The power of nightmares

The BBC today broadcasted the first episode in a series of three about
The Power of Nightmares
, which is intended as an explenation of how the current climate of fear came about and how this is largely an illusion:

This series shows dramatically how the idea that we are threatened by a hidden and organised terrorist network is an illusion. It is a myth that has spread unquestioned through politics, the security services and the international media. At the heart of the story are two groups: the American neoconservatives and the radical Islamists. Both were idealists who were born out of the failure of the liberal dream to build a better world. These two groups have changed the world but not in the way either intended. Together they created today’s nightmare vision of an organised terror network. A fantasy that politicians then found restored their power and authority in a disillusioned age. Those with the darkest fears became the most powerful.

At first, this sounded like too little, too late, but having watched the first episode now, it was actually quite good. A clear concise look at how those two very different groups, the US neocons and radical conservative Islamists of the Bin Laden type came to be and came into power. It was …interesting to see how Michael Ledeen, Paul Wolfowitz, Donald Rumsfeld, Dick Cheney and all the other neocon bitplayers were up to the same shit in the seventies, the same hyping of an apocalyptic confrontation between good and evil, pursuing the same stupidities we now see displayed in Iraq and Afghanistan.

What this documentary confirmed for me were two things. First, as the blurb above says, that the neocons were and are not motivated just by polical and material gain, but are idealists, followers of a warped and moral bankrupt ideology true, but still idealists. The second, how much they assume the world revolves around themselves. Not just in their monumental arrogance, but in the way they imagine everything that happens in the world is aimed at them, is about them. It cannot be that people have legitamite grievances, or are fighting their own conflicts; it all has to be part of either a massive Soviet conspiracy (then) or a massive Islamic Jihad (now).

The other interesting thing this documentary made clear is how similar the underlying impulse is behind the neocon and Islamist movements. Both are afraid of freedom, to put it simplistic. Both are created by people who want rigid structures in their life, who cannot deal with the freedom even a late capitalist society offers. Its an impulse that is at the fundament of every authoritarian movement, whether it calls itself conservative, Islamistic, Christian, fascist or even communist. It can even be found in libertarianism.

It is an attitude that should be anathema to real socialists, as it goes right against one of socialism’s central concepts: that people are capable of governing themselves and do not need structure or guidance from above, do need to be lied to. Which is why I’m surprised that some who still call themselves socialists can actually support the neocon adventures.

70,000 march against the occupation of Iraq

The Guardian reports about the anti-war and anti-occupation march in London yesterday, which was held as the closing
demonstration of the European Social Forum. Amongst the
demonstrators were also the parents of British soldiers killed in Iraq:

Rose Gentle and Reginald Keys – parents of two soldiers killed in Iraq – were helping to launch a new organisation supporting former service personnel.

Mrs Gentle’s son, Private Gordon Gentle, 19, from Glasgow was serving with the Royal Highland Fusiliers when he was killed in a roadside blast in Basra in June this year. Lance Corporal Thomas Keys, 20, from Llanuwchllyn, near Bala in north Wales, was one of six Red Caps killed by a mob while manning a police station 120 miles north of Basra in June last year.

The parents are supporting the UK Veterans and Families for Peace organisation, which aims to tackle the welfare issues soldiers face after leaving the forces, as well as taking an anti-war stance.

Acording to the Guardian, some 70,000 people marched. Far less then before the war, but still a respectable figure, especially considering how little attention the media has paid to this demo. It shows that the issue is still alive in the UK and won’t blow over soon.

And that’s why I don’t watch Newsnight more often…

Because I get so godddamn aggresive from those stupid, deeply venal Labour pricks who come on and lie and lie about the war on Iraq. For fucks sake, you did not go to war because Saddam was a bad man or because he might think about starting up a WMD program in the next century or so, certainly not because he was so rude to the UN. And don’t think we don’t know the UN arms inspectors weren’t kicked out but recalled, both in 1998 and in 2003.

No, you went to war because you said he was a menace to your country, he had weapons of mass destruction and missiles that could hit the UK within 45 minutes. You said he had ties with Al Quaida and might hand over nuclear bombs to them. You knew at the time, as we suspected all along, that you lied. Now that everybody knowns these reasons were lies it behooves you to be a fucking bit less smug and stop lying.

But it is so easy to lie when nobody takes you to account. Your political opponents for the most part won’t, because they were either stupid enough to believe you or complicit enough to collued in your lies. The media won’t because they have to work with you and they like their cozy little jobs too much. The people can’t, because you made it abundantly clear you have nothing but disdain for them. But don’t be too fucking secure. Someday, you will get what’s coming to you.

Hopefully, it will be soon.

Aaron is gone

I didn’t really know Aaron Hawkins other than through his weblog, but I always liked him. He had a wicked sense of humour, a nicely biting, sarcastic way of writing I sometimes tried to emulate but never succeeded in bettering. He was one of the bloggers I looked up to, somebody who wrote equally well about serious issues and trivialities.

Last Friday I got the news he had passed away.

I’ll miss him.

Dutch supermarkets

One of the things that shocked my partner S— the most after she moved over to Amsterdam were the supermarkets, which just couldn’t hold a candle to the ones she was used at home. Even our “national pride”, Albert Heijn, she found to be second rate. She is not the only one, it seems:

Freshness, novelty, seasonal – these concepts have no meaning here, where goedkoop!
(cheap) is the only the battle cry. The stores are staffed by rowdy teenage boys stocking the shelves
between chatting up the cheese girls, with nasty middle-aged women working the cash registers.

Just try getting bread after 4pm on a Saturday afternoon. You didn’t plan ahead for bread? Well, then, you probably don’t deserve it. At the Swine, things like coffee, cola and crackers can suddenly take on the mystique of rare goods. It’s like Poland, circa 1975.

How can a supermarket run out of Coke? Ask Albert Heijn, the market leader in this bizarre off-the-shelf stocking technique.

Plentiful, however, is the produce, a rapidly decaying mass offering little more selection than your corner store back home. You wanted that kind of lettuce? Too bad. The Swine must be the last stop on the banana boat — stuff goes off as you’re leaving the store, if not sooner.