Martin Wisse

Hurra Hurra…



Just because some poor sod searching for the lyrics of CODO reminded me I hand’t put any Neue Deutsche Welle on for a long time. Yes, there was a time during the late seventies and early eighties when alll over Europe new generations of musicians took the punk 2-tone ans ska influences coming from Britain, embraced the d.i.y. spirit infusing the punk movement and made it their own. There had always been a certain cultural cringe in European pop music, but when punk hit the continent a whole generation of bands decided to make music in their own language as a conscious, political choice, because you could make real pop music in Dutch, or French or even German. Hence the Neue Deutsche Welle, which started in the underground but soon broke out and became incredibly popular, not just in Germany, but all over the continent. The video I opened with was one of the more succesful NDW bands, Extrabreit, with their greatest hit.



The Spider Murphy Gang with their greatest hit, Skandal im Sperrbezirk. Once heard, it stays in your head forever.



No. I can’t say I knew Geier Sturzflug either, but they turn out to have been a Bochum band, with this being their sole hit. But you’ll probably know Opus. Not quite NDW, certainly not in this version:



No more coffeeshops in 2010?

That’s what one criminology professor says in an interview (Dutch). Henk van de Bunt, who last year co-wrote a report on the growing of marijuana in the Netherlands and the growing interest organised crime has in it, says continuing foreing pressure as well as this growing criminalisation of softdrugs that will lead to the end of the Dutch tolerance for it. The problem is that while buying and selling softdrugs is tolerated (not legal, just not actively prosecuted), growing it and selling it wholesale isn’t. And while growing weed once was done by amateur and homegrowers, organised crime has gotten increasingly involved with it. It’s this creeping criminalisation that will be the death of the coffeeshop, according to van de Bunt.

Now there have always been predictions about the end of tolerance as long as this policy has existed, but this time this prediction might be more accurate than usual. In the past decade the Dutch police has become much more aggressive in combatting the growing marijuana, which has driven out the amateurs and hobbyists as they can’t take the risks anymore. Meanwhile political pressure, both on council and national level to limit tolerance has increased as well. A few weeks ago for example two councils near border with Belgium decided to close down all coffeeshops in their cities because of troubles caused by drugs tourism, while the current government has pledged to forbid coffeeshops from opening near schools.

This is all part of an unspoken campaign to end tolerance of softdrugs not be explicitely ending it, but by making it so unworkable that it has to be ended. By going after the homegrowers the police has encouraged the spread of organised crime into the cannabis trade, which makes the case for ending tolerance that much easier. You can’t argue that ending tolerance will drive the trade udnerground if much of it already is in the hands of the mob anyway. The other prong of this campaign is to put more and more “reasonable” restrictions and demands on coffeeshops, to make it harder to open one or keep one open, death by a thousand cuts. To completely end tolerance has not yet been politically viable, but the van de Bunt is right to think it’s not that far off anymore, thanks to this silent campaign.

A better solution would be to legalise softdrugs completely, both retail and wholesale and make the growth of them a state monopoly. Chances of that happening are not so good though…

Books read in October

Here are the books I’ve read last month. Less than I wanted to read to keep on track for my goal of 150 books read this year. Oh well, guess I have to read more in November and December…

Europe unfolding: 1648-1688 — John Stoye
Excellent narrative history about one of those interludes in European history that don’t really fit a period. As this is an English history, Europe means the continent, but it’s very good at covering the whole of Europe and not just western Europe.

Dreams of Steel — Glen Cook
The fifth Black Company novel (not counting The Silver Spike) and the first not narrated by Croaker. Gripping as always.

The Witches of Karres — James H. Schmitz
Schmitz is not an author I had heard much of, until ten years or so ago, when Baen started to reprint his work, but in an “updated” version. I got this book as an indirect result of the controversy this update caused in rec.arts.sf.written, as Jo Walton handed it out as a wedding present, echoing the old Hobbit tradition of giving away presents on your birthday. An entertaining read, which means I will search out more Schmitz.

Slan — A. E. Van Vogt
First time in decades I actually read some van Vogt. Slan is one of those stories that had an influence on science fiction all out of proportion to its qualities, just because the idea is so good. The first chapter especially is so good in establishing the emotional truth of poor old Jommy Cross’ situation, twelve years old, a superhuman mutant with intelligence and strength far above normal people but all alone in a world that fears and hates him and his kind.

1491 – New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus — Charles C. Mann
I got this on a recommendation by Teresa Nielsen Hayden. Mann is one of those people who’s able to take what the experts known on pre-Columbian America and make it available to the general public. The revelations here -that America was much more populated, had a much longer history and was much less wild than recieved wisdom would have it- are not new to those in the field, but have so far not quite penetrated public consciousness yet. 1491 might just be the book to do it.

Time Patrolman — Poul Anderson
Two long stories about the Time Patrol, as also seen in The Guardians of Time. A nice study of contrast, as the first story is one of cheerful high adventure, the kind of sotry which got Anderson his fame in the first place, while the second confirms his reputation of Gloomy Dane he got later in his life.

The Final Programme — Michael Moorcock
The first Jerry Cornelius novel, almost a word for word rewrite of the first Elric novella, the Dreaming City. Setting Elric’s story in a near contemporary England makes clear the banality of it all.

A Cure for Cancer — Michael Moorcock
The second novel in the Cornelius Quartet, more ambitious than the first, flawed but interesting.

The English Assassin — Michael Moorcock
A return to a more conventional structure but with a much less coherent (deliberately) storyline.

The Condition of Muzak — Michael Moorcock
In this one everything has degenerated, given in to entropy.

Wall Street — Doug Henwood
A somewhat dated (published in 1997) but still relevant examination of the financial industry from a leftwing, marxistoid point of view.

Eight years later…

Eight years ago on this day our long national nightmare of peace and prosperity finally ended when the 2000 presidential elections halted in stalemate and Bush let his daddy’s lawyers steal the election for him.

You can sum up Bush in the disasters he left behind: the stolen election, the worst terrorist attacks on American soil ever, a bungled war in Afghanistan, another needless war in Iraq to show up his dad, an economy only keeping going by seducing people into unmanagable debts. — And then you fuckers re-elected him. Sure, the second election was as phony as the first, but still half or almost half of the people that actually bothered to vote after four years of endless disaster still thought Bush was a swell guy!

It only took another four years of unending war, the death of a major American city and the complete collapse of the American economy, swiftly followed by that of the rest of the world for you lot to realise that maybe, just maybe, voting for an asshole is not a good idea, not matter how much this will annoy that hippy drippy art teacher you had back in high school.

Please let Obama win tonight, not because he’s a socialist, or a leftist or even much of a liberal, but just because he is moderately competent and doesn’t constantly have to prove to the world he’s a better man than his daddy or how big his weiner is. We need somebody who will finally stop making things worse. The last eight years have been a complete washout, let’s not waste the next four.

Update: 5 AM local time: Thank you.

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Plucky little Georgia not so innocent after all

If there ever was a texbook example of Chomsky’s and Herman’s propaganda model in action, it was the way in which the conventional narrative about the War for South Ossetia was created this August. It was …interesting… to see how quickly western media, (with a little prompting from Washington and London) settled on a cod-Cold War story of plucky little Georgia standing up to the mad and dangerous Russian bear, while still reporting the war as it happened. On the one hand you had journalists correctly reporting how escalating tensions finally led to a Georgian invasion of South Ossetia followed by a Russian response, on the other hand you had the op-ed pages and other commentary roundly condemning this latest example of Russian aggression. As the news cycle moved on the facts of the war disappeared, eclipsed by new news events while the story remained, now firmly established as background assumptions to further reports about the war and its aftermath.

Which is why it’s good to see the BBC reporting that the Georgians were not so innocent after all, even if it comes months too late:

Marina Kochieva, a doctor in the regional capital Tskhinvali’s main hospital, told our reporters that she and three relatives were targeted by a Georgian tank as they were trying to escape by car from the town on the night of 9 August.

She said the tank fired on her car and two other vehicles, leading them to crash into a ditch. The firing continued as she and her companions lay on the ground, she added.

Georgy Tadtayev, a 21-year-old dental student, was one of the Ossetian civilians killed during the fighting.

His mother, Taya Sitnik, 45, told the BBC he bled to death in her arms on the morning of 9 August after a fragment from a Georgian tank shell hit him in the throat as they were both sheltering from artillery fire in the basement of her block of flats.

It confirms what I thought from the start: Saakashvili tried to ethnically cleanse the Ossetians and it backfired, not so much on him as on the Georgian inhabitants of South Ossetia and Abkhazia, who in turn were cleansed from those regions. Saakashvili gambled that Russia was too weak to intervene or that his western backers would help him and he lost.