the 19th?
What would the cold, hard logic of realpolitik -- which is what Fallows advocates, after all -- dictate we do under such circumstances? And are other countries immune to this logic? To put it another way, why hasn't Turkey already invaded Iraq after 12 of its soldiers were killed and 8 more were kidnapped?
Even if one agrees that the United States has a responsibility to behave with more self-restraint than other countries, I can't see how the timing for recognizing a genocide would ever be "right." The Ottoman Empire no longer exists. What does exist is the modern Kemalist state of Turkey, which bears no responsibility for the murder and dislocation of 1.5 million Armenians, only for the annihilation of the legacy of this gruesome event. Since it hasn't already, at what point in the future, then, will Turkey realize, without feeling the full weight of shame brought down upon it by an international consensus, that its policy towards facing the past is both immoral and self-defeating? Will it be able to join the European Union so long as even speaking of the Armenian Genocide is a crime punishable by jail time? If the Iraq war had not happened, or if it had gone smoothly, would Congress then have been allowed to hold a NATO ally to account for its denial of history?
There are always excuses to be made for deferring justice a little while longer. Many anti-Dreyfusards of fin de siecle Paris, for instance, suspected that the French captain was innocent but that "now was not the time" to acquit a Jew of false charges if that meant jeopardizing the stability of the teetering Third Republic. La patrie en danger: Couldn't France afford to remain under the cloud of clerical paranoia and medieval superstition a few years longer?
What the excuse-makers fail to realize, however, is that by deferring justice they in effect deny it by making it the hostage of convenience. This is a game infinitely more suspect than diplomacy, and it's bad enough when it's played in Great Britain or the United States, where the most jingoistic refrain is "My Country, Right or Wrong." But how much worse is it when it's played in Turkey, where scores of citizens take to the streets to chant self-righteously in defense of a genocide, and where the refrain seems to be "My Country, Never Wrong"?
As someone who's a great admirer of Ibn Warraq's scholarship on Islam -- though he tends, as he freely admits, to be more of a bibliographer than an original thinker -- I was fascinated by the essay in the New York Review of Books entitled, "How to Understand Islam." The first part is a lucid critique of the politically correct history of Islam, the one that maintains the faith was not spread by the sword or by coercive materialist means -- like the taxation benefits recently lauded by Osama bin Laden -- or that it is intrinsically a religion of peace. (For one thing, I doubt very much that the Prophet would have accepted such a homilistic depiction of some of the most stunning military campaigns waged in the post-Hellenic period.) But the second part of the essay is a kind of in-house rebuke of Ian Buruma and Timothy Garton Ash. The author, Malise Ruthven, rejects Buruma and Garton Ash's ludicrous term "Enlightenment fundamentalist" -- which they promulgated in the pages of the New York Review -- as a fair or adequate assessment of the brave Islamic apostate and fearless atheist Ayaan Hirsi Ali:
It might be more appropriate, however, to describe Ali as a "born-again" believer in Enlightenment values. Infidel has the hallmarks of a spiritual autobiography in which she progresses through various stages of illumination, from childhood trauma in Somalia (entailing genital mutilation inflicted by her own grandmother), through an adolescence in Saudi Arabia and Kenya, where a brief espousal of the ideas of the Muslim Brotherhood empowers her to question her family's tribal values within the frame of the movement's stultifying, still patriarchal religiosity, toward eventual enlightenment and emancipation in Holland, aided by encounters with Dutch fellow students and readings from Spinoza, Voltaire, Darwin, Durkheim, and Freud. This remarkable spiritual journey is interlaced with a classic story of personal courage in the face of a parochial and misogynistic social system that systematically brutalizes women in the name of God, and in which women routinely submit to neglect and violence. Told with a rare combination of passion and detachment, it is a Seven Storey Mountain in reverse: a pilgrimage from belief to skepticism.
Yet for all Hirsi Ali's questioning, there is a spiritual quality about her rebellion. The final break with her family occurs when senior members of her clan arrive in Holland to persuade her to rejoin the husband chosen by her father, in order to save the family's honor. Her refusal seems divinely mandated. "I paused for a moment, and then the words just came out of my mouth. 'It is the will of the soul,' I said. 'The soul cannot be coerced.'" The clan leaders, and her husband, accept the verdict. The soul cannot lie.
"Born-again atheist, practicing troublemaker" is a Morrissey lyric by way of Gore Vidal. But I don't know if I'd call this rebellion "spiritual" so much as moral and intellectual. For instance, "soul" can easily be used as a synecdoche or metaphor for human will by an evolutionary psychologist who rejects the mind-body dichotomy but also, say, appreciates the novels of Dostoevsky. However, it is true that Hirsi Ali displays reverence and awe for some of the finer manifestations of the religion she deplores.
"Enlightenment fundamentalist" wasn't only a smirking and stupid term to coin with respect to her, it was also a profoundly ungenerous one. As I wrote a few months ago in my capsule review of Infidel, published on Commentary's contentions blog:
Right-thinking intellectuals may choose to ignore or rationalize Koranic injunctions like �Your wives are your tillage, go in unto your tillage in what manner so ever you will,� arguing that these are only interpreted literally in a few third-world countries. Yet Hirsi Ali, who grew up in Somalia and traveled with her divided family to Saudi Arabia and Kenya, stands as a living reply: these literalists really get around. They are now, in fact, comfortably ensconced in cosmopolitan cities like London and Amsterdam, where Theo van Gogh, her friend and collaborator on the film Submission, was pulled off his bicycle and shot to death by Mohammed Bouyeri in 2004.
What best refutes Garton Ash�s charge of fundamentalism is the demonstrable fact that, even in her newfound atheism, Hirsi Ali can still pay homage to the rituals of faith. She writes in Infidel: �People were patient with each other in the Grand Mosque, and communal�everyone washing his or her feet in the same fountain, with no shoving or prejudice. We were all Muslims in God�s house, and it was beautiful. It had a quality of timelessness. I think this is one reasons Muslims believe that Islam means peace: because in a large, cool place full of kindness you do feel peaceful.�
Now show me bin Laden�s public acknowledgment that the Bill of Rights has its charms, too.
So can we now please have done with the animadversion that suggests Spinoza is in any way the inverse mirror image of Sayyid Qutb or Hassan al-Banna?
Dr Michele Mendelssohn, a lecturer in English Literature at the University of Edinburgh, is coming out with a new book that suggests Oscar Wilde plagiarized all his best epigrams and insights and was absolutely obsessed with the critical mind of Henry James:
One of the fascinating revelations of her book is quite how successful Wilde was at identifying himself with the Aesthetic movement. Her first illustration is of an American advert from 1882 which reads: "To be truly esthetic [sic] buy your ice cream and confections at JN Piercy's." Alongside this unlikely slogan is an image of Wilde, complete with floppy hair, cravat and velvet knee-length breeches. She points out that similar images of the author, who at the time had little literary output to his name, were used to sell hosiery, corsets, stoves and washing machines. Wilde had never endorsed such products and made no money from the adverts but, in an age long before today's celebrity-fuelled culture, he profited by association just as much as a Big Brother contestant will milk a career by hopping from one tabloid to the next. He had not invented Aestheticism, but he seemed to embody it, so much so that the illustrations that accompanied James's novel Washington Square show a languid, decadent character who looks like nobody so much as Wilde. This is all the more odd when you remember that James was by several years the older of the two, had been riding the Aesthetic bandwagon first and would go on to have a decidedly frosty relationship with a man he cattily described as a "fatuous fool, tenth-rate cad" and an "unclean beast".
The fashionable way of describing this is to say that Wilde poured his real genius into his life and not his art. He was a better self-promoter than he was a playwright, wit or critic. However, can that really be true? At the same time "The Importance of Being Earnest" was selling out at the St. James, Henry James' play "Guy Domville" was tanking across town. What does this tell us? Wilde may have stolen like a bandit, but he was still the best exponent of Aestheticism that ever lived. T.S. Eliot famously stole the term "Waste Land" from... well, from so many different people that it's almost impossible to divine the exact provenance of it. Martin Luther King plagiarized his doctoral dissertation whole-cloth. And does anyone remember -- or care -- about the scandal that almost scuppered Doris Kearns Goodwin's career before she published Team of Rivals and redeemed it forever? And a forgettable Nazi propagandist named Heinz von Lichberg wrote a story in 1916 about an older man who's obsessed with a young girl. The story was called "Lolita."
As someone who's dutifully stayed away from the Harry Potter series, I can't really see what all the fuss is about over Dumbledore's preference for the company of wizards over witches. This is perhaps because it was round about the time I heard someone refer to Tom Cruise as "so far in the closet, he's in Narnia" that I alighted on the somewhat natural parallels that exist between children's fantasy and gay themes. What I mean to say is this: What made-up magical realm of your adolescence can you cite that would have been downright hostile to jazz hands or California wine country? The Freudian uses of enchantment are well documented, and I'm sure there's some graduate thesis being written on the subject -- if it hasn't already.
Indeed, Oscar Wilde is considered by some to have been a better children's author than he was a playwright (though I find this judgment absurd). An openly gay English professor at, I think, NYU supplements his income by ghost-writing the admittedly non-magical and hard-boiled Hardy Boy stories. He's copped to infusing them with homoeroticism. When asked by a friend of mine if he didn't worry that this might make for inappropriate reading material for the 10-14 year-old set, he replied: "The reader is not my problem." Roald Dahl meets John Waters.
Anyway, try Google image-searching "wizard" and see what you turn up. A random sampling:
Quote of the Day: If You Call Your Dad He Could Stop It All
Gawker's Emily went to the N+1 party celebrating their new pamphlet about how books do furnish a room but not a dorm. She came away with this (what I'd call an apercu if I weren't afraid the Talking Points Memo people were still lurking around here):
These people's other regrets include having read Paul de Man before Wordsworth and Deleuze before Proust and having read Frederic Jameson instead of Perry Anderson. The pamphlet is 126 pages long. However, it only takes 5 minutes and 52 seconds to listen to the song "Common People" by Pulp in its entirety.
What's the old Buckley definition of a conservative? Someone who stands athwart history and yells, "Stop!" The Newsweek editor hauls out a few helpful but insufficient facts:
Here is the reality. Iran has an economy the size of Finland's and an annual defense budget of around $4.8 billion. It has not invaded a country since the late 18th century. The United States has a GDP that is 68 times larger and defense expenditures that are 110 times greater. Israel and every Arab country (except Syria and Iraq) are quietly or actively allied against Iran. And yet we are to believe that Tehran is about to overturn the international system and replace it with an Islamo-fascist order? What planet are we on?
I had the same cosmological inquiry when I read the transcript of Mohammed ElBaradei's speech to the 51st Regular Session of International Atomic Energy Agency's General Conference. The IAEA director listed four points about Iran's pursuit of nuclear weapons:
First, the Agency has been able to verify the non-diversion of declared nuclear material in Iran. Iran has continued to provide the access and reporting needed to enable Agency verification in this regard.
Second, Iran has provided the Agency with additional information and access needed to resolve a number of long outstanding issues, such as the scope and nature of past plutonium experiments.
Third, contrary to the decisions of the Security Council, calling on Iran to take certain confidence building measures, Iran has not suspended its enrichment related activities, and is continuing with its construction of the heavy water reactor at Arak. This is regrettable.
Fourth, while the Agency so far has been unable to verify certain important aspects relevant to the scope and nature of Iran's nuclear programme, Iran and the Secretariat agreed last month on a work plan for resolving all outstanding verification issues. These verification issues are at the core of the lack of confidence about the nature of Iran?s programme, and are what prompted actions by the Security Council. Iran?s agreement on such a work plan, with a defined timeline, is therefore an important step in the right direction. Naturally, Iran?s active cooperation and transparency is the key to full and timely implementation of the work plan. If the Agency were able to provide credible assurance about the peaceful nature of Iran's past and current nuclear programme, this would go a long way towards building confidence about Iran?s nuclear programme, and could create the conditions for a comprehensive and durable solution.
In other words, the mullahs are baiting a global regulatory body for more time to amass the very arsenal they say they don't want. Points 1, 2 and 4 are meaningless without 3, don't you think?
Zakaria's mention of North Korea as the real totalitarian menace that should keep Mssrs. Giuliani and Podhoretz awake at night is, to me, only a further validation of their fears.
North Korea is a beggared failed state. It manufactures no substantial good worthy of export, save for military materiel. It enslaves and brainwashes its population under the maxims of a messianic death cult moored to a decades-old revolution. It envisions itself as the perennial victim of foreign aggression and imperialism and assumes no responsibility for the sorry lot of its own people. It possess no real domestic industrial or commercial base. Whatever semblance of an intellectual class it may have once had, it has murdered or hounded into non-existence. It has, by its own transparent behavior, earned almost the entire world's suspicion and scorn. It sees a nuclear arsenal as the only means of self-preservation because it can use the threat of unleashing that arsenal to blackmail thriving nations into helping it improve its economy.
Does any of this sound at all familiar?
I'm with Zakaria on keeping perspective about the mad mullahs. Ayatollah Khameini is not Stalin, Mao or Pol Pot, and to compare him to them diminishes some of the worst crimes of the 20th century. (Neoconservatives would do well to remember one Straussian injunction -- the one against moral equivalence.) However, the Islamic Republic can and should be examined on its own terms and with due attention to how it operates in war. One can learn a lot about a regime by how it chooses to defend itself. A regime that creates "human waves" of sacrificial soldiers and a large army of suicidal children, all promised divine reward for their hollowed-out and dismembered cadavers, is not that can be called anything other than totalitarian. Three to eight years before such a regime has a nuke? OK, then. What can we do to ensure it never has it?
Zakaria errs, too, in saying that Iran has not "invaded a country since the late 18th century." What the hell is it doing in Iraq right now?
A New Quagmire: Can One NATO Member War Against Another?
This blog has not been known for its patience with the Turkish government or military. But the restraint exercised by the Erdogan/Gul regime with respect to Iraqi Kurdistan is both necessary and telling.
To catch you up: Over the weekend, the Kurdish PKK, a Stalinoid terrorist group, ambushed and killed at least 12 Turkish soldiers on Turkish soil, under circumstances that remain unclear, then fled to northern Iraq. In addition, eight more Turkish soldiers are listed as missing, which means they're likely prisoners of the PKK, if they haven�t been killed already, too.
Turkey is demanding that the U.S. and Iraq do everything in its joint power to bring the PKK to heel, although Iraq�s President Jalal Talabani argues that it's almost impossible for any army to find guerrillas who hide in the mountains of Dohuk. And he would know, being a Kurd himself. Moreover, he says, Iraq is not prepared to hand over to Ankara any Kurds it might eventually arrest because � though he doesn't put it like this � Turkey treats its own Kurdish minority miserably.
Are you feeling deja vu? Should you expect a calamitous showdown between two neighboring states that begs comparison to the IDF-Hezbollah war from two summers ago? No, I don't think so. Here�s why.
As Iraq's Defense Minister Abd al-Qadir al-Ubaidi put it to a closed session of Parliament today, the Multi-National Forces-Iraq are still solely responsible for Iraq's security. Only they can dispatch soldiers to the north to strengthen the border against a foreign invasion, and only they can perform search-and-capture missions to bring outlaw guerrillas to justice. Well, guess who still controls MFN-I? We do. The chances that the U.S. would divert resources away from Baghdad and Anbar right now to go after a handful of non-Islamist militants who don�t threaten Iraq�s domestic stability, are, quite frankly, slim and none. We can't afford to jeopardize the success of the surge, which relies on manpower, nor can we countenance a massive, state-backed foreign invasion of Iraq, especially when infiltration by Iran and Syria poses a greater threat to the country than Al Qaeda does. (Talk at the Pentagon now centers on whether or not to come right out and declare "victory" against Al Qaeda. It�s not that doing so would be premature, only hubristic. That's how successfully the Bin Ladenists have been routed in Iraq.)
Now, two NATO members have never gone to war with each other and they never will, not unless the entire charter is to be ripped up. Whatever you think of the late failures of multilateralism, consider that the implosion of NATO would be the greatest crisis to befall a military alliance since Adolf Hitler reneged on his friendship pact with Josef Stalin. A U.S.-Turkey skirmish would cause untold devastation in Afghanistan, which is now guarded chiefly by NATO forces (can you imagine soldiers from two belligerent nations fighting side-by-side in another part of the globe?)
There�s good motive, in other words, behind Turkey�s climb-down in bellicose rhetoric:
Turkey has worked hard to avoid military action, said a Western official, because it knows that an offensive would damage relations with the United States as well as Turkey�s bid to join the European Union, a goal Mr. Erdogan�s government has aggressively pressed.
�We don�t want to go into northern Iraq � it�s a mess,� said Suat Kiniklioglu, a lawmaker from Mr. Erdogan�s party and a member of the Foreign Affairs Committee. �We are a country negotiating with the European Union.�
But the Sunday ambush on Turkish troops was carried out by a much larger force than the P.K.K. typically uses, the Western official said, and appeared aimed at drawing Turkey into conflict.
�I think we�ve passed the threshold,� Mr. Kiniklioglu said. �It looks like for two days or three days there will be a holding off and a waiting period. Unless the U.S. comes up with something magic in the next few days, which is highly unlikely, we�ll probably go in.�
Turkey�s defense minister, Vecdi Gonul, speaking to reporters in Kiev, Ukraine, after talks with Defense Secretary Robert M. Gates, played down plans for swift military action against the Kurdish militants. �We have plans to cross the border, however, not immediately,� Turkey�s Anatolian agency quoted Mr. Gonul as saying.
Something tells me that the Kurdistan Regional Government already knows the fate of the 8 missing Turkish soldiers. Something also tells me that they�re now sharing that knowledge with Baghdad and Washington. The �waiting period� is euphemism for damage control. Whatever the case, it would require a stunning collapse of diplomacy � and probably an attempted coup against the Ankara regime � for Turkish tanks to cross the border into Iraq.
Here's the problem with les enfants terribles: They grow up.
In the eighties, Martin Amis was the caustic golden child of the literary left, a chain-smoking, cliche-loathing prodigy who took time out of satirizing the brute materialism of the Reagan-Thatcher decade to condemn what he called the "mega-death intellectuals." You remember these guys, don't you? They were the ones who occupied the Rand Institute, quietly calculating the estimated corpses of a very likely nuclear "exchange" with the Soviet Union. They weighed their options of a "first-strike" against Russia. They rationalized "escalationism" as the only means of ensuring peace. Perhaps most important of all to language worshiper like Amis, they used these terms outside of inverted commas; they spoke of nuclear war unironically because they thought it was a war that could be won by something other than nuclear weapons.
Yes, the left once loved Martin Amis. But no more. Today he rightly calls Islamism a "murderous ideology" (all mega-death, in other words, no intellectuals). Amis deplores Bin Laden almost as much as he does those correct-thinking Londoners who make excuses for him, or elect to do his PR work. This is a surprisingly large segment of the population, mainly because it's an unsurprisingly large segment of the Guardian editorial board.
I've already posted about Nick Cohen's write-up of the London School of Economics rethink on Putin's Russia and how it has spawned a new generation of British fellow travelers. Well, now here's a thorough recounting of Amis holding forth at the Institute of Contemporary Arts against the same mouth-breathing contingent which applies itself toward the Muslim Brotherhood, Al Qaeda, and Saddam Hussein:
First question: "In view of the fear over Islamism, is it time to bring communism back?"
"Er, no", came the polite answer. "You loon", the impolite, unexpressed addendum.
It was at this point that TV's greatest satirist, the shaggy-haired Swift of our age, took his turn to speak.
And what a wonderful turn it was.
"How many members of the Muslim Brotherhood have you actually spoken to in your research?" he pronounced, in the tone of the man who's sure he's got a dead cert, TKO, killer question.
"Er, quite a few, actually," replied Anthony.
Needless to say, Morris was somewhat deflated, as the haymaker he was sure would condemn his opponents to the canvas somehow fell short. But like any true champion, he kept plugging away.
"And you're saying they're all murderers," he jabbed.
"I think Islamists subscribe to a murderous ideology," parried Amis.
"So you mean they're all murderers?"
"No, but I believe the ideology they subscribe to is murderous."
This continued for what seemed like years, until Anthony deftly tagged Amis, and immediately set about the exposed belly of Morris's argument.
"For example, [insert name of prominent member of MCB, well known to Cif readers] supported Osama bin Laden right up to Sept 11 2001, a period including the Kenyan embassy bombings among others."
Morris, on the ropes, threw out the last lunge any southpaw can in these situations: "Well we supported Saddam Hussein."
Here's a petition that asks Mahoud Ahadminejad to release this brave Iranian whose actions aim only to improve the lot of impoverished bus workers, who "undermine" the regime not a whit.
What a carnival it has been seeing the liberal-left react to the ungenerous reviews of The Israel Lobby. Surely a sign that knee-jerk charges of anti-Semitism and the reductio ad Hitlerum hobble any substantive debate about Israel --?? ah, if only such a debate could be had in the first place!
Matthew Yglesias has gone out of his way to defend John Mearsheimer and Stephen Walt, even furnishing the latter's curriculum vitae in defiance of Martin Peretz's suggestion that Walt had led a "lackluster"?� academic career until the London Review of Books made him an offer he couldn'?t refuse. Walt is a member of the Council on Foreign Relations! He'??s written three whole books before this one! cries Yglesias, who has also bravely affirmed that AIPAC does not represent Jews like himself, his family and the blogger Josh Marshall*.
I very much hope, though, that Yglesias, who has his own humdinger of a volume on U.S. foreign policy in the works, appreciates how categorically conservative and xenophobic his new heroes are. Mearsheimer and Walt belong, along with Michael Scheuer, Bin Laden's book-of-the-month author, to the reactionary isolationist establishment, the one Harry Truman had to defy it in order to merely recognize the state of Israel in 1948, and the one Scoop Jackson had to war against when the Kremlin's outlandish "??education tax" levied against emigrating Soviet Jews became a scandal worth jeopardizing d�tente over in the 1970's. How the sabras must laugh to see a book dedicated to Samuel Huntington, he of the "clash of civilizations" thesis, celebrated everywhere from the University of Chicago to Al Jazeera.
Never ask those suffering from ideological amnesia to examine the irony of their current positions. Forget Che Guevara: the hot new silkscreen t-shirt on campus bears the likeness of Charles Lindbergh. Pat Buchanan's rag the American Conservative asks if the hard right and hard left can make common cause against Bush, then devotes an entire article to naming the non-Jewish neocons in Washington. Taki Theodoropoulos, a man who refers to New York as "The Big Bagel"?� and otherwise spends his time inveighing against the city's rampant sodomites, thinks that Justin Raimondo alone can prevent more earthquakes in San Francisco by blogging the germ of Marxist thought that infects all neoconservative logic.
Fortunately, a few classical leftists do remain in our midst. They don'??t support the war in Iraq, much less Israeli colonialism in the West Bank, but they are admirably unwilling to leverage their internationalism in opposition to either. Denis Lazare of the Nation is one:
Given the kind of people who are criticizing Mearsheimer and Walt and the way the anti-Semitism card is used to silence dissent on the Israel-Palestine question, many might feel compelled to defend their thesis.
They should think twice before doing so. To be sure, Mearsheimer and Walt are not anti-Semites, and The Israel Lobby and U.S. Foreign Policy does not portray Israel as uniquely evil or "singularly pernicious." But just because a book is not bigoted does not mean it is good, and the one that Mearsheimer and Walt have written suffers from significant methodological deficiencies, which is a polite way of saying it's a mess. In expanding their 13,000-word article into a 500-page book (with more than 100 pages of notes!), they have succeeded mainly in exacerbating the flaws of their original argument. They seem to know little about how American government works, how lobbyists function or how the United States interacts with the world at large. They are blind to history and tone-deaf to ideology. Because they blame America's Middle Eastern rampage on a knot of wily Zionist agents, they seem to think that the US role in the region would turn benign if those agents were removed.
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The Israel Lobby and U.S. Foreign Policy is a notable example of a new form of nativism that sees foreigners and their domestic allies as a big source of America's problems and believes that the country would be better off if it could eradicate such influences. Anti-Semitic this is not, but it is still an evasion of the truth that could turn out to be highly dangerous. America will remain in its infantilized state as long as it tries to shift blame for its ills onto foreigners and their domestic agents. It will never solve its problems until it realizes that they originate entirely at home.
* The original version of this post referred to Marshall as a "gentile." A link from Talking Points Memo later and suddenly as I'm bad as Rabbi Morteira, excommunicator of Spinoza. It was an honest mistake, really, and I wasn't suggesting anything about Josh's true-blue Jewishness. I went by Andrew Sullivan's post in response to Yglesias, which indicated Marshall was not on Team Chosen. Oh, and I misspelled Taki Theodoropolous' name and left out the "c" in "reductio."
Benazir Bhutto may have been an incompetent and corrupt prime minister, but her ill-greeted return to Pakistan leaves me wondering if incompetence and corruption is a small price to pay for combating terrorism.
It should be remembered that the Taliban was given succor and military safeguarding under the Bhutto administration of the mid-90's, under the presumption that a totalitarian Islamist state was better than sheer anarchy.
However, Bhutto's time in exile has not been misspent. She's now both clear and firm in her opposition to Al Qaeda. She's managed to pull off what the U.S. Defense Department had hoped Ahmad Chalabi could do in Iraq and cultivate a massive electoral base from outside her own country. And as a Western-educated woman of great beauty and charm, her place at the head of a Muslim state would surely send a signal to the Bin Ladenists that their former patron regime is now unambiguously ranged against them. Bhutto is quite right to say that the ISI can never really fight Al Qaeda while it is still infiltrated by Al Qaeda sympathizers and rogue generals like Mohammad Zia ul-Haq, the man responsible for her father's murder.
Ms. Bhutto earlier said in the interview atop the truck that she was concerned about her security and that she had told General Musharraf that she suspected people in his administration and the security forces of supporting the militants and terrorism.
�This is not the same Pakistan it was in 1996 when my government was overthrown,� she said. �The militants have risen in power. But I know who these people are, I know the forces behind them, and I have written to General Musharraf about this. And I�ve told him there are certain people I suspect in the administration and security.
�Unless there is some thought given to that, this is what emboldens the militants,� she said. �They�ve got some covert support from sympathizers within the system.�
Having long since shed his conservatism, now Mr. Gessen and his colleagues at n 1 have decided to create a liberal version of Mr. Hart's pamphlet, in order to offer college freshmen some guidance about what to read and how to approach their education. The theme of the pamphlet, which consists of transcripts of two roundtable discussions held in n 1's office this past summer, is regret: what they wish they'd read; what they wish they'd known. There is a list at the end of the pamphlet of all the works cited � including those that the participants mocked or that were mentioned because someone regretted having read them. Each of the participants has also contributed a list of around 10 "Books That Changed My Life."
This sounds like a Wes Anderson loop de loop of Allan Bloom's disciples reciting Plato to beat back the bandolier-clad black militants at Cornell in 1969.
In all the reports and essays being written on the supposed imminence of a U.S. bombing campaign against Iran, has any really addressed the possible Iranian responses? What would the mullahs do if, tomorrow, they awoke to find Bushehr reduced to rubble courtesy of American smart bombs? Would they dispatch the Quds Force into Baghdad; turn the entire nation into a latter-day Basiji martyrdom "wave" and try to drive the MNF-Iraq into the Gulf? Or would they start lobbing missiles of their own into Haifa and Tel Aviv, more or less guaranteeing if not World War III, as President Bush ominously phrased it, then at least the greatest international crisis the Middle East has yet known?
Or, given that a fear of regime change impels each and every policy decision and PR blitz undertaken by the mullahs, would their response be more rhetorical than martial? What would do more damage to long-term American interests in the Middle East: Iran's waging a disastrous war against us that it can by no means win, or expanding its interests in the infrastructure of Iraq?
Bomb us and we'll blackout Sadr City after giving its residents unhindered electricity for the first time in four years. Bomb us and we'll create economic chaos to add to your quixotic "political reconciliation." Bomb us and we'll stoke enough sectarian fire in Iraq to make you nostalgic for the razing of the Golden Mosque.
BAGHDAD, Oct. 17 -- Iraq has agreed to award $1.1 billion in contracts to Iranian and Chinese companies to build a pair of enormous power plants, the Iraqi electricity minister said Tuesday. Word of the project prompted serious concerns among American military officials, who fear that Iranian commercial investments can mask military activities at a time of heightened tension with Iran.
The Iraqi electricity minister, Karim Wahid, said that the Iranian project would be built in Sadr City, a Shiite enclave in Baghdad that is controlled by followers of the anti-American cleric Moktada al-Sadr. He added that Iran had also agreed to provide cheap electricity from its own grid to southern Iraq, and to build a large power plant essentially free of charge in an area between the two southern Shiite holy cities of Karbala and Najaf.
I heard from a mutual friend that you woke up the other morning and decided it would be a good idea to join in Rush Limbaugh's campaign of vilification against Media Matters by complaining that I haven�t wished you a happy birthday. To someone who is familiar with me and my work, this claim is patently absurd. In my six books and many thousands of articles, columns and blog posts over the past twenty-five years, I have repeatedly argued against privatization of the Social Security and Medicare systems and other policies that would harm senior citizens such as yourself.
Not long ago I was attending a dinner party in Manhattan where the topic of aging came up over the third glass of an excellent pinot noir that I brought from my most recent trip to wine country. Though I am always reluctant to mention famous people I know, I was pressured to discuss my long acquaintanceship with the pre-eminent philosopher Richard Rorty, who had recently passed away. Dick faced the end of his life with grace and class, finding time to leave a few final marks of his brilliance on the world, such as a recommendation letter he wrote for me. You, of course, are hardly Dick Rorty, Grandmother. But my respect for the aged and interest in discussing your demographic with powerful pundits at a dinner party benefits your life much more than a mere card with the words �Happy Birthday!� that I could have bought for $1.59 at the local drug store chain, where the workers most likely don�t earn a living wage or have access to health insurance.
Given that I am just finishing my seventh book and continue to update my hugely popular blog Altercation, located at mediamatters.org/altercation, while still serving as a Distinguished Professor of English, Brooklyn College, City University of New York, Professor of Journalism at the CUNY Graduate School of Journalism, senior fellow at the Center for American Progress in Washington, DC, where I write and edit the �Think Again� column, senior fellow (since 1985) at the World Policy Institute at The New School in New York, and a history consultant to HBO Films, I'd not be surprised if I may have forgotten your birthday, though this card is not an admission that I did.
However, in charging that I �forgot� your birthday, your cluelessness is aiding and abetting a campaign led by Limbaugh and others to delegitimize Media Matters and the careful work it does. One cannot depend on either the intelligence or the good will of those in the MSM and conservative media not to use your nonsense for the purposes of further manipulation and misrepresentation. Shame on you.
Journalists are both haves and have-nots. They�re at the feast, but know they don�t really belong�they�re fighting for table scraps, essentially�and it could all fall apart at any moment. Success is not solid. That�s part of the weird fascination with Gawker, part of why it still works, five years on�it�s about the anxiety and class rage of New York�s creative underclass. Gawker�s social policing and snipe-trading sideshow has been impossible to resist as a kind of moral drama about who deserves success and who doesn�t. It supplies a Manhattan version of social justice. In the past couple of years, Gawker has expanded its mission to include celebrity gossip, sacrificing some of its insider voice in the process, but on a most basic level, it remains a blog about being a writer in New York, with all the competition, envy, and self-hate that goes along with the insecurity of that position.
Tell it, sister.
I've Gawked, been Gawked, and I once abortively Wonketted. Through it all I came away thinking Denton was a good guy (he more or less got me my job at Slate). And my therapy bills are way higher than Emily Gould's.
Proud Atheists: Steven Pinker and Rebecca Goldstein
Part of the problem with our current debate about the intellectual and moral superiority of atheism has to do with semantics. Atheism is simply defined as the disbelief in God. Yet are the bestselling atheists in our midst -- Sam Harris, Richard Dawkins, Daniel Dennett, Christopher Hitchens -- only arguing against the argument from design, or is there more to their collective plaint than that? Spinoza used God and Nature interchangeably and synonymously, which has led modern readers of his Ethics and Tractatus Theologico-Politicus to surmise that he was a closet atheist. It's true that Spinoza's life work sought to debunk and discredit emotion and faith-- not for nothing did the non-Jewish Jew rank imagination as the lowest form of cognition -- in favor of Pure Reason or a priori truth. Sub specie aeternitatis does not mean everything that endures by the will of heaven but rather by the known (and unknown) laws of the cosmos.
What do we really mean in modern parlance when we refer to an "atheist"? Is this someone who reflexively laughs away the notion of an invisible man in the sky as prima facie absurd, or someone who uses a centuries-old methodology to arrive at the same conclusion? (Orwell once admitted that it would take him a while to combat a flat-earther because all the evidence of the earth's roundness had to be remembered or relearned on the spot.) What we're talking about is the difference between a lazy heckler and a careful investigator, an irascible dogmatist and a cool-headed scientist. The former takes it on faith, as it were, that there is no God; the latter sets out to prove it.
Joseph Stalin's atheism came cheap. Rebecca Goldstein and Steven Pinker's did not.
In your book on Spinoza, you talk about your own religious education in an orthodox Jewish school, and how Spinoza was trotted out by one of your teachers as precisely the kind of heretical thinker that good Jewish girls should avoid. But this seemed to make you especially interested in him. Why do you still like Spinoza so much?
GOLDSTEIN: It's interesting. It's almost like there are two different Spinozas. And I really didn't bring them together until I wrote the book. At my very orthodox all-girls high school, Spinoza was presented to us as a kind of cautionary tale: This is what can go wrong if you ask the wrong questions. I was in a school that discouraged one from even going on to college. And philosophy was absolutely the worst thing you could study because it does ask you to question everything. Then there was the Spinoza I came in contact with when I was a professional philosopher. Spinoza is a metaphysician of a very extravagant sort. He wants to deduce everything through pure reason. And that was a kind of philosopher that I was also taught to dismiss and disdain. So both sides of my training -- the orthodox Jewish training, the analytic philosophy training -- pushed me to dismiss Spinoza.
I also like the grandeur of his ambition. He really does believe that we can save ourselves through being rational. And I believe in that. I believe that if we have any hope at all, it's through trying to be rigorously objective about ourselves and our place in the world. We have to do that. We have to submit ourselves to objectivity, to rationality. I think that's what it is about Spinoza. He's just such a rationalist.
Spinoza certainly dismissed the religion he'd been exposed to. Do both of you consider yourselves atheists?
[pause] GOLDSTEIN: Yes.
PINKER: Yes.
GOLDSTEIN: Proud atheists.
PINKER: There, we said it. [Laughs.]
So you have to hesitate for a moment before you use that dirty word?
PINKER: Atheists are the most reviled minority in the United States, so it's no small matter to come out and say it.
I find it puzzling how the recent atheist manifestos by Richard Dawkins, Sam Harris and Christopher Hitchens have all turned into bestsellers in a country that's overwhelmingly religious. According to various polls, half of all Americans believe the Bible is the literal truth. A recent Newsweek poll found that 91 percent believe in God. How do you explain the enormous popularity of these books?
PINKER: Part of it is that the people who buy books -- at least that kind of highbrow trade book -- are not a random sample of the population. The opinions sampled by these polls are probably soft. When people are asked a question, they don't just turn a flashlight into their data bank of beliefs and read out what they see. When people say, "Yes, I believe in God and the Bible," they're kind of saying, "I'm a moral person. I have solidarity with the community of churchgoers that I was brought up in and that I currently belong to." I think that if you were to probe a lot of people's religious opinions, they would not be as religious as the numbers would suggest.
GOLDSTEIN: It would be fascinating, though, to see a poll of the people who are buying the new atheist books and see how they are answering these questions.
PINKER: Well, the question often arises whether these authors are preaching to the choir. Especially since these books make no concessions toward religious sensibilities. It's a full-throated intellectual assault on the concept of God. My sense is that the books are really not aimed at the 91 percent of the people you cited who believe in God, but rather at some minority of people who are wavering, who've been brought up in a religious way but now have some private doubts. They perhaps think that confessing to being an atheist is like confessing to being a child molester. So they're not willing to even think those thoughts. Then they come across a book that seems to vindicate all of their doubts. And that tortured minority of reflective, analytic people from a religious background -- perhaps like Rebecca from her religious background -- are who the books are aimed at. Julia Sweeney's one-woman show, "Letting Go of God," would be representative of the kind of person whose mind could be changed by a book like that.
Robert Conquest once tried to account for why it was that certain countries were convulsed by full-blooded totalitarianism whereas other countries only ever suffered the outcroppings of it in endowed chairs at major universities. It's the difference, noted the author of The Great Terror and the onetime Sidney and Beatrice Webb Fellow at the London School of Economics, between "ideitis" and "ideosis." Ideitis is a chronic ailment of ideological or messianic thinking, whereas ideosis merely the occasional and easily treatable case. Russia and Germany have ideitis, England and the United States have ideosis. When the two come together, we get the journalism of Walter Duranty, the plays of Lillian Hellman, the non-historical writings of Eric Hobsbawm, and titles like Soviet Communism: A New Civilisation, written by Sidney and Beatrice Webb.
Nick Cohen recently sat through what sounds like an agonized circle-jerk at the LSE about free speech in Russia. As ever, the Kremlin needn't have sent any of its own apologists:
On the stage were sleek representatives of Putin�s new civilisation. Like the Webbs before her, Dariya Pushkova, the London correspondent of Russia Today, a state-controlled TV channel, dealt with the difficult question of Kremlin repression by changing the subject. The British media were just as bad, she said. They reported unverifiable facts as truth and came out with half-baked accusations that Alexander Litvinenko had been poisoned with polonium 210 on the orders of Putin�s henchmen. What was the difference between her propaganda and ours? Who were we to throw stones?
Pavel Andreev from Novosti, the state-controlled Russian news agency, took the stage to argue for the censorship of investigative reporting. Eighty per cent of Russians approved of what Putin was doing and tough tactics were needed to give the people what they wanted. �Russia has always been best under strong leaders,� he added with a nod towards the legacy of the Webbs� Stalin.
I expected the audience to go along with him. Just as urban legend has it that you are never more than six feet away from a rat on the streets of London, so dismal experience has taught me that you are never more than six feet away from an apologist for tyranny at a meeting of London liberals. (A good example of this came a few days later when Martin Amis, a serious novelist, was confronted by Chris Morris, a light entertainer, at the Institute of Contemporary Arts. Amis was so exasperated by the betrayals of principle that he asked members of the audience to raise their hand if they considered themselves morally superior to the sexist, racist, homophobic and psychopathic Taliban. Fewer than a third did.)
I've just found out from Simon Sebag Montefiore's Young Stalin that Vladimir Putin's grandfather worked as a chef in the kitchens of Rasputin, Lenin and Stalin, a culinary trifecta that makes him the most poison-paranoid -- and poison-tempted -- man of the 20th century. Given that Alexander Litvinenko's assassination was eerily reminiscent of the KGB's "Umbrella Murder" of Georgi Markov (see my earlier post about that here), might we conclude that Putin channels his Soviet forebears in every way possible?
Another thing that's been bugging me all week. Martin Amis did not say, as the dire Terry Eagleton claims he did, that he favored treating Muslims as second-class citizens. Nor did Amis say it, as Eagleton maintains, in his Guardian essay, "The Age of Horrorism." Amis told an interviewer that "there is a definite urge" to treat Muslims badly until they "get their house in order," which is a distinction with a difference. Put it this way: If you argue against racial profiling on airplanes, do you do so because your instinct tells you that singling out the one demographic associated with religious terrorism is wrong? Or do you do so because you eventually reason that it is unjust and cruel? What is the "definite urge" and what is the moral calculation?
Eagleton, inexplicably credited for his way with irony, sculls the shallow bay of literalism when he says that he was able transition from Catholicism to Marxism "without having to pass through liberalism." How easy it must be to reupholster the wardrobe of the captive mind. But odd that a literary critic would so disastrously confuse "texts;" odd also that he is able to parse Amis' "definite urge" as Amis' endorsement of state policy.
The above is a trailer for a new documentary about one sector of the insurgency in Iraq. It's called "Meeting Resistance," and once you click Play you'll think the Baathist Information Minister had returned to direct a feature motion picture.
The filmmakers, Steve Connors and Molly Bringham, might be tendentious but they're also useful. So much so that they've been invited to speak at U.S. military installations and, according to Iraq Slogger, they recently screened "Meeting Resistance" inside the Green Zone, making this the new, more relevant "Battle of Algiers" for the counterinsurgency forces. From the film's website:
To make Meeting Resistance we traveled to the Al Adhamiya district of northern Baghdad to make the acquaintance of some of the people actively engaged in the fight. Adhamiya had its fifteen minutes of fame when, in April 2003, Saddam Hussein made his final public appearance there before being toppled from power. The district was also the scene of the last stand in Baghdad; local militia and foreign volunteers battled it out with American armor around the Abu Hanifeh mosque at least a day after the rest of the city had capitulated. Those who were involved in the fighting told us that Saddam fought alongside them, escaping only at the very end. Although a predominantly Sunni neighborhood, Adhamiyah was never favored by the Ba'athist regime and attitudes to both the President and the party were, - at best, ambivalent. Years of infrastructural neglect have taken their toll on this traditional, middle class area of the capital and its inhabitants have suffered just as much as anyone else from the privations wrought by the wars and sanctions the regime brought upon them.
In the teashops and alleyways of Adhamiya we found people who - within days of the fall of Baghdad - were organizing themselves into resistance cells, finding the money and weapons to continue the fight against the American military. We discovered that before retired general Jay Garner had even managed to board an aircraft in Kuwait, phase two of the Iraq war was being planned in places like Adhamiya.
By repeatedly interviewing a number of characters over a period of ten months we were able to learn about the people themselves, how they organize themselves, why they have decided to violently oppose the occupation of the country, what are the underlying ideological foundations to their fight and how and why those have changed over time. We discovered, from those involved, the real timeline of developments - both structural and tactical - that have led to the present methodology and targeting policies by the different groups who gather under the heading of the Iraqi resistance. We came to know who funds them [broadly speaking] and where they get their weapons, who and how they recruit and what effects US counter-insurgency operations have on their will and effectiveness to fight.
That's the only smile-inducing thing you'll find in the November issue of Vanity Fair, what with David Rose's much-buzzed-about report on the war-profiteers of Halliburton and Hitch's moving piece about Mark Daily.
I claim it as a point of pride as an editor that I've hired and promoted the work of Ali Eteraz. For those of you unfamiliar with him, he's an American Muslim of Pakistani heritage who works as an international human rights lawyer. A popular blogger in his own right, he has, for the past several weeks, been unraveling a sort of historical survey/liberal manifesto for the future of his religion at the Guardian's Comment is Free. It's a five-part series (so far) and represents, to my mind, simply the best stuff that's been done on the subject of a moderate Islam, and the area of congruence between the religion and modern politics.
Ali writes with clarity, wit and verve, and I suggest you check out all five of his posts. His last one in particular - "The making of the Muslim left" - is worthy of your attention because it lays out his doctrine in easily digestible bullet points:
This Muslim left should also espouse the following basic ideas, without being limited to them:
� separation of mosque and state;
� opposition to tyranny (even if the tyrant has liberal values);
� affirmance of republicanism or democracy;
� an ability to coherently demonstrate that the Muslim right represents merely one interpretation of Islam;
� a commitment to free speech and eagerness to defeat the Muslim right in the marketplace of ideas;
� commitment to religious individualism and opposition to left-collectivism, specifically Marxism;
� opposition to economic protectionism;
� opposing any and all calls for a "council of religious experts" that can oversee legislation (even if those experts are liberals); and
� affirming international law.
Muslim leftists will - it is a must - have to be able to articulate all of these in Islamic terms, in order to persuade the people who need to be convinced, ie Muslims. This means that a Muslim leftist will, naturally, also have facility in the Muslim traditions. The real-world paucity of individuals with such dual facility is indicative of how far behind Muslim leftism is currently.
Further, in order to advance these ideas, the Muslim left will have to be sophisticated enough to employ certain strategies. These include but are not limited to:
a) Popularising the slogan "theocentric, not theocratic" to counter claims of religious treason that will be hurled by Islamists;
b) An alliance with supporters of old-school Muslim orthodoxy who despite their conservative values are not the same as the Muslim right because they do not like to politicise their faith. These Muslims, by virtue of doctrine and history, have always supported separation of mosque and state, and still do;
c) Having the confidence to call their solutions truer to the ethos of Islam than the ideas of the Islamists, without engaging in apostasy wars;
d) An alliance with Marxists and neo-Marxist Muslims without getting sucked into their collectivist phantasmagoria;
e) Opposing any and all punishments, fines and stigma for "apostasy," "heresy," and "blasphemy". This includes opposition to all "sedition" crimes;
f) Accepting that the enthronement of the left through democratic means might require the intermediate step of the Muslim right succeeding as well, due largely to its head-start;
g) Supporting arts, literature, agnosticism and atheism without engaging in derogatory or insulting gestures. The battle against Islamism isn't a fight against Allah or Prophet; it is against an ideology;
h) Supporting Muslims' right to express their piety with beards, hijab, niqab in order to draw the moderates among the pietists away from the Islamists; and most importantly
i) Opposition to all imperial western behaviour. Also, rejection of any and all alliances and support from the western right.
Point i), you'll notice, is subject to inquiry because what Ali means by "imperial western behaviour" is not the Sykes-Picot Accord but the current struggle to rescue Iraq, and the "western right" refers not to Pat Buchanan but to Paul Wolfowitz.
Still, as someone who's had a great deal of fun at the expense of a witless and ideologically promiscuous antiwar movement, I find exactly the sort statement of principles I've been looking for from someone who both opposes regime change and believes in the One True God.
�Russia is the only country that is helping Iran to realize its nuclear program in a peaceful way.� So spoke our bearded friend in the perpetual gray suit today after an historic visit by Vladimir Putin to Tehran--the first by a Russian head of state since Stalin in 1943.
Putin been building, albeit at a willfully sluggish pace, the Bushehr nuclear power plant for the mullahs, and he's clearly impelled to lock arms with Ahmadinejad in order to buck U.S. military expansion in the Caspian (we have a base in Kyrgyzstan and have financed the upgrade of a Soviet airfield in Azerbaijan). Time's Tony Karon explains the significance of the visit:
Russia agrees that Iran has, in some of its activities, failed to meet the transparency requirements of the Non-Proliferation Treaty, which is the basis for the Security Council demand that it suspend enrichment until it can clear up questions raised by the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA) and restore confidence in its intentions. But the IAEA and Tehran have agreed to a "work plan" and timetable for Iran to resolve the outstanding questions, which is why further U.N. action has been tabled pending the outcome of that process.
And should that process falter or fail, another process will of course be initiated buying Tehran yet more time to do what everyone, including Vladimir Putin, knows it's trying to do with enriched uranium.
I doubt very much that Ahmadinejad is as pleased with his Kremlin counterpart as he makes out to the media. For one thing, this landmark visit could have happened years ago. (How many trips have Hugo Chavez and some grizzled apparatchik from Cuba made to Tehran since the war in Iraq began?) For another, Iran has learned the hard way that being used as a buffer in a game of Great Power intimidation rarely benefits Iran because everything is contingent on external factors such as who our next president will be, whether or not the Caspian states will get their oil pipelines built, breaking Moscow's energy monopoly, etc. Putin knows that he wields more power as a threat to the United States before the mullahs have got the bomb than he will after they've got it.
It seems to me that a major strategic blunder is being made by Washington and Paris (notwithstanding the fact that Bernard Kouchner is easily the best foreign minister France has had since Charles Gravier). Iran's biggest historic rival in the region is now its handmaid for Shiite dominance. Another frequent guest of Ahmadinejad is our own permanent ally Jalal Talabani, the Iraqi president, who spent some time in Iran when his party, the Patriotic Union of Kurdistan, was at war with Massoud Barzani's Kurdistan Democratic Party. There is no chance now that Iraq will ever have nuclear weapons, leaving Iranian deterrence all about one fear: regime change at home.
The U.S., by reactivating diplomacy with the Islamic Republic, could easily assure that regime change is not, nor will it be, in the offing. A deal similar to the one just struck with North Korea could be struck with the mullahs without necessarily sacrificing our commitment to funding opposition groups and NGOs inside Iran. (How's this for neocon realism: plausible deniability. It worked for the Congress for Cultural Freedom for a spell, didn't it?)
At the very least, a willingness on our part to negotiate will deprive Iran of its facile sensationalism and its attempt to depict itself as an "anti-imperialist" stalwart in the Middle East. We might make it a condition of such negotiations that Ahmadinejad call it quits on the grandstanding, his threats to Israel, and his creepy talk about the Holocaust, which does more damage in the Arab polities than it does in the Persian one. (If nothing else, it'll make my blog reading easier to see the New Left types sputter and grumble about "hegemony" and counterrevolution.)
But what do you suppose means more to Ayatollah Khamenei right now: Photo ops with Chavez, or getting Condoleeza Rice's undivided attention? Wouldn't it be worth the price of admission just to see the first American head of state touch down in Tehran since the era of the Shah, and to see it broadcast on Venezuelan, Cuban, Bolivian, Chinese, Russian televisions? What then, Al Jazeera?
Jura Watchmaker at Drink-Soaked Trotskyite Popinjays for War thinks Gore's win is bollocks but he's more troubled by the following:
In yesterday�s Guardian, David Adam reported on a court case brought by political activist and Kent school governor Stewart Dimmock, who objects to the government�s plan to show Gore�s film in secondary schools. The judge, Mr Justice Barton, refused to block the move, but criticised the film, and demanded that when it is presented in schools, the Department of Children, Schools and Families should make it clear that the film is not an impartial analysis of climate science.
My own view is that An Inconvenient Truth is based largely on scientific fact, but this is embellished and distorted in the service of a personal political agenda. In the past I�ve objected to taxpayers� money being spent on feeding this propaganda to British school students. I now accept that this battle is lost, and advocate that the film be accompanied by teacher-produced discussion notes that put Al Gore�s contribution to the climate change debate into political context.
The judge, I think, was right. But what text or film peddled by tax-funded schools to whatever nation's children is not equally dubious? Try reading a U.S. high school civics book sometime and see if you don't come away feeling that milk-and-cookies propaganda is not what it amounts to. P.J. O'Rourke, in his funny years, memorbably flipped through one: "What U.S. president overcame a handicap to bravely lead our nation through one of its darkest hours?" P.J.: "Surprisingly, the answer wasn't Ronald Reagan, his handicap being Nancy."
Also, what Nobel laureate hasn't overdone things a bit in light of a "personal political agenda"? A campaign undertaken with enough monomaniacal passion to qualify as a "crusade" -- which is what Oslo typically honors -- is surely driven by a personal political agenda. The 1997 Peace Prize recipient was a woman named Jody Williams. She won it for her relentless efforts to get land mines banned internationally. Question: Is a woman who devotes her life singularly to seeing a devastating and outmoded weapon enter the dustbin of history not putting top priority on something that is arguably not the most urgent crisis facing humanity? (AIDS kills more people per annum than land mines do.) Of course she is. Do I think global warming is a greater threat than the collected forces of theocratic fascism? No, I don't.
But nor do I think that anyone who agrees with me in waging as merciless a war against Al Qaeda and company gives a good damn about a public relations bauble tied to "awareness" and "consciousness-raising." Gore did what Nobel clearly prefers, so why not let him have his prize? Given the committee's track record, can't you think of other possible winners who would have made once again a complete farce of the whole proceeding?
UPDATE: Over at the Popinjays, Bill and I have a comments discussion. The thread so far:
Bill
Friday 12 October 2007 at 20:03
�But nor do I think that anyone who agrees with me in waging as merciless a war against Al Qaeda and company gives a good damn about a public relations bauble tied to �awareness� and �consciousness-raising.��
About that awareness and consciousness-raising�
Go to youtube and google �Ban Water Petition� and �Women�s Suffrage� petition and you�ll see lots of people aware with their consciousness fully erect � and not giving a damn about understanding what they care about, so long as they�re seen caring about it as much, if not more, than the next guy.
The problem is not that Gore got the Nobel prize for making a movie that strangly seems more about Al Gore than Climate Change, but that Awareness and Consciousness Raising is now called �good pedagogy� even when it�s pushing bad science, junk science or even good science (albeit without actually teaching the science since numbers always get in the way of caring and may lead to �skepticism�).
Sorry to rant but that�s a major education peeve of mine these days.
Snarksmithy
Friday 12 October 2007 at 20:13
All true, though I would venture to say that at least the debate has been brought to fore by Al�s self-aggrandizing work on the environment. For one thing, Bjorn Lumborg might not sell half as many books if it weren�t for An Inconvenient Truth, which, so far I can tell � and I�m below an amateur on the science of climate change � was an epic poem masquerading as a critical essay.
For every eco-weenie who�ll put a feather in his cap for �caring� more thanks to Al, there�s at least someone out there who�ll do some homework because his interest in the subject has been piqued. And even those who don�t do the homework but are still concerned enough to buy energy-saving light-bulbs, or fuel-efficient cars, etc. � if they choose to credit Gore, as many of them have done, who am I to take that away from them?
I should have added to my post that while there are scores of dubious recipients we should feel lucky the prize did not go to this year, there are still scores of deserving recipients we should feel shamed that it didn�t.
However, I begin to feel I�m overextending myself in behalf of a contest defined by the likes Henry Kissinger, Yasir Arafat and Jimmy Carter.
Hey, don't sweat it. The swastika is just a plus sign doing cartwheels, and the noose was a last-minute alternative to a don't-come-a-knockin' necktie.
NEW YORK -- Police are continuing to investigate an anti-semitic message that included a swastika found etched into a bathroom wall at Columbia University, just two days after a noose was discovered hanging from the door of a professor at Teachers College.In a message to the Columbia community, President Lee Bollinger said he was saddend by the second incident of hate in a week.
Not to cross streams with Jewcy's lovely litterateur Elisa Albert, but I actually think the Swedish academy excelled this year. Doris Lessing is of a generation of postwar English novelists that I'd assumed had been forgotten entirely, not just by the prize syndicate but by the international readership. Now comes the unsurprising news that Al Gore has won the Nobel Peace Prize. You can quibble that his minatory work on global warming hardly relates to "peace," but there is no doubt that his tireless advocacy has done a world, so to speak, of good:
�We face a true planetary emergency,� Mr. Gore said in the statement. �The climate crisis is not a political issue, it is a moral and spiritual challenge to all of humanity. It is also our greatest opportunity to lift global consciousness to a higher level.�
I don't know about "spiritual," but the point is taken.
A cynic would be justified in saying that the committee in Oslo wanted to bury another rapier in the side of the sitting American president. Carter, ElBaradei, Gore: "Anybody But Bush" sounds about right.
Yet Gore has been an environmentalist far longer than Carter has been a champion of "stability" in the Middle East (it was his administration, after all, that coaxed Saddam Hussein into invading Iran); longer than ElBaradei has been going about, in his oh-so-multilateral way, atomic regulation. For once, then, it can truly be said that the Peace plaudit went to someone who has spent a lifetime earning it, rather than a mere election cycle. It's a day like today in which he must wonder if being the leader of the free world is all it's cracked up to be.
Nicholas von Hoffmann and the Lobby -- the Armenian One
Nicholas von Hoffman will probably go to his grave still known as the journalist who predicted in 2001 a complete rout in Afghanistan -- by the Taliban. To borrow Trotsky's animadversion on Dwight Macdonald, everyone has the right to be stupid, by von Hoffman abuses the privilege.
His latest Nation column, "Whose Genocide Counts?", is more like a sub-literate raspberry directed at the congressmen of the House Foreign Affairs Committee who yesterday voted to recognize the Armenian Genocide:
What's next? A resolution condemning Napoleon's invasion of Egypt and the slaughter visited on the Egyptians at the Battle of the Pyramids? And how about a little legislative attention for the Romans killed by Hannibal at the Battle of Cannae in 216 BC. Better look into that one, too, guys.
Do you think that the House Foreign Affairs Committee might, after it has righted any number of ancient wrongs, look into what the Sam Hill is going on now? This very committee has a direct responsibility for the death of 600,000 Iraqis and the flight of some 2 million more from their homes. Does that bear a little looking into? While they are putting the genocide label on others, would the gentlemen and gentleladies of the committee consider putting some sort of label on themselves?
More interesting questions: Does France today make it a crime to acknowledge or publish works about Napoleon's invasion of Egypt? Is there a massive state-funded project underway attempting to get classicists to airbrush Hannibal's depredations from the historical record?
Since von Hoffman segues so effortlessly from Bonaparte to Baghdad, it's worth pointing out that the Left's favorite Mideast historian is Juan Cole, lately the author of Napoleon's Egypt: Invading the Middle East, which parlays the French general's 19th century adventurism into a cautionary tale about U.S. efforts in Iraq.
And what of those efforts? According to the above, the same committee that now censures the vanished Ottoman Empire bears a "direct responsibility for the death of 600,000 Iraqis and the flight of some 2 million more." If only Al Qaeda or the Mahdi Army had thundered and grumbled about the Tehcir Law, then perhaps The Nation might lay some direct responsibility at their feet!
Of course, we're now told of another dread "lobby" that has wielded its undue influence to get cynical congressmen to alienate Turkey: "Many persons of Armenian extraction live in vote-rich California," writes von Hoffman, "which explains why these politicians have flung themselves into the study of bygone events. Once again the pander bear stalks the land."
There are exactly 10 California representatives on the committee, and the resolution was passed 27-21, leaving the other 17 either big fans of System of a Down or hostages to conscience.
And consider von Hoffman's citation of Committee chairman Tom Lantos, who:
hit it on the head when he said, "We have to weigh the desire to express our solidarity with the Armenian people...against the risk that it could cause young men and women in the uniform of the United States armed services to pay an even heavier price.
Von Hoffman is concerned for the U.S. troops fighting, in an all-volunteer military, a war commissioned by the very politicos said to be directly responsible for a human catastrophe. Left to the imagination is what von Hoffman thinks of the responsibility borne by those troops he suddenly can't bear to see put in harm's way for so many dead and displaced Iraqis. But the moral logic here is as simple as it is bankrupt: Turkey might now assault our soldiers and this is all the fault of rich Armenians and incumbents! Von Hoffman could teach Bashar al-Assad's correspondence course in propaganda.
Just out of curiosity, and because a Turkish invasion of Kurdistan seems imminent, what responsibility would the rogue Kemalist military bear for killing Kurds under the pretext of hunting the PKK? What responsibility does Abdullah Gul bear for imprisoning the son of murdered journalist Hrant Drink for the crime of re-publishing his father's articles about the Armenian Genocide?
Looks like Armenian-Jewish solidarity is stronger than ever. We've both got evil, heaving lobbies in Washington responsible for all the trouble in the world.
Well, let's get one thing out of the way at the start:
COULTER: Do you know what Christianity is? We believe your religion [Judaism], but you have to obey.
DEUTSCH: No, no, no, but I mean --
COULTER: We have the fast-track program.
DEUTSCH: Why don't I put you with the head of Iran? I mean, come on. You can't believe that.
COULTER: The head of Iran is not a Christian.
DEUTSCH: No, but in fact, "Let's wipe Israel" --
COULTER: I don't know if you've been paying attention.
DEUTSCH: "Let's wipe Israel off the earth." I mean, what, no Jews?
COULTER: No, we think -- we just want Jews to be perfected, as they say.
DEUTSCH: Wow, you didn't really say that, did you?
COULTER: Yes. That is what Christianity is. We believe the Old Testament, but ours is more like Federal Express. You have to obey laws. We know we're all sinners --
DEUTSCH: In my old days, I would have argued -- when you say something absurd like that, there's no --
COULTER: What's absurd?
DEUTSCH: Jews are going to be perfected. I'm going to go off and try to perfect myself --
COULTER: Well, that's what the New Testament says.
"A drag queen impersonating a fascist" was Andrew Sullivan's line to describe Ann Coulter, whose last book Godless: The Church of Liberalism was released on the New Testament-friendly date 6/6/06.
In a way, there's a macabre allure to Coulter, who at least cuts through the cant and bullshit of most television commentary and gets right down to business. 9/11 widows? Marinating in their own grief. Elizabeth Edwards? A hulking shrew of a wannabe First Lady married to a "faggot."
She is rather like a Cabaret act gone awry: What's she going to say this time? is how viewers right and left approach the spindly Nordic mean girl, like so many embarrassed i-bankers getting lap dances at Lucky Cheng's.
Coulter famously advocated converting Muslims to Christianity after the attacks on the Pentagon and World Trade Center. This occurred in the pages of The National Review and promptly led to her sacking by Jonah "the Lionhearted" Goldberg. (Coulter might also be careful, lest her column be yanked from Jewish World Review, one of the only high-trafficked internet portals, along with Human Events, to continue to publish it.) And if you bother to read Godless, which I did, you'll find that she actually sympathizes with the Taliban when it comes to their method for dealing with queers: dropping walls on them.
Coulter is the anti-matter of sensationalism and she knows it. She could elope with John Walker Lindh in Vegas and bomb an abortion clinic on the way home and the public outrage would only ever register as the idiom of the brain-dead sitcom: "That's our Ann!"
How the ADL and Its Defenders Get Realpolitik Wrong
[Note: Now that President Bush has officially declared his opposition to the House resolution recognizing the Armenian Genocide, I thought it might be worthwhile to re-examine Turkey's supposed importance to "stability" in the Middle East. I wrote this blog post a little over a month ago. -MW]
In his academic satire The Catastrophist Lawrence Douglas envisions a great auction of ethnic self-pity. At a conference in Berlin, Daniel Wellington, an art historian of war memorials, shrivels before an Armenian scholar who maintains that Germany should erect an �omnibus� memorial to honor not just the victims of the Holocaust but all victims of atrocity. (Wellington is there to argue the opposite case.) �Doesn�t the long history of the suffering of the Jews,� submits Professor Kostygian, �contain the suffering of all peoples?� A trifle sententious, but this remark hits the right note with the audience. Kostygian�s Armenian grandparents were slaughtered by the expiring Ottoman regime during World War I, and yet, as he later admits to Wellington in private, the �universality of atrocity� hasn�t got a fighting chance.
When the interests of two embattled and victimized minorities collide, you can be sure that cant and moral hypocrisy will prevail. I�ve remembered Douglas�s vignette in the current scandal over the Anti-Defamation League�s refusal to even recognize, let alone commemorate, the Armenian Genocide. My colleague and comrade Joey Kurtzman has brilliantly shown how the �watchdog� organization founded in the 1930�s to combat anti-Semitism has now become another mangy outfit worthy of invigilation itself. The public pressure brought to bear on the ADL since Joey�s �Fire Foxman� article first appeared in Jewcy has been intense, yet the group�s position remains unchanged. The ADL still will not unequivocally state that between 1915 and 1917 Turkey slaughtered and displaced up to a million and a half Armenians, and it still will not back the Congressional resolution that recognizes this event as the first genocide of the 20th century.
The whole issue rests of course on that teetering concept realpolitik. We must therefore consign to the dustbin of idealism a few annoying facts: namely, that in 1943 a Polish Jew named Raphael Lemkin coined the term �genocide� to describe the annihilation of European Jewry, and that twenty years before, he instanced the annihilation of Armenians as a prototypical example that would yield an inevitable sequel. Never mind, also, that in 1939 Adolf Hitler was given to exclaim, �Who today remembers the extermination of the Armenians?� as his own "realist" justification for implementing the Final Solution.
To put the matter bluntly, the American Jewish community is worried about alienating Turkey, the strongest military ally of Israel in the Middle East. Turkey is today a member of NATO and a seemingly permanent candidate for European Union membership, a status imperiled by its policy of making acknowledgment of the Armenian Genocide a national crime: "denigrating Turkishness� in the official script. Turkey has brought unending shame upon itself by attempting to prosecute its own Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk for speaking the truth about his country�s blood-stained past, and there is evidence to suggest that the Turkish police�ever the wayward arm, along with the military, of the Kemalist state� were behind the murder of the beloved dissident journalist Hrant Dink for similar reasons.
As reactionary as its domestic policies have been, Turkey has a shown a radical willingness to align with Israel in matters of geopolitical importance. Last summer, it committed U.N. troops to help disarm Hezbollah in southern Lebanon, and it routinely shares intelligence and conducts counterinsurgency exercises with the IDF. This special relationship is thus brokered on �security,� the ultimate trump card on humanitarian concerns for a staunchly pro-Israel contingent of American Jews.
A tipping point in the current ADL controversy was reached last week when the left-leaning Jewish newspaper The Forward published an astonishing editorial heralding a �post-Holocaust� age in which�[r]emembering genocide is important, but not as important as saving lives today.� The Forward was less clear about which lives are to be saved simply by asking the ADL to recognize the Armenian Genocide, but the editorial begged an interesting question. Just how vital is Israel�s alliance with Turkey, and should Diaspora Jews really be lobbying for its continuance?
There are four reasons to suspect that realpolitik is, as ever, wishful thinking garbed in the wardrobe of cynical excuses.
The �ancient history� argument applies just as stingingly to Turkey. What�s past is past, only the future matters. If this is the hollow core of The Forward�s logic, then we must ask: Why can it not be applied with equal force to the Turkish gambit of denial?
If Turkey admitted the Ottoman Empire's barbarism, how could this be construed as a blight on the democratic state, founded, let's not forget, on a feverishly pro-Western policy of modernization? Unless one thinks that British Prime Minister Gordon Brown should stand trial for the Amritsar Massacre, the acknowledgment of a decades-old atrocity in a parliamentary regime is ethical but academic. The price of truth and reconciliation is, in �realist� terms, smaller to pay.
Unlike Saddam�s genocide of the Kurds or Milosevic�s genocide of Balkan Muslims, no participant in the current Turkish government orchestrated the genocide of Armenians almost a century ago. But an entire nation robs itself of moral credibility by continuing to deny what the rest of the world long ago accepted as historical fact. Would it not benefit Turkey and its allies to settle this national question once and for all?
Turkey is hostile to the Kurds, who are more valuable friends of Israel. The Armenian Question is not the only one bedeviling Turkey, which has long persecuted its Kurdish minority under the pretext of �assimilation.� It outlawed, until recently, the Kurdish language and jailed one of the country�s most charismatic Kurdish parliamentarians, Leyla Zana, for �separatist speech.� However, the war in Iraq has forever changed the dynamics of discrimination in the Mediterranean.
If Iraq breaks up into three separate countries�"Sunnistan," "Shiastan," and Kurdistan�there is every indication that the Turkish military would attempt an invasion of an independent Kurdistan to thwart the oil-rich Iraqi city of Kirkuk from failing into the Kurdish sphere of influence. The Turkish army is already fighting what amounts to a civil war in the southern, mainly Kurdish province of Diyarbakir. But as Seymour Hersh documented in a 2004 New Yorker article, any attempt by Turkey to antagonize Suleimaniyah would also objectively antagonize Tel Aviv.
After the fall of Saddam�s regime, Israel re-established its covert training and intelligence-sharing program, first conceived in the sixties, with the Kurds of northern Iraq. Hersh cited Intel Brief, a newsletter circulated by two CIA counterterrorism experts, who concluded that Iraqi Kurds were helping Israel uncover the details of Iran�s nuclear weapons project, and bolstering opposition to the Assad dictatorship in Syria�much to the chagrin of Ankara.
Good. As far as both Israel and the United States are concerned, the Kurds make for better secular Muslim allies in the Middle East, and their readiness to help either government despite former betrayals is nothing short of a monument to stoicism and friendship.
Turkey has somehow maintained its amicable relationship with Israel despite its threatening security arrangement with the Kurds. How absurd to think that the ADL�s about-face on the Armenian Genocide could possible endanger that relationship.
The Turkish government is still openly anti-Semitic. It defies irony that the ADL, normally so attuned to the faintest whiff of Jew-hatred in international media, will truckle to the Islamist regime of the newly elected Turkish President Abdullah Gul.
As recently as last year, Turkey produced a laughable state-funded film entitled Valley of the Wolves Iraq, also known as the �Turkish Rambo.� Chronicling a minor incident involving Turkish special forces during the U.S. occupation of Iraq, the action movie was a high-budget exercise in conspiracy-mongering. It also trafficked in an anti-Semitic caricature that would have done Der Sturmer proud. One subplot of Valley of the Wolves featured Gary Busey � yes, Gary Busey � as an American Jewish Army doctor who steals organs from Iraqis and sells them to wealthy patients in New York, London and Tel Aviv.
Turkish Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan was given a private screening of the film, which went on to become Turkey�s biggest blockbuster to date, and Gul himself said it was �no worse than some of the productions of Hollywood studios.� How right he was two years after The Passion of the Christ, still the ADL�s bete noir of anti-Semitic cinema.
In other words, Turkey has been undermining the popularity of its own alliance with Israel, and using bigotry of a higher magnitude than anything the ADL routinely condemns.
The critics of the �Israel Lobby� benefit from the ADL�s stance. Now that John Mearsheimer and Stephen Walt have ballooned their notorious thesis � that a powerful �Israel Lobby� wields undo influence over U.S. foreign policy � into a book, who better to rebut them than� Abe Foxman!
On the very same day that The Israel Lobby and U.S. Foreign Policy was published, Foxman�s own counterargument hit the shelves as The Deadliest Lies: The Israel Lobby and the Myth of Jewish Control. If they were so inclined to challenge their challenger, Mearsheimer and Walt could start with Foxman�s title and proceed from there: �How dare a man who refuses to acknowledge a genocide accuse us of spreading the 'deadliest lies'?� Moreover, the cretinous maneuvering of the ADL conforms almost perfectly to the Harvard scholars� theory about just how far American Jewish organizations will go to protect Israel. The ADL�s press release on the Armenian Genocide might as well be blurbed on The Israel Lobby�s book jacket.
If The Forward is really out for the Jewish state�s best interests, how can it possibly hope to defend them by standing behind such a flammable straw man as Abe Foxman?
President George W Bush has urged US legislators not to pass a resolution declaring the massacre of Armenians in the Ottoman Empire to be genocide.
"This resolution is not the right response to these historic mass killings," he said hours before a vote by the House Foreign Affairs Committee.
What might the right response be, then? Perhaps the House Foreign Affairs Committee could call for Turkish reparations to be paid to the families of those who died in the "historic mass killings."
The vote on the resolution, which Jewcy has been supporting together with our Armenian comrades at No Place for Denial, takes place today at 1:30. Here's the website at which you can watch the proceedings live.
Meanwhile, Turkey has been strong-arming the easily wilted Nancy Pelosi.
And Foxman's latest weasel words: "We are opposed in the sense that we do not believe this is the place it should be resolved. We may change our minds we may not."
* Check our always up-to-date list of Jewcy's posts on the ADL/Armenian Genocide issue
Johann Hari and Alisher Usmanov learn the hard way:
British libel law is notorious for its ability to silence critics of wealthy�and often shady�public figures. Premised on the notion that a published statement has opened a person to scorn, derision, social alienation, or caused him to lose face with "right-thinking" individuals, it has come to mean that almost everyone on the planet has a case and the nation is a hotbed for libel tourism�Craig Unger's House of Bush, House of Saud had difficulty being published in the United Kingdom because of lawsuit fears. The law was revised slightly in 2006, but Fleet Street has been reluctant to challenge libel threats, usually issuing abject corrections and apologies instead. The process is costly and, if a newspaper loses, it bears the responsibility for paying the plaintiff's legal fees.
One would think, then, that bloggers with neither the deep pockets nor the lawyers of their mainstream media compatriots would be even less willing to fight accusations of libel. But, as two recent cases point out, they might be ideally suited to undermining the institution that precipitated the downfall of Oscar Wilde.
The verboten subject in talking about Burma is China -- namely, its responsibility to rein in the very junta it arms to the teeth. (90% of Burmese military weapons come from Beijing).
Jim Fallows, Steven Clemons and Matt Yglesias all agree that the United States is hobbled by its failed interventionism, and thus has no ability -- much less any moral credibility -- to coax the next superpower into doing anything it doesn't want to do. As such, couldn't we quit the saber-rattling over human rights violations in Rangoon already? (If you're Yglesias, any expression of outrage over the bludgeoning of monks, the on-camera assassination of a foreign journalist, and the categorical shut-down of an entire country's Internet access is coterminous with hawkish rhetoric, in which the new prey is -- China.)
If I had to nominate the paragraph that best encapsulates this new vogue of realist thinking by wide swaths of the American left, it would be this one by Clemons:
But that does not mean that China will simply be America's puppet and will solve all of the problems we see in Burma, Darfur, and other parts of the globe because we have pressured it into doing so. China is a shrewd calculator of its interests. So too the United States used to be.
Judge of Nations, spare us yet. Lest we forget, lest we forget! I never thought I'd see the day that a foreign policy wonk waxed nostalgic about America's losing streak in the Great Game. "So too the United States used to be." Yes, in Nicaragua, El Salvador, Iraq, Indonesia, the Philippines, etc.
You'll find no mention in Clemons' post, by the way, of China's bald-faced facilitation of the genocide in Darfur out of the "shrewd calculation" of its oil interests. It's only that he "very much hope[s] that China does use influence that it can bring to bear on Sudan and the Burmese junta." This is like asking a rapist to lead a Take Back the Night rally before he stopped, you know, raping women.
It's not that the United States demands that China swoop down like an avenging angel to end the enslavement of democratic activists, or beat back the mass murder and displacement of hundreds of thousands of black African Muslims. It would be enough if China only stopped arming the enslavers and funding the mass murderers.
There has been a moderate amount of press lately about experiments with a "God helmet" which induces feelings of a "spiritual presence" in the control group and profound religious experiences in patients with temporal lobe epilepsy -- the rare variant of the disease credited for inspiring many charismatic sect founders as well as Dostoevsky. But this is the first writeup I've seen mention a third, very small, experimental group:
Horizon introduced Dr Persinger to one of Britain's most renowned atheists, Prof Richard Dawkins. He agreed to try his techniques on Dawkins to see if he could give him a moment of religious feeling. During a session that lasted 40 minutes, Dawkins found that the magnetic fields around his temporal lobes affected his breathing and his limbs. He did not find god.
Persinger was not disheartened by Dawkins' immunity to the helmet's magnetic powers. He believes that the sensitivity of our temporal lobes to magnetism varies from person to person. People with TLE may be especially sensitive to magnetic fields; Prof Dawkins is well below average, it seems. It's a concept that clerics like Bishop Stephen Sykes give some credence as well: could there be such a thing as a talent for religion?
...or a talent for atheism? It's a pity this hasn't gotten more play in the media, because it would warm the cockles of my heart to see Bill Donohue go on television and dare to call his enemies brain-damaged.
When I saw the headline of this Times piece -- "A Revolutionary Icon, and Now, a Bikini" -- I thought it was another example of late-breaking news coverage from the paper that first informed us about a week ago of the "ironic" hipsters who've carved out a niche for themselves in Williamsburg. Then I read this:
Ms. Guevara and her family, too, have tried to stop the marketing of Che�s image in ways that they find abhorrent. She says they have reached out to lawyers in New York, whom she would not identify, to pursue companies the family thinks are misusing the image, not to sue them for damages, but to ask them to stop.
Communists who sue for copyright infringement. What's next?
Ms. Guevara travels the world speaking at conferences dealing with Che. At one in Italy, she learned after signing T-shirts for some young people that they were Fascists. �They knew nothing about him,� she said with a sigh.
TEHRAN, Iran (AP) - An estimated 100 students staged a rare demonstration Monday against Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, calling him a �dictator� and scuffling with hardline students at Tehran University.
Ahmadinejad, who was giving a speech to a select group at the university to mark the beginning of the academic year, ignored the chants of �death to the dictator� and continued with his speech on the merits of science and the pitfalls of Western-style democracy, witnesses said.
As a Trotskyist, he should be used to fighting losing struggles. As an architect, he demands order, cohesion, discipline. A bundle of contradictions, perhaps, but this profile of Kanan Makiya is the saddest thing I've read in a long time:
Makiya is a brilliant and fearless thinker; he dissected a brutal dictatorship and, later, exploded the pieties of his own intellectual culture. And so it is the very shakiness of his answers that suggest that they are, in the end, not about his intellect at all. They�re about his heart. In this case, it seems, Makiya�s heart � his passion to destroy Hussein, his passion to bring freedom to Iraq � does not want him to go where his intellect would take him.
And where would it go? What would it say? Possibly something like this: You exposed a terrible dictatorship, and for the noblest of motives you signed on to an invasion that ended in catastrophe. You misjudged your native country, and your adopted one too.
The closest I've come to any was the mutton chops scene at Le Bernardin in the movie Tadpole:
Michelin has just announced its third annual New York City restaurant ratings. Jean Georges, Le Bernardin and Per Se remained the city�s only restaurants with three Michelin stars. (Alain Ducasse at the Essex House was among them the first year, before it closed.)
If there's anyone with a firm grasp of the mullahs' paranoia about regime change, it's Haleh Esfandiari. Jailed for eight months in Tehran's notorious Evin Prison for the crime of visiting her aged mother -- surely a pretext for doing State Department reconnaissance -- Esfandiari is that rara avis of an Iranian-American, one who has an intimate knowledge of both countries' power structures. (She's director of the Middle East Program at the Woodrow Wilson International Center for Scholars, which didn't help her at customs in Tehran.)
Her advice is that the U.S. should stop funding Iranian NGOs since that only makes it harder for them to go about their business:
The intractable realities in the diplomatic arena and on the ground in Iran call for a change of approach to one that would reverse the current focus of U.S. policy: Governments should talk to governments, while Iranian and American NGO's should be permitted to interact in a transparent fashion without the intrusion of governments. If the United States is to have any chance of enlisting Iranian cooperation on issues of major concern -- stabilizing Iraq and resolving the nuclear impasse -- it must make clear that its objective is a change in Iranian behavior, not a change of regime. That would shift the onus to Tehran and force its multiple power centers to confront the consequences of Ahmadinejad's policies for Iranian interests. Although such a U.S. assurance is no guarantee of success, it is the prerequisite for a change in Iranian foreign-policy behavior, as well as for positioning the United States to win multilateral support for meaningful action at the United Nations if Iranian intransigence continues.
The problem with this recommendation is that it, too, is premised on the desirability of "velvet revolution" in Iran. By letting NGOs alone, Esfandiari argues, they'll be better able to do exactly what the U.S. wants: destabilize the regime. Will the Iranians fail to see through this gambit of what I'll call positive neglect? To the totalitarian, all strategies of an opponent -- whether that opponent be real or imagined -- are suspect and worthy of counteracting with feverish, far-reaching methods. Iranian NGOs will not go unpunished just because they're free of the largess of the United States.
I don't see why we couldn't have it both ways: Engage the mullahs diplomatically and also continue a $75 million program to aid their opponents. The argument that Iran must be dealt with lightly because it continues to abet terrorism in Iraq is valid. But given that the Shia parties in control of the Iraqi government are more interested in nationalism than they are in becoming a satrapy of the Islamic Republic, Iran's influence next door will likely diminish anyway--with or without a continued American troop presence. (If it doesn't, then Iran's takeover of Iraq is an inevitability, which frees us to act even more liberally with respect to funding its opposition.)
We adopted the same mailed-glove handshake policy during the cold war when the Soviets were likewise funding forces responsible for U.S. military casualties in Korea and Vietnam. Given that Iran represents an even greater danger in the age of sacred nukes, why should we act any differently?
As so often is the case, a Reagan Republican comes to the defense of secularism where the bipartisan pious fear to tread. Meet Michael "Mikey" Weinstein , founder of the Military Religious Freedom Foundation, a watchdog group that uncovers cases of proselytization and confessional bullying within the ranks of the armed forces.
For Weinstein -- a former Air Force judge advocate and assistant counsel in the Reagan White House -- more is involved than isolated cases of discrimination. He charges that several incidents in recent years -- and more than 5,000 complaints his group has received from active-duty and retired military personnel -- point to a growing willingness inside the military to support a particular brand of Christianity and to permit improper evangelizing in the ranks. More than 95 percent of those complaints come from other Christians, he says.
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For example, he says, Lt. Gen. William Boykin, who gave speeches at churches while in uniform that disparaged Islam and defined the war on terror in fundamentalist, "end times" terms, was not fired but promoted. (Speaking of a Muslim warlord he had pursued, Lt. Gen. Boykin said, "I knew my God was a real God and his was an idol." And our enemies "will only be defeated if we come against them in the name of Jesus.")
It was on a trip a few years ago to that mecca of petit bourgeois decadence, Las Vegas, that I devoured Alan Wald's The New York Intellectuals: The Rise and Decline of the Anti-Stalinist Left. This book is now widely considered the definitive text on the various trotskisant movements (or "groupuscules") that peppered the Gotham cityscape in the twenties and thirties. Mostly Jewish, with as much a tropism for literature as for politics, these sons and daughters of immigrants started out as revolutionaries and wound up anti-Communists, either of a liberal or conservative stripe. (Wald deftly showed that the was as nerve-racking as it was satisfying, especially for latterday patrons of the establishment who traffick in selective memories about the old days and bygone struggles, who took what position when, who did what to whom.)
A number of these complicated and dynamic figures are now forgotten: If Herbert Solow can't earn a place at the table for being the leading American Trotskyist before World War II, then he at least deserves recognition as the man who helped nurture the critical talents of one Lionel Trilling. Others are famous for their continuing influence (Norman Podhoretz is an advisor to Rudy Giuliani) and their semi-permanent positions on the mastheads of great, or once-great, journals of opinion like Partisan Review, Encounter, Commentary and Dissent. On the whole, they're all defined more according to their ex-identities, those idealistic and embarrassing vestiges of a radical past which they've spent the second and third acts of their distinctively American lives repudiating. As Irving Kristol once put it, "As long as I can remember, I've been a 'neo' something. I was a neo-Marxist, a neo-Trotskyist, a neocon. Eventually I'll just be a 'neo.'"
Wald has since altered his focus to account for some of the lesser revolutionaries who left us their own ruins and monuments of their time. Most of these were Stalinists, strict CP men who wrote forgettably because in the eyes of the Party, they were themselves forgettable: mere individuals being ground through the cogs of history.
Installment one began in 2002 with Exiles From a Future Time: The Forging of the Mid-Twentieth-Century Literary Left. Now Wald has published the follow-up volume, Trinity of Passion: The Literary Left and the Antifascist Crusade, which is well-reviewed by J. Hoberman in The Nation:
Exiles's major tour de force is the chapter "Inventing Mike Gold," a startling rehabilitation of the Communist Party's leading literary hack (and hatchet man), remembered today largely for his contribution to the mythology of the Lower East Side, Jews Without Money (1930), one of the few proletarian novels to earn a spot in the academic canon. Wald downplays Gold's greatest hit to present him as a lapsed romantic Modernist, linking him to Walt Whitman and even the Beats. (One of the book's more fascinating secondary narratives recounts the way Whitman, the American poet most admired by leftists, was transformed into a Popular Front icon. In Gold's 1935 "Ode to Walt Whitman," Wald notes, the poet "is likened to a reborn Christ, to the spirit of communism, to nature, and to Bolshevism...serv[ing] as the multipurpose icon of Gold's multiethnic cultural mosaic.")
Wald by no means ignores Gold's work. Still, cognizant of (if not necessarily endorsing) Kempton's contempt for talent sacrificed on the altar of social revolution, he is almost always more interested in the drama of lives than those of literature, mapping a "humanscape" populated by writers committed to political commitment. Thus, Exiles's cover features Gold in action, addressing a 1930 May Day rally. The denizens of Waldsville are often quite colorful. Exiles featured such rare birds as the forgotten Woody Guthrie analogue Donald Lee West, as well as Communist poet Joy Davidman, who was married to "radical folksinger" William Lindsay Gresham before she decamped to England to change the life of C.S. Lewis. Trinity, which is more concerned with prose than poetry, devotes half a chapter to Lauren Gilfillan, whose precocious (and once-celebrated) nonfiction novel--a firsthand account of the Great Coal Strike of 1931 called I Went to Pit College--although more straightforward (and ironic), prefigures by several years the art reportage of the James Agee-Walker Evans classic Let Us Now Praise Famous Men.
It might interest you to know that Azar Nafisi, author of Reading Lolita in Tehran, wrote her graduate thesis on Gold, further fueling speculation about her intellectual kinship with Paul Wolfowitz and the left-to-right school of U.S. foreign policy.
It might also interest you to know that Gold actually was not so cut-and-dry an apparatchik as he's made out to be here.
After a notorious Leavisite dust-up with Thornton Wilder -- whose ecclesiastic death-wish unsettled plenty of non-Reds, too -- about the shaky relationship between art and ideology, Gold wrote a vigorous defense in The New Republic of Jews Without Money, which, admittedly, was a journeyman's attempt at what James T. Farrell would later accomplish with his brilliant Studs Lonigan trilogy, the Irish-American working class epic of the forties. Gold�s book, in an interesting turn of events, had been attacked from the left by Melvin Levy, in full prolier-than-thou mode for what Levy saw as too minimalist a depiction of alienated factory life in New York.
Gold responded, �It is difficult to write proletarian literature in this country because all the critics are bourgeois. If a Thornton Wilder writes books in praise of the Catholic theology, or if a Robinson Jeffers preaches universal pessimism and mass-suicide, that is art. But if a revolutionary writer, even by implication, shows the social ideas that are stirring in the heart of the working class, he is called a propagandist. [Let] us not fear to be crude or propagandistic. We are going somewhere. The rest of literature is sinking into the arms of Catholicism, and death.�
George Orwell, surveying the wreckage of T.S. Eliot's talent twenty or so years after the publication of "The Waste Land," noted that �It would be putting it too crudely to say that every poet in our time must either die young, enter the Catholic Church, or join the Communist Party, but in fact the escape from the consciousness of futility is along those general lines.�
And no less of a critic than Edmund Wilson commented on the Gold-Levy affair that "it has now become plain that the economic crisis is to be accompanied by a literary one.� What Wilson saw in proletarian literature -- John Dos Passos representing the highwater mark -- was that it was the only of several utopias hitched to the stream train of the future rather than to the wagons of the past:
Most Americans of the type of Dos Passos and Eliot�that is, sensitive and widely read literary people�have some such agreeable fantasy in which they can allow their minds to take refuge from the perplexities and oppressions about them. In the case of H.L. Mencken, it is a sort of German university town, where people drink a great deal of beer and devour a great many books, and where they respect the local nobility�if only the Germany of the Empire had not been destroyed by war! In the case of certain American writers from the top layer of the old South, it is the old-fashioned Southern plantation, where men are high-spirited and punctilious and women gracious and lovely, where affectionate and loyal Negroes are happy to keep in their place�if only the feudal South had not perished in 1865! With Ezra Pound, it is a medieval Provence, where poor but accomplished troubadours enjoy the favors of noble ladies�if only the troubadours were not deader than Provencal! With Dos Passos, it is an army of workers, disinterested, industrious and sturdy, but full of the good-fellowship and gaiety in which the Webster Hall balls nowadays are usually so dismally lacking�if only the American workers were not preoccupied with buying Ford cars and radios, instead of organizing themselves to overthrow the civilization of the bourgeoisie! And in T.S. Eliot�s case, it is a world of seventeenth-century churchmen, who combine the most scrupulous conscience with the ability to write good prose�if it were only not so difficult nowadays for men who are capable of becoming good writers to accept the Apostolic Succession!
Ron Rosenbaum wants magazine journalists to stop fawning and start reporting again:
Powerful figures who now think they can avoid thoroughgoing scrutiny by journalists just by withholding their participation might become a little concerned that magazines might then decide to hire more energetic and investigative-minded reporters (the sociopaths of doom) to look more deeply into their record than those who lazily settle for unexamined explanations and equivocations in person. And a write-around would of course inform the reader that the subject is afraid of facing a nonsycophantic reporter, may indeed have something to hide, questions he or she doesn't want raised.
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And you editors out there. Don't be so attached to having a big shiny famous head on your cover. Don't be afraid to use stock photos: A well-chosen black-and-white stock photo can give a cover subject a something-to-hide, caught-in-the-act look that can be far more dramatic and revealing (and often truthful) than the big shiny exclusive photo head.
Let's put it this way: The best intellectual journalism ever conducted on leftist politics in the 1930's was Murray Kempton's Part of Our Time, in which he relied -- so far as I know -- on no first-hand sources or personal interviews to profile figures as surreptitious as Whittaker Chambers, Alger Hiss, Lee Pressman, Paul Robeson and Elizabeth Bentley. (Writing about Communists in real time, without the benefit of declassified archives, was like translating the Dead Sea Scrolls into Esperanto.)
In fact, I'd underwrite Ron's good sense about the write-around with following thought experiment: Compare any work of investigative journalism about the Soviet Union that used one-on-one interviews with Joseph Stalin with those that did not. Which gave the more accurate assessments of life in the world's first workers' state?
I disagree with him about the necessity and legitimacy of mercenaries fighting alongside comparatively underpaid U.S. soldiers. And I'd have less of a problem if Blackwater, DynCorp International and Triple Canopy were deputized in some way that they became the equivalents of MPs and thus fell under martial jurisdiction.
Boot underplays the significance the Blackwater scandal has had on native perceptions of our continuing mission in Iraq. (It hardly matters that the worst-case depiction of the Sept. 16 shootings emanate from the Sadrists in the Ministry of the Interior. There are still 17 corpses and 24 wounded bodies that Blackwater and the U.S. government must answer for.) Also, is it really wise to be rah-rahing a private army that hasn't lost a man under its charge precisely because that army is not beholden to strict ethical standards of warfare?
The surge, let's not forget, had a powerful psychological concomitant of boosting Iraqi morale by securing neighborhoods long enough to allow civilians to build infrastructure, found small businesses and join police squads. It becomes harder to convince Iraqis that the Yanks with guns are buying the country time to allow for these developments when 18,000 of those Yanks can shoot people without consequence.
Boot at least sees the dire situation as it now stands:
It is outrageous that almost no American contractors have been held criminally liable for conduct in Iraq or Afghanistan, but hundreds of soldiers have been court-martialed. You can't blame this shortcoming on the security firms; they don't have the power to send their own employees to jail.
The problem is that there is a gray zone in the law when it comes to contractors on foreign battlefields. Congress has passed legislation to make clear that contractors fall within the Uniform Code of Military Justice as well as civilian law (the Military Extraterritorial Jurisdiction Act), but neither the Department of Justice nor the Judge Advocate General's Corps has shown much enthusiasm for enforcing these rules. That needs to change.
I'd quite like to see a list of names of State Department personnel who may have left the public sector for jobs at Blackwater USA since 2003. Free enterprise, when it involves life-or-death decisions in war, should be dramatically less free.
The drunken contractor should be tried in Iraqi court, and the State Department officials who helped cover up this company's criminality should be prosecuted here for aiding and abetting war crimes.
This is by far the most disgraceful episode of this war:
The report also raised questions about the cost-effectiveness of using Blackwater forces instead of United States troops. Blackwater charges the government $1,222 per day per guard, �equivalent to $445,000 per year, or six times more than the cost of an equivalent U.S. soldier,� the report said.
The incident involving �a drunken Blackwater contractor� arose when the employee killed a bodyguard for the Iraqi vice president, Adil Abd-al-Mahdi, in December 2006. State Department officials allowed Blackwater to take the shooter out of Iraq less than 36 hours later.
Bartle Bull has a remarkable essay in this month�s Prospect (the UK cousin to the American liberal magazine). He argues that Iraq is well on its way toward political reconciliation � indeed, most of the �fighting� now taking place does so in salon bull sessions and cabinet meetings � and that the military conflict is dwindling to a containable level.
As difficult as it has been, especially given the follies of the current administration, to take the long view on Iraq, even veteran war critics have grudgingly conceded the unexpected good news of late: from the Anbar Awakening to the precipitous drop in civilian casualties in the last few months, to the almost superhuman stoicism of the Kurds, who at any time could declare their own independent state but choose instead to abide by the federalist model enshrined in Iraq�s constitution. A �civil war� is not attended by a stalled but still legitimate national government going about its business.
Bull�s most insightful comment, I think, is that the Sunni insurgency has realized it cannot possibly win in battle against 85% of the population (more, if you count those Sunnis completely disillusioned by their IED-wielding co-sectarians.) Instead, the insurgency has focussed its efforts on winning the headlines in the New York Times, in which it now competes for our despondency against the murder-by-numbers mercenaries of Blackwater USA.
The world held its breath after Samarra: here, we thought, comes the cataclysm, the civil war that many had feared and that others had sought for three years. But it never happened. The Shia backlash in parts of Baghdad was vicious, and the Sunnis were more or less kicked out of much of the city. But over 18 months later, it is clear that the Shias were too sensible to go all the way. It was never a civil war: no battle lines or uniforms, no secession, no attempt to seize power or impose constitutional change, no parallel governments, not even any public leaders or aims. The Sunnis rolled the dice, launched the battle of Baghdad and lost. Now they are begging for an accommodation with Shia Iraq.
What is the evidence for this? This summer, Maliki�s office reached out to Baathist ex-soldiers and officers and received 48,600 requests for jobs in uniform; he made room for 5,000 of them, found civil service jobs for another 7,000, and put the rest of them on a full pension. Meanwhile leading Baathists have told Time magazine they want to be in the government; the 1920 Revolution Brigade�a Sunni insurgent group�is reportedly patrolling the streets of Diyala with the 3rd infantry division, and the Sunni Islamic Army in Iraq is telling al Jazeera it may negotiate with the Americans. The anecdotes coming out of Baghdad confirm the trend. The drawing rooms of the capital�s dealmakers are full of Baathists, cap in hand. They are terrified of the Shia death squads and want to share in the pie when the oil starts flowing. Both Izzat al-Douri, the more prestigious of the two main Baathist leaders, and Mohamed Younis al Ahmed, the more lethal, have been reaching out from neighbouring countries to negotiate an accommodation. Since the summer, the news coming out on the Sunni front has consistently been in this one, inevitable direction.
If you think any of this is shocking, by the way, you should check out the reader discussion of the piece in First Drafts, Prospect�s blog. Compare the cool-headed sophistication � even in disagreement with the author � against the upset tummies that daily disgorge themselves in the Guardian�s comment threads.
Well, Mom, I made Gawker. I'll explain to you later what that means in the ever-more-confusing media landscape. But for now, I'll just tell you that Gawker is like Spy, but blurbier. And more frequent. And not defunct.
[I have a rather longish review-essay in this month's New Criterion on the great Hungarian-Russian historian Tibor Szamuely. It's only accessible with a subscription, but if you'd like to read the whole thing, feel free to email me here.]
Letters published in the New York Review of Books usually take the form of invective (�In his woefully inadequate essay on Incan virgin sacrifice��), not tribute. So it was a rare occurrence indeed to behold Robert Conquest�s amicable missive to this liberal journal of opinion in response to a footnote in John Banville�s March review of House of Meetings, Martin Amis�s new novel set in the gulag:
I am particularly glad to read in [Amis�s] acknowledgments the tribute to Tibor Szamuely, who understood Stalinism better than I did. I remember saying to him that I could see why Stalin had Marshal Tukhachevski shot, but why did he do the same to his old friend Marshal Yegorev? Tibor�s answer was �Why not?�
Someone who understood Stalinism better than Robert Conquest is surely worthy of our attention, and in the case of Tibor Szamuely that gnomic �Why not?� hints at great reserves of hard-won comprehension. The Soviet Union never lacked for brilliant dissidents from the ranks of the academy, which was at once a snare for their expansive talents as well as a catalyst for their political awakenings. Szamuely, however, lived a regrettably short life (he died at forty-seven), wrote exactly one book, The Russian Tradition, for which he should be bettered remembered, and came from what might be called Communist aristocracy. His biography seems more at home in the nineteenth century than in the twentieth, a fact he no doubt would have appreciated as a scholar whose main task was to show how Russian history should be seen as a series of preludes and dress rehearsals for the October Revolution. How one pines to have him around today to dilate on the �managed democracy� of Putinshchina, a phenomenon he above all would have predicted.
Since (late) 2004, satisfying your jones for political and cultural commentary, day-old scoops and late-breaking marginalia, and whatever else finagles its way into the cyber-planetary potluck...
• Civil Disobedience on the Web By Michael Weiss {British bloggers stand up to threats of libel lawsuits., originally published in Slate.}
• Spray-Fire Atonement By Michael Weiss {How cognitive behavioral psychology can help High Holy Day Jews who repent too much., originally published in Slate.}
• Mutiny on the Manifesto By Michael Weiss {Spineless scalawags are sabotaging the most promising leftist doctrine in decades. Don't let them., originally published in Jewcy.}
• Rise of the Faux-cialists By Michael Weiss {Three poseurs who would have Marx spinning in his grave (plus their real-deal counterparts), originally published in Jewcy.}
• Stepson of the Time By Michael Weiss {A reconsideration of Vasily Grossman's Life and Fate, originally published in The New Criterion.}
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• Is Marriage the New Dating? By Michael Weiss {A divorcee, a young married, and a singleton debate wedded bliss, originally published in Jewcy.}
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