Some thoughts

I came back yesterday from a week spent in the UK with S—, which partially explains why I haven’t been blogging… Just too busy doing other stuff –and then Bush’s War finally started, so we became busier still with anti-war protests. Not to mention that I’ve just became depressed with the whole situation and wasn’t really in the mood to blog about it or anything else. See also my rant over at Prog Gold This post is sort of intended to be a catch-all catch-up on the war and all that surrounds us. Don’t expect too much coherence.

So yeah, we spent most of the week helping prepare various anti-war protests in Plymouth, as well as take part in them. For those of you who don’t know Plymouth, it’s a medium sized city (pop: approx. 250,000) in the South West of England and a navvy town of old. There’s a huge navy base and several of the ships and units participating in the war are Plymouth based, e.g. HMS Ocean and 3 Commando. As you may suspect, support for the war is fairly high in Plymouth, though certainly not universal. If anything, people are more apathic than anything else. (Something which seems to be true of Plymouth in general anyway. It’s a very inward looking and provincial town, mainly because it’s so isolated from the rest of Britain. It’s six hours away from London, two hours even from Bristol.)

Since we were both on leave and hence available, it fell to us to do all the really glamourous work needed, like photocopying a zillion different leaflets advertising the national demo last Saturday, calling for union members to strike against the war, etc, etc as well as be warm bodies for the lunchtime protests held in the city centre. A sort of working holiday, so to speak…

lunchtime protest in Plymouth

The lunchtime protests were fun, and the second, on Thursday, drew some 200 people, as well as plenty of media attention, including a spot on the local ITV news as well as various radio stations. I even got to speak to one of them.

There were also evening protests starting from Tuesday, taking place at the Charles Cross roundabout. During World War II Plymouth was heavily blitzed, even worse than London. After the war, the city council finished what the Germans started, the result being one those soulless 1960ties brutalist city centres. The only remainder of the German bombardments are the ruins of Charles Church, which is now in the middle of Charles Cross, turned into a sort of monument. An appropriate place to protest against war, in other words.

evening protest in Plymouth

Doing all this, even if largely futile at least gives a sense of accomplishment. In between, when watching the ever worsening news on BBC or ITV or reading the newspaper was just depressing and angering me. What sickened me the most was not the news of massive bombardments going on in Bagdhad, it was that the reporter bringing it sounded so proud about it…

What also infuriated me was the “support our boys; stop protesting” drivel in every other editorial. It’s such a blatant ploy to stifle dissent. As if getting them killed is so supportive! Especially now criticism is important, as anybody with half a brain knows and if that undermines the moral of “our brave boys” in Iraq, why should we care when we believe they’re fighting an unjust war anyway? The best thing to support the troops is to bring them back home, not to keep them as target practise for bored Americans. (Cheap shot, I know.)

Then there was the stupidity of blaming France for causing this war, which is like blaming me for getting the Cheeky Girls to number one because I didn’t buy their record. there’s only one man to blame for this war and that is Bush, with Blair as his enabler.

Oh, and how about that Clare Short eh? Worst. U-turn. Ever.

Also getting on my tits: all the pious hopes for a “speedy end” to this war. Sure, I don’t particularly want to see a quagmire either, but I don’t think the semblance of a speedy victory (semblance, because I don’t think a speedy victory is actually possible would be a good thing. It would only encourage Bush into more disastrous adventures. So I am conflicted, neither wanting to see more death and destruction, but also wanting to see Bush getting a bloody nose.

In any case I feel sorry for any coalition troops being killed or wounded, but I feel more sorry for any Iraqi civilians or conscripts getting killed; the latter had no choice in this war.

Happy birthday

This very blog just turned one today. In that time, I’ve posted approx. 140 entries, or one every two and a half days or so.

Not very interesting, I know, but I thought I shouldn’t let the day pass without comment.

Glad to see somebody’s optimistic

Not.

Just take a look at these Federal Times polls of US government workers. Not very happy campers. If their agency offered buyouts for which they were eligible 82 percent of those polled would take them. 81 percent thinks “Bush’s proposal for a $500 million performance fund — to reward top- performing employees with raises above an across-the-board 2 percent raise” is a bad idea. Etc. etc. Mr Bush has such a way of winning
people over…

Thanks to the Sandwichman over at Max’s.

The myth of evil victims

Quite a while ago, Meryl Yourish wrote an article called the myth of the evil lawyers. In this she defends everybody’s favourite whipping boys (and girls), the lawyers from the accusation that it’s they who are responsible for the US being such a ligitious society. Which I think she is right in, but she does miss the point in where she shifts the blame to and in her explenation of why the US is so ligitious. I’ll quote the three paragraphs that form the heart of her argument.

But here’s the thing. Blaming lawyers for our litigious society is comparable to blaming drugs for their addiction. You show me one case of an attorney forcing a client to sue someone. The reason we have more lawsuits per square mile than any other nation is not because our legal system allows the unmonied individual to sue the wealthy corporations. It is because Americans now seem to have the idea that personal responsibility is for everyone else.

A crazy person pushes a man in front of an oncoming subway train in New York. He survives, he sues the city. They should have prevented it, he says. A crazy person jumps in front of a subway train, trying to commit suicide. He survives, and sues the city. They should have prevented him from being
able to jump, he says. The World Trade Center is attacked by terrorists. In order to prevent the plethora of lawsuits that could put several airlines out of business, the federal government sets up a fund–paid for by taxpayers–that families of the victims can draw from rather than sue. Otherwise, the families would have sued the airlines. They should have prevented it. Or the Port Authority, maybe,
who built the WTC. The towers obviously should have been built to withstand a terrorist attack. Sue! And here’s the kicker, which apparently nobody believes: Sometimes, shit happens. Sometimes, really bad stuff happens that results in horrible injuries and deaths. And often, it isn’t anybody’s fault. People
like the one in the subway who pushed that man under the train often exhibit no signs of insanity until that horrible moment. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. It was a horrible, horrible coincidence, and it’s terrible that he lost his legs, but the man has no right to sue the city for it. But you know he’ll win at least a six-figure settlement, because the new American Dream is no longer to work hard and become a millionaire: It’s to hit the lottery, literally or figuratively. The literal lottery is the one with the numbers. The figurative lottery: Get some kind of injury, hopefully not too incapacitating, and sue. Hell, you can even sue the airlines for not having your seatbelt on during turbulence when the captain specifically tells you all to put the belts back on. With any luck, it’ll only be a slight case of whiplash and you’ll get 50 grand for it.

I think Meryl is largely correct in her analysis, but misses the point as to why people bring on lawsuits. In my view, as much to do with not acknowledging personal responsibility or trying to get rich quick, as
with the everyday realities of the American system. That guy who lost his legs, how else is he going to get the money to pay for his hospital bills, his revalidation? How else will he make good the money he lost because he cannot do his job anymore?

The fact that there’s no consistent health and disability coverage in the US, that there’s only a very limited form of social security, that there’s little or no help available for people who do not have the resources (anymore) to take care of themselves, encourages people to sue somebody, anybody, who could even remotely be made to be responsible for their plight. In that light, it makes sense to go after the city rather than the person who pushed you off the platform, as the city actually has the money. If his case is really that flimsy, it will still be thrown out of court.

Nor do I think that the government offering extra assistance to the victims of a disaster is all that extraordinary. It is indeed one of the core tasks of government to help those in need and something that should be done as a matter of course.

This does not mean Meryl is totally wrong or even largely wrong though. As always, things are not that
simple. Partially the US is more ligitious because people expect somebody to pay for their misfortune, no matter how ridicilous their case (an offshoot from that whole “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness” thing perhaps?), partially it is because people have no choice
and partially it’s also because there are quite a few lawyers who do indeed prey on such people, fueling their hopes of getting rich quick. Certainly the advertisements certain law firms put out here in the UK do so, I cannot imagine it’s any different in the US.

I also talked this through with S—, who is in fact a lawyer (but doesn’t play one on tv) and she has
a somewhat different perspective on this issue:

The US has a rights based constititution and caselaw has been made almost on the hoof in a little over
200 years. Whereas law has accreted in European countries over much much longer and is therefore more tightly circumscribed: there are holes a mile wide in US caselaw. Put the two things together and you get litigiousness.

Remember Stephen Donaldson?

If you do, you’ve probably read his fantasy series, The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant. Donaldson had a style of writing …uniquely his own in that series, which showed what can happen to a man under the influence of thesauri. In a recent discussion of Donaldson in rec.arts.sf.written, Joel Baxter illustrated his style as follows:

“Some coffee, Mr. Covenant?”

“No!” he panted, glaring. The gelid liquid was anthraciously black, atramentous, nigrescent as his carious and macerated soul. “No,” he groaned. “Do you hear? I will not!” Shaking, he fumbled for his empty mug, clawing at it with numb hands like blocks of rotted wood. Finally, gasping, he closed his fingers on the malefic vessel, upending it, then ramming it downward to the table again… violently stopping the irrefragable, ineluctable maw with intransigent formica. The sudden whipcrack sound threw a refulgent oriflamme of pain across his sight, and he closed his eyes with a febrile shudder. “No,” he whispered. No more. No more.

“All righty then, I’ll be right back with your check!”

It’s funny because it’s true.