What we’ve become

If there’s anyone reading this who doesn’t read the NYRB, get over there at once. I have always admired Tony Judt a great deal for his careful and dispassionate analysis. This is the week dispassion hits the buffers:

Historians and pundits who leap aboard the bandwagon of American Empire have forgotten a little too quickly that for an empire to be born, a republic has first to die. In the longer run no country can expect to behave imperially—brutally, contemptuously, illegally—abroad while preserving republican values at home. For it is a mistake to suppose that institutions alone will save a republic from the abuses of power to which empire inevitably leads. It is not institutions that make or break republics, it is men. And in the United States today, the men (and women) of the country’s political class have failed. Congress appears helpless to impede the concentration of power in the executive branch; indeed, with few exceptions it has contributed actively and even enthusiastically to the process.

The judiciary is little better.14 The “loyal opposition” is altogether too loyal. Indeed there seems little to be hoped from the Democratic Party. Terrified to be accused of transgressing the consensus on “order” and “security,” its leaders now strive to emulate and even outdo Republicans in their aggressive stances. Senator Hillary Clinton, the party’s likely candidate for the 2008 presidential elections, was last seen ostentatiously prostrating herself before the assembled ranks of the America-Israel Political Action Committee.15

At the outer edges of the US imperium, in Bratislava or Tiflis, the dream of republican America still lives on, like the fading light from a distant, dying star. But even there the shadows of doubt are growing. Amnesty International cites several cases of detainees who “just could not believe Americans could act this way.” Those are exactly the words said to me by an Albanian friend in Macedonia— and Macedonian Albanians have good reason to count themselves among this country’s best friends and unconditional admirers. In Madrid a very senior and rather conservative Spanish diplomat recently put it thus:

We grew up under Franco with a dream of America. That dream encouraged us to imagine and later to build a different, better Spain. All dreams must fade—but not all dreams must become nightmares. We Spanish know a little about political nightmares. What is happening to America? How do you explain Guant

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Blasted

I was in the middle of a post this morning about the man who sells accordions from his post office when the Internet vomited me out like an unclean thing. Then the electricity failed for ten minutes; and after NTL started working, six hours after the collapse, there seemed too much to do to reconstruct the story. But I stumbled on this while writing a touting letter to Jared Diamond, and thought, what the hell, it’s not bad for journalism six months old.

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Summa Contra Gentiles

Up till now, the critics of religion have all tried to change it. The point, however, is to understand it.

(I”m lazier than Aquinas, as you’ll have noticed, so my version’s a little shorter.)

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Monday Morning silly

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(And the power law won).
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I’m in love

I’ve just found the most romantic place in the world, and I yearn to drop everything and flee there

The list of attractions and their distances from the stuga, reads as follows

  • Grocery shop (30km)
  • Chemist (30km)
  • Systembolag (liquor store) (30km)
  • Forest (on the doorstep)
  • Lake (on the doorstep)
  • Swimming place (outside the door)
  • Fishing (outside the door)
  • Downhill ski-ing (30km)
  • cross-country ski-ing (on the doorstep)

There is an outside loo, a veranda, and a separate bedroom, and it all costs about

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So it’s over

“Never believe anything until it’s been officially denied” is not always a good motto, but for Rumsfeld it works well enough.

What happens afterwards is really very frightening to contemplate.

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When in doubt, tell the truth.

There is a juicy scandalette in Sweden where two journalists on one of the big tabloids (Aftonbladet) have been caught with child porn this week. All this naturally reported in full on the rival Expressen, to which of the accused said “Obviously I have loooked at these pictures, which were downloaded a year ago. Unfortunately I can’t remember anything about them.”

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Exorcism feedback

I wrote about African Christianity for the Guardian this week (see wormseye link to the right there somewhere). Had a fantastic letter back from a reader, which I excerpt anonymously below

About this time last year I witnessed a Christian exorcism, and I found elements of it disturbing. I was then a gynaecologist in Harley Street and a priest who obviously believed that Harley Street was a qualification not an address asked me to talk to his congregation on my fertility work. I spoke on the Friday before a bank holiday in May, in what had once been a theatre on the Old Kent Road, and gave the usual talk that you would expect someone like me to give.

Lots of the evening was pure theatre, with the congregation repeating some of my phrases back to me, but then after my talk I stayed as the priest spoke. He started conventionally enough, talking about the instances of infertility in the Bible, and how not all of them
were cured, but then started giving testimonies from people who were
expecting to be cured by prayer alone. After every piece of testimony, there were loud cries of “Amen” and similar. As things got more excited and excitable one of the congregation stood up and announced that she was infertile because Satan had entered her womb, so he rushed to her, as did lots of other people. He rubbed her clothing, at the area which roughly corresponded to where he presumed the womb was, she started to scream “Satan is coming”, convulse, and collapsed to the floor.

I wasn’t sure what to do, but then when the same thing happened to several other women I decided to simply observe. Each woman, after convulsing, or perhaps writhing, or climaxing, recovered.

In one way the evening was harmless theatre and I can imagine that the same thing must have entertained people who went to see a stage hypnotist. The priest said that there always women who conceived in the weeks after such an exorcism, but then placebo treatments work wonders sometimes. I trained as a hypnotist, and was interested to see that some of the mechanisms used to put people into trance were being used on the congregation. As the priest started talking another young man picked up a second microphone, and simply kept saying “Yes”, but increasing the frequency as the priest built the
crowd up.

He goes on to say that this all makes it easier to understand how babies are kidnapped in Nairobi and then appear as the answer to a married woman’s prayer in English congregations.

Perhaps the most extraordinary thing is the self-confidence of the pastor, who invites a real doctor round to his show, and then works it seamlessly into the act.

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words to live by

I’m waiting to hear back from various agents, publishers, prospective victims and so on. This requires an effort to get on with the next thing — instead I read blogs, and on Fred Clark’s came across a perfect quote from the Simpsons: “Oh, that can’t be true, honey. If it were, I’d be terrified!”

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A question for mac nerds

Has anyone used Inkwell, the handwriting recognition built into OS X? Does it work? I assume it’s descended from the one that made the Newton a talking stick bathing dress poodle farm for a fortnight in Doonesbury. But if it worked, it might help overcome my mother’s hatred of keyboards.

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