I realize that my blogs about the antiwar events of yesterday may have sounded a bit grumpy all around, so I want to take this opportunity to say that we had a blast!
Demonstrations are always good for both the body and the soul, but this was one of the most exhilarating experiences in my memory, being out there in the streets with so many kinds of magnificent, happy people [we spent much of the day in the block Jimmie Breslin describes, though we did not see him], and I believe actually making a difference this time, because we were so many.
I can understand a thinking American’s considered decision to not cast a vote in the elections which have been entirely arranged for us by undemocratic process, especially in recent years, or recent decades. Our democratic institutions are an absolute mess right now. What I do not understand is the refusal of that same person to walk into the street on an occasion like yesterday, in the purest form of democratic expression. If I walk to the barricades, literally and figuratively, I’m walking with millions; if I stay away, no one is there. I cannot expect my neighbors to save the world for me on their own.
At the end of the day, we went to a performance of “Brundibar,” Hans Krasa‘s charming children’s opera which was performed dozens of times at Terezin, until the child performers were sent to the gas chambers. The opera is about the strength of numbers overcoming evil. Unfortunately those numbers never accumulated in the 1930’s. We can have them today, but we’re not there yet.
There I go again, grumpy.
Author: jameswagner
a lesson from entertainment news
My nephew, who regrets the limited instrumental recital opportunities available in his home in Brownsville, writes about something like a voice debut, in southern Texas streets February 15.
HEY, WHAT ABOUT MY OTHER TWO SECONDS?!
Among the millions of peace demonstrators out in the streets today, about 250 (of us) were marching on the scene in McAllen, Texas, the nearest rally to us in the Rio Grande Valley [about 50-60 miles from Pete and Michael’s house]. With Michael’s reassurance, I overcame my stage fright and agreed to an interview by a local television reporter, which lasted for about four minutes in front of the camera. I had a small degree of satisfaction (and immense relief) immediately afterward, feeling it had gone OK and musing that it might possibly help awaken others to understand and protest the recklessness of Bush’s headlong rush into war.
My “interview” did air, but was distilled to 6 seconds of footage on the local ABC news channel tonight. (Isn’t a sound bite supposed to be at least 8 seconds long ?) Fortunately for my vanity, there was nothing bizarre or embarrassing in my appearance or speech as captured on TV. However, considering how nerve-wracking it was to psych myself up to articulate my views like that publicly, it was frustrating watching the shallowness of the local news coverage; nobody is going to have their mind changed by 6 seconds of “discussion.”
I’m left only with hoping that as a result of the novelty of my brief TV appearance, some of my neighbors or coworkers will be more curious about my convictions and ask me for more detail the next time I bump into them.
Take heart, I tell myself; it’s good to face your fears, and stage fright has always been a big bugbear for me. Maybe this will help my poise someday during my next recital or concerto.
Peace,
Pete
We love Pete and Michael.
antiwarriors please Iraq
That’s it? That’s the story?
The subject of the lead story at this very moment on the CNN site, which is viewed all around the planet, is the millions of people around the world protesting the imminent American war against Iraq. The CNN site’s headline reads,
ANTIWAR RALLIES DELIGHT IRAQ
It looks like Rupert Murdoch’s NYPost!
The first paragraph:
BAGHDAD, Iraq (CNN) — Iraq was gloating Sunday over the global outpouring of opposition to a possible U.S.-led war against the country, saying the rallies by millions of people signaled an Iraqi victory and “the defeat and isolation of America.”
For any sceptics about the political agenda or incompetence of the American media, does this finally send a message? [CNN is actually a world news medium, but it’s still the creature of its commercial American birth.]
vive La France!
I confess. [But is it ego or wanna-do-good works?] I’ve always felt that if I’m going to a protest or a demonstration and I don’t intend to do something which would risk arrest, I’ve got to sport a good hand-lettered sign. For lots of people, costume or line dancing would be other possibilities, but I have a congenital problem with the concept of flashy, and that certainly limits the attention-getting options.
For the massive anti-war demonsration in New York today I decided to hoist a sign invoking the exhaustively repeated, truly magnificent cri of one of my French heroes [France was not an accidental reference in a week which saw the government of the American republic refer to the country which guaranteed our independence, our oldest and most loyal ally, as “old Europe” and a proper object of our disdain and scorn].
My shield read, “�crasez l’inf�me!,” and I wore a Jacobin cap. Pretty esoteric? Yeah, tons of people seemed totally nonplused by the foreign arrangement of letters, and the hat was just a stocking cap for most fellow marchers, but early in our progress up Fifth Avenue from the Public Library I was approached by a French Television crew and asked why I was carrying that sign.
Like a smart-aleck kid, I was delighted to be able to explain the English translation, “Crush the infamous thing!,” and went on to describe my understanding of what Voltaire meant by “L’infame.” I held it to refer to unreason, superstition, fundamentalism, arbitrary authority and the Bush White House. I admitted that Voltaire had been remarkably prescient 250 years ago when he included in his list of iniquities the current administration in Washington, and that my gratitude was accordingly that much more profound.
They asked more, about my current attitude toward France and toward the position of the French people and the French government on the subject of an Iraq war, and most significantly, about what I thought of the performance of the American media [ok, I admit I provoked that one].
They were very impressive. They had been following the legendary Florent Morillet and the GLAMericans since nine in the morning, and I’m very sorry I won’t be able to see the product of their labors on French public television [The program, “Envoies Speciales,” is something like the American institution, “60 Minutes.” If anyone sees this segment somewhere in the french-speaking world, please let me know.].
My sign and I were hailed and saluted by a number of people all afternoon, many who understood the words and their origin, but many who did not and asked for particulars. The most gratifying encounters were with French citizens, but the most charming exchange may have been with the very attractive, young, Hunter College-type couple who asked. As soon as I mentioned “Voltaire,” the woman gasped, blushed and shyly sighed that she should have remembered, since she had just read about him.
Thank you, La France.
the City’s shameful role today
Whether there were half a million or a million out there in the sub-freezing wind of the Manhattan canyons today, we should be enormously proud of the achievement, but we can only be horribly ashamed of the city’s role in diminishing that achievement.
First “they” decided that the people could not walk past the U.N., then that the people could not get near the U.N., then that the people would be put into animal pens, then that the people would not be permitted to bus all the way into the city, then that the people could not be trusted with portable toilets. [When I heard that piece of news at home this morning, I was ready to piss on a police officer’s shoes, even though I would eventually remind myself that decisions about porta-johns were not made by the rank and file.]
Governments and police are only too eager to tell us where to go and what to do, but if you were out on the street for the incredible anti-war demonstration today, or trying desperately to get to it, you saw how far they went this time and you probably have an idea of how much farther they will go the next time. In the rest of the civilized and democratic world, and even in those parts which are regarded as neither, huge numbers of people were able to assemble freely today where they chose to. They were not restricted and discouraged by the obsessive minutiae of bureaucratic and police concerns about order–and control. Americans in New York City today were confronted by a significant threat to their rights of assembly and speech.
This was a massive grassroots, democratic, political demonstration of the highest order and probably of the greatest consequence for the history of the world. It was not a sports event attended by mindless yahoos and it was not a arbitrary holiday driven by a drunken, nativist mob. Assigned and barricaded pens, totally inappropriate movement restrictions, and the threat from the visible presence of thousands of armored and helmeted police were totally out of order.
Do not trust a government which does not trust you.
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For more on our own experience of today’s events, see Bloggy‘s, “DISSENT IS HOT.”
we’re going to peace tomorrow
I’ll be starting here.
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everybody should celebrate in their own special way
MAKE LOVE NOT WAR
Yup, this really is the front page of The Mirror today.
[Thanks, Otto, John and Howard.]
says Senate is “sleepwalking through history”
Gads, I wish I could have heard the hoary stentorian himself, Senator Robert Byrd, when he was delivering this oration!
To contemplate war is to think about the most horrible of human experiences. On this February day, as this nation stands at the brink of battle, every American on some level must be contemplating the horrors of war.
Yet, this Chamber is, for the most part, silent — ominously, dreadfully silent. There is no debate, no discussion, no attempt to lay out for the nation the pros and cons of this particular war. There is nothing.
We stand passively mute in the United States Senate, paralyzed by our own uncertainty, seemingly stunned by the sheer turmoil of events.
And that was only the beginning of the speech he delivered in the Senate Chamber yesterday; Byrd had not even started on his indictment, but ultimately he reserved the heavy guns for an attack on the administration. An excerpt:
Here at home, people are warned of imminent terrorist attacks with little guidance as to when or where such attacks might occur. Family members are being called to active military duty, with no idea of the duration of their stay or what horrors they may face. Communities are being left with less than adequate police and fire protection. Other essential services are also short-staffed. The mood of the nation is grim. The economy is stumbling. Fuel prices are rising and may soon spike higher.
This Administration, now in power for a little over two years, must be judged on its record. I believe that that record is dismal.
In that scant two years, this Administration has squandered a large projected surplus of some $5.6 trillion over the next decade and taken us to projected deficits as far as the eye can see. This Administration’s domestic policy has put many of our states in dire financial condition, under funding scores of essential programs for our people. This Administration has fostered policies which have slowed economic growth. This Administration has ignored urgent matters such as the crisis in health care for our elderly. This Administration has been slow to provide adequate funding for homeland security. This Administration has been reluctant to better protect our long and porous borders.
In foreign policy, this Administration has failed to find Osama bin Laden. In fact, just yesterday we heard from him again marshaling his forces and urging them to kill. This Administration has split traditional alliances, possibly crippling, for all time, International order-keeping entities like the United Nations and NATO. This Administration has called into question the traditional worldwide perception of the United States as well-intentioned, peacekeeper. This Administration has turned the patient art of diplomacy into threats, labeling, and name calling of the sort that reflects quite poorly on the intelligence and sensitivity of our leaders, and which will have consequences for years to come.
Calling heads of state pygmies, labeling whole countries as evil, denigrating powerful European allies as irrelevant — these types of crude insensitivities can do our great nation no good. We may have massive military might, but we cannot fight a global war on terrorism alone. We need the cooperation and friendship of our time-honored allies as well as the newer found friends whom we can attract with our wealth. Our awesome military machine will do us little good if we suffer another devastating attack on our homeland which severely damages our economy. Our military manpower is already stretched thin and we will need the augmenting support of those nations who can supply troop strength, not just sign letters cheering us on.
terrorists in the White House
Why are we expecting an imminent low-tech assault, a missile-launcher, a piloted plane missile, an atomic or radioactive dirty bomb, a chemical or biological attack at this time?
What has happened to this country that we could completely lose our sanity and our soul in just two years? Ok, maybe it took longer, but they are both definitely missing at this time. If the danger now being evoked is not all just a fabrication of a regime in Washington which needs to warn of an imminent threat in order to justifty itself, could it be a consequence of our doing something horribly wrong as a nation? Think about it. What happened to reason, to intelligent and generous policy, to a real connection with a larger world, one which does not consist only of violence or the threat of violence? Where is the courage and the conviction of the ideals which once shown as a beacon for much of the world?
Forget the plastic sheeting and the duct tape. Let’s drive the darkness, the real terrorists, out of the White House, and let us go back to the business of being Americans!
“�crasez l’inf�me!“ [with eternal gratitude to Francois Marie Arouet (Voltaire)]
“the country we almost made for you”
We saw Lanford Wilson “Fifth of July” in a wonderful production at Signature Theatre tonight. It’s just a magnificent play, and it still stands tall and bright in the strength of its political conscience even twenty-five years after it was first performed.
That relevance is unfortunately largely because the 60’s ultimately failed, and it is that remarkable era which functions as the leading character in the play. Peace, love, sex, racial harmony, women’s liberation, gay rights, recreational drug rights, tieless office workers, the elimination of stupid politicians: we aren’t there yet. I’ve been in shock since the late 70’s when I began to realize that the revolution had not stuck. I never ever expected it to be reversed.
There is one line in particular which somehow anchored the play for me. In the midst of a reunion with her former Berkeley hippie menage, fifteen years after and thousands of miles away from their youth, a mother almost screams a reproach to her teenage daughter who has just shown disdain or scepticism about the friends’ radical history: “You’ve no idea the country we almost made for you!” I cried.