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Senin, 29 November 2010

“The Limits of Government Lies - Wall Street Journal”

“The Limits of Government Lies - Wall Street Journal”


The Limits of Government Lies - Wall Street Journal

Posted: 29 Nov 2010 05:33 AM PST

These days people remember with astonishment how easily the Enron and WorldCom frauds deceived investors and how willing those investors were to accept massive share valuations on the basis of questionable business metrics like click-throughs or eyeballs or Ebitda.

Never again?

Investors ought to be feeling an uncomfortable sense of deja vu. Only this time, the realization that they've been working on the basis of questionable numbers isn't coming from the equity market, but rather when they consider official statistics.

The most egregious case was Greece, which for years blatantly lied about the state of its finances until it no longer could. The restatement of its fiscal position in the autumn of 2009 triggered Europe's sovereign-debt crisis.

But Greece isn't alone. Other European countries have also manipulated their data, used off-balance-sheet accounting and dodges structured by clever investment bankers to hide their true liabilities. Eurostat, which is meant to monitor and approve the quality of the numbers being published by member states, was no better an auditor than Arthur Andersen.

Nor is this a particularly European problem. Private-sector economists are skeptical about nearly all the official data published by the Chinese government, from GDP numbers to inflation statistics. For instance, some economists figure the true consumer price rate in China is about 50% higher than the officially reported 4.4% (that is, well over 6%). Across most developed countries, as bad as most governments' officially-reported finances are, throw in unfunded liabilities and off-balance-sheet elements and the actual drain on the public purse for decades to come is downright shocking.

Investors have long been happy to accept official data on the basis that other investors accept official data and therefore, in the Keynesian beauty contest that is the markets, a universal suspension of disbelief can be maintained for long stretches. It doesn't matter if you doubt the numbers. For professional investors, if everyone else believes in them, then you need to play as well.

That, though, falls apart when investors lose confidence that other investors will continue to have faith in the official statistics. This seems to be happening in Europe. A lack of faith that they're being told the whole truth (like Greece, or Ireland, where the official worst-case projections for the banking sector just get worse and worse) means that investors are demanding a premium for holding government paper across the euro zone. This infection of doubt then makes the underlying economic situation worse by pushing up yields to levels where governments just can't cover liabilities.

Sure, governments try to intervene, either with rescue plans or direct action. They can suspend stock exchanges and even put a floor on prices (as Pakistan did). They can buy each other's debt (as the ECB is doing), or force domestic banks to buy the stuff, or they can set up capital controls, exchange rate pegs, quotas and any number of bureaucratic hurdles to prevent a full market adjustment. Sometimes this works to stem a panic. But when the underlying state of the economy is rotten; when a country's banks are not functioning because they aren't solvent; when a country's population cannot fund its obligations; then no amount of manipulation of data or of markets will cure the ill.

Ultimately, if a government or corporation is not solvent, it goes bust, whatever fictions it passes off to the wider public. The result of the deceit, however, is that investors will then demand a premium to invest. The resolution of the current European debt crisis will be default. But the consequence will be more expensive government debts in future, and therefore either smaller government or higher taxes or a combination of the two.

The previous generation may have benefited from the smoke and mirrors. The next generation will pay for it.

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Minggu, 28 November 2010

“Jonathan Lethem on John Carpenter’s ‘They Live’ - Wall Street Journal” plus 1 more

“Jonathan Lethem on John Carpenter’s ‘They Live’ - Wall Street Journal” plus 1 more


Jonathan Lethem on John Carpenter’s ‘They Live’ - Wall Street Journal

Posted: 28 Nov 2010 05:56 AM PST

In November, Soft Skull Press began a new series of short books called "Deep Focus," in which acclaimed novelists write about their favorite acclaimed films. The series, edited by Sean Howe, will cover cult classics, New Hollywood films for the sixties and seventies, film noir and other genres. Below is an excerpt from the first release, Jonathan Lethem's in-depth look at John Carpenter's 1988 sci-fi horror film, "They Live."

Graffiti and Text Art

In the early nineties, first in Providence, Rhode Island, and then up and down the eastern seaboard, thousands of paper, and later vinyl, stickers began proliferating in the urban commercial-detritus/graffiti collage of lampposts, subway entrances, and construction-site billboards. The stickers presented a blunt little graphic, a visage of testosteroid hostility, recognizable to some as the masked face of the professional wrestler Andre the Giant, accompanied by various slogans—most often ANDRE THE GIANT HAS A POSSE.

After a 1994 lawsuit denied use of the wrestler's name, the reworked stickers took up a They Live theme: the wrestler's face was now accompanied by the single command OBEY. The sticker campaign was eventually credited to the street artist Shepard Fairey, who'd created them with his schoolmates while a student at the Rhode Island School of Design. Fairey's famous now as a lawsuit-stricken imagery poacher, creator of the iconic Barack Obama CHANGE poster; he's as mediocre a poster boy for "appropriation aesthetics" as 2 Live Crew, whose sample of Roy Orbison's "Pretty Woman" thrust them into the Open Source vanguard, such as it was, in 1989. Fairey's stickers could be seen as a guerrilla-subliminal ad campaign for They Live, reinscribing the film's motif of icons of persuasion hidden in plain sight: our overlord's commands are visible if you know where to look. And we, the underground, make ourselves known to one another by outlawed modes: pirate broadcasts, signal jamming, samizdat pamphlets, graffiti. (Fairey's They Live reference also puns on Roddy Piper's career as a pro wrestler.)

They Live displays no fewer than four layers of public textual stuff. Three are under the filmmakers' control. First, the Matrix layer of manipulative fictions: the magazines, newspapers, and billboards for computers and vacations in the Caribbean. Second, the unmasked truth of obnoxious commands hidden beneath: OBEY, WATCH TV, HONOR APATHY, DOUBT HUMANITY, et cetera. Third, fake graffiti scrawls: THEY LIVE, WE SLEEP. The fourth layer, imposed by the documentary effects of location shooting, and probably exaggerated by a budget prohibiting Antonioni-esque impulses to repaint the world, consists of whatever text was randomly immortalized in the camera's passing gaze: actual signage (like the freight train reading SHOCK CONTROL), or legitimately illegitimate graffiti (like the gnomic, concrete-poetic PARK CENT on the side of the Dumpster in Nada's alley).

Such accidental documentation isn't always negligible: my brother and other graffiti-artists-turned-graffiti-historians pore over those vintage New York City location films that contain subway scenes, like The French Connection, Death Wish, and The Taking of Pelham, 1,2,3, ferreting out lost traces of their subculture's origins. They Live's special interest in fugitive modes of discourse isolates these random captures in a charged neutral zone. It's as if some third constituency, neither enchanted nor disenchanted by the alien broadcast, occupies the same city invisibly, and has sent SHOCK CONTROL and PARK CENT out as signs of their existence. Call this third constituency "the Real."

Fairey's interventions occupy the same uneasy middle ground as They Live itself: on the one hand, the termite arts of graffiti or of the deliberate B-movie, marginal activities carrying a subversive potential past the sentries of high art. On the other, the gallery-ready postures of text artists like Barbara Kruger and Jenny Holzer, or of the Cahiers table of "conscious" auteurs—Hitchcock being the supreme example—at which Carpenter may occasionally be granted a shaky seat. Too poised and context-aware to be claimed as primitives, too crass and populist to be comfortably claimed for the high-art pantheon, Fairey and Carpenter both oscillate dismayingly in the void between.

Once, by chance, I attended a baseball game at San Francisco's Candlestick Park at which Jenny Holzer had been commissioned to "appropriate" the stadium's LED signs for her own artistic-subversive purposes. The vast and unfamiliar venue and audience was meant to exfoliate Holzer's art into the larger world. Being a Holzer fan, and learning of the planned intervention at the baseball game, I anticipated great things. My companion at the game knew nothing of Holzer's work, so I strained to set up his expectations. But the effort fizzled. When Holzer's enigmas crawled past on the signs, they died in the stadium's open-air light and the visual and auditory noise, baseball's common denominators. They'd become merely ineffectively opaque announcements, or advertisements for products we couldn't buy.

The discourse of commerce is a kind of quicker-picker-upper, superabsorbent of what happens along, even (or especially) that which presents itself as oppositional to, or critical of, commercial culture. So, much of Barbara Kruger's and Holzer's impact was gently naturalized within advertising language. This awkward fact cuts against They Live's central assertion: that the distance between the "lies" of commercial-ideological speech and the coercive "truths" smuggled inside it is an extreme one, and shattering to cross. Really, the two coexist and even mate with appalling ease (Recall the "ironic" generic packaging that was faddish in the eighties—cigarettes labeled CIGARETTES, and so on—that claimed to deny the sizzle of advertising allure in favor of the steak of gratified desire). Kruger and Holzer's non sequitur interventions briefly attained a gallant purity, but they'd always needed the gallery or museum context as a quarantine against recontamination. Their work degenerated anyway, refamiliarizing into po-mo moral rhetoric, or reappropriated for fashion layouts. What makes Shepard Fairey's populist gesture insipid is how self-evidently it awaited a product retrofit, a proceed-to-checkout button. When the OBEY T-shirt or CHANGE political campaign rolled out, no one, least of all the "artworks" themselves, even hiccupped.

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TechMan: Destructive Stuxnet worm has experts scrambling - Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

Posted: 27 Nov 2010 09:20 PM PST

Malicious software turned a dangerous corner recently with Stuxnet, a computer worm that attacks the control systems for things like nuclear power plants and electrical grids.

Stuxnet makes spam networks and credit card schemes seem like child's play. Experts say it can do things like make motors fly to pieces.

"Stuxnet has highlighted that direct attacks to control critical infrastructure are possible and not necessarily spy-novel fictions. The real-world implications of Stuxnet are beyond any threat we have seen in the past," Dean Turner of the Symantec security firm told the U.S. Senate Committee on Homeland Security and Governmental Affairs.

The first target seems to have been Iran, which has admitted to malware in its nuclear facilities, but said it was confined to employee laptops.

The New York Times reported last week that forensic experts dissecting the worm found that it was calibrated in a way that could send nuclear centrifuges "wildly out of control." Iran is spinning thousands of centrifuges to try to produce enriched uranium, which can be used for either nuclear fuel or a bomb. The forensics work found that Stuxnet takes over the power supply that controls the speed of a motor.

International inspectors have said Iran has had problems keeping its centrifuges running, with hundreds removed from active service.

Stuxnet at work?

No one has been willing to say so for certain, but experts say the scenario is possible given what they know about the worm.

Another thing no one can say for sure is where Stuxnet came from. But all the experts agree that the program is so sophisticated that it would require the backing of a government to produce it.

A number of questions remain about the worm. Here are some answers (credit to Blake Hounshell posting on the Foreign Policy website):

What was its target? Most experts agree it was Iran, either the Natanz nuclear enrichment site or the Bushehr nuclear power plant.

Was it effective? Iran says it caused no damage. Others have pointed to the failings of centrifuges, unconfirmed reports of nuclear accidents and the resignation of the head of the Iranian nuclear programs.

Why and how did it spread? Stuxnet attacks a Windows-based program called WinCC, a supervisory control and data acquisition program made by Siemens, a German company. If the worm cannot find a copy of WinnCC, it looks for other USB devices and copies itself onto them. Or it spreads across local networks. Stuxnet has been found on Siemens software at more than a dozen industrial facilities outside Iran. Since these types of control systems are not normally connected to the Internet, speculation is that the worm was either introduced with a USB drive or that it came from one of the laptops of Russian consultants at the nuclear plant.

Who did it? Most speculation centers around Israel. The United States is also cited as a candidate. No nation is admitting anything.

Despite these unanswered questions, one thing is clear: Stuxnet is a worrying escalation in cyber attacks. Now that a software assault on industrial sites has been demonstrated, others may follow.

"Proliferation is a real problem, and no country is prepared to deal with it," Melissa Hathaway, a former U.S. national cybersecurity coordinator, told The New York Times.

The worm has set off alarms among industrial control specialists, she said: "All of these guys are scared to death. We have about 90 days to fix this before some hacker begins using it."

Security tip: Malware often must run a program to infect your computer. If you see an e-mail attachment ending in .exe that you are not expecting, it could be a rogue program. Do not click on it. Delete it.

Read TechMan's blog at post-gazette.com/techman. TechTalk video podcast is at post-gazette.com/multimedia and audio version at post-gazette.com/podcast. Follow PGTechMan on Twitter.

First published on November 28, 2010 at 12:00 am

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Sabtu, 27 November 2010

“Pessimism Porn: Chris Hedges's New Book Is a Depressing Journey Into the Liberal Mind - Huffingtonpost.com” plus 1 more

“Pessimism Porn: Chris Hedges's New Book Is a Depressing Journey Into the Liberal Mind - Huffingtonpost.com” plus 1 more


Pessimism Porn: Chris Hedges's New Book Is a Depressing Journey Into the Liberal Mind - Huffingtonpost.com

Posted: 27 Nov 2010 07:51 AM PST

Chris Hedges's new book, The Death of the Liberal Class (Nation Books, November, 2010) exemplifies the limits of the liberal elite in critiquing itself, its double bind as it responds to the American state going haywire on empire, human rights, and capitalism. Exiled from his former position of privilege at the New York Times, Hedges has been busy impersonating past American Jeremiahs. Yet Hedges's narrative of "dissent" itself is the essence of failed liberalism.

Liberals are retreating farther and farther into defeatism, conspiracy theory, emotional darkness, and tunnel vision. Hedges's progression from War Is a Force That Gives Us Meaning (2002) to American Fascists: The Christian Right and the War on America (2007) to Empire of Illusion: The End of Literacy and the Triumph of Spectacle (2009) to The Death of the Liberal Class (2010) represents the sorry spectacle of the boundaries of American liberalism in confronting horrors not included in its official creed.

Hedges's background as the son of a Presbyterian minister, and his sojourn at Harvard Divinity School, are the keys to his thought; religion always pulls him, even as he bemoans its abuse at the hands of the morally obtuse. Reinhold Niebuhr, the Christian realist who became virulently anti-communist and supported both World War II and the Cold War, is the most important influence on Hedges; Niebuhr's theological pessimism has been a dominant influence on post-World War II leaders, including Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton (as Jesus was George W. Bush's favorite philosopher, so Niebuhr is Obama's favorite).

In War Is a Force That Gives Us Meaning, Hedges told us that the sensory quality of war belies our images of heroism and bravery. Having been a frontline reporter in war zones, Hedges felt qualified to offer the insight that war hollows out culture, as leaders mobilize nationalist myth to support aggression. Hedges reported from the Balkans and Central America, but felt no need to make the connection between American empire and the ravages of war. War is taken as an existential, depressing, unavoidable force.

Hedges tends to stay a couple of steps behind. When the Bush years were nearly over, in American Fascists he explained that there was no way to talk to Christian fundamentalists, and that the real danger was that in a time of economic crisis they may find broader footing. When the last wars of American empire had already peaked, in Empire of Illusion Hedges gave us a gloss on Daniel Boorstin's mid-twentieth-century insight that politics has become media spectacle; Boorstin's pseudo-event is the only way for politics to advance.

In Empire of Illusion, Hedges put together a compendium of the fully assimilated thought of Theodor Adorno, Hannah Arendt, Walter Benjamin, Umberto Eco, Neal Gabler, Aldous Huxley, Walter Lippmann, C. Wright Mills, Ortega y Gassett, George Orwell, Neil Postman, David Riesman, and William H. Whyte. Like an eager but not very bright graduate student, he compiled the pessimistic thought of twentieth-century critics of mass culture, and applied it to contemporary case studies like Barack Obama's election, professional wrestling, and happiness studies.

Note the consistent, growing, Niebuhrian strand of pessimism: war is inevitable; Christian fundamentalists are beyond the pale of discourse; there is no escape from the tyranny of media.

Empire of Illusion seemed to promise a coming synthesis, a semblance of an original argument. In fact, Hedges has crashed and burned in The Death of the Liberal Class. He founders on this shallow proposition:

The media, the church, the university, the Democratic Party, the arts, and labor unions--the pillars of the liberal class--have been bought off with corporate money and promises of scraps tossed to them by the narrow circles of power.

The institutions of the liberal class have been bought off? Instead of any historical analysis of these institutions, Hedges insinuates that in some golden age they were resistant to being bought by the highest bidder. What are the social forces that compel institutions to compromise? Have unions ever been as exalted in America as they have been in Europe? Not being an atheist like Christopher Hitchens, Hedges accepts the church as an indispensable pillar of the liberal class. We live and die by the two parties, neither of which has a coherent class critique, unlike political parties in Europe. As for the arts, Hedges hankers for a public support system encouraging the arts to instruct us about the misery of workers. Does Hedges know where to look for radical art?

The so-called pillars of the liberal class are fundamentally anti-oppositional, at times shifting by degrees but remaining essentially pro-state, pro-corporation, pro-war, pro-capitalism.

Hedges claims that "Unions, organizations formerly steeped in the doctrine of class struggle and filled with members who sought broad social and political rights for the working class, have been transformed into domesticated junior partners of the capitalist class."

Like other populist-liberal commentators, Hedges lacks a theory of economics. At heart, he's a nationalist, as is true of our most vocal liberal critics today. They're uncomfortable with the gains of globalization for the rising economies of the world; they've bought into the dogma that advances for other countries necessarily diminish us; they've left behind the basic doctrines of comparative advantage and free trade, and become advocates of various forms of barriers and borders. It's become unfashionable to advocate free movement of labor and capital. While Hedges criticizes Christian fundamentalists for having adopted a fearful mindset, he shows himself no less fearful--toward what globalization portends for American economic dominance.

Globalization benefited enormous numbers of people in the 1990s and 2000s, however, and the world is not likely to retreat from it, even if America is having second thoughts. Can unions be mobilized around the concerns of the past when most workers are in the information/service economy rather than in the industrialized trades? This is more difficult than accusing union leaders of treason.

Lacking a consistent ideology, Hedges is in two minds about the alleged death of the liberal class: "Ironically, in killing off the liberal class, the corporate state, in its zealous pursuit of profit, has killed off its most integral and important partner." Hedges desires the resurrection of the liberal class which was complicit in bringing us to the point of ruin. He claims that the liberal class served the function of a valve, but if the valve was small, ineffective, and perverse, why should we lament its closure?

In a functioning democracy, liberal institutions set the parameters for limited self-criticism as well as small, incremental reforms. The liberal class is permitted to decry the worst excesses of power and champion basic human rights while endowing systems of power with morality and virtues they do not possess.

Is there a separate liberal class such as Hedges posits, or is it a convenient narrative hook--another "us" versus "them" mythology, the result of shallow, ahistorical thought? Hedges says:

Dick Cheney and George W. Bush may be palpably evil while Obama is merely weak, but to those who seek to keep us in a state of permanent war, such distinctions do not matter.... The liberal class...can no longer influence a society in a state of permanent war and retreats into its sheltered enclaves, where its members can continue to worship itself.

Who are "those" who want to keep us permanently at war? Are they separate from the liberal class? Did the liberal class--before George W. Bush--not endorse the first Persian Gulf War, or the Balkan wars? Hedges himself is a prime example of a member of the liberal class who has retreated into a sheltered enclave, where he continues to idealize his own unstinting moral rectitude. Shortly before Bush assumed power, this brand of liberal defeatism told us--as in Morris Berman's The Twilight of American Culture--that liberals should disengage from public life, and be like the medieval monks who preserved knowledge for future generations.

Hedges presents himself as being an exile from the corridors of power he previously frequented at the New York Times--his commencement speech after the start of the Iraq War brought on his personal apocalypse--but as his acknowledgments testify, he remains the beneficiary of the largesse of the same liberal class whose demise he loudly proclaims (generous funding from the Nation Institute, the Ford Foundation, the Lannan Foundation, etc.).

Certain vocal environmentalists are also in the habit of advocating retreat from civilization. The righteous should await inevitable collapse due to overpopulation, resource exhaustion, and catastrophic climate change. They may want to get some farmland in Vermont while they're at it, for a possible future in subsistence farming. Hedges fits right into this strain of thinking; it's individualism run amok, in fact, the backup plan for the lone moral individual when the lights go out on civilization.

The upward transfer of wealth, the demolition of civil liberties, and the rampant nationalism supporting permanent war are entirely valid criticisms. But what principled philosophy do these thoughts hang around? Criticism of social injustice becomes numbing if its various dimensions are repeated as facts in themselves, not connected together. So Hedges draws on Noam Chomsky, Sheldon Wolin, Denis Kucinich, and anyone else with a handy opinion about propaganda and war. He ends up mythologizing corporations as omnipotent behemoths over whom citizens have no control. The corporations, in fact, are us, aren't they? Who do the vast majority of us work for?

Euphemisms (which always imply lack of clarity) are rampant among the liberal class. Hedges is particularly fond of Sheldon Wolin's "inverted totalitarianism," which "finds its expression in the anonymity of the corporate state" rather than revolving around a charismatic leader. Rather than theorists like Immanuel Wallerstein, Tzvetan Todorov, David Harvey, Ulrich Beck, or Slavoj Zizek, Hedges relies on Wolin, who explains that we give up power voluntarily. This tautology promotes passivity. Someone else is doing it to us, by means of propaganda. When the means of propaganda were rather rudimentary, in Orwell's time, it made sense to depict the apparatus as an external omnipresent entity; when this reality has become fully realized, it no longer makes sense to speak of it as a hidden force manipulating us. Today, we happily give up privacy for transparently false promises of security. Where is the corporate state's sleight of hand in that?

Similarly, Hedges's focus on mass culture would have had more resonance when Edward Bernays and Dwight MacDonald were first fleshing out the ideas at mid-century; it was a force only then emerging. Now anyone empowered enough makes his own contribution to mass culture, particularly through the Internet. If spectacle leads to illusion, it also leads to fulfillment. Thus movies were the twentieth century's dominant art form, reflecting a continuous schism between the repressive and the expressive, a dream world split right down the ambiguous middle, opening possibilities for hidden talents within all of us. Movies are democracy at work. Hedges, however, betrays his Niebuhrian darkness when he says:

Liberal and radical movements at the turn of the twentieth century subscribed to the fiction that human diligence, moral probity, and reform, coupled with advances in science and technology, could combine to create a utopia on earth.

This is the dream of the enlightenment; Hedges is anti-humanist when he expresses the technocrat-manager-stakeholder's skepticism toward the dream of reason. Hedges's discomfort with utopia comes from the American liberal class's lack of access to any coherent ideology of class. Therefore, Hedges is compelled to seek refuge in a mythical image of intellectual liveliness that never was: "Intellectual debate, once a characteristic of the country's political discourse, withered" (in the 1920s). Was it robust and rigorous before the 1920s? The interwar years were some of our best for intellectual discourse, and it's revealing that Hedges would pick the period of high modernist achievement as the beginning of intellectual decline. But it fits into his template of the history of mass communications, so he dates it then.

On the arts, Hedges is utterly misinformed. Hedges ignorantly misinterprets the 1930s. Art does not need the sponsorship of the liberal class; arguably, art does best under conditions of general indifference, or even repression. Hedges actually admires examples of propaganda theater! Proletarian literature of the 1930s is mostly a forgettable product; Hedges has no aesthetic sense, and if a play or novel depicts class conflict directly, then that constitutes worthwhile art for him. About the Federal Theatre Project, Hedges notes: "It was the high point of American theater." He endorses Sinclair Lewis's didactic, deeply flawed It Can't Happen Here, because its ideas are politically significant. Hedges invariably mistakes pedestrian protest in art for the real thing, the avant-garde; thus his dismissal: "Abstract painting emerged as the artistic expression of this sterile form of rebellion, an outgrowth of the apolitical absurdist and Dada movements." Art makes the highest political statement not when it directly transcribes political discourse, but when it is saturated by a higher political vision--what Hedges, like Niebuhr, would call utopia.

In their disdain for the counterculture, liberal and conservative critics have much in common; a puritan streak of repression, a suspicion of the Dionysian instinct, comes through. Hedges says:

Protest in the 1960s found its ideological roots in the disengagement championed earlier by Beats such as Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William Burroughs.... The counterculture of the 1960s, like the commodity culture, lured adherents inward. It set up the self as the primary center of concern.

Politics as spectacle is a half-century-old criticism that has outlived its usefulness. All ideas operate in the media environment now. So when Hedges says that with the counterculture, "dissent became another media spectacle," he's reverting to a venerable tradition in American liberalism of blaming the medium itself. When we blame the omnipotent medium, we signify the end of active citizenship. In a familiar criticism, Hedges castigates the New Left for abandoning doctrinal rigor: "The New Left of the 1960s turned out to be a mirage.... The left and the right played their roles before the cameras. Politics was theater." But media constantly evolves. What about the new media? Hedges discounts the capacity of art to exceed the bounds of media spectacle.


He goes on to echo the common criticism that Marxist critics have become coopted by literature and humanities departments, as multiculturalism has become an end in itself. Whether it's pessimism toward politics as spectacle or the absurdities of identity politics, Hedges fails to provide any positive vision--a convincing counterpoint to Bush's ludicrious "freedom agenda." Past critics of liberalism from within the tradition, such as Orwell, were committed to a set of social principles. Criticism without political commitment is an exercise in futility. When Hedges says about the media that the "pernicious reduction of the public to the role of spectators denies the media, and the public they serve, a political role," he underestimates the capacity of citizens to reshape the media landscape according to their needs. Hedges is so busy criticizing elite institutions that he has no time for citizens.

Artistic expression today, Hedges holds, "is sustained by a system of interlocking, exclusive guilds," and "those who insist on remaining independent of these guilds...are locked out." True enough, but Hedges seems to yearn for the dominance of the right guild--made up of print-oriented, media-decrying, puritan artists who'll humanize art by making it aspire to the state of politics.

In checking off all of today's bad guys, Hedges can't resist the easiest of all targets, globalization. It's here that liberal critics appear at their most foolish. Hedges says:

By the time the touted benefits of globalization...were exposed as a sham, it was too late. The liberal class had driven critics of this utopian fiction from their midst.... [The liberal class] abetted the decline of the middle class.... It has permitted, in the name of progress, the dismantling of the manufacturing sector, leaving huge pockets of postindustrial despair and poverty behind.

So globalization is utopian fiction too? Wanting to perpetuate globally uncompetitive manufacturing is like calling for the majority of people to have remained in the agriculture sector a hundred years ago. Workers in poorer countries are on the whole better off because of globalization; the United States needs to be more nimble in moving to higher planes of manufacturing and services. It's intellectual deceit to call globalizaton a "sham." Hundreds of millions of people moving out of poverty in China and India is a sham?

Globalization, at its best, is an embodiment of the utopian ideal of freedom, but Hedges has difficulty accepting the consequences of freedom. There will always be winners and losers, but what is not sustainable is obsolete manufacturing--such as old Detroit--because it leaves consumers everywhere poorer in the long run. How is Germany, for example, adapting to globalization? If Hedges were to address this question, he would have to enter the substance of economics, and then, instead of lamenting the departure of Marxist critics to the humanities departments, he would have to weigh the pros and cons of redistributive economic policy.

Like other liberal critics today, Hedges betrays his regressive patriotism in his nostalgia for the American middle class before the economic shocks of the 1970s. Always the clarion call is to rejuvenate the old middle-class--with its safe pensions and affordable mortgages--never to alleviate the difficulties of the working class. Is Hedges going to call for any substantive economic policies to alleviate the pain of the indigent, including immigrants? Universal health care and universal college education? His brand of cultural critique--"the half-baked ideas of globalism" and of the "new world order"--overlooks the pragmatic choices facing working people.

Hedges's contradictions reach a crescendo in his fruitless search for a neat conclusion. He quotes Father Daniel Berrigan: "It is very rare to sustain a movement in recognizable form without a spiritual basis of some kind." Those of us without spiritual leanings are out of the preferred class. He may hate the media, and especially the New York Times which fired him, but he keeps emphasizing how crucial print newspapers are for democracy. He yearns for the good old days when the liberal class--church, media, Democratic party, universities--consisted of moralists not yet deformed by the heretic ideas of globalism and counterculturalism.

At one point--about when you'd expect him to seize you by the lapel and announce his grand doctrine--he suggests, in the context of radical social change, his plan of action:

Out of this contact [between the liberal class and the poor] we can resurrect, from the ground up, a social ethic, a new movement. We must hand out bowls of soup. Coax the homeless into a shower. Make sure those who are mentally ill, cruelly cast out on city sidewalks, take their medication.

In other words, benevolence and charity from the privileged liberal class toward the unfortunate others. This turns out to be a very conservative, incremental, and personalized message, for such a dire analysis.

Hedges's myopic, melancholy, self-righteous, elitist, detached, uncommitted, ultimately apolitical jeremiad, familiar from a century of American political discourse, has little traffic with structural explanations. The question should be, What is the prescription for the ordinary citizen to become guardian of his own moral role? Demonizing corporations is easy--they're the target du jour. Demonizing lobbyists is even easier.

Liberals need to answer, for their critique to have any meaning, these questions: Are they for or against globalization? And they can't hedge the answer by saying they're for "globalization with a human face," or some such fuzzy logic. Are they for unrestricted trade and capital flows and human mobility or not? If not, what do they propose in its place? Are they for media freedom, an unwavering stance on free speech, and if not, why not? Are they for or against empire? If they're against empire, then they should propose how to dismantle it. They can't be against empire, and yet be for "humanitarian intervention" (what gives America the right to be the world's policeman?), since this is the rubric used to justify every kind of war--the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq were meant to free Afghans and Iraqis.

The idea has been sold since the end of World War II by a certain class of American intellectual that utopia is a myth, that it leads inevitably to barbarism. In fact, utopia lies behind all progress. The enlightenment was utopian. Science is utopian. But like other environmental apocalyptics, Hedges even lays the environmental catastrophe, about whose imminent arrival he has no doubts, right at the feet of the enlightenment:

The fantasy that Enlightenment rationality will dominate human activity has collapsed before the brutal truth that those who seek to exploit human beings and nature commit collective suicide.... The death spiral, which will wipe out whole sections of the human race, demands a return to a radical militancy that asks the uncomfortable question of whether it is time to break laws that, if followed, ensure our annihilation.

So he's on the verge of calling for illegal actions to ward off the calamity, but of course he immediately backs off: "The fantasy of widespread popular revolts and mass movements breaking the hegemony of the corporate state is just that--a fantasy." If Hedges even hinted otherwise, he would be unlikely to get the generous funding of the institutions of the allegedly defunct liberal class for his books.

Hedges shows that it's possible to dumb resistance down to nothing:

Access to parcels of agricultural land will be paramount.... Music, art, poetry, journalism, literature, dance, and the humanities, including the study of philosophy and history, will be the bulwarks that separate those who remain human from those who become savages. Why must resistance take these small, incremental forms? Because we stand on the verge of one of the bleakest periods in human history, when the bright lights of civilization blink out and we will descend for decades, if not centuries, into barbarity.

This is straight out of James Howard Kunstler's fictions of catastrophe. Better throw in the economic catastrophists too--taking Nouriel Roubini, Naomi Klein, and Paul Krugman to extreme conclusions:

Once China and the oil-rich states begin to walk away from our debt, which one day has to happen, interest rates will skyrocket.... This is when inflation, most likely hyperinflation, will turn the dollar into junk. And at that point the entire system, beset as well by environmental chaos, breaks down.

Also throw in Jared Diamond, and a grim Malthusian pessimism:

Collapse this time around will be global. We will disintegrate together. And there is no way out. The ten-thousand-year experiment of settled life is about to come to a crashing halt.

There are environmentalists today who refute the gains of the Green Revolution and advocate a return to subsistence farming. Hedges echoes them:

If we build small, self-contained structures, ones that do as little harm as possible to the environment, we can perhaps weather the collapse.

In all this, Hedges reveals himself as a righteous member of the Brahmin class, unwilling to soil himself with commercial activity (the working class actually has to earn a living), positive thought, or inorganic foods. What does resistance consist of?

No act of resistance is useless, whether it is refusing to pay taxes, fighting for a Tobin tax, working to shift the neoclassical economics paradigm, revoking a corporate charter, holding global Internet votes, or using Twitter to catalyze a chain reaction of refusal against the neoliberal order.

He's throwing words around, hoping something will stick. How many of these acts of "resistance" (tweeting, Internet votes, refusing neoclassical economics) are open to average people? This anti-democratic message appropriates agency for the privileged alone. I'm waiting for Hedges to refuse to pay taxes as he gives up his fellowships and searches for self-fulfillment in the wilderness. But Hedges has preempted his own resistance. By no longer being part of the New York Times, he's searching for "moral autonomy," as a member of the "underclass." That's some underclass! He's been banished by one form of print culture! Borrowing from Neil Postman, Neal Gabler, and Russell Jacoby, Hedges says:

The death of the liberal class has been accompanied by a shift from a print-based culture to an image-based culture.... It has been supplanted by the wildfire anything-goes of the blogosphere, the social media universe, and cable television.

In the future, resistance will only be possible as long as one is "wedded to the complexity of print." And print is dead, so resistance is dead (except when Hedges publishes his own books). Moreover, the complex print people must be paid handsomely (echoes of Mark Helprin and Jaron Lanier):

The Internet, held out by many as a new panacea, is accelerating the cultural decline.... This means financial ruin for journalists, academics, musicians, and artists. Creative work too often is released for free to Web providers who use it as bait for corporate advertising.... The great promise of the Internet--to open up dialogue, break down cultural barriers, promote democracy, and unleash innovation and creativity--is yet another utopian dream.

Apparently, all of us Internet users have switches inside us, determining whether we behave as 'individuals or members of a mob"--as per Lanier. So the Internet is just an instrument of control. While the rest of us--who were never part of the liberal class to begin with--are mere switches, people like Hedges are the true dissidents. In a passage of grandiose delusion, he identifies with Vaclav Havel's description of his dissident status:

You are thrown into it by your personal sense of responsibility, combined with a complex set of external circumstances. You are cast out of the existing structures and placed in a position of conflict with them. It begins as an attempt to do your work well, and ends with being branded an enemy of society.

Can we have some joy back in liberalism? Some acceptance of risk, some objective valuation of danger, some appreciation of anarchy? We don't need elegies for the dead liberal class--we don't need to mythologize it. Hedges talks about how "important radical movements are for the vitality of the liberal class." This rather sounds like Arthur Schlesinger's "vital center," absorbing and coopting the more moderate possibilities of movement politics. I call this pessimism porn.

 

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Building Museums, and a Fresh Arab Identity - Herald Tribune

Posted: 27 Nov 2010 04:12 PM PST

Published: Saturday, November 27, 2010 at 5:17 a.m.
Last Modified: Saturday, November 27, 2010 at 5:17 a.m.

Here, on a barren island on the outskirts of Abu Dhabi, workers have dug the foundations for three colossal museums: an $800 million Frank Gehry-designed branch of the Guggenheim 12 times the size of its New York flagship; a half-billion-dollar outpost of the Louvre by Jean Nouvel; and a showcase for national history by Foster & Partners, the design for which was unveiled on Thursday. And plans are moving ahead for yet another museum, about maritime history, to be designed by Tadao Ando.

Nearly 200 miles across the Persian Gulf, Doha, the capital of Qatar, has been mapping out its own extravagant cultural vision. A Museum of Islamic Art, a bone-white I. M. Pei-designed temple, opened in 2008 and dazzled the international museum establishment. In December the government will open a museum of modern Arab art with a collection that spans the mid-19th-century to the present. Construction has just begun on a museum of Qatari history, also by Mr. Nouvel, and the design for a museum of Orientalist art by the Swiss firm Herzog & de Meuron is to be made public next year.

To a critic traveling through the region, the speed at which museums are being built in Abu Dhabi — and the international brand names attached to some of them — conjured culture-flavored versions of the overwrought real-estate spectacles that famously shaped its fellow emirate, Dubai. By contrast, Doha's vision seemed a more calculated attempt to find a balance between modernization and Islam.

But in both cases leaders also see their construction sprees as part of sweeping efforts to retool their societies for a post-Sept. 11, post-oil world. Their goal is not only to build a more positive image of the Middle East at a time when anti-Islamic sentiment continues to build across Europe and the United States, but also to create a kind of latter-day Silk Road, one on which their countries are powerful cultural and economic hinges between the West and rising powers like India and China.

And they are betting that they can do this without alienating significant parts of the Arab world, which may see in these undertakings the same kind of Western-oriented cosmopolitanism that flourished in places like Cairo and Tehran not so long ago, and that helped fuel the rise of militant fundamentalism.

Building a New Narrative

A little over a half-century ago Abu Dhabi was a Bedouin village with no literary or scientific traditions to speak of, no urban history. Its few thousand inhabitants, mostly poor and illiterate, survived largely on animal herding, fishing and pearl diving.

After oil production began here in the 1960s, Sheik Zayed bin Sultan al-Nahayan, who founded the country by bringing several emirates together under Abu Dhabi's leadership in the early 1970s, made deals with Western oil companies that financed the area's first paved roads, hospitals and schools. The emirates became a kind of Switzerland of the Middle East, a haven of calm and prosperity surrounded by big, aggressive neighbors, Iran and Iraq to the north and Saudi Arabia to the west.

But by the time Sheik Zayed's descendants began coming to power in the 1990s, that low-key approach felt out of date. Globalism was the catchword of the moment, and the construction boom in neighboring Dubai was demonstrating, despite its later bust, how completely a city could transform itself in just a few years.

As important, reliance on economic ties with the West began to seem imprudent after Sept. 11, as Western governments scrutinized all sorts of Arab financial dealings with increasing intensity, and even travel to the West became a sometimes degrading experience for Arabs.

In 2005 Sheikh Zayed's son and heir, Sheik Khalifa bin Zayed al-Nahayan, approached Thomas Krens, who was the director of the Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation in New York, with the idea of creating a new branch of the Guggenheim Museum — a Middle Eastern version of what Mr. Krens and Mr. Gehry had accomplished a decade earlier in Bilbao, Spain. But the sheik's ambitions were never so small: within a few years the proposed site of the project, Saadiyat Island, a 10-square-mile development zone just north of Abu Dhabi's urban center, was being planned as a miniature city built around culture and leisure, with some of the most recognizable names from the creative world.

Abu Dhabi's blockbuster deal with the Louvre was signed in 2007; another deal, with the British Museum, to design exhibitions for Foster & Partners' Zayed National Museum, was signed two years later. The maritime museum by Mr. Ando and a performing arts center by Zaha Hadid are still being planned. These cultural megaprojects will be joined by a campus of New York University on Saadiyat Island's southern shore and, in a location to be determined, a four-million-square-foot development for media companies and film studios meant partly to provide job training and opportunities for young Emiratis.

Sheik Khalifa and his government want all this to instill national pride in a new generation of Emiratis while providing citizens with tools, both intellectual and psychological, for living in a global society. The idea, several people told me on a recent visit, is to tell a new story, one that breaks with a long history of regional decline, including the recent upheavals caused by militant fundamentalism, and to re-establish a semblance of cultural parity with the West.

"There are religious extremists everywhere in the Middle East — even here," said an Arab consultant who has worked on several developments and spoke on the condition of anonymity for fear of being fired. The sheik, this person said, believes the cosmopolitan influences of the projects may help "open up the minds of these younger Emiratis before they go down that road."

Of all the projects, the Louvre outpost seems the most natural fit with Abu Dhabi's globalist aspirations. On top of a generous construction budget, the government is paying France $1.3 billion, mainly to establish an art-borrowing agreement that will ensure that it gets the pick of the Louvre's encyclopedic collections, as well as art from several other museums. The range and depth of those collections will allow the Louvre Abu Dhabi, which is being marketed as a "universal museum," to show off the cultural achievements of civilizations from every corner of the world.

And Mr. Nouvel's design for this museum — a maze of gallery buildings and canals, all covered by a huge stainless-steel dome — is a wonderfully romantic evocation of a Middle East at ease with technology. Sunlight will penetrate its perforated skin, creating hundreds of beams that recall the interiors of great mosques, or even the filtering of light through the tree canopies in an oasis. Tucked under the dome, the galleries and their watery setting refer to Venice — an emblem, Mr. Nouvel has said, of the fertile cultural crosscurrents that once existed between East and West.

Globalism or Colonialism?

But while the Louvre will be able to draw on thousands of years of shifting cultural influences, the Guggenheim Abu Dhabi, which is focused on 1965 to the present, a period culturally dominated by the West, reveals the problems that arise when the political message you are trying to send collides with historical reality.

Mr. Krens envisioned a "global museum" that nonetheless seemed to acknowledge the primacy of Western contemporary art. The museum — from the outside, a chaotic pileup of translucent cones and gigantic children's building blocks — was organized around a cluster of first-floor galleries representing key movements in Europe and the United States. Islamic collections would be housed two floors above, while warehouselike galleries would radiate out from the core, each devoted to a different region — the Far East, India, Africa. The plan's Western bent didn't fly for the clients, or for Richard Armstrong, who replaced Mr. Krens as the director of the Guggenheim Foundation in 2008.

Nine months ago Mr. Armstrong began developing an alternative plan, in which artists from all over the world would be grouped together in theme galleries: abstract art, Pop Art, performance art and so on. Even in this scheme, however, Mr. Armstrong admits that galleries will end up being organized around major anchor pieces that are, by and large, by blue-chip Western artists like Andy Warhol, Robert Rauschenberg and Anselm Kiefer.

The Guggenheim Abu Dhabi has a team of three curators working in New York to build a collection with a budget of up to $600 million, more than 200 times the annual acquisitions budget of the Guggenheim in Manhattan. But they need to be done in time for the museum's opening in just three years — a time frame that many people in the museum world regard as absurdly short.

Similar issues arose with the plan for the Zayed National Museum, the institution that most directly speaks to the country's identity. The museum was intended to explore the United Arab Emirates' relatively sparse historical record through the life of Sheik Zayed, a man known for his humility, who died in 2004. Yet after Norman Foster presented his initial design proposal, in 2007, he was told that the country's leadership wanted something grander, even though there was still no clear idea of what, exactly, would go inside.

Mr. Foster was sent back to the drawing board, and a team of curators from the British Museum worked out an exhibition program. The new design features an enormous landscaped mound capped by five featherlike wind towers — the tallest one rising 300 feet — an attempt to evoke falconry, a favorite pastime of Arab royals.

That the collections of both the Guggenheim and the National Museum are being planned in the West raises a larger issue: while the money for all these developments comes from Emirati oil, the projects themselves are being shaped almost exclusively by foreigners. Abu Dhabi has become a revolving door of museum directors, architects, curators and other high-level consultants, and the hectic pace at which their plans are being pushed through has contributed to a sense among some here that what is being touted as a societywide embrace of global culture will end up being just another example of cultural colonialism.

The Media Zone will have a similarly strong international flavor. The government hopes that its mix of corporate offices and production studios will attract foreign news companies, as well as Bollywood studios. And an early design — clusters of sleekly contoured towers set atop six superblocks — involved a whole cast of celebrated Western architects, including Bernard Tschumi, Diller Scofidio & Renfro and UNStudio.

Just east of the city's museum district, workers have broken ground on a 27-acre New York University campus, vaguely Beaux-Arts in plan, where classes will be taught in English and where there will be no quotas ensuring that Emiratis or other Arabs are given a significant number of places.

Insiders and Outsiders

The Arab world has been down a similar road. An earlier wave of Western consultants — businessmen, foreign service types, engineers and architects — poured into the Middle East in the 1950s and '60s, selling a cold war brand of modernity that would uplift Arab societies, in particular by fostering a thriving middle class. In practice the changes often simply reinforced divisions between a privileged elite — modern, educated, in tune with the West — and a struggling underclass, something that was not a small factor in the rise of fundamentalist violence.

No one would claim that a country as small and rich as the United Arab Emirates has the same combustible mix of social problems as, say, Egypt or Iran, but there are obvious echoes when you consider whom these cultural megaprojects will probably serve.

The new museums will be embedded in a kind of suburban opulence that can be found all over the Middle East, but rarely in such isolation and on such an expansive scale as in Abu Dhabi. The concrete frames of a new St. Regis hotel and resort and a Park Hyatt are rising just down the coast from the museum district, along Saadiyat Beach. Nearby, a 2,000-home walled community is going up along an 18-hole golf course designed by Gary Player, to be joined eventually by several more luxury residential developments and two marinas for hundreds of yachts. A tram will loop around Saadiyat, connecting these developments to the museums.

As telling, in its way, is the Workers' Village that I was taken to see during a tour of the island. The camp, still under construction, is expected to house 40,000 foreigners brought in to build this paradise.

It is neatly divided into three-story prefabricated housing blocks, which are interspersed with pretty courtyards. A two-story structure, just off one of the courtyards, serves as a communal hall, with dining on the ground floor and a library upstairs with books arranged by language: Arabic, Hindi, Nepalese, Tamil, Malaysian. The same languages blare from TV rooms off a balcony.

In some sense this village embodies a version of the cosmopolitanism Abu Dhabi says it is trying to create. But even if it is completed as planned, it will house only a small fraction of the city's hundreds of thousands of migrant laborers; the rest will presumably live in cramped quarters in the city's industrial sector or in faraway desert encampments. And once the museums are completed, a spokesman for the government development agency told me, it will be bulldozed to make room for more hotels and luxury housing.

Arabic Tradition in Qatar

Doha, like Abu Dhabi, was built from a small trading village into a city of about a million in the last 50 years. But both the museums being built around Doha and the art and artifacts to which they are dedicated — private collections amassed over decades by members of the ruling family — reflect a more patient, gradual approach to culture building than that of Abu Dhabi, and one that looks less to the West. If the cultural identities that both cities are trying to create are to some extent fictions, Doha's is one woven largely of the cosmopolitan traditions of the region — that is, of places like Damascus, Istanbul and Cairo.

The three major Qatari national collections were assembled by the emir's cousins Sheik Hassan al-Thani and Sheik Saud al-Thani, who began collecting in the 1980s, when art was still viewed as dubious, even unmanly, among the country's elites.

"If I talked about modern art, no one understood me," Sheik Hassan told me when we met in Doha. "It was impossible to even start this conversation."

In the 1990s a new emir, Sheik Hamad bin Khalifa al-Thani, began to liberalize many institutions and to open the door cautiously to the outside world. In 1995 he announced plans for Education City: a sprawling campus whose programs are now run by American universities like Texas A&M and Georgetown, but with agreements to ensure that a large proportion of its students are Qatari nationals. A year later he established the news network Al Jazeera.

The museum projects were also part of this liberalization effort. After Sheik Saud agreed to donate his collection of Islamic art to the state, Sheik Hamad hired Mr. Pei to design a building for it. When the resulting Museum of Islamic Art opened, it was celebrated as a successful Modernist interpretation of Islamic precedents, from the ablution fountain of the Ibn Tulun mosque in Cairo to old Islamic fortresses in North Africa. Its monumental forms express Mr. Pei's ideal of a world in which modernity and tradition exist in perfect balance.

As striking as Mr. Pei's architecture, however, was the obvious subtext of the collection, whose treasures range from Iraqi ceramics to Spanish silk curtains and Indian jewelry. If these pieces were assembled with an eye to exploring the richness of Islamic art — and the historic reach of Islam — their presentation was also a way to emphasize the cultural crosscurrents that produced them. The message, directed at both local and foreign audiences, is that much of what is great in Western, Eastern and Middle Eastern traditions is based on their connections to one another.

"My father often says, in order to have peace, we need to first respect each other's cultures," said Sheika al-Mayassa Bint Hamad Al Thani, the emir's 28-year-old daughter and the main force behind the museum building program in Qatar. "And people in the West don't understand the Middle East. They come with bin Laden in their heads."

The museums, she hopes, will help "to change that mind-set."

The newer national collections, parts of which will be unveiled to the public over the next few months, will take that idea into more provocative territory. The Orientalism collection in particular seems like an improbable focus for a museum in the Arab world. The collection, displayed in a town house until its new home is completed, centers on depictions of Arab life by 19th-century French and English artists. In one room a caricature of a squatting North African warrior hangs near a painting of Algerian women performing a seductive dance. There are also portraits of sultans and pashas by Italian artists, extending back to the 16th century, when the cultural scales were tipping away from the Ottoman Empire and toward Renaissance Europe.

To a Westerner, the 19th-century paintings can be especially uncomfortable — they present what now seem clichés of Arab life that reflect back our own prejudices. But to many Arabs they are also vividly detailed historical records of a period that is otherwise undocumented. Realistic painting did not exist then in the Arab world; photography was not common until the late 19th century. As Sheik Hassan saw it when he was building the collection, these were the only records of a life that was fast fading from memory.

"I recognize this life," Sheik Hassan said. "The sheik sitting in his tent, I know these costumes are 100 percent right — even the tint of the button. The hare, it is from North Africa."

The paintings are not simply relics of cultural imperialism, he added. "You should think of all of this as part of a cultural movement, an exchange of ideas."

Still, by shining a light into the darker corners of Arab history, as well as at its ancient glories, the Orientalist museum suggests an understanding — rare anywhere — that the foundations of any healthy culture must be built on an unflinching appraisal of the past. Rather than airbrush that past, the government intends to put it up to public scrutiny.

A similar impulse is shaping Mathaf: Arab Museum of Modern Art, which will open in a temporary home at the end of December. When I first visited the collection, which was still in storage, I felt the weight of the West's cultural influence in frequent derivative references to artists like Picasso. Just as many works, however, were inspired expressions of the artist's struggle to come to terms with that influence without losing touch with his or her own identity.

Piecing together the fragments of that 20th-century history and linking them to present-day Qatar will be one of the museum's core missions, said Wassan al-Khudhairi, its Iraqi-born director, as she gave a tour of the rooms. "Baghdad, Cairo, Beirut, North Africa, Syria, Jordan," she said. "This is the culture."

Not that Doha is overlooking its own less glamorous past. In contrast to Mr. Foster's evocation of the sport of Arabian kings in Abu Dhabi's National Museum, Mr. Nouvel's design for the Qatar National Museum draws on the forms of local sand roses: tiny pink encrustations buried just under the desert's surface. The building will be composed of clusters of concrete discs that seem to have tumbled across the site, gently encircling a palm-shaded courtyard. Inside, displays of tents, fabrics, saddles and other objects, as well as enormous video screens that will immerse the visitor in the experience of the desert, are meant to convey both the humble origins of Qatar's royal family and the nobility of Bedouin life.

Like all of Doha's new cultural buildings, the National Museum is being carefully integrated into the city, rather than set apart in a special zone. It will be built within the boundaries of the original settlement, now the city's center, on the site of an early-20th-century palace of a former emir. Mr. Pei's Museum of Islamic Art, though on a man-made island, stands just off the corniche, not far from the old souks. The government is considering several downtown sites for the permanent home of Mathaf.

Radical Social Transformation

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Kamis, 25 November 2010

“U-Md., Pulitzer winner's friends locked in messy battle over her estate, legacy - Washington Post”

“U-Md., Pulitzer winner's friends locked in messy battle over her estate, legacy - Washington Post”


U-Md., Pulitzer winner's friends locked in messy battle over her estate, legacy - Washington Post

Posted: 18 Nov 2010 08:31 AM PST

Katherine Anne Porter, the late grande dame of American letters, was a virtuoso liar. In her notes and letters, she fibbed about her age and her husbands (there were really five.) Recipients of her letters sometimes discovered while reading her ramblings that they'd been having an affair with her.

Although Porter delighted in fictions, even she, with her propensity for tall tales, would have had difficulty concocting the plot unfolding in a Montgomery County court. There, a battle over Porter's literary estate has erupted featuring allegations that the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer's friends hoodwinked a judge and engaged in low tactics in a highbrow effort to protect the author's legacy.

The thousands of pages in the case file far outnumber Porter's literary output, which includes such famous short stories as "The Jilting of Granny Weatherall" and a novel that became a Hollywood movie, "Ship of Fools." At stake are future rights to some of her work, as well as control of the 175 linear feet of letters and literary artifacts she left to the university in College Park, where she spent her last decade living near campus. Porter, who survived tuberculosis, the Spanish flu pandemic and lost pregnancies, was 90 when she died in 1980.

The struggle over Porter's estate is ultimately about who should dictate culture and taste - the academy or individual literary figures who believe they know best how to care for an artist's legacy?

On one side, the University of Maryland takes pride in its archiving of Porter's work. The school displays her artifacts in a special room and has worked to increase access to her papers by microfilming 57 linear feet of the works and making plans to put the collection online.

On the other side, several literary figures have other ideas about how to preserve Porter's legacy - winning publication of her work by the prestigious Library of America, encouraging theater and opera adaptations of her stories, and endowing literary awards.

"All of this fighting would probably have given her a good laugh - if it all comes out right in the end," said E. Barrett Prettyman Jr., a powerful District lawyer and executor of Porter's will.

As in great literature, the truth is open to interpretation.

In many ways, the saga begins with Prettyman. Now 85 but still active at the blue-chip firm Hogan Lovells, Prettyman was a clerk to several Supreme Court justices and the first president of the D.C. Bar Association. Late one night in 1962, Prettyman finished "Ship of Fools" and phoned Porter out of the blue at her Georgetown apartment to say he enjoyed it. The two hit it off, and he eventually became her lawyer, close friend and, in Porter's early letters to him, one of her imagined lovers.

"It was psychologically crucial that she be the creator of the affair rather than the object of someone else's mythmaking," wrote University of Nevada-Las Vegas scholar Darlene Unrue in her 2005 biography of Porter.

Prettyman, who grudgingly played along with the imagined affair but denied its physical truth, drafted Porter's will and the terms of her literary trust. He was the only person empowered to appoint a trustee to control her works. After the first trustee died in 1993, Prettyman named Barbara T. Davis to the role. Davis circulated in important literary circles and contributed award-winning short stories and interviews to esteemed publications such as the Paris Review.

She and Porter met in 1956, when Davis was a young copy girl in The Washington Post's For and About Women section. One afternoon, an editor shouted, "Anybody here ever heard of Katherine Anne Porter?" Davis, an English major at Wellesley, had. She was dispatched to the Jefferson Hotel to interview the author.

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“Local fare energizes Gijon - Variety” plus 1 more

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Local fare energizes Gijon - Variety

Posted: 23 Nov 2010 08:18 AM PST

GIJON, Spain -- Australia's "Animal Kingdom," Mexico's "Leap Year" and Spain's "Every Song Is About Me" made much of the early running at the 48th Gijon Film Festival. David Michod's feature debut, brooding crime family drama "Kingdom," bore out its Sundance World Cinema Grand Jury Prize and Sony Pictures Classic's U.S. pickup, proving Gijon's biggest competition crowd-pleaser through Monday, sparking complimentary comparisons with "L.A. Confidential" among local scribes. Australian-Mexican Michael Rowe impressed with "Leap Year," a meticulously scripted and perfed Cannes Camera d'Or winner, famed for its sexual candor, but exploring, as Rowe outlined to Gijon's press, machismo, urban solitude and parental abuse. "Song" screened to big expectations: The romantic dramedy grabbed Gijon's plum Saturday night berth, and marked both a world preem and the feature debut of Jonas Trueba, son of Academy Award-winning helmer Fernando Trueba ("Belle Epoque"). The Latido-sold title sparked repeated applause for its knowing, literary and style-blending account of the emotional aftermath to a terminated six-year relationship, played out in a quietly romantic, quaint old quarter of Madrid. Running Nov. 19-27, Gijon's 48th edition marks the 16th under director Jose Luis Cienfuegos. Previously a desultory youth/kiddies fest, Cienfuegos rebooted Gijon in 1995 as a Spanish Sundance: Gregg Araki, Todd Haynes, Tom DiCillo, Hal Hartley and Todd Solondz have all visited Gijon, mostly for tributes. Those days are gone. In 2010, three U.S. pics play Gijon's main Official Section: Casey Affleck's Friday fest opener "I'm Still Here," Derek Cianfrance's "Blue Valentine" and Kelly Reichardt's "Meek's Cutoff," already admired at Venice. But Spanish-language films -- four Spanish competition titles, three Latin America pics -- command a far larger presence. Several factors are at work: an established fixture, Gijon now has a far larger clout to attract local titles. Fest closes with spurned boyfriend comedy "No controles," from Spain's Borja Cobeaga ("The Friend Zone"), another world preem. Also, Spanish and Latin American national cinemas have grown in breadth, developing their own species of indie filmmaking. One of these -- superbly shot, docu-feel fictions with minimal narratives -- provided two highlights over Gijon's first weekend: Mexican Pedro Gonzalez-Rubio's competition chill-out movie "To the Sea," a film, he said in Gijon, about the "lack of permanence," in which a father and young son fish snappers, barracudas, laze and bond on Mexico's emerald-watered Banco Chinchorro coral reef; and Spaniard Daniel Villamediana's "The Life Sublime." Playing Gijon's Rellumes sidebar, "Sublime" chronicles a young man following his grandfather's footsteps to Cadiz, which is lensed with a photographer's eye for line and color, as in a finale overhead shot of Cadiz's multi-color rooftops, transformed seemingly into a delicately-toned abstract art painting.

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Teenager in fake kidnapping: 'I told the police the truth' - Des Moines Register

Posted: 24 Nov 2010 04:45 PM PST

By DANIEL P. FINNEY • dafinney@dmreg.com • November 24, 2010

Tuesday, Des Moines police said three teenagers who reported being kidnapped and robbed Nov.8 lied about the alleged abduction. Wednesday, one of the young men broke their silence in the case.

Brothers Dillon Bonanno, 15, and Blake O'Connor, 19, of West Des Moines and their friend, Nicholas Broderick, 19, of Des Moines told police they were abducted at gunpoint near a north-side convenience store. They said the gunmen forced O'Connor to drive the group to the south side, where the teens were robbed.

Detectives said the three teens admitted in interviews that they falsified the abduction. Polk County prosecutors charged all three with filing a false report. Officers still believe the boys were robbed.

Wednesday, Broderick publicly wrote about the incident for the first time in an e-mail to the Register.

"I never wanted to report this incident to the police but (it) was in fact my friend who was driving the car who ended up falsely reporting it … adding a couple fictions to the report," he wrote. "I told the police the truth from the beginning when they interviewed me and yet it seems like I may be going to jail as well, possibly even being in the same place as the people who robbed us."

Broderick declined to say why the teenagers were with the three suspected robbers, but he maintained "we definitely were robbed at gunpoint."

Efforts to reach the other teenagers or their families for comment have been unsuccessful.

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