Dan Wang on Tue, 30 Dec 2003 11:01:40 +0100 (CET) |
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Fátima, > I may have posted this here before, but is relevant again - the point being > that, at this point in tme, we need more than a storyteller, but an > activist and a cultural worker - not only in Asia or the Arab world, but in > the US. For the Americans to liberate themselves, they may act upon three > world issues (as Walden Bello pointed out below) within which they have > played a leading role: > > 1. Drive the US out of Iraq and Afghanistan. > 2. Stop Israel from destroying the Palestinian people. > 3. Impose the rule of law on outlaw, rogue states like the US, Britain, and > Israel. Americans are soft. We are the children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and great-great grandchildren of immigrants, settlers, runaway outlaws. We don't know what it means to struggle, because our immigrant ancestors did all the struggling for us. So we could have a better life. So we could be soft. In the US, activists and non-activists alike of my generation, with few individual exceptions, are soft. Not like the earlier generations, the ones who really changed the course of capitalist-imperialist history. Not like the blood and guts strikers, student radicals, and anarchists of 35, 70, and 110 years ago. Not like the civil rights marchers of John Lewis's youth. Not even of the same species as the underground railroad workers, to say nothing of the resistant amerindians. And, it must be said, not like those who fought in wwII, many of whom were, let us not forget, of a fairly salty and untamed character. Which is all to say the prospects for a "liberation" originating from within the US are slim, at least one reason being this general American condition of the citizenry living as spoiled adults (spoiled children are much easier to deal with). Because struggling for anything, including our own liberation, is really not a pleasant thing all the time, and in fact may require taking risks that may result in the loss of comfort, privilege, physical freedom, and your drivers license (the real American certificate of freedom). Physical harm may even be a possibility to those who fight the power--a kind comparable to the risk of violence many Americans endure everyday, but only because we have to. I'm talking about myself, too. I'm an activist. I help organize activist stuff, go to demonstrations, give money. Do and say things in public, and directly to strangers. Work on the three world issues listed above, and more. But I don't put myself (and my household) at real risk. I don't Break the Rules. The problem? There are too many people like me. Even the rule breakers have rules. Nowadays in the US, civil disobedience is unbelievably obedient. How can we free ourselves if even our bravest vanguards cannot block a door for more than thirty seconds? Some on this list may say, Well that's the old activism, what we need is the new activism, the diffuse power of the always present, always absent network. Sure we do; it's all complementary, I'm down with that. But there are very few risks taken even then. Because we are scared, and with good reason. The punishments are harsh; cutting off one's income can ruin what was a really good life. I'm sure it sounds completely ridiculous and offensive to people who don't have the American way of life, but this is what I see going on. And, remember, I said we are spoiled. How then, for the concerned American, to best stop this machine from within, when we are fundamentally unwilling to free ourselves of it? When many of us are now assimilated into the machine at an ever earlier age? Like my (another activist!) friend's two-year-old, for whom his grandmother set up a *retirement* account before he was even born? I really don't know. But this country's addiction to convenience and comfort may prove the saving grace. I saw a telling photo the other day of an American soldier hit by shrapnel being carried through the coalition encampment's game room. How many C-130s worth of foosball tables have been airlifted to Iraq, I wondered? The game rooms already are a form of admission, of the simple fact that our reservists are so accustomed to the video game lifestyle that such gear is considered a necessity in a war zone. In the end it may be that our warring will be reduced considerably by our sheer intolerance for discomfort, disruption, and inconvenience, more than for any other reason. Dan w. # distributed via <nettime>: no commercial use without permission # <nettime> is a moderated mailing list for net criticism, # collaborative text filtering and cultural politics of the nets # more info: majordomo@bbs.thing.net and "info nettime-l" in the msg body # archive: http://www.nettime.org contact: nettime@bbs.thing.net