Iraq about to attack U.S.?

This holiday message comes from the de facto leader of the nation which dominates the world:

CRAWFORD, Texas/BAGHDAD (Reuters) – President Bush warned a world partying into the New Year that Iraq had the power to unleash economic chaos if given the chance to mount an attack on the United States.

Can he explain why Iraq would want to do that? The country has not been controlled for forty years by a nincompoop.
Which suggests the next question: Could our own leader look any more stupid? Could we look more stupid?
Just wait and see.

fearing art

The City still doesn’t get it, or at least the police and the Daily News still fail to understand, making the second Union Square box incident this month look like it was as worthy as the first.
Ani Weinstein was arrested yesterday while taping a number of black boxes, labelled “FEAR ART,” to the walls of Union Square station. She was booked with essentially the same charges made against Clinton Boisvert December 11 when he was arrested for taping boxes, labelled “FEAR,” in the same subway station.
The Daily News headline read, “Another art hoax in Union Sq. subway,” called Weinstein a ” copycat prankster” and referred to each of the installations as a “stunt,” but the news article at least allows that “investigators believe Weinstein acted to show solidarity with the art student [Boisvert].”
Boisvert told us that our fears are not being addressed rationally; Weinstein showed us that some of us still can’t understand this, which more than confirms the original message and its imperative, and why it will have to be repeated again.

STOP THE CHURCH! STOP THE STATE!

We’ve been aware for a long time that ours is not a secular society, and in fact that ours is not a secular government, in spite of the purpose of its founders and the Constitution’s intended guarantees of freedom of and from religion, but the current, legitimacy-challenged administration, along with some of its religious allies, goes too far in this as so many other of its impulses for mischief.
The NYTimes has it pretty much together on this subject in a lead editorial this morning. It begins:

President Bush punched a dangerous hole in the wall between church and state earlier this month by signing an executive order that eases the way for religious groups to receive federal funds to run social services programs. The president’s unilateral order, which wrongly cut Congress out of the loop, lets faith-based organizations use tax dollars to win converts and gives them a green light to discriminate in employment. It should be struck down by the courts

The editorial includes a timely warning about the danger of governments with confessional associations, even if it describes a somewhat imaginary American history of independent church and state relations.

It is ironic that President Bush is working to tear down the separation of church and state at home, given the battles he is waging abroad. It is clearer today than ever that one of America’s greatest strengths is that we are a nation in which people are free to practice any faith or no faith, and the government keeps out of the religious realm.

we truly do have nothing more to fear than fear itself

I thought it would be safe to read the feature article about Christo and Jeanne-Claude’s The Gates Project for Central Park, even though the NYTimes account was written by the nasty Michael Kimmelman.
I was wrong. Half of the way through the piece in tuesday’s edition he managed to find a way to return to the scene of his crime, when he pulled out all of the stops of his office to try to destroy the person, the idea and the art of Clinton Boisvert, the young artist who was recently arrested and jailed overnight, and who now faces up to a year in prison for his art.

“But public art does not consist only of artists leaving black boxes with “Fear” on them in subway stations. There’s a fruitful territory between yelling “Fire!” in a crowded theater and erecting a statue of a forgotten hero holding a sword.”

It’s Mr. Kimmelman who is yelling “fire!” in a crowded theater. Boisvert does not threaten us; we are threatened by those who do not understand, pander to, manipulate or use our fears for their own ends, not those who show them and their sponsors for what they are. It is quite a different context, but Roosevelt’s words in 1933 would serve us well today.

So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself—nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance.

Peace.

Criminal art?

I guess I didn’t provoke much of a discussion with my post on the 18th about Clinton Boisvert’s art, his jailing and a piece in the NYTimes written by their chief art critic.
The paper did not print my letter of outrage over a totally inappropriate attack on Boisvert, on his inappropriate art, and by implication on all inappropriate art in these times and this place, so now it’s safe to post the letter here.
Yes, of course I had an opinion all along. What follows is essentially the text of my letter to the paper, edited for this space and for certain style adjustments, and stretched a bit.

Michael Kimmelman’s piece on Clinton Boisvert’s “FEAR” art project hoped to lump the artist with criminals or loonies, but succeeded more in betraying Kimmelman’s own inadequacies and fears as a critic, both cultural and social.
The Times’ chief art critic comes across sounding more like a Soviet apparatchnik frightened by the creativity and the outrage which threatens his comfort and his system than a man who might do something to help us understand this new world of ours.
In addition, he creates and repeats falsehoods in order to marginalize, denigrate and criminalize as one of those “hapless, fledgling art students” a man who managed to help us to understand ourselves, our world and our relationship to it, at a time when few have been so successful. Reactions since the discovery of “FEAR” have clearly shown how much we need some enlightenment.
Boisvert’s boxes did not “spread panic,” contrary to Kimmelman’s hysterical assertion. They were installed in full public view by two young men in the middle of the day in a well-lighted busy subway station of the world’s art capital. They were not hidden, not unmarked, not labelled “anthrax” and not labelled “free candy.” The artist’s and his friend’s actual activities failed to alarm the thousands of New Yorkers who passed them by as sufficintly suspicious in nature to report. Only later in the day did a passer-by became interested and concerned enough to point out the boxes to a guard. The rest is now art and political history.
Four days ago I posted a reference to this story on my website and asked artist friends and others to express their opinions of the events, including their opinions of the NYTimes article. My initial puzzlement at finding only two brave comments was replaced by chagrin when I learned from another friend that it would be dangerous for many in the visual arts to cross Mr. Kimmelman, because he was simply too powerful in their world.
I’m admit I’m naive, but I still have to shout: What a terible indictment of the free and creative society we have built, and now think we are defending from the barbarians, that apparently art and even art commentary can be intimidated, and from inside the gates!

I’ve seen a number of good posts on the issues surrounding Boisvert’s project and reaction to it, but one of my favorite comments is Barry‘s cautionary verbal take, “Especially while living under the Bush regime, I’m alarmed by art critics talking about art being criminal.”

snaring criminal nuns and teachers

If we survive as a republic, it won’t be because we ignored the people who want to destroy it. Columbia save the activists!

DENVER, Dec. 14 — The Denver police have gathered information on unsuspecting local activists since the 1950’s, secretly storing what they learned on simple index cards in a huge cabinet at police headquarters.
When the cabinet filled up recently, the police thought they had an easy solution. For $45,000, they bought a powerful computer program from a company called Orion Scientific Systems. Information on 3,400 people and groups was transferred to software that stores, searches and categorizes the data.
Then the trouble began.
After the police decided to share the fruits of their surveillance with another local department, someone leaked a printout to an activist for social justice, who made the documents public. The mayor started an investigation. People lined up to obtain their files. Among those the police spied on were nuns, advocates for American Indians and church organizations.

As citizens, we do not have a right to just ignore what’s going on.

But where do we go from here?

In the current (December 30) issue of The Nation there is a brilliant piece of writing about a brilliant man writing about a brilliant generation of queers, and you’ll feel brilliant if you read it. Richard Kim writes about Douglas Crimp writing about AIDS activists, but unfortunately this particular article is not available online, so I can’t link anything here.
Well, they can use your money, and the $2.95 will be money well spent. Better yet, on the basis of Kim’s review, you and I should probably both spring for Crimp’s book itself.

It is this expansive vision that has guided all of Crimp’s work on AIDS, and thus, read end-to-end, Crimp’s essays are more than individual polemics: They present a counterhistory of the AIDS epidemic. Throughout, Crimp demonstrates an unflinchingly critical gaze in the face of crisis and a determination to articulate a genuinely humane political vision.

The expected villains are attacked in Crimp’s essays, but it seems that the real excitement begins when he discusses the self-righteous and moralistic Andrew Sullivan, Gabriel Rotello and Michelangelo Signorile, as he continues to outline the lessons of the past and an assignment for the future.

The task becomes especially treacherous when one takes on sacred cows like Randy Shilts, Larry Kramer and the NAMES Project AIDS quilt, or the deeply ambivalent contradictions within the art and activist worlds from which Crimp writes.

Oh oh.

fear battles fear battles fear

Alright, calling especially all artists and arterinas out there! The [black “FEAR” box] story has been bugging me since I first heard that a subway station had been evacuated on account of what was obviously an artist’s installation.
What do we think about Clinton Boisvert’s art project?
[This link includes a picture of one of the 37 boxes.]
And what do we think about the take of The New York Times chief art critic, published today?
I’m witholding my own thoughts for now, partly because I haven’t finished assembling them yet.

Bethlehem skips Christmas; Bethlehem is hell

Bethlehem will go without Christmas this year.

BETHLEHEM – There’ll be no Christmas tree in Manger Square. No festive lights. And no singing.
Palestinian Christians decided yesterday to strip the traditional symbols of joy from the celebration of the birth of Christ in the Holy Land to protest Israel’s clampdown on Bethlehem.
The Bethlehem municipality will not put up lights or decorate the tree opposite the Church of the Nativity, said Mayor Hanna Nasser, a Palestinian Christian.
Israel said it is simply fighting terror – and has no choice but to stay put as long as militants living in Bethlehem are planning new murderous acts.

But to begin to understand what it means to live in an occupied city, it helps to hear from the inside. Paola Michael teaches English in Bethlehem. Here she writes about the momentary lifting of a 24-hour three-week long curfew. The Israelis had suddenly announced a lifting of the curfew from 10 am to 4 pm.

The school day was supposed to end at 3:30 p.m., since the curfew was going to be reimposed at 4.
Then, at 1:30, out of the blue, the Israelis changed their minds and announced the curfew again. They had jeeps patrolling the streets and soldiers throwing tear gas and fake noise bombs to scare people to go home.
Imagine the classrooms! Parents running to get their kids and make it home before an Israeli jeep caught them. Teachers running to a bank to get cash to buy food for the next few days for their families.
Except that the bank had run out of cash, so people were trying to find anyone who could give them money. The lines outside the banks were just outrageous.
On top of that, it was pouring, foggy, slippery and cold. It was pure hell.
I myself made it home safely through a back road, but I still only had crackers and water in my fridge to last me another four days until they lift the curfew again.
I had survived yet another day in Bethlehem.