When you criticize someone for using a shabby, cultish product to cure cancer, you are not being objectively pro-cancer. Similarly, if you criticize the shabby cultish foreign policy that got the U.S. into Afghanistan, you are not being objectively pro-Taliban.
“I’m so bored. I hate my life.” - Britney Spears
Das Langweilige ist interessant geworden, weil das Interessante angefangen hat langweilig zu werden. – Thomas Mann
"Never for money/always for love" - The Talking Heads
Wednesday, August 18, 2021
sloppy imperialism 2: what it means to be objectively anti-taliban
The end of sloppy imperialism? The Afghanistan experience
For thirty some years, I have had my ears filled with Americans - mostly white guys who of course never fought there - saying that we were winning goddamit in Vietnam. That we lost must be due to some evil stab in the back. These peeps evidently think that the 388,000 tons of Napalm dropped on Vietnam was just not enough - another spoonful of sugar and we woulda won!
A similar crackbrained meme has sprung up, inevitably, about the 20 year Afghanistan war. Another thousand soldiers, brave Americans, put on the mountain passes and presto chango, the wonderful democratic government of Afghanistan, our ally (or ventriloquist dummy) who we respect so much, but did exclude from our negotiations with the Taliban, would have shown the world that it could eliminate illiteracy in another measly half a century, or maybe seventy five years.
I've grown old, I've grown old/I shall keep the cuffs of my trousers rolled, or something like that. And so it goes - nothing is more dangerous than educating an American in international relations at some Ivy League school and plunking him or her into a think tank. It poses a danger to peoples everywhere
As we watch the gnashing of teeth among the elite who, twenty years ago, cheered on the invasion and asked no questions.
Monday, August 16, 2021
America - if we pretend it is so, it must be so!
America's idiocracy rolls on. This NYT sub is a great expression of the lack of reality that has seized this country, from the anti-vaxxer Trump won contingent to the Trump was Putin's puppet we must support our freedom lovin' pals, like Saudi Arabia contingent.
Sunday, August 15, 2021
Look back in Anger - Afganistan November 25, 2001 to August 15, 2020
Ah, how it all comes
back!
Long before “fake news”
was a cry to rally the yahoos at presidential candidate rallies, it was a quite
m.o. of the media during the Bush golden years. My blog, limited inc, which
goes back twenty years, contains a treasure of fools gold culled from the asinine,
warmongering, fakin’ and lyin’ press – mostly in the realm of print. I am not
and never have been a listener to news on the radio or a viewer of news on tv.
Eccentrically, I consider tv one of the worst platforms for news, and radio is,
to me, best when playing music, second best when doing drama or standup or some
funky shit, and bottomlessly bad doing news. Of course, I’ve heard that in its
time, Pacifica radio was primo, but that’s hearsay.
NPR, though, I did
hear enough of in the Bush golden years to realize that it viewed its job as
transforming hysterical America ueber alles-ism into dulcet toned America ueber
alles-ism.
So much of news is in
the non-reporting. What were the headlines on November 24, 2001? For the NYT,
it was a curious headline: Pakistan again said to evacuate allies of Taliban. The story, by Dexter Filkins, begins with a
graf that tells us that Pakistani airplanes are evacuating Pakistani soldiers
who fought with the Taliban. Not exactly a warshaking scenario, right? What Filkins
didn’t say, and what was not headlined and burned into the American psyche,
with all its peppy get up ‘n kill them Taliban, is that the evacuation was not
just of Pakistani soldiers.
Here's a long quote
from an intelligent assessment of what happened in Kunduz:
“The request was made
by Musharraf [Pakistan’s president] to Bush, but Cheney took charg- a token of
who was handling Mussharraf at the time. The approval was not shared with
anyone at State… until well after the event. Musharraf said Pakistan need to
save its dignity and its valued people. Two planes were involved, which made
several sorties a night over several nights. They took off from air bases in
Chitral and Gilgit in Pakistan’s northern areas, and landed in Kunduz, where
the evacuees were waiting on the tartmac. Certainly hundreds and perhaps as
many as one thousand people escaped. Hundreds of ISI officers, Taliban
commandos and foot soldiers belonging to the IMU (Islamic movement of
Uzbeckistan) and Al Qaeda personnel boarded the planes. What was sold as a minor
extraction turned into a major air bridge.” - from 102 Days of War by Yaniv Barzilai
Well, the selling went
down all right, signed by Dexter Filkins and the NYT. The voices that told us
that Afghanistan’s Taliban was not down for the count, as its central commanders
were saved, weren’t just mocked – the news didn’t give enough information to make
mocking possible. Still, some got it. Ted Rall, writing in the Village Voice in
December, 1981, under the headline “How we lost Afghanistan” already got it right
by doing basic research. But the mainstream press had its story. And, as America
is always just,naturally it attracts the best and brightest as its allies.
Thus, when Musharraf retired as Pakistan’s president in 2008, he was given a
tongue washing by the NYT:
“A commando at heart, and a man of often
impetuous decisions, Pervez Musharraf ended Pakistan’s support of the Taliban
leadership in Afghanistan after 9/11 and pledged to help the United States,
becoming one of Washington’s most crucial allies in the campaign against
terrorism.”
This is fake news with a bullet, my
friends. Even the NYT knows it, so in one of those “walks with a schizo” that
tells you that the editors at the paper are nervous about leaving reality for
neverneverland entirely, they quote journalist Ahmed Rashid, whose words are modified
to the format. Best not shock the Americans entirely:
“Musharraf
continued to provide cover to the Taliban, but still managed to convince the
Americans for many years that it was not a double game,” said Ahmed Rashid, a
Pakistani expert on the Taliban and the author of “Descent into Chaos,” a book
that details the relationship between Mr. Musharraf and Washington. “It was a
remarkable feat of balancing on the tightrope.”
Definitely that.
And a remarkable feat of ensuring that the leadership of the Taliban escape
unharmed and have the territory and supplies to go back. But that the U.S. is
that pig ignorant, that Bush was a disaster on every level, that the slimy
administration lied and lied with the help of the shiny centrist press – well,
that is not a story anybody wants to headline, surely.
Ah, the memories!
Rarely do you catch the NYT and the pseudo-liberal media in real lies, since they
hedge the falsification. Thus, fake news instead of lying liars news. But
sometimes they have to admit to lies in the interest of empire. From my blog, I
reach back to the interesting case of Robert Levinson, which occurred at the end
of the Golden Bush years. Levinson “disappeared” in Iran in 2007. The NYT was
on the case, and for seven years kept up the heat: Iran had captured an innocent
American businessman! And like all evil Islamicists, they put him in a dungeon.
A businessman who made a border crossing mistake!
Well, after seven
years the AP reported that Levinson was no businessman, but was a CIA agent. It
was rather obvious that he was one: his family was in fact suing the CIA in
court. So the public editor of the NYT, which was back when they had one, went into
the case and found that the NYT had not had the wool pulled over their eyes. In
fact, they’d always known the man they labelled an innocent American businessman
was a CIA agent. But they held back the info not because they are in the
service of the American establishment’s foreign policy – no, the answer will
bring tears to your eyes, its so romantic and sweet. As explained by the editor at the time, Jill
Abramson:
https://www.nytimes.com/2013/12/22/public-editor/a-missing-spy-and-the-right-to-know.html?ref=thepubliceditor&_r=0,
Holding a story entirely is
“a very rare thing,” she said. “The more usual situation is to withhold a level
of detail, and those decisions are excruciating.”
“In this case, Ms.
Abramson said, the reason for holding back the story was not because of a
government request about national security, but in deference to Mr. Levinson’s
family. “What caused us to hold the story was their profound worry that he
would be killed.”
Of course, that profound
worry didn’t prevent them from outing dear old dad themselves. At the same
time, Levinson’s disappearance, as Abramson might have known, was being used as
yet another reason to attack Iran. But come hell or high water, the NYT, which
would never ever ever ever ever hold back information because the government
told them to – after all, the whole point is to inculcate a set of responses so
the government doesn’t have to do that – but only for sweet reasons of family
love.
Ah, the memories. And the
forgetting – the long forgetting I’ve tried to do of America in the 2000-2010
period. Alas, what you forget can kill you – or others. In droves.
Jack Shafer, immortal moron, and our last twenty years
I have a long memory for stupid media. Luckily, in the 2000-2003 period, it was all gathered together in one place: Slate! Today, let us celebrate Jack Shafer. Frankly, Shafer is an idiot and a valient member of the uncancelable media club. He goes from place to place within the DC circuit, always wrong, always smug, always promoted.
Saturday, August 14, 2021
Think tanker alert
"Afghanistan’s rapid unraveling is already raising grumblings about American credibility, compounding the wounds of the Trump years and reinforcing the idea that America’s backing for its allies is not unlimited." - NYT
Tuesday, August 10, 2021
epidemic terror
“But though the nation be exempt from real evils, it is not more happy on this account than others. The people are afflicted, it is true, with neither famine nor pestilence; but there is a disorder peculiar to the country, which every season makes strange ravages among them; it spreads with pestilential rapidity, and infects almost every rank of people; what is still more strange, the natives have no name for this peculiar malady, though well known to foreign physicians by the appellation of Epidemic Terror.”
-I cull this
quotation from Oliver Goldsmith’s essay, which appeared in his zine, the
Citizen of the world, as letter LXIX. Commentators have confessed that the
rabies panic Goldsmith described has few other witnesses – and Goldsmith was a
bit of a fabulist. One of Goldsmith’s most noted poems was entitled Elegy to a
Mad Dog, and perhaps in the fervor of composition he projected a panic.
And
in that town a dog was found,
As
many dogs there be,
Both
mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
And
curs of low degree.
The
dog and man at first were friends;
But
when a pique began,
The
dog, to gain some private ends,
Went
mad, and bit the man.
According to the sociologists, Stanley Cohen
coined the phrase “moral panic”. Cohen studied the media attention that was
devoted, in the 1960s, to the Mods and Rockers. His problem was that Mod
violence was not, rationally considered, one of Britain’s great problems, or
even more than a three day sensation. But it grew with the attention it received.
In a sense,
what he was doing, with a different vocabulary, was what Oliver Goldsmith had
done two hundred years before, in his essay on Mad Dogs. Since I don’t believe
Goldsmith’s essay has ever been referred to by those who have written about the
history of moral panic, I thought I’d compare Goldsmith’s Epidemic Terror with
Cohen’s moral panic – and in particular, the way in which Goldsmith used the
epidemic image to medicalize an older image of rumor.
Here’s how Cohen defines his term: “Societies
appear to be subject, every now and then, to periods of moral panic. A
condition, episode, person or group of persons
emerges to become defined as athreat to societal values and interests;
its nature is presented in a stylised and stereotypical fashion by the
mass media; the moral barricades are manned by editors, bishops,
politicians and other right-thinking people; socially accredited
experts pronounce their diagnoses and solutions;
ways of coping are evolved or (more often) resorted to; the condition
then disappears, submerges or deteriorates and becomes more visible. Sometimes
the object of panic is quite novel and at other times it is something which has
been in existence long enough, but suddenly appears in the limelight. Sometimes
the panic passes over and is forgotten, except in folklore and
collective memory; at other times it has more serious and long-lasting
repercussions and might produce such changes as those in legal and social
policy or even in the way the society conceives itself.(1972:9)
The Epidemic Terror of Goldsmith’s essay is
exactly of Cohen’s type-of thing-that-suddenly-becomes-visible, even though it
has been in existence a long time: mad dogs.
Goldsmith, of course, is writing in a tradition
about rumor and ignorance that goes back to Virgil's goddess of Rumor, who perches
on the walls of the city. What is interesting about his essay is the direction
he takes. It would be easy to employ the old routines that targeted ignorance
and the mob. The term “mob” came into existence in the 18th century – it was a
shortened form of mobile vulgarum, common people in movement. And Goldsmith, as
well as any 18th century intellectual, wasn’t averse to tossing around a little
abuse of the mob. However, he is more interested in mechanism than typology –
he is after the dynamic of his “epidemic terror”. And to understand that, you
have to pose some non-traditional questions that concern the about-ness of
ignorance – questions that latter led Freud and Canetti to their (different)
conclusions about crowd behavior.
Goldsmith begins with examples to show that
epidemic terrors are both chronic and structurally similar:
“One year it issues from a baker’s shop in the
form of a sixpenny loaf; the next, it takes the appearance of a comet with a
fiery tail; the third, it threatens like a flatbottomed boat; and the fourth,
it carries consternation in the bite of a mad dog.”
In all of the cases, the risk is disproportionate
to the terror it spreads. However, the element I want to underline is that
Goldsmith isn't showing that the disproportion is irrational -- he is trying to
show how it is rationalized. Hence, my reference to Freud. The essay was
probably penned sometime in the 1750s or 1760s. Goldsmith, as I have said, was
himself a purveyor of a rumor about a rumor, in that England was perhaps not so
swept with various epidemics of what surgeon John Hunter, who wrote about it in
the 1780s, called canine madness, as Goldsmith implies. However that may be –
and I trust that there was some objective correlate to Goldsmith’s essay – he intentionally
parallels two forms of madness – one is spread by a mad dog’s bite, which has a
pathology and a physical cause; while the other is a psychopathology, with
lines of infection that are traceable not by the effort of the physiologist but
rather by the observer of social mores – the philosophe. In both cases, though,
the contagion model applies. The individual madness of the hyrophobe is
paralleled by the collective madness of the crowd.
Goldsmith, as a good doctor, describes the outward
symptoms of the ‘disease” of fearing mad dogs – people “sally from their houses
with that circumspection which is prudent in such as expect a mad dog at every
turning;” “a few of unusual bravery arm themselves with boots and buff gloves,
in order to face the enemy…” In short, a city operates as though it were
suddenly under imminent threat.
And what of that threat? Goldsmith observes how
the discovery of whether a dog is mad or not resembles the old trial of dunking
witches – if she floats, she’s a witch, if she drowns, she is innocent. Since
the symptoms of being a mad dog are biting, or running away, crowds gather
around dogs, jab or stone them, and then are either attacked – proof that the
dog is mad – or escaped from – proof, again, that the dog is mad. Out comes the
halter and the dog is hung. It is an interesting parallel. Myself, I
have long felt that the form of trial that the courts used for witches has
never really gone away, and is applied now to “drug dealers”, now to “terrorists”.
The connection between rumor, panic and the judiciary is close.
“When epidemic terror is once excited, every
morning comes loaded with some new disaster.” Goldsmith anticipates Cohen once
again. In Cohen’s model, the menace has to be repeated over and over. In the
age of the copy machine, tv, and radio (Cohen’s book dealt with the pre-Net
age), the vector of transmission runs through these vast news machines. In
Goldsmith’s day, the vector of transmission was still as much oral as it was
print. What is interesting is that there will suddenly be a wave of information
about the menace that runs through oral space – much like today’s “watercooler
talk.” ‘As in stories of ghosts, each loves to hear the account, though it only
serves to make him uneasy.” Goldsmith imagines a story beginning in some
outlying area, where a woman is frightened by a dog. As the story is retold –
and as it spreads towards more densely populated areas – the story’s
characteristics change, until they assume the shape of the usual terror: a mad
dog, a sudden attack, a highly placed woman who is suddenly transformed into a
foaming hydrophobic on all fours.
Goldsmith’s epidemic terror includes all three
elements of Cohen’s moral panic: exaggeration, the prediction that such things
are inevitable, and symbolization. In Cohen’s case, the symbolization congealed
around the image of the “Mod;” in Goldsmith’s case, around the image of the
dog. The dog isn’t simply diseased, but mad – a disturbance of the rational
faculties, a lowering of the censure between the Id and the ego – to use an
anachronistic vocabulary to poke at what Goldsmith is describing.
We especially like the end of Goldsmith’s essay,
because he goes to the heart of the terror – to the dog itself – and makes a
little plaidoyer for the dog: “in him alone, fawning is not flattery. … “How unkind then to torture this animal that
has left the forest to claim the protection of man! How ungrateful a return to
the trusty animal for all its services!”
It is interesting that the moral panics of our day
have a certain inverted nature – they are moral panics of claiming that real
diseases don’t exist, or exist but are harmless, or were invented in a lab and
spread by devils – and of course the panic is of a similar nature with regard
to the vaccine. That the formerly “free world” is so subject to these panics
and inverted panics should tell us a lot about the way the “free world” fought
the Cold War.
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