29 June 2007

google, prime target for a preemptive cyberstrike?

The Wolfcauldians have been busy debating this question after reading Seth Finkelstein's "Is Google just the tip of the iceberg of concerns about online privacy?" Finkelstein writes,

The lack of substantive knowledge about Google's actions, combined with general concerns regarding how its logs could be abused, makes it difficult to sort out the real threats. For example, one of Google's most well-known bloggers did student cooperative work at the US National Security Agency. But while this fact is a running joke in certain discussions of Google's possible links to spying agencies, it's ultimately meaningless. Any intelligence agency moles at Google (and it's likely there are a few) will not have a public record identifying them as potential secret agents. However, without much concrete on which to focus, the substantive issue ends up only discussed in terms of symbolic factoids.
Google is watching us!

A preemptive reaction: "Baudrillard's Bastard Strikes Again!" [Foucault's Lunchbox]

28 June 2007

Blair out, Brown in

"Blair bows out, and Brown steps in" [Boston Globe]

I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them but they were only satellites
Is it wrong to wish on space hardware
I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care



Things may change, but most likely, things shall stay the same.

resist, resist, resist

The only revolution in things is today no longer in their dialectical transcendence (Aufhebung), but in their potentialization, in their elevation to the second power, in their elevation to the nth power, whether that of terrorism, irony, or simulation. It is no longer dialectics, but ecstasy that is in process.--Baudrillard, Fatal Strategies
We resist the commercialization and commodification of street art. We oppose street art when it is moved inside, into the galleries of the bourgeoisie. We despise the bourgeoisie who insist on placing a price tag on artistic creativity. We abhor the bourgeoisie who attempt to domesticate and tame all artistic and intellectual movements with revolutionary power. The bourgeoisie incorporate, then destroy radicalism to maintain their tenuous place atop the social hierarchy. We hate artists who collaborate with the bourgeoisie. The days of the bourgeoisie and their collaborators are numbered. Revolutionary art shall slaughter our enemies!

We applaud James Cooper, if he is our hero, the Splasher. Cooper was arrested a week ago after attempting to incinerate commodified street art. The NYPD, goons of the bourgeoisie, charged Cooper with third-degree arson, reckless endangerment, placing a false bomb, criminal possession of a weapon, harassment and disorderly conduct.

Today the New York Times published the sixteen page Splasher Manifesto. Text excerpts from the manifesto:
if we did it this is how it would've happened

THE POINT IS TO PRODUCE OURSELVES RATHER THAN THINGS THAT ENSLAVE US

A FETISHIZED ACTION OF BANALITY, YOUR WORK IS A TROUGH FOR THE GALLERY OWNERS AND CRITICS. YOU ARE SPECIALISTS, AND YOUR ART IS REPRESENTATION OF THE MOST VULGAR KIND: AN ALIENATED COMMODITY, DETERIORATED INTO A REALM OF LEGITIMACY AND PETRIFICATION. YOUR WORK IS BEYOND RECOVERY, ALL YOU CAN DO NOW IS LIQUIDATE YOURSELVES. REVOLUTIONARY CREATIVITY DOES NOT SHOCK OR ENTERTAIN THE BOURGEOISIE, IT DESTROYS THEM. OUR STRUGGLE CANNOT BE HUNG ON WALLS. DESTROY THE MUSEUMS, IN THE STREETS AND EVERYWHERE.

Only in a culture obsessed with its own excrement are the by-products of action elevated above action itself. ...Art is the politician of our senses: it creates actors and an audience, agents and a mass. True creativity is the joyful destruction of this hierarchy; it is the unmediated actualization of our desires. The passion for destruction is a creative passion. We are all capable of manifesting ours desires directly, free of representation and commodification. We will continue manifesting ours by euthanizing your bourgeois fad.

Street art gives the green light to investors, becomes the repugnant drug of tourism, and speeds the process of gentrification. By making the ghetto 'beautiful', the street artist neatly wipes her hands of any responsibility to examine underlying social or economic oppressions at play and instead revels in her own mystified vanguardism.

Your compromises with capital are not some side deal you make to support your art; it is essential to it, capital is woven into your production. This makes you specialists, role players in the market of commodities, capable of producing only alienation and more commodities, shot through with technique and acres of pretense.

capital sucks from the teat of idols
We enjoyed reading the manifesto. We love the incendiary mix of situationist and futurist rhetoric. We encourage everyone to read the manifesto, everyone to become radicalized, everyone to become the splasher!

"As Street Art Goes Commercial, A Resistance Raises a Real Stink" [NY Times, 27 June 2007]
"The 16-Page Splasher Manifesto" [NY Times, 27 June 2007]
"Art Critic or Vandal? 'The Splasher' Leaves Clues" [NY Times, 26 June 2007]
"Defacer with Mystery Agenda is Attack Street Art" [NY Times, 1 March 2007]
"The Vandalism Vandal" [NY Magazine, 4 June 2007]
"BREAKING: Alleged Splasher Faces 15 Years in the Clink" [Gothamist]
"The Splasher Speaks" [Gothamist]

cities, cities, cities

Obviously I find myself in the minority, which claims the city is the result of war, at least of preparation for war.--Virilio
The Wolfcauldians are in agreement with Virilio. Perpetual planetary warfare ravages the planet. People flee war torn landscapes. People search for safety, for security. Cities promise safety in numbers, security in concrete. The architecture of war infiltrates the cityscape. Steel, concrete, bunkers, the architecture of the 21st century. Fortress Urbania.
By next year, more than half the world’s population, 3.3 billion people, will for the first time live in towns and cities, a number expected to swell to almost 5 billion by 2030, according to a United Nations Population Fund report released today.
If cities are the result of war, or preparation for war, they and their residents shall be among the first casualties of the multi-front, perpetual, planetary war, known as the War of Terror.

"Half the World Soon to Be in Cities" [NY Times]

27 June 2007

the words of scholars

A group of 50 Presidential Scholars visited with U.S. President George W. Bush in the Oval Office this week. The Scholars are considered the smartest, most intelligent young adults the U.S. has to offer. They took it upon themselves to advise the President on the tactics and strategies of the War of Terror. They urged the President to condemn the U.S. military's torturing of "enemy combatants". The Scholars suggested that torture subverts the U.S. nation state's Constitution.

“We asked him to remove the signing statement attached to the anti-torture bill, which would have allowed presidential power to make exemptions to the ban on torture,” Mari Oye, who will be a Yale freshman in the fall, said. “I really feel strongly about this issue and also about the treatment of some Arab- and Muslim-Americans after September 11th.”
Bourgeois-liberal Maureen Dowd reports the President's and Vice President's quick-witted reactions:
The president reassured the teenagers that the United States does not torture. Then the vice president unleashed a pack of large dogs on the kids, running them off the White House lawn, before he shut down the Presidential Scholars program and abolished high schools.
From a strategical and tactical point of view, we the Wolfcauldians, applaud Cheney's actions. A dumb, uneducated populace is much easier to manage than an educated populace. In addition, a dumb, uneducated populace will allow the U.S. government to strip citizens of unnecessary civil liberties, perpetuate wars that enrich mulitnational corporations, and, perhaps, even torture its own citizens in the name of protecting and securing the "homeland".

Go Dick go!

"W. Learns From Students" [NY Times]
"A Vice President Without Borders, Bordering on Lunacy" [NY Times]

Quote of the week

It's time for the third installment of our popular series, "Quote of the week". We're pleased last week's quote stumped everyone.

This week's quote:

Although those who concern themselves with details are regarded as folk of limited intelligence, it seems to me that this part is essential, because it is the foundation, and it is impossible to erect any building or establish any method without understanding its principles. It is not enough to have a liking for architecture. One must also know stone-cutting.

graffiti=military intel

Writing on wall doesn't mean gloom for U.S. in Iraq
Monday Jun 25, 2007 9:40AM EDT

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - The U.S. military has a host of sophisticated equipment in Iraq but also uses a low-tech method to get a feel for public opinion in the war zone.

"One of the things we do as part of our foot patrols among the population centers is monitoring graffiti to gauge public sentiments," Army Lt. Gen Ray Odierno told Pentagon reporters by videolink from Iraq on Friday.

Odierno, the top U.S. commander in Iraq for day-to-day operations, said two pieces of graffiti in Baghdad's volatile Rasheed district suggested support for a security crackdown by the U.S. military and an end to sectarian strife.

"The first said 'Yes, yes to the new security plan' and the second said 'No difference between Shia and Sunni.' Obviously, this is only one anecdote but a small step in the right direction," he said.

Related Links:

Iran Graffiti and Urban Art Report (h/t Genderquake)

"The Writing on Baghdad's Walls" (Slate)

"The Scrawls of War - Graffiti from Iraq, Palestine and Lebanon" (Arofish Stencil Graffiti)

"Tagging Iraq - Samarra's graffiti war" (Middle East Times)

26 June 2007

musical interlude

A break in our regularly scheduled programming.

virtual fences, virtual boundaries

Borders crumble; they won't hold together on their own; we have to shore them up constantly. They are fortified and patrolled by armed guards, these fences that divide a party of elegant diners on one side from the children on the other whose thin legs curve like wishbones, whose large eyes peer through the barbed wire at so much food--there is no wall high enough to make good in such a neighbourhood. For this, of course, is what the fences divide.--Barbara Kingsolver, Small Wonder
Borders disintegrate. Borders are virtual illusions, patrolled by cyber-technology. Cyber-technology maintains the illusions of our reality.

Nine 100-foot towers armed with radar, high-definition cameras, and other, unnameable cyber-techno gizmos sprout from the sands of the Arizona desert along the U.S.-Mexico border. The evenly spaced towers, tower over a 28-mile stretch of border and intend to target migrants who attempt to cross the border illegally. The towers are part of a new, multibillion dollar initiative named, SBInet, the Secure Border Initiative. If the technology embedded within the towers thwart the human ingenuity of migrants, the towers could spread along the border's entire 6,000 miles.

Glitches mar all technological initiatives. Glitches caused the techno-towers to miss their 13 June deployment deadline. Glitches, accidents, cyberattacks. Who knows? Indistinguishable differences. Minor problems now. Major problems when the towers are in operation.

Will the towers ever work? Will construction on the towers ever finish? Or, are the towers, like most Homeland Security projects, government handouts to the "defense" industry? Boeing has a $67 million contract to construct parts for the towers.

Rather than develop new technology, Boeing took existing cameras, sensors, radar and other equipment and bundled them into a system that although not technologically novel is unlike anything the Border Patrol now uses.

The cameras, set off by radar, are to beam high-quality images of targets miles away to field commanders and agents, making it possible to determine almost instantly whether they are watching a family outing or a group of illegal immigrants.

The information is to flow over a high-speed wireless network into laptops in dozens of Border Patrol vehicles that, in theory, would respond quicker and more efficiently to breaches than they do now.

Armed with techno-knowledge, the U.S. Border Patrol can respond more quickly and more efficiently to incursions into the homeland. The new techno-knowledge excites David Aguilar, chief of the Border Patrol, "It will not only detect, but identify what the incursion is".

We Wolfcauldians look with disgust upon the techno-cyber cult that has infiltrated U.S. culture, society, and government. We Wolfcauldians remain skeptical and suspicious of a defensive cyber-techno initiative. We Wolfcauldians are more fond of preemptive offensive strikes. Nonetheless, we anxiously await to see the towers' powers.

"28-Mile Virtual Fence is Rising Along the Border" [NY Times]
"New Mexico: A Border Blunder" [NY Times]

25 June 2007

Global Multitude strikes: Niger

Niger: Rebel Attack on Army Base Kills 13
Published: June 23, 2007

Rebels attacked a remote Sahara army base not far from the Libyan border, killing 13 soldiers, wounding around 30 and taking at least 47 prisoners, according to a government statement. In a radio address soon after, Aghali Alambo, the commander of the Niger Movement for Justice, an ethnic Tuareg group that claimed responsibility this week for an assault on the international airport in northern Agadez, said his group was behind the base attack. He said it was meant as revenge “for the fact that the president continues to refer to us as bandits and drug traffickers.”

a 'painful way to die'

...[T]he state has essentially to take care of men as a population. It wields its power over living beings as living beings, and its politics, therfore, has to be biopolitics. Since the population is nothing more than what the state takes care of for its own sake, of course, the state is entitled to slaughter it, if necessary. So the reverse of biopolitics is thanatopolitics.--Foucault, "The Political Technology of Individuals" in Technologies of the Self: A Seminar with Michel Foucault

We are at least free to choose. Condemned to death but free to choose.--Woody Allen
Nicholas D. Kristof writes,

If you think you face tough choices, imagine you were living here in eastern Congo.

“If women go to the fields, they’re raped,” said Shabain Katuija, a local man. “If they don’t go to the fields, they starve.”

So why don’t men go to the fields instead? Olivier Sbasoro, a villager here, explained: “They rape the women, but it’s worse for the men, because they kill them or kidnap them to make them slaves.”

Tough choices. How to choose? How to decide? Rape? Starvation? Death? Or kidnapping?

The almost forgotten (two U.S. politicians remember, Barack Obama and Sam Brownback) war in Eastern Congo rages on. War plunges the large country into starvation, devastation, and poverty. War pushes 150,000 people from their homes. 150,000 people searching for security in a land of insecurity. Angella is one woman hoping to survive, hoping to live, hoping to settle, hoping to find security and safety. Angella is a widow. Soldiers murdered her husband. Angella is pregnant. Soldiers raped Angella. Angella continues to live with dignity.

Cecilia, like Angella, is a widow. Soldiers murdered her husband too. War causes famine. Famine killed two of Cecilia's children. She has one child left, Anita. Cecilia cannot find food. Cecilia feeds Anita green leaves. Green leaves, Cecilia hopes, will keep Anita alive. Green leaves, she hopes, will prolong life in the land of death.

So Anita is now skeletal and barely able to move, having slowly starved for months. Aya Schneerson, who runs the World Food Program office in the area, explained what Anita is going through: “These kids are in constant pain,” she said. “It’s a very painful way to die.”

And the way things are going, hundreds of thousands more will die that way.

"A ‘Painful Way to Die’" [NY Times]

mobile networks, emerging protests

(Asia Sentinel)
Act in assembly when together, act in network when apart. -- Mexican National Indigenous Congress
Protesters search each other out. They mobilize technology in search of allies. Mobile Phones! Text Messages! Internet Chats! Blogs! The sinews of networked action. Emergence! Planing! Organizing! Action! Facilitated through technological mediation. Chaotic movement of a movement. Leaderless! Horizontally structured! Networked infrastructure! Thousands join together. Thousands meet together. Thousands protest together. Act as one when together.

Chinese protesters use mobile phones, text messaging, and internet chat rooms to organize protests against Japan, slave labor, the Chinese government, environmental devastation.
INFORMATION technology in China is once again making political waves. In the tropical seaport of Xiamen citizens still talk excitedly about how an anonymous text message on their mobile phones last month prompted them to join one of the biggest middle-class protests of recent years. And in Beijing politicians are scrambling to calm an uproar fuelled by an online petition against slave labour in brick kilns.
An anonymous text message arrived on the cell phones of the middle class. It read, in part,
"For our children and grandchildren, act! Participate among 10,000 people, June 1 at 8am, opposite the municipal government building! Hand tie yellow ribbons! SMS all your Xiamen friends!"
The message urged recipients to protest the proposed construction of a paraxylene chemical manufacturing plant and to spread the message through their personal techno-cyber networks. Days later, thousands attend the rally. The multitude protests! Technology brings the multitude together as one. The multitude protests as one! The multitude's once cacophonous voice because clear, strong, and powerful. The multitude is heard! The powerful shudder! The government responds with concessions. The government postpones the plant's construction.

Through techno-communication, revolution and resistance flow, uncontrollable and untameable, from city to city, space to space, place to place. Revolutionary acts planed in techno-cyberspace. Revolutionary acts enacted in geophysical space!

"Protest in China: Mobilised by mobile" [The Economist]
"'Text protest' blocks China plant" [BBC News]
"SMS Texts Energize a Chinese Protest" [Asia Sentinel]

24 June 2007

camps, nomads, migration

The future belongs to crowds.--Mao II
Perhaps Giorgio Agamben is right. Perhaps the paradigm of our age is the camp. "[T]he camp--as the pure, absolute, and impassable biopolitical space (insofar as it is founded soley on the state of exception)--will appear as the hidden paradigm of the political space of modernity, whose metamorphoses and disguises we will have to learn to recognize" (Homo Sacer). Camps litter the planetary landscape. Concentration camps. Reservations. Refugee camps. Military camps. Terrorist training camps. Guantanamo Bay.

Perhaps the nomad and refugee are metaphors of 21st-century life. Currents of global capitalism circle and circulate throughout the planet. Flows of people move, migrate, settle. Then move again, migrate again, settle again. Can't stop. Won't stop. Perpetually on the move. People follow capital. Capital follows people. Migration creates opportunity. Migration creates danger. Human smugglers. Human traffickers. Enslavement. Selling bodies to capital. Sacrificing life to capital.

Migration causes those who settled within long-established camps, within nation states, to fortify boundaries. Build walls. Construct barriers. Surveil the interior and exterior of the camp, while interior and exterior gradually, then suddenly, become indistinguishable. Control who enters. Control who exits. Secure the homeland. Decide who to let live. Decide who to let die. Security. Territory. Population. View migrants, shiftless transients, planetary inhabitants who refuse to settle, with disdain and suspicion.

Today, the NY Times published the first in a series of articles that promise to examine "global migration and its consequences". The series is of interest to us. It shall help us analyze, investigate, and interrogate themes of security, population, and territory--21st-century biopolitical imperatives. The first article, "In a World on the Move, a Tiny Land Strains to Cope", examines the effects of global migration on the Cape Verde archipelago. It suggests that Cape Verde is a microcosm of planetary trends in migration. "Cape Verde is a showcase of the contradictions and frictions of global migration," said Jorgen Carling, a Norwegian geographer. "It is in a quite dramatic transition — from being so dependent on migration to trying to cope with a world in which borders are closing."

The series of articles promises to shed some light on a little understood and much feared planetary phenomenon.

Related:
"Influx From Zimbabwe to South Africa Tests Both" [NY Times]
"Hong Kong Is Reshaped by Mainlanders" [NY Times]
"Migration costs North Dakota $1 billion during 14-year span" [Farm & Ranch Guide]
"Weekend refugees Aid club students try to understand a rougher life" [Greenwich Time]
"The Nation: Anxiety in the Land of the Anti-Immigration Crusader" [NY Times]

Sunday music: click, click, click, click

They're here but also there, already in the albums and slide projectors, filling picture frames with their microcosmic bodies, the minikin selves they are trying to become.--Mao II
Bishop Allen sings "Click, Click, Click, Click":


And you've ended up in someone else's frame?
And they're memory now is never quite the same

And they never even thought to ask your name
(From our personal photo stash. Monfort Castle.)

Who is the woman in our frame?

Sunday reading list

Print Media:

"The Baby-Name Business"
[Wall Street Journal]

Some parents are checking Social Security data to make sure their choices aren't too trendy, while others are fussing over every consonant like corporate branding experts. They're also pulling ideas from books, Web sites and software programs, and in some cases, hiring professional baby-name consultants who use mathematical formulas.
"Epidemic of Ignorance: The Difficult Struggle Against AIDS in Africa" [Spiegel]
On Thursdays -- [Yahya] Jammeh's healing powers are only available to him on that day of the week he says -- the [Gambian] president frequently allows Gambian television to film him as he defeats AIDS: Patients lie flat on their backs as the president whirls around them and mumbles verses from the Koran. He slaps green sludge onto their skin, sprinkles liquid from an old Evian bottle over them and gives them a brown broth to drink. A quick banana snack completes the therapy.
"A Classful of Casualties" [London Times]
“There were times when I wanted to drop out. I stuck it out at university because I had no choice. What else is there for me to do? Once I graduate I will probably just stay at home. There are no prospects for young people in this country, however educated they are,” she [Linda Hayali] said.
"The Army Goes on Spring Break" [The Progressive]
The group watches a video featuring animated maps and diagrams that detail their mission: pulling security for a Special Forces operation to seize a key Al Qaeda lieutenant who is the mastermind of embassy and civilian bombings in several countries. Just before a soldier leads the spring breaker squad to a door in the dome, a petite young woman in shorts and tank top leans against her tall male companion and asks, “Are we going to get shot? Because I’m kind of tipsy.”
"Farms Fund Robots to Replace Migrant Fruit Pickers" [Wired]

As if the debate over immigration and guest worker programs wasn't complicated enough, now a couple of robots are rolling into the middle of it.

Vision Robotics, a San Diego company, is working on a pair of robots that would trundle through orchards plucking oranges, apples or other fruit from the trees. In a few years, troops of these machines could perform the tedious and labor-intensive task of fruit picking that currently employs thousands of migrant workers each season.
"Google Is Watching You" [Business Week]
Many Web companies say the privacy concerns are, in many respects, overblown. After all, the information collected online is tied to a number representing a particular computer, not to a person's name or Social Security number. And the companies say they're only collecting the information to show say, a car ad, to someone who might be in the market for a car. They don't want to know someone's address, political views, or any other information that isn't tied to a potential purchase. They just want to deliver fewer untargeted ads.
"Bit Wars: When Computers Attack" [NY Times]
Cyberwar is coming. Although the long-announced, long-awaited computer-based conflict has yet to occur, the forecast grows more ominous with every telling: an onslaught is brought by a warring nation, backed by its brains and computing resources; banks and other businesses in the enemy states are destroyed; governments grind to a halt; telephones disconnect; the microchip-controlled Tickle Me Elmos will be transformed into unstoppable killing machines.

Bloggers:

"McDonald's: The Black People Plumper" [The Assimilated Negro]
My takeaway: In America, racism is part of your bottom line whether you like it or not.
"Les Maîtres Fous" [Savage Minds]
The film invites the (putatively European) viewer to understand ostensibly ‘savage’ rituals as psychically ameliorative. At the same time, it records a remarkable practice of resignification of colonial powers—impersonation in the genre of ‘madness’. ... Anyway, there is much to discuss in a ‘text’ like this. I would just add that YouTube continues to grow into a stunning cultural archive.
"The Subject Supposed To Troll" [Foucault Is Dead]
On the rare occasions that I receive hostile comments on my blog, I always feel more anxious about those whose name I do not recognise, those who do not link to their own blog - in other words, those who occupy the space of Nothingness, Insignificance. This is the same effect as being reminded that you’re ugly by a woman who means Nothing to you. If there can be anything positive to come out of engaging with those who claim to have been abducted by aliens, it will emerge from engaging with the insignificance assigned to these individuals.
"My dESIRES are up for sale" [Lumpen Orientalism]
Is it possible to capture desire whether abstractly, sensationally or concretely? Is it possible that an event or an entity is desired? Do we have any control over our desires or are they desiring-machines, flows as Deleuze and Guattari suggest? Are we aware of our desires consciously or do they operate according to another plane hidden or not directly connected to consciousness?
"Internet pioneers, circling their wagons" [Chronofile.net]
If I were to say that it started simply or innocently, I might be stifling an eschatological lineage that has puzzled thinkers for centuries; but it started by dipping my toe in that raging, inexplicable torrent – following a link on the internet about the avian flu, or bovine spongiform encephalopathy, or peak oil. And I conflate them all not because they bear an equally plausible threat to our world, but because I have run the same course with each of them, predictably enough without ever having noticed that very predictability when once I give myself over to the hand wagging they induce. One link, as often as not followed for the pure spectacle of somebody else’s hand wagging, has brought me to this state again and again wherein I abandon any sort of reason and give myself over to manifold layers of survivalistic planning.

23 June 2007

manifestos, wolfcauldians, preemptive cyberstrike

...society as a whole has no control over technological developments. And this is one of the gravest threats to democracy in the near future.--Virilio
During the past few weeks Crawjo, the head writer of Foucault's Lunchbox, has typed a series of "Manifestos of the Week" (one, two, three). Hir latest "manifesto", entitled, "The Revolution Will Not Be On the Internet", describes "Baudrillard's Bastard" as "that empty monument to absurdity". He alleges that "The prolific Ortho, with her obsession with news, links, and images, ostensibly covers culture but in fact covers nothing other than her own insanity". He suggests that our prose "reads like it was written by Paul Wolfowitz on steroids, with a chaser of Michel Foucault". We appreciate the critical compliments! We bask in the critical praise! Hir description of our prose inspired a new label, "Wolfcauldian". We are not liberals! We are not conservatives! Nor are we neocons! We're Wolfcauldians!

Later in hir "manifesto" Crawjo mistakenly asserts, "There are no revolutions on the Internet". On the contrary, if "revolutions"--whatever Crawjo means by hir undefined use of the term--occur, they shall begin on The Internet and they shall be blogged. Unfortunately, the Internet is such a vast body of information, an immense cyberspace, if a revolution should occur within one of its innumerable small corners, we wouldn't know, until gradually, then suddenly it destroyed our way of life. A Revolution on the Internet would catch us off guard. Readers! Remember the prophetic words of U.S. President George W. Bush, "The gravest danger to freedom lies at the crossroads of radicalism and technology"!

With Bush's words and Crawjo's mistaken thoughts in our minds we, the Wolfcauldians, propose a preemptive cyber strike upon the impending revolutions on the Internet. The U.S. created the Internet. Therefore the cyberspace of the Internet belongs to the U.S. The U.S. should control access to its cyberspace just as it controls access to its geophysical space. The U.S. must create a separate government agency to monitor and control access to the Internet. This agency will create cyber ID cards for each and every Internet user. Before obtaining a cyber ID card, prospective Internet users must have their backgrounds checked, fingers fingerprinted, retinas scanned, faces photographed, and DNA collected. Once they're approved for Internet access the U.S. shall issue them a tamper- and bullet-proof Cyber Access ID card. The card shall contain the user's name, nationality, and photograph, as well as a nanochip that contains the user's fingerprint, retina, and DNA information. The Card will be inserted into a slot on a computer and the user must have their retina and fingerprint scanned by the machine as well. After this initial ID check, users may log onto the Internet. All of their keystrokes, each site they visit, and duration of visit will be collected and analyzed by the U.S. government. In an impending age of cyber Revolutions, "You don't have a right not to be identified". Only through the monitoring of access and surveillance of cyberspace, can the U.S. government prevent cyber Revolutions. If the U.S. government follows our advice for a preemptive cyberstrike, it shall create a safe and secure cyberspace.

Only after the U.S. government takes the above steps will Crawjo's latest manifesto become factual information. Until then, we encourage you to read hir blog for entertainment, not educational purposes.

architecture of security

The specific space of security refers then to a series of possible events; it refers to the temporal and the uncertain, which have to be inserted within a given space. The space in which a series of uncertain elements unfold is, I think, roughly what one can call the milieu. The apparatuses of security work, fabricate, organize, and plan a milieu even before the notion was formed and isolated.—Foucault, Security, Territory, Population



22 June 2007

how many conversations?

Presumably the 14 prior "conversations" left the participants hungry.


How many more "conversations" will they need?

information from D.C.

Our intrepid D.C. informer reports that Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice along with a group of Caribbean dignitaries attended Tuesday evening's Metro World Music concert at Kennedy Center Millennium Stage.

The music moved Secretary Rice. She was observed nodding her head, swaying her hips, and bending her knees. Jamaican Prime Minister Portia Simpson-Miller joined the regular folks in the crowd to sing-along to Shaggy's "Strength of a Woman". Sing it PM! The absence of Shakira didn't prevent Wyclef Jean from singing his hit, "Hips don't lie". 'Clef invited Haitian president, Rene Preval on stage to shake his hips. 'Clef gushed, Preval is "the only president that can rock!"

Speaking of presidents, where was the U.S. President? Why did he not attend? Unfortunately U.S. President George W. Bush was busy hosting the Congressional Picnic on the South Lawn. Near the end of the picnic, the President thanked Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi for attending, chef Paul Prudhomme for his cooking, and Kermit Ruffins and the Barbecue Swingers for their music. However, the President didn't let Kermit and the Swingers off easy, he explicitly instructed them, "Make sure you pick up all the trash after it's over". Needless to say, the President was busying supervising the post-picnic cleanup and couldn't make it to the Kennedy Center to dance with Condi and friends.

"Hot Reggae Rhythms For Dancing Diplomats" [Washington Post]
"President and Mrs. Bush Host Congressional Picnic" [White House]
"Remarks by President Bush at the Congressional Picnic" [Standard Newswire]

21 June 2007

New Yorker cartoon

(The New Yorker, 25 June 2007)

What has Hitchens been up to?

"Siege of Paris: The Creepy Populism Surrounding High Profile Defendents" [Slate]
"It’s now or never" [Sunday Times]

New books! Of interest?

A few weeks ago, the University of Pennsylvania Press Fall 2007 book catalog (.pdf) arrived in our mailbox. We skimmed its pages last night. Here's what we found:


Marc Sageman, Leaderless Jihad: Terror Networks in the Twenty-First Century.

In Leaderless Jihad, Sageman rejects the views that place responsibility for terrorism on society or a flawed, predisposed individual. Instead, he argues, the individual, outside influence, and group dynamics come together in a four-step process through which Muslim youth become radicalized. First, traumatic events either experienced personally or learned about indirectly spark moral outrage. Individuals interpret this outrage through a specific ideology, more felt and understood than based on doctrine. Usually in a chat room or other Internet-based venues, adherents share this moral outrage, which resonates with the personal experiences of others. The outrage is then acted on by a group, either online or offline.

Mark Ensalaco, Middle Eastern Terrorism: From Black September to September 11.

Ensalaco reveals the changing of motivations from secular Palestinian nationalism to militant Islam and demonstrates how competition among terrorists for resources and notoriety has driven them to increasingly extreme tactics. As he argues, terrorist attacks grew from spectacle to atrocity.

Shahram Khosravi, Young and Defiant in Tehran.

In this ethnography of contemporary youth culture in Iran’s capital, Shahram Khosravi examines how young Tehranis struggle for identity in the battle over the right to self-expression. Khosravi looks closely at the strictures confronting Iranian youth and the ways transnational cultural influences penetrate and flourish. Focusing on gathering places such as shopping centers and coffee shops, Khosravi examines the practices of everyday life through which young Tehranis demonstrate defiance of the official culture and parental dominance. In addition to being sites of opposition, Khosravi argues, these alternative spaces serve as creative centers of expression and, above all, imagination. His analysis reveals the transformative power these spaces have and how they enable young Iranians to develop their own culture as well as individual and generational identities.

Simon Serfaty, Architects of Delusion: Europe, America, and the Iraq War.

Tony Blair, George W. Bush, Jacques Chirac, and Gerhard Schroeder were, Serfaty argues, the architects of one of the most serious crises in postwar transatlantic relations. These four heads of state were the victims not only of their personal delusions but also those of the nations they lead. They all played the hand that their countries had dealt them—the forceful hand of a righteous America, the principled acquiescence of a faithful Britain, the determined intransigence of a quarrelsome France, and the ambiguous ‘new way’ of a recast Germany.

Mark Gibney, Rhoda E. Howard-Hassmann, Jean-Marc Coicaud, and Niklaus Steiner, eds. The Age of Apology: Facing Up to the Past.

In a turnabout of the cynical belief that might makes right, now nations see fit to issue apologies to peoples and countries they have wronged. We live in an age that seeks to establish political truth, perhaps best exemplified by the creation of truth commissions in societies seeking to emerge from dictatorial pasts. The most noteworthy result of these efforts has been the near-universal realization that a society will not be able to pass successfully into the future until somehow it deals with the horrors of its past.

Elizabeth F. Drexler. Aceh, Indonesia: Securing the Insecure State.

…Drexler analyzes how the Indonesian state has sustained itself through anxieties and insecurities generated by historical and human rights accounts of earlier violence. In her examination of the Aceh conflict, Drexler demonstrates the falsity of the reigning assumption of international human rights organizations that the exposure of past violence promotes accountability and reconciliation rather than the repetition of abuses. She stresses that failed human rights interventions can be more dangerous than ignored conflicts, since the international stage amplifies grievances and provides for combatants access to resources from outside the region. Violent conflict itself, and historical narratives of past violence, become critical economic and political capital, deepening the problem.

Kathleen DuVal. The Native Ground: Indians and Colonists in the Heart of the Continent.

In The Native Ground, Kathleen DuVal argues that Indians rather than European would-be colonizers were more often able to determine the form and content of the relations between the two groups. Along the banks of the Arkansas and Mississippi Rivers, far from Paris, Madrid, and London, European colonialism met neither accommodation nor resistance but incorporation. Rather than being colonized, Indians drew European empires into local patterns of land and resource allocation, sustenance, goods exchange, gender relations, diplomacy, and warfare. Placing Indians at the center of the story, DuVal shows both their diversity and our contemporary tendency to exaggerate the influence of Europeans in places far from their centers of power.

posters of conformity

Posters of conformity, discourses of discipline and normativity, scattered around a large, public, state-funded U.S. university.

Notice: each poster is enclosed within a protective Plexiglas case. Plexiglas protects and reflects. When viewers stand directly in front of a poster they can view their own reflections. When standing in front of the poster the reflection of the viewer merges with the poster image they're urged to emulate.

20 June 2007

Friedman, musings, masks

The mask is not simply hiding the real state of things; the ideological distortion is written into its very essence.--Slavoj Zizek, The Sublime Object of Ideology
Thomas L. Friedman, the king of mixed metaphors, shares his musings on masked fighters in his article, "Behind the Masks".

Friedman asks:

Why do the men fighting in Gaza wear masks? Why do the men fighting the Coalition of the Willing in Iraq wear masks?

Friedman answers:
The first answer is habit.

Beyond old habits, though, there is also some new shame. These masks are worn by fighters who not only wish to shield themselves from Israel’s gaze, but also from the gaze of their parents, friends and neighbors.

Putting on a mask is also a way to gain power and enhance masculinity. People in black masks are always more frightening — not only physically, but because their sheer anonymity suggests that they answer to no one and no laws.

...these masks announce one more thing: These young men do not report to anyone above them. They have no ranks. No leader can ever be sure of their allegiance. Every masked man is a general, and every militia is a cross between a self-funded criminal gang and a modern army.
Profound answers Mr. Friedman!

Friedman, in a valorous attempt to support his musings, quotes political theorist Yaron Ezrahi,
“These masks are the uniforms of the new armies of the 21st century and the new kind of violence,” which in Iraq, Lebanon and Gaza “no longer distinguishes between war against the stranger and war against members of your own society,” argued political theorist Yaron Ezrahi. “Just as this new violence doesn’t have a front, it doesn’t have a face. It doesn’t have boundaries.”
We would much rather read op-eds written by Yaron Ezrahi than more of the same old garbage that Friedman types on his MacBook that he purchased at the Apple Store, which, of course, is next door to the Gap.

panda bear in ny times

On 15 April, we exposed you to the music of Panda Bear. As usual, The New York Times follows in our footsteps. Today, The Times introduced bourgeois readers to Panda Bear. Concert critic Kelefa Sanneh writes,

For about an hour he manned a table of electronics, twiddling, tapping and singing his way through a rhythm-heavy set that included most of “Person Pitch” and some sneak peeks of the new Animal Collective album, due in September.

This is music to get lost in, but somehow it feels more decipherable when Mr. Lennox is standing there singing. There was another big whoop when he started into “Comfy in Nautica,” the first track on “Person Pitch.” On the CD those heraldic blasts are a friendly introduction, but on Monday night they sounded startling, like a one-man alarm clock, gleefully blasting away.
"Beneath the Bucolic Gurgling, Throbbing Electronica" [NY Times]



Elsewhere in the "newspaper of record", we found more "News That's Fit to Print":
"Truck Bomb Hits Baghdad Mosque, and 61 Are Killed" [NY Times]
"U.S. Seeks to Block Exits for Iraq Insurgents" [NY Times]
"In the Amazon, Giving Blood but Getting Nothing" [NY Times]
"Some Colleges to Drop Out of U.S. News Rankings" [NY Times]
"Earliest Gunshot Victim in New World Is Reported" [NY Times]
"Some Things to Change, and Some to Leave the Same" [NY Times]

The quote of the week

The second quote in the popular series, "The Quote of the week":

You don't have a right not to be identified. I don't remember a constitutional amendment that gives you the right not to be identified.
Who said those two memorable sentences?

eye of surrealistic time

The perfect disciplinary apparatus would make it possible for a single gaze to see everything constantly. A central point would be both the source of light illuminating everything, and a locus of convergence for everything that must be known: a perfect eye that nothing would escape and a centre towards which all gazes would be turned.—Foucault, Discipline and Punish

Salvador Dali, "Eye of Surrealistic Time", Espace Dali

19 June 2007

global multitude strikes!

Nigeria: Militants Take Hostages in Oilfield Attack

The Italian oil company Eni said 27 people, including 11 soldiers, were being held hostage at one of its oilfield stations in Nigeria a day after the facility was overrun by militants. No one was killed in the attack on the station, known as Ogbainbiri. Eni said it was working with the local authorities to resolve the crisis. The invasion was apparently in response to the killing of eight people by troops guarding Ogbainbiri last week, security sources said.

UPDATE 6/24/2007:

Kidnapped Workers Set Free in Nigeria
Published: June 24, 2007

PORT HARCOURT, Nigeria, June 23 (AP) — Kidnappers on Saturday released four foreign oil workers seized weeks ago in restive southern Nigeria.

As journalists looked on, mediators handed the four — from Pakistan, Britain, France and the Netherlands — over to top security officials in Port Harcourt. All the foreigners, who were seized June 3, appeared healthy. There were no details on any ransom payments for the four.

Kidnapping has become commonplace in the Niger Delta, the source of Nigeria’s great oil reserves. More than 200 foreigners have been seized in the region since militants stepped up their activities 18 months ago.

Kidnappings were initially politically motivated, with militants demanding more oil revenues for their impoverished region, but criminal gangs have also taken hostages.

Hostages are generally released unharmed after a ransom is paid.

whiteness blog

The white race consists of those who partake of the privileges of the white skin in this society. Its most wretched members share a status higher, in certain respects, than that of the most exalted persons excluded from it, in return for which they give their support to the system that degrades them.
The key to solving the social problems of our age is to abolish the white race.--"Abolish the White Race" in Race Traitor
Occasionally we Google our url. Occasionally we find interesting websites that link us. Today we found a website entitled, "Whiteness Studies for Teachers: Mitigation to White Racism". The website links to our post entitled, "The Whiteness Bomb". The post briefly surveyed the literature of "Whiteness Studies", mentioned a new book, and fantasized about the future of the field. But enough about us.

"Whiteness Studies for Teachers" includes a number of links to whiteness sites throughout the techno-cyber universe, resources for educators, images, a short bibliography of whiteness studies, a reflection on the how and why of teaching whiteness studies, and a "Whiteness Blog".

The blog is young. It's in a state of infancy. It only has one post. But it's a good post. A provocative post. A post that merits discussion. It asks its readers to reflect on the following images:What do these images and scattered text suggest about "race", gender, bodies, and sexuality in contemporary American culture?

Head over to "Whiteness Studies for Teachers". Explore the website. Follow its links.

We hope the "Whiteness Blog" keeps publishing provocative posts. We look forward to watching it blossom into a virtual space of critical discussion and reflection about "race" in the United States.

ontological observations

For latecomers arriving now, we offer a few words chosen at random:
Inside/Outside! Interior/Exterior! Binaries disintegrate before our eyes! Boundaries move! Boundaries mutate! Boundaries appear permeable! Boundaries dissolve and disappear!

Public
/Private! Another binary close to extinction. Internet, cell phones, television—all technological mediums—mediate the dissolution of a binary hinged upon a distinction, a juxtaposition, of public and private. “The ways in which the private becomes instantly public are multiplying”!

Before
/After! Preemptive strikes! Chronological confusion! Chrono-warfare!

Soldier
/Civilian! Civilian society/militarized society! Civilian/Enemy Combatant!

A world of dissolving binaries!

A world enmeshed in the radical reorientation of reality!

Americans react in horror and fear!

“Power is war, the continuation of war by other means”!

“Politics is the continuation of war by other means”!

Politicians exploit the horrors and fears of Americans!

The U.S. nation state is dying under the weight of false myths!

“Empires crumble, republics flounder. But fools go on.”

infowar

As the first great global manoeuvre in 'Information Warfare', what we see here is the launch of a new logistics, that of the cybernetic control of knowledge: politico-economic knowledge, in which the single market affords a glimpse of its military and strategic dimension in terms of 'information transfer'.--Virilio
The title of this post does not refer to the website of our favorite alternative reality theorist. On the contrary, the title refers to the U.S. Department of War's push to create, control, and disseminate "information" throughout the techno-cyber universe.

Stars and Stripes reports,
For decades, the idea war was fought over the airwaves. ... Today the war has entered a new dimension. It’s being waged on the World Wide Web, as demonstrated by two U.S. European Command-sponsored Web sites, www.magharebia.com and www.setimes.com. The sites target audiences in two contentious regions, northern Africa and southeastern Europe.
The "idea war" infiltrates the techno-cyber universe. Information avalanches upon techno-cyber users connected to the world through computers and corporate isp providers. How can you sort through all the information? What's information? What's disinformation? What's truth? What's fact? What's fiction? The blurring of category boundaries, the dissolution of reality, offers the U.S. Department of War and all other propaganda producing machines immense opportunities.

18 June 2007

'Hidden Toyko'

Julia Chaplan leads voyeuristic, bourgeois readers down the dark alleys and maze-like streets of Tokyo after dark. She and her friends search, find, and dive into Tokyo's hidden nightspots. The spots are small, dingy, and exclusive. They recall the pre-war drinking establishments (nomiya) and brothels intellectuals and outcasts visited. The spots' clientele construct their personas in opposition to the glow-stick waving mass that gyrates in unison, to hypnotic techno beats, at Tokyo's large Western-style nightclubs.

“There's a new focus on traditional culture developing among my Japanese friends,” Mr. [Travis] Klose [a documentary filmmaker] said. “They are starting to wear kimonos and reject the Western ideology pushed on them by their parents' generation. I think it's the new punk.”
Word-of-mouth, not text messaging, not the Internet, spreads knowledge of the small bars' locations, which in a society obsessed with techno-cyber culture and communication adds an air of exclusivity.

Mark Dytham, a British architect who is an owner of a gallery-cum-nightclub, Super Deluxe, took me there. The secrecy cultivated by a bar, he explained, serves the same weeding-out function as a velvet rope, but in a Japanese way. The Japanese, according to Mark, are shy and polite by nature, and don't like to use the word no.

“If you are intruding on a close-knit scene, the proprietor will ignore you and maybe overcharge you,” Mark said. “You won't be asked to leave, but you will want to leave.”

"Hidden Tokyo" [NY Times]

France's Outdoor Art

graffiti - A usually illegal work in a public place, such as a wall or bus, generally using spray paint.
Our friends at Genderquake recently wrote two superb posts on graffiti. Their thoughtful writing and rigorous analysis has inspired us, the staff of Baudrillard's Bastard, to share some of the photographs we snapped of graffiti during our recent exploration of the geophysical space known as "France".

In France, graffiti has a long history and exists almost everywhere. The bright, bold, brilliant colors of intricate, complex calligraphy welcomed us to Paris as we rode the RER from L'aéroport Roissy-Charles-de-Gaulle. The graffiti provided a sharp contrast to the gloomy, gray sky, and monotonous landscape of skinny, white, high-rise, laboring-class housing complexes. Graffiti gave Paris life! Graffiti captured the thoughts, ideas, and visions of the people we wished to meet. Graffiti provided alternative visions of reality, alternative discourses that challenged political and social power. Graffiti is art! The graffiti we saw was more beautiful, more moving, more awe-inspiring than anything we saw within the sterile, ordered, controlled, anti-septic museums and galleries that dominate the cityscape of Paris.

We at Baudrillard's Bastard are not art critics. Nor do we see value in art criticism. Aesthetics and taste are not in need of discipline! We see art criticism as a masturbatory exercise of elite, bourgeois arrogance and decadence. Art criticism tells the bourgeois what to like, what to appreciate, what to purchase, what to collect. Art criticism commodifies and objectives artistic visions and acts of creativity. However, we do, as our previous posts suggest, love quotes. Therefore, we juxtapose images we captured of France's graffiti with quotes about graffiti. We create a duel between sometimes complementary, and often contested and contradictory discourses: image and text, image of text and typed text.


...graffiti are usually the work of individuals who have little or no social position, access to media, or demonstrable privilege, and who are manifesting their frustration of that lack of public voice and influence.--Howard J. Pearlstein, "Handwriting on the Wall"

It is born of frustration and ego, of a desire to impress and manipulate, to place a sense of ownership on the visual scene.--Howard J. Pearlstein, "Handwriting on the Wall"

It takes a great deal of preparation to create a piece. Writers prepare sketches beforehand, carefully outlining the piece, drawing characters, and noting the color scheme.--Martha Cooper and Henry Chalfant, Subway Art

There are four primary motivating factors for graffiti vandalism: fame, rebellion, self-expression, and power.

Most studies show the majority of "taggers" are males between 12 and 21 years old. Approximately 15% of graffiti vandals are young females.

Graffiti marks and illuminates contemporary urban culture, decorating the daily life of the city with varieties of color, meaning, and style.--Jeff Ferrell, Crimes of Style: Urban Graffiti and the Politics of Criminality

...graffiti helps to uncover the more elusive aspects of a society's character.--Ernest L. Abel and Barbara E. Buckley, The Handwriting on the Wall: Toward a Sociology and Psychology of Graffiti

You could say that graffiti is ugly, selfish and that it’s just the action of people who want some pathetic kind of fame. But if that’s true it’s only because graffiti writers are just like everyone else in this fucking country. There is this idea that people who write Graffiti are just frustrated scribblers who couldn’t make it in the art world, but that’s not really the point. It’s better being outside anyway. Bus stops are far more interesting and useful places to have art than in museums. Graffiti has more chance of meaning something or changing stuff than anything indoors. Graffiti has been used to start revolutions, stop wars and generally is the voice of people who aren’t listened to. Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing. And even if you don’t come up with a picture to cure world poverty you can make someone smile while they’re having a piss. Graffiti ultimately wins out over proper art because it becomes part of your city, it’s a tool; “I’ll meet you in that pub, you know, the one opposite that wall with a picture of a monkey holding a chainsaw”. I mean, how much more useful can a painting be than that?--Banksy

Graffiti is not vandalism but a beautiful crime.--Monsieur A

17 June 2007

Happy Father's Day, Mother

The great cultural barometer, Hallmark, reminds us that Father's Day is not just about men, but also Moms and money. In its new line of "Mahogany" cards aimed at "African-American" consumers, Hallmark wishes Mom a happy Father's Day. Heather Mac Donald, of The City Journal, writes,

You have to admire Hallmark’s willingness to take the bit in its teeth. With 70 percent of black children born out of wedlock, with marriage a moribund custom in inner cities, Father’s Day does pose a problem. Hallmark has solved it with aplomb. The light scorn directed at the complaints of “children growing up without a father—without this and without that,” as if fathers were as discretionary as Tivo, is both an inspired way of minimizing the problem and a fair articulation of how fathers are viewed in poor black communities, and by large swathes of the aging feminist establishment as well.

There were no “For mother on Father’s Day” cards among the rest of the store’s Father’s Day offerings, only in the “black” section (though of course the 48 percent Hispanic and 25 percent white illegitimacy rates are no cause for celebration). No evidence yet of same-sex marriage or “You’ve got a new turkey-baster baby!” greeting cards, either, but if Disney is offering gay marriage getaways, Hallmark will surely follow.
Read the full text of Hallmark's "For my Mother on Father's Day" card in Mac Donald's article, "Happy Father's Day, Mom!"

We at Baudrillard's Bastard wish our moms a Happy Father's Day! We remind you to wish your mom a Happy Father's Day too!

Sunday Reading List

Whose words? Ask in vain. Or not in vain if say no knowing. No saying. No words for him whose words. Him? One. No words for one whose words. One? It. No words for it whose words. Better worse so.--Beckett, Worstward Ho
Bloggers:

"Dachau and the American Weltanschauung" [The Nightwatchman]
Perhaps at this moment, life was truly meaningless for us. As we walked slowly back to the entrance gate, I could not speak to them. I could not tell them how meaningless I felt their lives and mine truly are. They wanted the world to remain happy for them and their uninteresting families, to be a place where she can continue conspicuously shopping and live without any moral obligation to the world, where he can continue living for shallow relationships and spoiled suburban pleasures. I could not find the words to break the spell.
"Pan's Labyrinth and women/reading/bodies" [Genderquake]
The book that Ofelia spends most of her time reading is a blank one that becomes overwritten with the events that take her deeper into the labyrinth. But I felt like what was really at stake was how she--and the other characters in the film--wrote and read each others' bodies, especially as those bodies became available spaces for expressions of torture. So many bodies in the film are marked by the twinned violences of war and fantasy, but bodies also bear marks of dailiness, and it is in that strange overlapping of war, fairy tale, and reality that the bodies become painfully legible.
"The Automated Border" [Subtopia]
In our own nightmarish speculations we’ve referred to the maturity of this frightening prospect as a nomadic fortress – a future border wall that not only aspires to curb the incomprehensibly tangled and intractable flows of global migration but that actually moves and re-adjusts itself, nomadically re-articulates its own geographic prowess, redrawing territorial boundaries, cinching contested borderzone real estate, snaking in the shadows of some Orwellian surveillatopia like something akin to the new Great Wall of sorts, only updated with all the latest technology; in today’s scenario, this could be perhaps the world’s first fully automated global border fence.
"Manifesto of the Week: We Demand That The Terror Threat Level Be Raised!" [Foucault's Lunchbox]
...just read the words of Fred Thompson, candidate for United States president: "Twelve million illegal immigrants later, we are now living in a nation that is beset by people who are suicidal maniacs and want to kill countless men, women, and children around the world." Mexican immigrants are suicidal maniacs! Like a virus, they are spreading throughout North America, a violent, angry red horde of killer ants populating our cities and working in our communities! But read further into Thompson's wisdom! We are now living in a nation that is beset by such people! ... Red blood is oozing up from the ground, spilling from our gutters, emptying from our bowels and bladders, and falling from the sky! We are all becoming red! Our very skin is red! Open your red eyes and see the redness of all the things that are red! Threats are everywhere! No escape! Red is our past, red is our present, and red shall be our future!
"PREFAB FRIDAY: Modular Transitional Growth" [Inhabitat]
Philippe Barriere Design Collective’s Modular Transitional Growth Housing (MTGH) system proves once again that prefab is not only earth-friendly, but a highly-adaptable, scalable, and efficient form of building. The project, conceptualized for a post-Katrina New Orleans housing competition, and runner-up in last year’s Metropolis Next Generation competition, delivers a system to provide everything from minimum emergency shelter units to large-scale town house residences. Designed for mass production, affordability, and easy transport, these compact housing units also boast a self-recycling process that reuses existing parts for future applications and BioClimactic design for natural light and passive cooling.

Print Media:

"The Enemy's New Tools in Iraq" [Time]
While urban settings undermine the U.S. military's high-tech tools, they suit the militants' low cunning. One common tactic is to hide bombs in loose rubble, then stack human feces on top; soldiers are less likely to investigate too closely. Other tactics are more complex. In some neighborhoods militants use snipers to lure soldiers toward IEDs. The bombs are hidden in places where the troops would tend to take cover when under fire — behind a hedge or a pile of bricks. Senior Iraqi police officials report that militants hide bombs in human cadavers, dumping them on the street and detonating them when a military or police patrol stops for an inspection. "They know that we can't just leave a body to rot in the street," a police official says. "They are counting on us to do the right thing, then hit us when we do."
"YouTube Passes Debates to a New Generation" [NY Times]
“We’re moving to a society that is video-based from one that is text-based, whether we like it or not,” he [Andrew Rasiej, a co-founder of the nonpartisan Web site techPresident.com] said. “Candidates are starting to recognize that the only way to fight the potential of the tsunami of voter-generated video is to produce lots of video themselves,” he said. “The Internet culture recognizes that Internet video is more authentic, more granular, less scripted than television, and it is an antidote to sound-bite politics.”
"Portrait of the Modern Terrorist as an Idiot" [Wired]
I don't think these nut jobs, with their movie-plot threats, even deserve the moniker "terrorist." But in this country, while you have to be competent to pull off a terrorist attack, you don't have to be competent to cause terror. All you need to do is start plotting an attack and -- regardless of whether or not you have a viable plan, weapons or even the faintest clue -- the media will aid you in terrorizing the entire population.
"Security Contractors: Riding Shotgun With Our Shadow Army In Iraq" [Mother Jones]
Evening in Erbil, Kurdistan, what passes for an oasis of peace in Iraq. It's March 2006, and I'm waiting for a ride down to Baghdad along one of the world's most dangerous roads, a six-hour drive through the Sunni Triangle. A few years ago, I would have taken a taxi, but now the insurgents run roadblocks looking for targets—soldiers, contractors, journalists. I can't rely on the Iraqi police, who are as likely to turn me over to insurgents for money as to be insurgents themselves. And then there are the improvised explosive devices, hidden in rubbish, wreckage, dead goats. I had a close encounter in 2003, when I rode with a convoy of trucks ferrying mail and supplies through the Sunni Triangle to U.S. Army bases. An ied detonated a second too early, exploding just in front of us rather than beneath us. We drove through the cloud of shrapnel, dust, and smoke before I had a chance to get scared. This time, though, I have a long trip south to consider all the possible dangers.
"Bushed Army" [The American Conservative]
President Bush has nickeled and dimed the nation’s fighting forces to the verge of collapse. Even today he remains oblivious to the basic problem that his administration has confronted for the past four years—too much war and too few soldiers.

Sunday Music: 2 for 1

Andrew Bird, "Spare-Ohs". The video was filmed in Montmartre. We post it because we ate crepes at the red restaurant on the right at about the 1:38 mark. It brings back memories of meeting Connecticut yankees who sat next to our table and later trying to find Espace Dali Montmartre (3:44 mark) in the rain. Oh, the memories!


Bonus video: Emanuel from "I'm From Barcelona" and his Parisian friends sing "We're From Barcelona"

16 June 2007

haha "...Future May Learn from the Past" haha

A small dose of hoplessly-utopian "Colonial Williamsburg" humor.

Individuated mass

(Sol LeWitt, "Wall Structure Blue" (1962), San Fransisco Museum of Modern Art)
When you pass one of these security points in the airport, do you feel that you’re traveling with other people or that you’re on your own, with your own insecurities and fears?—Beatriz Colomina
A fundamental tension runs through contemporary American society. No, not a tension between Democrats and Republicans. The divide between Democrats and Republicans is an ideological illusion. Both parties and all of their members in the U.S. government are beholden to the corporatacrcy. The divide between Democrats and Republicans is an illusionary fissure. A fissure designed to divide, rule, and sedate the American populace. Both parties are the same. Both parties are our enemies.

Forget the parties. Return to the tension. The tension we at Baudrillard’s Bastard see is older and more profound than the illusionary political tension between Democrats and Republicans that dominates public discourse. We see a tension that runs throughout the history of the nation-state in so-called, Western society. We see the appearance of this tension during the long eighteenth-century—the most important and profound century of all human existence. Of course, the tension we see is a tension between the individual and the multitude.

Events of the twenty-first century such as September 11 and the ensuing U.S. led War of Terror have altered and exacerbated this tension. The days, months, and even year after September 11 saw an emotional outpouring of shock, disbelief, and grief that morphed into a hyper-nationalism, an über-patriotism. American citizens no longer thought of themselves as individuals, as atoms free-floating through the space of an imagined nation state. Following September 11 American citizens thought of themselves as one, as Americans. September 11 did not cause this shift from individual to collective. The shift was already occurring. September 11 accelerated it.

The ensuring War of Terror introduced a hitch into the shift from individual to mass. Post-September 11 culture promoted the mass. The War of Terror promotes the individual. Now we all are, thanks to the War of Terror, subjected to individual surveillance, inspection, and interrogation. We are broken down into individuals. We are no longer Americans, citizens of a nation state. We are all potential enemy combatants. Only through individual surveillance, inspection, and interrogation can the nation state ferret out who amongst us harbors the potential to become its enemies. The nation state operates under the suspicion of potential actions not actual actions. The potential the nation state sees within each of us defines our identity, our essence. It is no longer sex that defines us, it’s our potential for inflicting terror.

Welcome to a post-disciplinary society characterized, in part, by multiplying security-apparatuses of authority and authorization!

15 June 2007

The Wrong Trousers

The cyber-hipster hangout, Pitchfork, showers love on The Wrong Trousers. Pitchfork links to their cover of The Buggles' "Video Killed the Radio Star":


The Wrong Trousers show prolific covering range. They not only cover The Buggles but also Joanna Newsom and The Flaming Lips:


Add Traveling Wilburys and Regina Spektor to The Wrong Trousers' far-reaching covering range. Plus marvel at their own unique song-writing power:

Further "outlines of a cybernetic eugenicism"

Elle était donc couchée et se laissait aimer,
Et du haut du divan elle souriait d'aise
À mon amour profond et doux comme la mer,
Qui vers elle montait comme vers sa falaise.
The above stanza is obsolete. Techno-science purges passion, desire, sensuality, and intimacy from heterosexual sex. Techno-science ushers in the age of heterosexual sex as a cybernetic experience, as the extinct step-sibling of cybernetic reproduction. What are we discussing? What are we putting into words? Excellent questions that demand impossible answers.

Last month, we, at Baudrillard's Bastard, offered our opinions on a major event, the cracking of the gray, short-tailed opossum's genetic code. We suggested, following Virilio, that genetic exploitation, a more scientifically-correct term would be exploration, of the interior frontiers of mammals places us on the road toward the techno-science commodification of the human species.

David Brooks, must be a loyal reader of Baudrillard's Bastard. A little more than a month after our provocative post, Brooks types an article entitled, "The National Pastime". We provide a few quotes from Brooks's prose for those of you who cannot afford to purchase The New York Times or "Times Select":
At this very moment thousands of people are surfing the Web looking for genetic material so their children will be nothing like me. They are looking through files at sperm bank sites with Jetson-like names such as Xytex, which have become the new eBays for offspring.

These sites take sex and turn it into shopping. They allow you to browse through page after page of donor profiles, comparing weight, noses, personality and what one site calls “tannability.”

Shoppers can use these sites and select much better genetic material than would be possessed by someone they could realistically lure into bed. And they can more efficiently engage in the national pastime — rigging our childrens’ lives so they’ll be turbocharged for success.

An ad in The Harvard Crimson offered $50,000 for an egg from a Harvard woman. A recent ad in the Chicago Maroon at the University of Chicago offered $35,000 for a Chicago egg and stipulated, “You must be very healthy, very intelligent and very attractive, and most of all, very happy. Liberal political views and athletic ability are pluses.”

...a Harris poll suggested that more than 40 percent of Americans would use genetic engineering to upgrade their children mentally and physically. If you get social acceptance at that level, then everybody has to do it or their kids will be left behind.
Please forgive me for cutting this post short. I'm now using Google to find an egg of an extremely attractive and extremely intelligent female for the sperm of a handsome, articulate, and clean gentleman to inseminate. Is this a new act of cyber sex? I eagerly await the arrival of my techno-science, genetically engineered baby.

UPDATE 6/17/07:
Related Article:
Kay S. Hymowitz's "The Incredible Shrinking Father" [City Journal]

Armored Cubes

Truth cannot be out there--cannot exist independently of the human mind--because sentences cannot so exist, or be out there. The world is out there, but descriptions of the world are not. Only descriptions of the world can be true or false. The world on its own--unaided by the describing activities of human beings--cannot.--Richard Rorty, Contingency, Irony, and Solidarity
I have a confession. I'm terrified. Perhaps petrified is a better word. Some days I can't move; I lay on my couch frozen with fear. Shadowy forces conspire to kill me. Shadowy forces in Afghanistan, Africa, South East Asia, Iran, North Korea, and even Iraq conspire daily to murder me. If that's not terrifying enough, not-so-shadowy forces also conspire to kill me. The U.S. government, my "friends", neighbors, professors, strangers, multi-national corporations, utility companies, the U.S. Postal Service, The New York Times, cable-news networks, captchas, and animals conspire to murder me. I'm going insane! In my mind, I see the coming insanity. I try to prevent it. Will I succeed? This is the world I live in. This is the reality I inhabit. Do not envy me. Do not wish to be me. Fear for my safety. Help me! Save me! No, don't help me. No, don't save me. You probably work for my enemies. You probably conspire to murder me too.

These thoughts raced through my mind as I quickly exited my apartment, scurried down the splintered, wooden stairs, and ran across the once black asphalt toward my car. My car! My green, beautiful machine! My American made sanctuary! My one and only safety zone! Glass! Metal! Rubber! Radio! From inside my sanctuary the radio connects me to the outside world. The radio informs me of my enemies' actions. Words come out of the speakers! The words popped my safety bubble, "Nearly 45,000 Americans are killed each year in auto accidents", droned the newsreader in a sleepy, monotone voice. Damn you newsreader! Why must you conspire against me too? Where am I to turn for safety, for sanctuary, for protection from the evil people and forces that daily conspire to kill me?

I put the car in reverse and back out of the parking spot. So far so good! Still alive! Shift to drive. Brake. Watch the cars go by. Look for a break in traffic. Found it! Turn left. Accelerate! The roar of the six-cylinder engine! Music to my ears! Brake. Stop at red octagon shaped sign. All is clear. Turn left. Accelerate! I glance out my driver-side window. I see the following enticing sign:
Finally! "Armored Cubes: Self Storage & Portable Units"! My prayers have been answered! They were answered not on my time. But on God's time. On a time-table some refer to as kairos. I have finally, maybe, perhaps, found safety. An armored-cube self-storage unit! I move inside tomorrow...

TJ and friends

What weighty topics are TJ and friends discussing?

14 June 2007

"The American Left's Silly Victim Complex"

In the most recent edition of Adbusters, Matt Taibbi writes,

There’s just something about the word, liberal, something about the way it sounds – it just hits the ear wrong. If it were an animal it would be something squirming and hairless, something that burrows maybe, with no eyes and too many legs. No child would bring home a wounded liberal and ask to keep it as a pet. More likely he would step on it, or maybe tie it to a bottle-rocket and shoot it over the railroad tracks.
If my future son or daughter ever brought home a "liberal" I would die. S/he can bring home anything but a "liberal". I would be proud if s/he stomped its guts out and took a photo of it for me to post on Baudrillard's Bastard. There is nothing more disgusting than a "liberal".

Taibbi writes,
Anyone who’s ever been to a lefty political meeting knows the deal – the problem is the “spirit of inclusiveness” stretched to the limits of absurdity. The post-sixties dogma that everyone’s viewpoint is legitimate, everyone‘s choice about anything (lifestyle, gender, ethnicity, even class) is valid, that’s now so totally ingrained that at every single meeting, every time some yutz gets up and starts rambling about anything, no matter how ridiculous, no one ever tells him to shut the fuck up. Next thing you know, you’ve got guys on stilts wearing mime makeup and Cat-in-the-Hat striped top-hats leading a half-million people at an anti-war rally. Why is that guy there? Because no one told him that war is a matter of life and death and that he should leave his fucking stilts at home.
Right on Brother! Top-hatted men, keep your stilts at home! Unless, of course, your going to use them to club some bourgeois swine while ushering in the Revolution.

"The American Left's Silly Victim Complex" [Adbusters]

Barnett on Africom

Esquire has published planetary-futurist theorist Thomas P.M. Barnett's most recent article, "The Americans Have Landed".

The article's lead promises:

A few years ago, with little fanfare, the United States opened a base in the horn of Africa to kill or capture Al Qaeda fighters. By 2012, the Pentagon will have two dozen such forts. The story of Africa Command, the American military's new frontier outpost.
Some quotes:
The Horn of Africa was supposed to be Washington's bureaucratic mea culpa for the Green Zone, a proving ground for the next generation of interagency cooperation that fuels America's eventual victory in what [General John] Abizaid once dubbed the "long war" against radical Islam. But as its first great test in Somalia demonstrated, the three D's [defense, diplomacy, and development] are still a long way from being synchronized, and as the Pentagon sets up its new Africa Command in the summer of 2008, the time for sloppy off-Broadway tryouts is running out. Eventually, Al Qaeda's penetration of Muslim Africa will happen -- witness the stunning recent appearance of suicide bombers in Casablanca -- and either the three D's will answer this challenge, or this road show will close faster than you can say "Black Hawk down."

After being ignored since the beginning of time (save for its slaves and its treasure), Africa just got strategically important enough for us to care about. And the Bush administration's decision to set up Africa Command is historic, but not for the reasons given or assumed [not because of current "Islamic terrorists", oil, or China].
[...]
America is going to have an Africa Command for the same reason people buy real estate -- it's a good investment. Too many large, hostile powers surround Central Asia for the radical jihadists to expand there, but Africa? Africa's the strategic backwater of the world. Nobody cares about Africa except Western celebrities.
The U.S., through its invasion and botched occupation of Iraq, has dramatically sped up globalization's frightening reformatting process in the Middle East, and with Africa on deck, the United States military is engaging in a highly strategic flanking maneuver.
Africa Command promises to be everything Central Command has failed to become. It will be interagency from the ground up. It will be based on interactions with locals first and leaders second. It will engage in preemptive nation-building instead of preemptive regime change. It will "reduce the future battlespace" that America has neither intention nor desire to own.
It'll be Iraq done right.
Barnett has penned, or typed, yet another provocative article. It's recommended reading material for all.

Lotringer on Baudrillard

And once again I am I will not say alone, no, that's not like me, but, how shall I say, I don't know, restored to myself, no, I never left myself, free, yes, I don't know what that means but it's the word I mean to use, free to do what, to do nothing, to know, but what, the laws of the mind perhaps, of my mind, that for example water rises in proportion as it drowns you and that you would do better, at least no worse, to obliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes of words till all is blank and flat and the whole ghastly business looks like what it is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery.—Beckett, Molloy

In the current issue of Artforum (Summer 2007), Sylvère Lotringer poignantly meditates on the life of his friend Jean Baudrillard, in an article playfully entitled, “Untimely Meditations”. The title, of course, recalls Nietzsche. Baudrillard began his academic career as a secondary school German teacher and translator of Nietzsche’s texts. Lotringer a professor of French literature and Philosophy at Columbia University has translated a number of Baudrillard’s books published by Semiotext(e). Lotringer met Baudrillard in Los Angeles during the spring of 1977. They have been friends ever since.

Lotringer succinctly describes the Baudrillard who I have come to know through reading translated texts:

At heart, in spite of his sophistication, he never stopped being the quintessential ‘French peasant,’ distrusting of sleek city people imbued with their own importance. He wouldn’t let himself be had by anyone. A lot of his distaste for contemporary culture—the inflation of signs, the extermination of values, media saturation, the rampant exchangeability of everything—may have come from there. He was fascinated by what repulsed him most. And he kept this disposition throughout his astounding rise to international stardom.

A lesson from Nietzsche, filtered through Baudrillard, in Lotringer’s words:

He was modest at heart, but he had also read his Nietzsche thoroughly, in German, and he learned from him early on that a thinker must beware of his disciples. So when he felt drawn to Michel Foucault’s ideas, he blasted his master instead, publishing Forget Foucault (1977) [Lotringer claims, ‘it is, to my mind, the best introduction to Jean’s work’] as a means of escaping his enormous influence and defining his own philosophical vocabulary.

Sylvère, thank you for sharing your timely meditations (No, that's not an allusion to Leslie Paul Thiele's Timely Meditations: Martin Heidegger and Postmodern Politics.).

13 June 2007

The quote of the week

I love quotes. Quotes relieve me of the arduous task of thinking for myself. Why think for myself, I wonder, when others can think for me. With this in mind, Baudrillard's Bastard shall contain a new weekly feature, "The quote of the week". The quote may have been uttered or written during the week or I may have first stumbled upon it during the week. To make the quotes more intriguing than they inherently are, I shall only post the words, not the writer or speaker, and absolutely not the source. I shall not comment on quotes--that would require me to think. I encourage readers to identify the writer or speaker and the source of each quote. I also encourage readers to think and reflect upon each quote before sharing their comments.

The first in a War-of-Terroresque (never-ending) weekly series of quotable fragments:

I think all that September 11 changed was to give the fascists a chance. The Republicans saw that if they could keep us in a state of perpetual war from now on—under the guise of the War on Terrorism—since you never change horses in midstream, they could keep electing Republicans more or less forever, as long as they kept the level of war hysteria going. But that’s just a Republican initiative, and all the left has been able to do is react to that. It reacted to it as it would react to any other extreme right government, without particular reference to cultural politics.

Bruni on Pig Butts

...[T]oday, hysteria stands predominantly under the sign of vulnerability, of a threat to our bodily and/or psychic identity. We have only to recall the all-pervasiveness of the logic of victimization, from sexual harassment to the dangers of food and tobacco, so that the subject itself is increasingly reduced to 'that which can be hurt'.--Žižek, The Plague of Fantasies
Frank Bruni recently visited Momofuku Ssam Bar, Daisy May's BBQ U.S.A., Fatty Crab, Otto, Prune, Resto, The Spotted Pig, Suba, and Trestle on Tenth, and had multiple holy experiences, multiple carnivorous, culinary orgasms. He poetically rhapsodizes upon his blissful ecstasy of gluttonous nirvana in "Fat, Glorious Fat, Moves to the Center of the Plate".

For your reading enjoyment I offer a platter of succulent quotes that verge into the little-known genre of carnivore porn:
It was an ugly scene, and it was a beautiful one. We lunged at the flesh. Tore at it. Yanked it toward ourselves in dripping, jagged hunks, sometimes ignoring the lettuce wraps on the side so we could stuff it straight into our mouths. We looked, I realized, like hyenas at an all-you-can-eat buffet on the veldt, and I wasn’t surprised to notice other diners staring at us.
[...]
It’s as if decades of proliferating sushi and shrinking plates, of clean California cuisine and exhortations to graze, have fostered a robust (or is that rotund?) counterculture of chefs and diners eager to cut against the nutritional grain and straight into the bellies of beasts. In fact, bellies (most often pork, more recently lamb) are this counterculture’s LSD.
[...]
The “crispy pork” with pickled watermelon in a dish that Fatty Crab mockingly labels a salad amounts to cubes of fried pork belly, and the rest of the menu (pork ribs, small burgers doused with mayonnaise and aptly named fatty sliders) works a similarly clogged vein. During a recent lunch there with a dauntless friend, I was touched by the way our server — let’s call him Sisyphus — replenished the moist towelettes at our table over and over again. What we really needed him to do was put a dropcloth under us and, at meal’s end, hose us down.
[...]
It’s some ritual [at Daisy May’s BBQ U.S.A.]. Before the platter of pig appeared before the group I’d assembled, a server set up two perpendicular wood braces to support it. They formed a cross, a reminder — as if we would need one — that something died for the deadly sin dearest to us.
That something was pretty much intact: snout pointed straight toward me, two little ears, four little hooves and a profoundly bronzed hide. The server carved into that skin and peeled away flaps of it, exposing a lustrous layer of fat and a deep reservoir of meat. The rest was up to us, a few sets of plastic tongs and some dull plastic knives.
“This really puts you in touch with your barbaric self,” said a woman in our group as she tugged at individual ribs along the pig’s midsection. Her fingers were slick with grease.
A man in the group flashed back to his two previous dinners. “I had suckling pig in Boston on Saturday,” he said. “I had a pork chop at ’Inoteca last night.”
He paused for a beat, then added: “It’s a lifestyle choice.”
So it is, and there’s a wicked, wonderful cluster of restaurants to support it.

Yummy! A delectably dangerous, artery-clogging, heart-attack inducing, carnivore's delight!

"Support the troops"?

Whether or not you support, or your political stance on the war on terrorism, go out and support the troops.--Army Major Jeff Jacobson, quoted in "A Blood Drive for the Troops"


War and terror ravage the planet. Bombs blow-up in Iraq on a daily basis. Iraq has become a giant killing field that produces headless, armless, and legless corpses, as well as limbless zombies. In the continent know as Africa, an acknowledged genocide occurs as if few planetary inhabitants care. In Afghanistan, the Taliban, a hydra that refuses to die, continues to battle troops deployed by the "Coalition of the Willing". On the streets of the U.S., the number of reported violent crimes increased for the second year in a row. Surrounded by violence, war, terror, and death, we citizens of the United States, are asked to "support the troops". No, our government, media, and unquestioning citizenry demand that we "support the troops".

Within the above context, the prolific blogger known as Crawjo, posted his second "Manifesto of the Week", entitled, "Do Not Support the Troops!" Crawjo writes,
We fail to support the troops not because they are mercenaries blindly obeying the orders of a corrupt political regime, not because they are the foot soldiers of the new imperialism, and not because they terrorize civilian populations in third world countries. All these would be excellent reasons for both supporting and not supporting the troops, depending on which side you take in the war on terror. Rather, we do not support the troops because we already support them through our tax dollars.
The rest of Crawjo's post continues in a similar manner. It concludes, by suggesting the insanity of a discourse that demands "support" for "the troops" and decries those who "fail" or "refuse" to "support the troops".

The post made me reflect on how I "support the troops" on a daily basis. I concluded that the following actions show my "support" for "the troops": driving my American-made car; purchasing gas from a multi-national corporation; buying crap I need at Wal-Mart; buying crap I don't need at my favorite strip-mall; purchasing my weekly bottle of imported Scotch and Italian wine at my local liquor store; buying frozen pizzas, milk, and macaroni and cheese at my local supermarket; siting on my couch watching professional golf and tennis, "The Office", and "America's Got Talent"; harassing my postal carrier; watching the few Netflix DVDs the postal carrier decides to deliver; obsessively drinking bottled water and Ocean Spray cranberry juice; spending hours reading books; posting on Baudrillard's Bastard; leaving random comments on blogs; playing golf with my bourgeois buddies; flying on an airplane to France a few weeks ago; professing and enforcing patriotic conformity in the classrooms I visit once or twice a week; religiously reading The New York Times' "Names of the Dead"; and living my life as if there were no wars on the planet. It seems, to me, after reviewing the above list, just about everything I do each day, "support[s] the troops".

Although my daily actions "support the troops", I'm always looking for new ways to "support" the men, women, and children who fight throughout the planet. Luckily my local Veterans of Foreign Wars suggested a new activity. The Lodge, as it's known around town, shall host "Vegas Night" to "Support the Troops".
I have now added gambling to my list of daily activities in "support" of "the troops". Who knew "support[ing] the troops" would be so easy?

"Support the troops" has shifted from a patriotic imperative of an exploitative, war-mongering nation-state, toward yet another commodified slogan of postmodern-consumer "reality" that demands conformity to the cult of consumerism.

12 June 2007

Racist Dogs


Wanda: Did you train it to hate black people?
Larry
: No, I didn't train it to hate black people.
Wanda: Has it barked at any white people?
Cheryl: No, he's, he's...
Wanda: Exactly. Your dog is racist.
Larry: Sheriff's racist?
Wanda: Sheriff? That's a perfect name for a racist dog
Reuters' "Oddly Enough" through a curve at me today: no articles from India. However, the section included a great article from Brussels:
Job seeker rejected due to "racist dog"

BRUSSELS (Reuters) - A Belgian businessman rejected a Nigerian job applicant because the businessman said his own dog was racist and would bite non-whites, Belgian media reported Saturday. The 53-year-old man Nigerian told De Standaard newspaper he arrived at the Belgian's wrought-iron business and was immediately confronted by the barking dog.

The Belgian turned the man away before he could even enter, and wrote on his labor office letter that he could not hire the man because of his color, adding there was a risk the dog would bite him.

The local labor office has concluded that the Belgian was racist and has removed him from its list of potential employers.

"My dog is racist. Not me," the Belgian told De Standaard.

The Nigerian, who has lived in Belgium for 32 years, said it was not the first time he had been rejected for a job because of his color, although other employers had been more subtle.

He told the newspaper that he did not wish to lodge a formal complaint because he did not wish his family in Nigeria to hear about the case.

The article reminds me of a classic Curb Your Enthusiasm episode, "The Bowtie" (Season five, episode 43). Larry adopts a dog named Sheriff who, throughout most of the episode, barks only at black people. At the end, Sheriff stops barking at black people and barks at Rosie O'Donnell.

Oh, only if I had a dog like Sheriff, I could do and say whatever I want! It's not me! It's the dog!

11 June 2007

Captchas thwart humans

The opening sentence of Brad Stone's "A Dog or a Cat? New Tests to Fool Automated Spammers", reminds me, and probably you, of an old, classic New Yorker Cartoon. Stone writes, "On the Internet, nobody knows you’re a human — until you fill out a captcha". The caption of the New Yorker cartoon contains a line of a conversation between two dogs, "On the Internet, nobody knows you're a dog".

Today, thanks to captchas (Completely Automated Public Turing Test to Tell Computers and Humans Apart), originally developed by researchers at Carnegie Mellon, it's becoming tougher to prove, on the Internet, that you're a human, not a dog, not a cat, nor a computer. The reason? Captchas are becoming more complex to thwart increasingly sophisticated automated spammers that can read captchas. The increasing complexity of captchas prevents elderly, visually impaired, and less intelligent humans from registering on websites and posting comments to blog sites such as Blogger.

"You can make a captcha absolutely undefeatable by computers, but at some point, you are turning this from a human reading test into an intelligence test and an acuity test," said Michael Barrett, the chief information security officer at PayPal, a division of eBay. "We are clearly at the point where captchas have hit diminishing returns".
Captchas have become a cyber-discriminatory device. They function in the same manner as nineteenth- and twentieth-century voting literacy tests did in the U.S. South. Captchas prevent some humans from participating in cyber discourse and from accessing the knowledge and services of a techno-cyber world.

Luckily, humanitarians abound in our techno-cyber world. Hundreds of researchers work to invent a post-captcha techno-cyber world where all humans, elderly, visually impaired, and unintelligent can participate in a public-cyber sphere defined by equal access and charcterized by deliberative debate.

Asirra is one post-Captcha project.
The project, called Asirra (for Animal Species Image Recognition for Restricting Access), uses photographs of animals from Petfinder.com, a site that finds homes for homeless pets and has more than two million images in its database.

Other companies prefer to keep their next-generation captcha research quiet. Mr. Barrett of PayPal will say only that the new breed of captchas might resemble simple image identification puzzles, like asking users to view pictures of a head of lettuce, a tree and a whale — and pick out the vegetable.
Post-Captcha projects illustrate the final shift in postmodern society's movement from the word, from the text, to the image. In addition, the images of homeless animals waiting for adoption, in a post-captcha project, illustrate that images of "security" in postmodern society, are actually "adverts".

We, at Baudrillard's Bastard, eagerly await a post-captcha techno-cyber world! We know that in a post-captcha techno-cyber world the number of comments left at our humble blog shall multiply immensely!

10 June 2007

Sunday Reading List

This week's list is pretty thin. I didn't have the opportunity to read widely. Please suggest any articles or posts I may have missed.

Print Media:

  1. "Cool Reception for Bible Park in Bible Belt" [NY Times]
  2. "The Guidebook for Taking a Life" [NY Times] (Jihad etiquette.)
  3. "These Satellite Images Document an Atrocity" [Washington Post]
  4. "Marie Micheline: A Life in Haiti" [New Yorker]
  5. "Breakthrough in wireless power pulls plug on cables" [London Times]
Blogs:
  1. "Military Target: Solar Beaming Sats" [Wired]
  2. "Manifesto of the Week: Do Not Support the Troops" [Foucault's Lunchbox]
  3. "Virtual Crime in Virtual Worlds" [Den of Hydralisks]
  4. "CONVERSATION: TX Hammes on Catastrophic Superempowerment" [Global Guerrillas]
  5. "Horror Stories" [Lumpen Professoriat]

Sunday Music

Architecture in Helsinki's "Do the Whirlwind" from their album, In Case We Die.

08 June 2007

Paris prison diaries

What happens at the end of a text? Here again we have much to learn from what dreams, our masters, do with us; the author is in the book as we are in the dream's boat. We always have the belief and the illusion that we are the ones writing, that we are the ones dreaming. Clearly this isn't true. We are not having the dream, the dream has us, carries us, and, at a given moment, it drops us, even if the dream is in the author in the way the text is assumed to be. What we call texts escape us as the dream escapes us on waking, or the dream evades us in dreams. ... I am only interested in the texts that escape.--Cixous, Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing
The LA Times' John Kenney imagines Paris Hilton's prison diaries. I invite readers to imagine their own Paris diary entries.
...I did not register under the name "Little Miss Whore." What kind of hotel forces you to strip and delouse (maybe Marriott?). Although instead of a robe I got a fabulous orange jumpsuit with a cute number on it.

So that's what a bitch slap is. Wow. Just … wow. MUST remember not to make that sarcastic face again anytime soon.

What is time? How do we measure it? What does it mean? I find these questions on my mind more and more, especially since someone stole my Audemars Piguet watch. Shame.

This "Jesus Christ" was an amazing guy. It's so sad he died so young.

I have stopped counting the days. I live in the now.

What is freedom? It's not free, that's for sure. It's "free" with "dom." And that seems right to me.

Lately I'm identifying with the Jews and all the horrible things that happened to them during Vietnam.

Brick said to me today, "Ya know, I stayed in a Marriott once. And truth be told, I'd rather stay in prison."

We both laughed. And then she beat me up.
"The Paris Hilton Prison Diaries" [LA Times]

Facebook families

Across America moms and dads are joining facebook. They claim they joined to explore their "identities" or to appear "hip". However, they really joined to spy upon their children and their children's friends.

After I got my Profile page, the first thing I did was to search for other members — my daughter and her friends — to ask them to be my friends.

Shockingly, quite a few of them — the friends, not the daughter — accepted my invitation and gave me access to their Profiles, including their interests, hobbies, school affiliations and in some cases, physical whereabouts.

"Cyberfamilias: 'omg my mom joined facebook!'" [NY Times]

In other techno-cyber news, The NY Times reports,

Victor M. De Leon III has been playing video games on the professional circuit for five years now, racking up thousands of dollars in prizes and endorsements at tournaments around the country. He has a national corporate sponsor, a publicist and a Web site, with 531 photos chronicling his career. A documentary filmmaker has been following him for months.

Victor weighs 56 pounds and likes to watch SpongeBob SquarePants at his home here on Long Island. He celebrated his 9th birthday last month with a trip to a carnival and a vanilla cake. He gets above-average marks in the third grade, where he recently drew a dragon for art class.

"He's 9 Years Old and a Video-Game Circuit Star" [NY Times]

Lastly, The New York Times reports that democracy has infiltrated Eve Online, a virtual nation, an Internet game.

The kingdom is in crisis. After pledging to treat its citizens equally, the government stands accused of unfairly favoring one powerful, well-connected political faction. Many citizens have taken to open dissent, even revolt, and some are threatening to emigrate permanently.

This specter of corruption has emerged most recently not in some post-colonial trouble spot but in the virtual nation of an Internet game called Eve Online (population 200,000)....

...the company that makes Eve, CCP, based in Iceland (population 300,000), says it will tackle the problem the way a democracy would. In what appears to be a first, the company plans to hold elections so that players can select members of an oversight committee.

"In a Virtual Universe, the Politics Turn Real" [NY Times]

If democracy can go virtual, the U.S. can export it anywhere through the barrel of a gun!

07 June 2007

Marines: "Get Out!"

(Washington Post)
To be 'for' or 'against' the war is idiotic. All political or ideological speculations amount to a form of mental deterrence (stupidity). The true belligerents are those who thrive on the ideology of the truth of this war, despite the fact that the war itself exerts its ravages on another level, through faking, through hyperreality, the simulacrum, through all those strategies of psychological deterrence that make play with facts and images.--Baudrillard, The Gulf War Did Not Take Place
A panel of Marine commissioned officers rejected Cpl. Adam Kokesh's appeal against a previous ruling that dishonorably discharged him for wearing a uniform to an anti-war protest and typing an obscenity laced email to Marine superiors.

The Marine panel gave Kokesh what he deserved! He and all military personnel, of all nation states, are rubbish off of the battlefield. They're useful in battle and useless outside of battle. For further elaborations of this argument read Crawjo's "SWAPO to Former Revolutionary Fighters: 'Go Home'" and Salon.com's "The Pentagon's Chronic Neglect of Iraq Vets".

"Iraq War Veteran Loses Protest Appeal" [Washington Post]

Internet eqaulity?

Fiction of the theory of a post-liberal equality between cyber-subjects.
(Peter Steiner, The New Yorker, July 5, 1993 issue (Vol.69 (LXIX) no. 20) page 61)

Internet use is not anonymous. Internet access does not equal equality. Class, gender, species, race, and ethnicity fracture the myth of cyber-techno cult conformity and equality.

"Coming Soon All Knowledge": Traveling Knowledge Production

I'm currently in Williamsburg, Virginia. I'm here to attend a joint conference between the OIEAHC and SEA. Today I went to 3 or maybe it was 4 sessions. I heard 2 or 3 good papers and a handful of bad papers. In appreciation of the bad papers I heard, I share a poor paper that I wrote for one of my classes. I appreciate all of your critical comments and suggestions for improvement. [Note on paper: sorry for the bad footnote hyperlinks. I'm slowly learning HTML.]

“Coming Soon All Knowledge”: Traveling Knowledge Production

Wednesday May 9, 2007, a short, unattributed, paragraph appeared in The New York Times. The four-sentence paragraph probably escaped the attention of most readers. Above the paragraph, a bold headline proclaimed, “Coming Soon All Knowledge”! The paragraph described the creation of the Encyclopedia of Life by “some of the world’s leading institutions.” The Encyclopedia shall float in the ether of cyberspace and catalogue “everything they [“the world’s scientists”] know about all of the Earth’s 1.8 million species” of plants, animals, and living organisms. The New York Times claimed the Encyclopedia shall classify all biological “knowledge” by genus and species. On each organism’s assigned webpage, viewers can read “descriptions,” explore “maps,” view “videos,” and follow “links to entire genomes.” The cyber Encyclopedia of Life is the culmination of “Enlightenment” thought, the pinnacle of high “modernism.” The Encyclopedia shall not only classify existing organisms, but after organisms become extinct, thanks in part, to planetary warming, scientists can resurrect the dead with the assistance of “genome” maps. The Encyclopedia is an example of Enlightenment knowledge par excellence: an attempt to classify, organize, and categorize “all” existing knowledge and produce new knowledge.1

The New York Times paragraph raises a number of intriguing themes: knowledge production; disciplinary classification of knowledge; taxonomic dilemmas of species, genus, and category; and the relationship between technology and knowledge. These themes are not “new,” twenty-first century phenomena. Their roots sprout within the soil of the eighteenth century, within the pages of texts written by Adam Smith (1723-1790) and Unca Eliza Winkfield.2 The essay through close, critical readings of fragments from Smith and Winkfield argues that the processes of Enlightenment knowledge production functioned as disciplinary mechanisms and self-disciplinary exercises. In addition, the classificatory, dividing, categorizing, and organizing impulses within the writings of Smith and Winkfield created multiple eighteenth-century realities. The essay concludes by returning to its beginning; to The Encyclopedia of Life, to examine how Enlightenment classificatory tendencies have multiplied and morphed in cyberspace thanks to a rapid increase in the speed of knowledge circulation. In addition, the essay shall meditate on how interactions with hyperlinked cyberspaces influence identity constructions.

In section two of The History of Astronomy, entitled, “Of Wonder, or the Effects of Novelty,” Smith suggested that “the mind” takes pleasure in understanding and organizing the “reality” it perceives. Smith wrote The History of Astronomy during the late-eighteenth century, during the historical moment Michel Foucault identifies as “disciplinary society.” Compared with sovereign power, disciplinary power “applies primarily to bodies and what they do rather than the land and what it produces.”3 Foucault claims a “binary schema” organized eighteenth-century disciplinary society. Disciplinarity was a technology of power, an “apparatus of knowledge” that operated through “constant surveillance,” classification, organization, coercion, separation, and normalization of individual bodies. Individuals internalized disciplinary society’s “economy of power” and regulated themselves. Self-discipline created normalized, generalizable individuals out of a population mass. Self-discipline and disciplinary society divided societies into multiple binaries. Along with disciplinary society arose specific, academic disciplines, such as sciences, medicine, psychiatry, and history.4

Within the context of Foucault’s “disciplinary society,” Smith’s description of knowledge production appears as both a disciplinary and self-disciplinary exercise. As knowledge increases, categories multiple, divisions proliferate, and classificatory organization becomes more precise. Senses dull; surprise and wonder dissipate; admiration becomes the primary sensory experience. Smith wrote,

It is evident that the mind takes pleasure in observing the resemblances that are discoverable betwixt different objects. It is by means of such observations that it endeavours to arrange and methodise all its ideas, and to reduce them into proper classes and assortments. Where it can observe but one single quality, that is common to a great variety of otherwise widely different objects, that single circumstance will be sufficient for it to connect them all together, to reduce them to one common class, and to call them by one general name. … this is the origin of those assortments of objects and ideas which in the schools are called Genera and Species….5

In Smith’s formulation, knowledge production was pleasurable. It was an enjoyable experience, “the mind takes pleasure in observing.” When “the mind” attempted to “arrange and methodise” its observations, it simultaneously “endeavours to arrange and methodise all its ideas.” Through observing and categorizing reality, “the mind” disciplined itself. “The mind” created divisions outside of and inside of itself. Through observation, “the mind” engaged in disciplining reality and self-disciplining itself. The mind disciplined a particular object by grouping it with similar objects. When an individual observed similarities between objects, particulars vanished into a generalized universal, “one common class.” All particulars generalized within “one common class,” Smith asserted, are called “by one general name.” In this formulation, an individual established the identity of an object through the observation of similarities and differences. An object’s identity became fixed, unchangeable, and distinct. The divisions and boundaries that separated one class of objects from another class could not be penetrated. Through a search for generalizable similarities, unique, particular, differences vanished.

Smith’s publishers, Joseph Black and James Hutton, used his description of knowledge production to organize Essays on Philosophical Subjects, which includes The History of Astronomy. Black and Hutton published The History of Astronomy in 1795, five years after Smith’s death. Black and Hutton said Smith gave many manuscripts to them before his death. They inspected his manuscripts and searched for similarities, for a “happy connection.” After inspecting Smith’s manuscripts, they decided,

[T]he greater number of them appeared to be parts of a plan he once had formed, for giving a connected history of the liberal sciences and elegant arts. … His friends are persuaded however, that the reader will find in them that happy connection, that full and accurate expression, and that clear illustration which are conspicuous in the rest of his works; and that though it is difficult to add much to the great fame he so justly acquired by his other writings, these will be read with satisfaction and pleasure.6

Smith’s editors searched for similarities, “the greater number of them appeared to be parts of a plan.” The editors did not allude to the lesser number of essays that they excluded from the manuscript they created and titled Essays on Philosophical Subjects. Similar content connected the essays. The editors asserted that the essays they assembled form a “connected history of the liberal sciences and the elegant arts.” The editors claimed that all readers should share their views and “find in them that happy connection.” Their prose suggested that the species of knowledge that they assembled was universal. It should provide an enjoyable experience to all individuals, subsumed within a general, universal category, “the reader.” Their claim of a strong “happy connection” erases particularities within the category “reader.” They assumed a “happy connection” similar to the “happy connection” they claimed connected each essay, would connect all readers. They assured “the reader” that reading the collection of essays would incite sensations of “satisfaction and pleasure.” During the eighteenth century, members of the emergent bourgeoisie viewed both producing and acquiring knowledge as pleasurable exercises.

Eighteenth-century literary critics within the bourgeois public sphere “rationally” applied Smith’s theme of knowledge production to “the novel.”7 The novel emerged as a new literary form in Europe during the mid-eighteenth century. It emerged at this moment because of the combination of print capitalism and an increase in bourgeois wealth.8 Industrial and imperialist exploitation were the two main sources for the bourgeoisie’s increase in wealth. Critics attempted to create a stable, homogenous literary genre called, “the novel.” In addition, writers attempted to self-reflectively position their “novels” within this category. Many “novels” propagated Smith’s ideas of knowledge production and categorization to a larger audience and contributed to the spread of a disciplinary society populated by self-disciplining individuals.

Winkfield’s The Female American (1767) slyly played with and mimicked “the novel.” The text received only two brief reviews. It appears to have shocked at least two critics. One critic wrote the text was “full of wonders; and well calculated to make one sort of readers stare.”9 This sentence created a category, “one sort,” within a category, “readers.” The sentence, unlike Smith’s editors, did not posit a universal category, “reader.” Nevertheless, the sentence could be straight from Smith’s History of Astronomy. For Smith, the sensation of wonder preceded both surprise and admiration. All three sensations were related and depended upon an object of reference.10 The “wonders” that “make one sort of readers stare” follows Smith’s definition of “Wonder.” Smith wrote,

It is this fluctuation and vain recollection, together with the emotion or movement of the spirits that they excite, which constitute the sentiment properly called Wonder, and which occasion that staring, and sometimes that rolling of the eyes, that suspension of the breath, and that swelling of the heart, which we may all observe, both in ourselves and others, when wondering at some new object, and which are the natural symptoms of uncertain and undetermined thought.11

The above fragment succinctly describes The Female American. The text was composed of Unca’s “vain recollection[s].” Throughout the text she experienced “the emotion or movement of the spirits” consisting of fear, excitement, terror, sickness, happiness, and anger. Unca, the narrator, realized that her text and adventures might appear “uncommon” and perhaps excite “wonder.”

Unca suggested her text was a “form of an history; for which purpose I collected together such loose memorandums as I had occasionally made….” Unca assembled her text, in a manner similar to Smith’s editors who assembled Essays on Philosophical Subjects. Both Unca and Smith’s editors searched for “happy connection[s]” between fragments. Unca tried to position her text within the emerging genre of “the novel.” She wrote, “I think the greatest sceptic will allow, uncommon as they are [her experiences and adventures], that they do not exceed the bounds of probability. Here are two ends they cannot fail of answering, rational entertainment, and mental improvement.”12 Unca positioned her text as a pleasurable product of knowledge production and consumption. Critics attempted to discipline her text, her text tried to discipline readers, and readers, thanks to the interventions of critics and text might attempt to self-discipline themselves.

The problem of category haunted The Female American. Unca defied categorization. She was the daughter of an English imperialist and Amerindian princess. The sexual relationship between Unca’s parents appeared consensual. Unca did not portray herself as the product of a vicious, violent English penetration into a virgin continent. She saw herself as a hybrid figure: half English, half American.

My tawny complexion, and the oddity of my dress, attracted every one’s attention, for my mother used to dress me in a kind of mixed habit, neither perfectly Indian, nor yet in the European taste, either of fine linen, or a rich silk. I never wore a cap; but my lank black hair was adorned with diamonds and flowers. … My arms were also adorned with strings of diamonds, and one of the same kind surrounded my waist. I frequently diverted myself with wearing the bow and arrow the queen my aunt left me, and was so dexterous a shooter, that when very young, I could shoot a bird on the wing.13

Unca dressed in a “mixed habit” and defied categorization. Perhaps her appearance incited the sentiments of wonder, surprise, and admiration within observers. Although Unca celebrated her “mixed habit” she decided to stay in the Americas at the end of the text. The title, The Female American erased “English,” and seemed to foreshadow her decision.

After the captain stole Unca’s ship and abandoned her with her clothes and bow on an “uninhabited island,” somewhere in the Caribbean, she behaved like an English imperialist.14 She wandered and rambled throughout the island. She appropriated a temple and occupied a stone room. She stole Amerindian gold and treasure. She later shipped the loot to her bourgeois family members in England. She categorized the wildlife and foliage. “I soon tasted some of each sort [various shell-fish], and found them very delicious; particularly a shell-fish, like what are called oysters in England, and which needed no dressing.”15 One animal, encountered at the beginning of “Volume II,” defied Unca’s classifying, imperialist mind. The sight of the animal shocked Unca, “Of the four-footed animals I saw one of a most extraordinary kind. It was the size of a large dog, as to its body, but its legs, which were very long, were by no means proportioned to the bulk of this strange animal, being so slender as to bend under him, insomuch that it could only move with the utmost slowness.” She attempted to place the “strange animal” in a familiar category, “large dog.” However, that category could not contain the “strange animal.” The sight of the “strange animal” incited wonder within Unca’s mind, “I wondered within myself how this creature could either defend, or provide for itself; but observing it more closely, I, took notice that its eyes were uncommonly large, for an animal of that size…. …The mouth was no less dreadful…which showed two horrid rows of sharp, but short teeth.” Initially, the strange animal caused Unca to experience sensations of disbelief and disorientation, “I wondered within myself.” However, like a good English imperialist, disciplined by Smith’s scheme of knowledge production, Unca subjected the creature to further scrutiny, “but observing it more closely.”16 Unca concluded her account of “the strange animal” with a description of a vicious, carnivorous, blood-soaked orgy. The “strange animal” laid still. A “great number of field-mice” approached. The field mice began to “nibble” at the animal’s thick, long tuffs of hair. Then, to Unca’s “great astonishment,” the animal “turned his head, and devoured them very greedily, one after another. I dare say that in a few minutes, he ate near three hundred of them.”17 The “strange animal” could function as a metaphor for English imperialism, violent and destructive. Alternatively, the “strange animal” may be a joke on the bourgeois philosopher who foolishly believes he can categorize, order, and totally “know” his world. Or, perhaps, the “strange animal” symbolized Unca, who perched in the great idol and attracted a great number of “the Indians.” However, “the Indians” survived until the end of the text. Perhaps, Unca and her husband slaughtered “the Indians” sometime in the future. Nonetheless, The Female American demonstrated the ubiquity of Smith’s knowledge production schema in eighteenth-century England.

Smith’s suggestion that knowledge production entailed the grouping of similar objects within generalizable categories became an epistemological imperative throughout all of Europe and Europe’s imperialist holdings. During the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, European imperialists traversed the globe in search of wealth, sex, and adventure. They brought their disciplinary systems with them wherever they went. For instance, nineteenth-century European imperialists introduced censuses modeled upon Smith’s scheme of knowledge production to South East Asia. Censuses stabilized fluid categories for the purposes of counting, sorting, deploying, and planning population. Censuses are relics of a mid- to late-nineteenth-century transition from disciplinary power toward biopower.18 Censuses massified unique individuals into a series of exchangeable elements. Then the “classifying mind of the colonial state” fantasized about placing the exchangeable elements into generalizable and distinct categories, such as “Malaysian,” “Chinese,” “Indian,” and “Other.”19 Benedict Anderson suggests a census,

[T]ried carefully to count the objects of its feverish imagining. Given the exclusive nature of the classificatory system, and the logic of quantification itself, a “Cochin-Chinese” had to be understood as one digit in an aggregable series of replicable “Cochin-Chinese”—within, of course, the state’s domain.20

Through censuses, imperialist regimes created categories that appeared internally homogenous. Censuses applied Smith’s knowledge production scheme to people. Censuses transferred Smith’s knowledge production scheme to governmentality. Censuses transformed unique individuals into a “series of replicable” and exchangeable parts that formed a generalizable category. At the same time censuses created generalizable categories, they created individuals who could be replicated, exchanged, categorized, and classified “in an aggregable series.”

Smith’s knowledge production scheme even infiltrated the developing academic discipline of History. The first European academic chairs in History began to sprout during the early nineteenth century—1810 at the University of Berlin and 1812 at the Sorbonne. The discipline of History viewed time serially and diachronically. Time in historical narratives proceeded linearly and sequentially. Historical narratives posited a “serial view of social causality.” Anderson suggests, “[T]his sense of the world [“serial view of social causality”] was now speedily deepening its grip on Western imaginations.”21 Smith’s phrases “train of things” and “chain of … events” explored the seriality of social casualty. A connection of succession associated two object that appeared unlike, but “have often been observed to follow each other, and have constantly presented themselves to the senses in that order, they come to be so connected together in the fancy, that the idea of the one seems, of its own accord, to call up and introduce that of the other.”22 This formulation is one of the roots of causality within historical narratives.

Within the observer’s imagination, two distinct objects of study are associated with each other through order and temporality of appearance.

They fall in with the natural career of the imagination; and as the ideas which represented such a train of things would seem all mutually to introduce each other, every last thought to be called up by the foregoing, and to call up the succeeding; so when the objects themselves occur, every last event seems, in the same manner, to be introduced by the foregoing, and to introduce the succeeding. There is no break, no stop, no gap, no interval. The ideas excited by so coherent a chain of things seem, as it were, to float through the mind of their own accord, without obliging it to exert itself, or to make any effort in order to pass from one of them to another.23

The above fragment introduced themes that dominated the writing of Euro-American, liberal, bourgeois history for the next two hundred years. Historical narratives, influenced by Smith, appeared as cohesive consensuses, a “coherent chain of things,” that progressed linearly through “homogenous, empty time.”24 A historical narrative influenced by Smith, traversed through time like a giant river, constantly flowing forward toward its end, its definitive conclusion. Events unfolded logically. Past events led to present events, present events led to future events. These narratives did not represent surprises and accidents. Everything appeared as a “coherent chain of things.” Historical narratives written in this manner are dangerous. The narratives supported the power structures in which they were created. “History is the discourse of power, the discourse of the obligations power uses to subjugate; it is also the dazzling discourse that power uses to fascinate, terrorize, and immobilize,” writes Foucault.25 Historical narratives influenced by Smith’s ideas did not allow for the envisioning of alternative possibilities or alternative realities. They argued that the condition of the “present” was the result of logical, inevitable “progress” from the “past.”

Michel Foucault offers an escape from linear, cohesive historical narratives that progress toward the present. Foucault argues that historical narratives are discourses of power; they are weapons of power. Historical narratives subjugate, exclude, and marginalize individuals who do not fit neatly into a cohesive, linear narrative. Those individuals and their ideas are forgotten and erased from history. Foucault suggests that historians who use a genealogical methodology can resurrect forgotten individuals and knowledges. Most often, inspiration from these forgotten individuals and knowledges help people envision alternative power structures. Foucault writes,

Compared to the attempt to inscribe knowledges in the power-hierarchy typical of science, genealogy is, then, a sort of attempt to desubjugate historical knowledges, to set them free, or in other words to enable them to oppose and struggle against the coercion of a unitary, formal, and scientific theoretical discourse. The project of these disorderly and tattered genealogies is to reactivate local knowledges—Deleuze would no doubt call them “minor”—against the scientific hierarchizalization of knowledge and its intrinsic power-effects.26

The fragment articulates Foucault’s historical methodology. Foucault suggests that historians should look for successful and failed challenges to power, examine institutions that appear inevitable, and search for knowledges that appear marginalized, forgotten, and subjugated in the present. Foucault teaches historians to focus their investigations upon how power operates—its tactics and strategies—and power’s “extremities, at where its exercise became less and less juridical.”27

Foucault challenges historians to reconceptualize power. Power for Foucault does not emanate from one central point; it is not fixed or stable. On the contrary, power is “something that circulates, or rather as something that functions only when it is part of a chain.” Foucault continues, “Power functions. Power is exercised through networks, and individuals do not simply circulate in those networks; they are in a position to both submit to and exercise this power. …power passes through individuals. It is not applied to them.”28 Foucault’s description of power, could be Smith’s description of knowledge production. Both circulate, function in networks and chains, pass through bodies, and subjugate and empower people. Smith’s influence is overwhelming. Even theorists who wish to criticize the processes of Enlightenment knowledge production Smith epitomizes fall prey to his logic.

The Internet propels Smith’s scheme of knowledge production into hyper-speed. The Internet and infotechnological communication accelerates temporality and erases geospace before our eyes. Paul Virilio writes, “[W]ith the decline of the nation-state and the discrete revival in new forms of politics by the media, by the multi-media constituted by these networks and screens which show us the acceleration of time.”29 For the approximately seventy million planetary Internet “users”, local time becomes global time, local space becomes cyberspace. Internet users, members of a “techno-cult” instantly travel the planet through the click of a mouse and stroke of a key.30 They become connected to machines. Experience becomes mechanical. Knowledge becomes virtual. Unlike, in the eighteenth-century, members of the twenty-first-century techno-cult do not acquire knowledge through visual, direct observation. Instead, they acquire knowledge through technological mediation, virtual observation of a “real.” The methodology of knowledge acquisition has changed. The categorization, classification, and organization stays somewhat the same. Twentieth-first-century categories, unlike eighteenth-century categories, appear mutable, changeable, fluid, and permeable. The appearances of categories change through infotechnological mediation. Thanks to the increasing speed of knowledge creation and knowledge circulation, no knowledge, no category, no organization of knowledge appears stable. The speed of knowledge circulation questions the feasibility of categorization. Disciplines blur. Academic bandits prowl disciplinary borderlands. Cutting-edge knowledge appears under the guise of interdisciplinarity—perhaps a better term is superdisciplinarity.

The Encyclopedia of Life is a prime example of collaborative, superdisciplinary knowledge production. Construction of the Encyclopedia unites biologists, botanists, zoologists, linguists, and “species and computer software experts from across the world.” The production of the Encyclopedia erases geospace between academic experts. Dr. James Edwards, the director of the Encyclopedia, gushes, “The Encyclopedia of Life will provide valuable biodiversity and conservation information to anyone, anywhere, at any time. … Through collaboration, we all can increase our appreciation of the immense variety of life, the challenges to it, and ways to conserve biodiversity.” The consumption of the Encyclopedia shall erase geospace between content and user. Members of the techno-cult rejoice: instantaneous accessibility of “valuable” information from everywhere and anywhere upon the planet.

The Encyclopedia’s creators envision that the complete encyclopedia shall contain information on all 1.8 million of the planet’s living organisms. Users—“scientists, policy makers, students and public”—shall use this information to “discover and protect the wonders of the planet and encourage learning and conservation.” Users, members of the techno-cult, shall discover and know the “planet” through technological mediation. Users shall know the planet through categories dictated by the Encyclopedia’s creators. The hyperlinked encyclopedia shall not erase the hierarchicalization of knowledge, the power of knowledge. Information presented in the Encyclopedia shall “be gathered and vetted by experts before appearing on the website.” However, the experts shall reserve a “a special section” for “citizen scientists” to share their observations of “the natural world.”31

Planetary warming and multifront planetary warfare endanger the planet’s 1.8 billion living organisms. The Encyclopedia categorizes, classifies, and “will ultimately make high-quality, well-organized information available on an unprecedented level.” Technological advances allow for the Encyclopedia’s creation. Edwards argues, “advances in technology for searching, annotating, and visualizing information now permit us, indeed mandate us to build the Encyclopedia of Life.”32 Technology enables and demands knowledge production and consumption. The Encyclopedia of Life’s cyber-location is critical. Only the Internet shall survive the impending devastation of planetary war and warming. When the 1.8 million organisms perish, the Encyclopedia of Life, floating in the ether of the cyberworld shall contain the necessary information to recreate and resurrect the dead. Of course, an “integral accident,” or the dropping of an “information bomb” could destroy the Encyclopedia of Life and all the hyperlinked “knowledge” it contains.33

Users of the Encyclopedia of Life do not perform the same self-disciplinary exercises as Smith’s eighteenth-century readers. Twenty-first-century users navigate instantaneously and simultaneously through a hyperlinked virtual reality. The Encyclopedia’s categories discipline its users’ perceptions of planetary “reality.” The users’ interaction with hyperlinked virtual reality blurs identity, encourages individual identity mutation, and destroys individual, particular, local categories. Users are no longer men, women, and children of the nation state. Users are planetary men, women, and children. As the Encyclopedia works to maintain biological classification and categorization, it shall erode the divisions of nation states. The Encyclopedia shall usher in an age of universal, planetary identity—planetary, techno-cult conformity.

1 “Coming Soon All Knowledge,” The New York Times, May 9, 2007, sec. A. The paragraph reads, “The world’s scientists plan to compile everything they know about all of Earth’s 1.8 million known species and put it all on one Web site, without charge and open to everyone. The effort, the Encyclopedia of Life, will include species descriptions, maps, videos and links to entire genomes. Its first pages of information will be shown today in Washington, where the effort, expected to take 10 years, is being announced by some of the world’s leading institutions. Two foundations have given $12.5 million to pay for the first two and a half years of the project.” The Encyclopedia of Life web address is http://www.eol.org/.


2 Adam Smith, Essays on Philosophical Subjects, eds. W.P.D. Wightman and J.C. Bryce (Indianapolis: Liberty Classics, 1982). Unca Eliza Winkfield, The Female American, ed. Michelle Burnham (Peterborough, ON: Broadview Press, 2002).


3 Michel Foucault, “Society Must Be Defended”: Lectures at the Collège de France, 1975-1976, eds. Mauro Bertani and Alessandro Fontana, trans. David Macey (New York: Picador, 2003), 35.


4 Foucault, 34-39.


5 Smith, 37-38.


6 Smith, 32.


7 Jürgen Habermas, The Structural Transformation of the Public Sphere: An Inquiry into a Category of Bourgeois Society, trans. Thomas Burger with the assistance of Frederick Lawrence (Cambridge, MA: The MIT Press, 1991 [1962]), 40-43.


8 Benedict Anderson, Imagined Communities, revised ed. (London: Verso, 2006), 38-44.


9 Winkfield, Appendix C, “The Monthly Review; or, Literary Journal [vol. 36 (1767) 238], 192.


10 Smith, 33-34.


11 Smith, 39.


12 Winkfield, 35.


13 Winkfield, 49.


14 Winkfield, 55.


15 Winkfield, 64.


16 Winkfield, 101-102.


17 Winkfield, 102-103.


18 Foucault, 242-243, 247.


19 Anderson, 165.


20 Anderson, 169.


21 Anderson, 194.


22 Smith, 40.


23 Smith, 41.


24 The phrase “homogenous, empty time” belongs to Anderson, 26.


25 Foucault, 68.


26 Foucault, 10.


27 Foucault, 28.


28 Foucault, 29.


29 Paul Virilio, The Information Bomb, trans. Chris Turner (London: Verso, 2000), 108.


30 The term “techno-cult” from Virilio’s phrase “totalitarian techno-cult”, 39.


31 Paul Eccleston, “The Whole Story of Life on Earth to go Online,” Telegraph.co.uk, May 10, 2007, http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2007/05/10/nlife10.xml (accessed May 10, 2007) contains all of the quotes included in the last two paragraphs.


32 Paul Eccleston, “Encyclopedia of Life goes online,” Telegraph.co.uk. May 9, 2007, http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/main.jhtml?xml=/earth/2007/05/09/eaencyc09.xml (accessed May 10, 2007).


33 Virilio, 132-134.

06 June 2007

Britain: Double-Decker Graves

Show me your cemeteries, and I will tell you what kind of people you have.--Benjamin Franklin
Today, The New York Times, a liberal-bourgeois rag, reports:
The [British] government approved the reuse of grave sites to ease overcrowding in cemeteries, many of which are expected to reach capacity within decades. Under the procedure, cemetery managers would be allowed to exhume old remains, deepen a grave and rebury the body, leaving space on top for a second body. What happens to the headstone would be up to local authorities, but the Ministry of Justice, which is behind the change, said one possibility was adding a second occupant’s name beneath the first.
Perhaps Britain could learn from France's cemeteries:
"Britain: Double-Decker Graves" [NY Times]

05 June 2007

South African Workers Strike

South African labor news:

Strikers have new gripe--no sex
JOHANNESBURG (Reuters) - South African workers striking over pay and benefits have a new complaint -- they no longer have the energy for sex.

Monroe Mkalipi, a regional chairman of the powerful COSATU federations of trade unions, complained that work conditions are so tough workers can't perform in the bedroom.

"The harshness that we have in all our workplaces is so severe to such a point that when you get home at night it becomes a problem expanding our families," the SAPA news agency quoted him as saying.

Public sector workers are negotiating with the government to increase pay for the first time since 2004.
Finally, a legitimate labor grievance!

"Strikers have new gripe--no sex" [Reuters]

Riot for "backwardness"

Nowhere in the world do castes queue up to be branded as backward. Nowhere in the world is there a competition to become backward.--India Supreme Court Ruling, March 2007
The Indian government considers the Guijars an 'Other Backward Class'. However, the Guijars consider themselves more 'backward' than an 'Other Backward Class'. They rioted to express their anger at the government's classification.
They burned buses during the morning rush hour. They threw stones at trains packed with passengers and at the police. By Monday evening, after a week of violent protests that began in tourist-friendly Rajasthan State and ended up here unsettling the nation’s capital, the Gujjars got their way.

The violence began a week ago when clashes between protesters and the police left 14 dead, including a police officer. The Gujjars responded by destroying public and private property and cutting off highways and train lines to tourist attractions like the Taj Mahal. By the end, 11 more people had died.
The Guijars' violence convinced Indian government bureaucrats to review Guijar backwardness. The Guijars hope, for affirmative action purposes, to be classified as a 'Scheduled Tribe'. The government considers 'Scheduled Tribes' 'more socially and economically deprived [than Other Backward Class] and thus are eligible for more benefits'.

In response, the Minas, another 'tribe', pressured the government to not recognize the Guijars as a 'Scheduled Tribe'.
...the Minas, the largest group in Rajasthan, opposed sharing the spoils of tribal backwardness. They gathered in their strongholds with homemade weapons, warning the government not to cede to Gujjar demands.
Let the battle for the most 'backward tribe' begin!

"Indian Officials to Rule How ‘Backward’ Group Is" [NY Times]
"Lower-caste Indians riot — in demand to be considered even lower" [International Herald Tribune]
"Police post burnt, roads blocked in India caste riot" [Reuters]

"Historic Jamestowne"

Welcome! This year marks the 400th anniversary of Jamestown's founding. You are part of a long tradition of people traveling to Jamestown, site of the first permanent English settlement in North America.--"2007 Site Guide"

...though there are countless traces of the past around us—monuments, temples, written records, tombs, artefacts, and so on—this past is increasingly inaccessible, external to us. At the same time, for all kinds of reasons, we feel we need it, if only as some sort of anchor.--Benedict Anderson, "Western Nationalism and Eastern Nationalism"
Yesterday I visited "Historic Jamestowne: The Beginning". It's a wonderful "historic" site owned by the United States Government and operated by the National Park Service. Before exiting the main building, the "Visitor Center", I visited its small museum. The museum's plaques and artifacts convincingly and successfully placed Jamestowne within an Atlantic interpretive paradigm. The museum argued that interactions between historical actors and cultures from Europe, Africa, and the Americas coalesced at Jamestowne. The museum admirably tried to incorporate women, servants, and African slaves, the most mute individuals within historical documents, into its interpretation.

I left the museum and slowly walked along a footbridge toward the "Tercentennial Monument". The monument is tall, very tall. It shoots straight up into the air! It dominates "Historic Jamestowne, America's Birthplace."
The monument is symbolic. It appears as a giant penis! It was erected in 1907, the 300 year anniversary of Jamestowne's founding and 9 years after the United States began imperialist adventures in Cuba and the Philippines. The monument commemorates the English imperialists' insemination of a virgin continent. The 104 male imperialists' ravaged a small portion of North America, along the coast of the Atlantic. Through violence, terror, and exploitation Englishmen planted a tiny seed named Jamestowne that grew and blossomed into the United States, the greatest nation in the world.

All imperialist ventures are sexual acts! Jamestowne and it's phallic monument reminds visitors of the processes and consequences of imperialist intercourse.

Two thumbs up for "Historic Jamestowne"!

04 June 2007

My Future Wife

I met my future wife! She sent an email to me! Here is what she wrote, in beautiful, broken, typo-plagued prose:

Dearest ONE
Assalam alaikum and may the peace of gracious Allah be with you,please I have a problem which I need help from you, however is not mandatory nor will I in any manner compel you to honour it against your wish. I am AISHA MOHAMMED, 19 years old and the only daughter of my late parents Mr. and Mrs.MOHAMMED.

My father was a highly reputable business man (a coacoa merchant)he operated in the capital city of Ivory coast during his days.My fathers died mysteriously in France during one of his business trips abroad on 12th.Febuary 2005.Though his sudden death was linked or rather suspected to have been masterminded by an uncle of his who travelled with him at that time.
But Allah knows the truth! My mother died when I was just 4 years old on child birth according to what my father told me,The time for her delivery was complete and the doctor did not know because according to my father the doctor told them that my mother was not going through labour because according to his own prediction my mother had about one month more to deliver. So before they rialise she was on labour, it has taken about two days and she became very weak and could not make it during child delivery.Since then my father took me so special. Before his death on February 12/ 2005 which came to me as a suprise

I have stoped schooling because i cant afford to pay for school fees anymore. But i have gone to my fahers lawyer to find that my father have money to the tune of eight million, seven hundred thousand United State Dollars.(USD$8.700,000) left in a Trust company which according to he lawyer he propossed using for a foreign business transaction.

Upon this informatioin given to me by the lawyer i have also gone ot the Trust company where the money is deposited,to find out, according to what the lawyer told me.My fahter deposited this money and no name was given to them as the beneficiary. They are therefore asking me as the daughter to the depositor, to forward to them the name of Beneficiary of this money.
I will like to continue my studies but that will not be here again in cote d‘ ivorie. There is political unrest here and nobody knows what the next day will bring. People are now leaving in fear here.I know you may ask why didnt my father deposit the money in my name. I want you to know that our muslim rights by the almighty allah still permits him to mary more than one wife, which i know he has started making some moves towards marrying two more wives because he said he has morned my mother a long time.

I want you come and stand inn as my fathers foreign business partner who this money is made for. But please i want to beg you by the almighty allah to be faithull to me.And tell me you will not because am a girl cheat on me. I will like to come over to your country and finish my school get a better job and get a good husband and settle down for life.If you like we can as well go into a joint business of any type in your country. I like selling ladies wears and their makeups, i still like jewellries.So if this mail is acceptable to you i will like yo to send to me your personal information:Pls contact me with this yahoo.id aisha_mohammed2007@yahoo.fr.
Thank you very much and may the almighty allah continue to protect you and your family.
Aisha Mohammed
I'm in love! I finally found my African, Muslim bride! It feels great to be in love! This summer, I shall travel to Côte d'Ivoire to meet my future bride, Aisha Mohammed.

I shall keep all of you posted on our courtship.

"schlubby Jew sperm"

Last night, while watching the MTV Movie Awards, I learned that sexpot Eva Mendes loves "Jew sperm".

Mendes: 'You know, Seth [Rogen], maybe someday we can star in a best summer movie together.'
Rogen: 'I'd love to. But I should just tell you, I only make movies about impregnating women with my schlubby Jew sperm'.
Mendes: 'Oh my GOD, I LOVE Jew sperm'.
Rogen: 'Oh, it's the best. Some of the best. It might be the best type of sperm'.
Mendes: 'It's my favorite'.
I just called my local rabbi. I'm converting to Judaism!

FYI:
Wikipedia's instructions on how to convert to Judaism.
Internet conversion instructions for individuals who live where no rabbis live.
About.com's conversion resources.
Soyouwanna.com's provides much needed assistance.

Bio-car bomb

We are looking at a very nasty summer.--Toby Dodge, Queen Mary College University of London
3 June. Iraq. Car bomb explodes outside Forward Operating Base Warhorse in Diyala province. An Iraqi employed at the base claimed the bomb contained chlorine gas. The U.S. military issued a statement that described the gas as an "off-color smoke". Many U.S. soldiers complained of watery eyes and breathing difficulties. No reported U.S. casualties. Iraqi casualties unreported.
"Something made them feel ill," said Lt. Col. Christopher C. Garver, a U.S. military spokesman in Baghdad. "What it is specifically, we haven't figured that out yet."

"This is going to get harder before it gets easier. We're fighting a determined, adaptive enemy that's trying to derail the security plan and kill as many American soldiers as it can," Garver said.
Throughout the summer insurgents shall perfect bio-car bombs. On top of bio-car bombs, the attacks of insurgents shall grow increasingly complex, sophisticated, and lethal. Dig in. A violent, bloody summer is on its way.

In other news, "in Baghdad, Iraqi police patrols found at least 21 bodies, the victims of apparent sectarian killings."

"Gaseous Cloud Sickens Dozens in Iraq" [Washington Post]
"Attacks on U.S. Troops in Iraq Grow in Lethality, Complexity" [Washington Post]

03 June 2007

Sunday Reading List

We read the order or the disorder of the world in the 'major incidents' of the world news.--Baudrillard, Cool Memories

Print Media:
  1. Kurt Jacobsen's "The Mystique of Genetic Correctness" [Logos]
  2. Lisa Belkin's "Time Wasted? Perhaps It’s Well Spent" [NY Times]
  3. Lucas Graves's "In the Event of Global Disaster, the Ultimate Crop Backup System" [Wired]
  4. Cullen Murphy's "The Sack of Washington" [Vanity Fair]
  5. Drake Bennett's "Environmental defense" [Boston Globe]
  6. Mimi Hall's "Sci-fi writers join war on terror" [USA Today]

Bloggers:
  1. Foucault's Lunchbox; "Manifesto of the Week: No More Monuments to the Male Orgasm!"
  2. Chronofile.net; "Cindy Sheehan and the politics of depletion"
  3. Global Guerrillas; "JOURNAL: Guerrilla economies"
  4. Den of Hydralisks; "Al-Quaeda torture methods. Yummy!"
  5. Right Truth; "Does unwillingness to employ force demonstrate weakness?"
  6. Blurred Clarity; "Madeleine McCann: Hysterical Madness"
Bonus:

Fragments from France Soir:
'She treated me like a servant', said the lumberjack, husband of the missing chatelaine. Murder, say the police. But Roger claims she ran away. In slippers.... A fruitless search....

'I hate you', the fiendish Huguette told her lover in the car that led to the killers' arrest. She couldn't forgive his flirting....

He prepared breakfast for his wife and daughters before killing them, then taking his own life.

From our correspondent: Unimaginable massacres in East Africa. Hutus have sawed off the legs of giant Tutsis, their former masters, to bring them down to size. Rwanda's rivers are choked with the bodies of 20,000 victims. The king, 7'2" tall, has fled the country. Peking supports the kingdom of giants.

Sunday Music

02 June 2007

The "cyber war" that was(n't)

We live in a world where there is more and more information, and less and less meaning.--Baudrillard, Simulacra and Simulation

Reality itself is captured in a framework of virtual images, in a sham universe which becomes experience itself.--"Airs de Paris" room description, Centre Pompidou
Both print media (NY Times, The Economist, Washington Post, Newsday, The Guardian) and bloggers (Crawjo, Global Guerrillas, Rhymes With Right, Thomas P.M. Barnett) have reported and analyzed the "cyber war" between Russia and Estonia. They're not alone. Many of you may recall that Baudrillard's Bastard suggested that the Internet and "cyber warfare" shall become an increasingly important component of the tactics and strategies of nation-state warfare. All reporters and most bloggers have assumed that a cyber attack actually occurred. However, during the past few days, certain Internet media establishments (AlterNet, PC World, ITPro, Heise Security) allege that the so called, "cyber war", did not occur as originally reported.

In the coming days, there shall be a debate in certain corners of the Internet about whether nation-states or individuals waged a "cyber war", or if the reported event was a cyber attack, cyber accident, or cyber propaganda. The muck and messiness shall dissolve into incomprehension. What we thought had happened will turn out to not have happened. As Virilio suggests, it's impossible to tell the difference between actions of individuals and actions of nation-states, accidents, attacks, and propaganda in our hypermodern world of simultaneous cyber-interconnectivity. Actual events do not exist. We navigate a reality of media produced events built from the fragments of non-events.

Paris: Metro Advert

Information is not knowledge, it is making-known, and this has its counterpart in making-out-that-one-knows--in pretend knowledge. Propaganda, ideology and advertising are not belief, but making-believe, which has its response in making-out-that-one-believes--in pretend belief.--Baudrillard, Cool Memories IV
While descending the stairs of the Paris Metro, I could think of only one thing: Adverts. Okay, of many things, classified under one category.

An advert for "Kirikou & Karaba: La Comedie Musicale" quickly became my favorite. I enjoyed seeing a black woman, sporting an 8-spike haircut, large gold crown, earrings, necklaces, arm bracelets, and boobie bracelets. She had her mouth opened wide. I could see her teeth and her tongue. Was she screaming? Was she singing? Was she sighing? Was she just a mouth breather? I don't know.
In the above photo you may notice that the woman is staring directly at you. Wherever I moved on the platform, I could see her staring at me. She was beckoning me to see her perform in "La Comedie Musicale". After a few minutes, maybe five minutes, I moved my eyes to the left.

On the left was a baby. A naked, smiling, black baby. He appeared to be skipping toward the woman's head. He had one tuff of hair at the top of his head, humongous eyes, a large smile, and held his arms open wide. I wondered if he was Kirikou or Karaba? (Obviously, I have not seen Michel Ocelot's films: Kirikou et la Sorcière (1998) and Kirikou et les Bêtes Sauvages (2005).)


Sadly, during my last Paris Metro ride, I noticed my favorite advert had disappeared.

01 June 2007

British public service employee union considers boycott of Israel

Two prolific blog writers (Crawjo and Woman Honor Thyself) have shared their thoughts on the British intelligentsia's attempt to boycott the Israeli intelligentsia. Few bloggers, or at least the bloggers I read, have noticed that the largest labor union in Britain, Unison, a union of public service employees with 1.3 million members, shall place a resolution calling for an economic and cultural boycott of Israel on the agenda of its annual national conference beginning 19 June.

A fragment of text from Unison's website:

Unison believes the appropriate response is to support the growing international moves towards a union-based campaign of boycott and sanctions against Israeli institutions, in line with the call from over 170 Palestinian civil society organizations including the Palestine General Federation of Trade Unions and individual unions and labor collectives.
[...]
during 2006, Israel invaded Lebanon and Gaza, withheld tax revenues form the Palestine Authority and refused dialogue with the elected Authority following the democratic elections of January 2006, resealed the borders of Gaza, expanded illegal settlements in the West Bank, and continued the construction of the illegal Apartheid Wall.
Will the nation state of Israel become a worldwide pariah? The attempts to institute an economic and cultural boycott of Israel conjure memories of the tactics and strategies nation states in the Americas and Europe used against South Africa's apartheid regime.
I must admit, I could careless.

"Largest Labor Union in Britain May Consider a Boycott of Israel" [NY Times]
"Fears spread of UK boycott campaign" [Jerusalem Post]