Monthly Archives: December 2012

Now That We Know

WATCHMAN, WHAT OF THE NIGHT?

WATCHMAN, WHAT OF THE NIGHT?

The looming of DP began with two images from 2011: the vicious pepper spraying of a small group of students who were attempting to slow the transformation of their university into a delivery system for banking services; and the pinched face of Jon Corzine, who had engaged in what seemed a massively fraudulent transfer of wealth from the many to the one – himself.

As of this writing, the recipients of the large dose of oleoresin capsicum have been awarded a million dollar settlement for their troubles, while Mr. Corzine remains at large. We hereby nominate Jon Corzine as the Poster Boy for our increasingly bifurcated legal system, one where the poor receive instant incarceration while the rich pay fines or make donations to the coffers of political campaigns, and then return with impunity to the Grand Casino.

For much of the year, we have been digging into the deformed conscience of the American imagination; forensic archaeology in search of clues for how a republic founded on the celebration of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness could transform itself, all too seamlessly, into a rogue state that sanctions torture and remote control murder, executed in the name of “national security”. What begins in secret rendition and foreign black sites gradually becomes domestically mainstreamed, with the treatment of Bradley Manning offering a transitional experiment in how much the sleepwalking American public is willing to accommodate.

In this final DP post for 2012, we submit a montage of excerpts from an excellent essay by the tenacious and skilled attorney Gareth Peirce, author of Dispatches from the Dark Side: On Torture and the Death of Justice:

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EARLY EXAMPLE OF A STRESS POSITION

EARLY EXAMPLE OF A STRESS POSITION

By reviewing the 17th century case of the revolutionary Leveller John Lilburne (“Freedom John”), Ms. Peirce urges our consideration of the deep relationship between the rejection of barbarous and tyrannical treatment of individuals and the development of due process:

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IN TORTURE WE TRUST

IN TORTURE WE TRUST

Fundamental to both the English and the American revolutions is the Leveller conviction that basic human rights are inalienable:

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NAUSEA

Déjà Vu

Memory is short, when the political body floods itself with rage, or racism, or the hunger for revenge:

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THE TIPTON THREE

Acting through whatever remains functional within the legal system, a handful of individuals forced the truth to the surface, documenting a wide range of abuses suffered by often completely innocent captives at Guantanamo Bay and other “facilities”:

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HIGH ENTERTAINMENT VALUE?

AWARD WINNING ENTERTAINMENT

Ms. Peirce closes with the question that is also our question, as we look ahead to 2013:

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Pedagogy for a Dead Conscience

WHAT IS GOOD

WHAT IS GOOD?

In a recent Tomgram op-ed, former State Department official Peter Van Buren takes note of our extraordinary (can-do!) capacity for avoiding the uncomfortable implications of our most definitive actions:

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The nightmare of torture is a far cry from Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness. How did we get here? Way back in 1979, the brilliant Eva Brann wrote an exceptional (thus largely ignored) treatise, Paradoxes of Education in a Republic, in which she argues:

EB1Anticipating the familiar objection that such an education would be considered by many to be an unsupportable luxury, Ms. Brann writes:

EB2The tone of her book indicates that Ms. Brann thought that the situation could hardly get any worse than it was in 1979; alas, the precipitous disintegration was just getting started. Within a generation, the notion of a classically defined liberal arts education available by right to all citizens now seems like a remote and impossible dream. Instead, we have conceived an education system derived from the most narrow conception of instrumental utility, one that could hardly be expected to produce engaged and informed citizens within a vibrant republic. As chronicled by the dissenting Henri Giroux:

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Within such a suffocating pedagogy, the sorts of inquiries and dialogues necessary for the sustenance of an evolved moral and ethical consciousness – itself fundamental for the civic life (and civic conscience) of a constitutional republic – wither and die. Eva Brann’s “driving impetus”, the basic human question of what is good, fades into the most brutally degraded instrumentality: the philosophical disposition for black sites, rendition, supermax isolation and torture.

The price for such degradation is steep. Returning once again to Mr. Van Buren:

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STARS AND STRIPES

SCHOOLED


The Life Breakers

ANY QUESTIONS?

ANY QUESTIONS?

We make no comment on (and will not see) the latest attempt to tap into the goldmine of the killing of Osama Bin Laden, as expressed in the movie Zero Dark Thirty. We have spent the past year examining very closely the genesis of “enhanced” interrogation; it is unlikely that Ms. Bigelow and Mr. Boal have conjured anything fresh to add to this enquiry. Nonetheless, we did take note of a script fragment as represented in the trailer, in which one of the characters – a specialist in the application of enhanced techniques – says:

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≈≈≈≈≈

In her masterful (peerless) examination of the conscience of Franz Stangl, Gitta Sereny dialogues at length with Treblinka survivor Richard Glazer, who tells her:

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Terrence Des Pres further explores this idea in his pioneering study The Survivor, written not long after Sereny’s journey into the darkest corners of the consciousness that sustained Treblinka:

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EMBEDDED WISDOM

EMBEDDED WISDOM

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A TALENT FOR LIFE

A TALENT FOR LIFE

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Torture, particularly the sort of “no touch” torture that has been refined and polished in the course of the past ten years during the so-called war on terror, is designed to mangle and destroy that “bank of knowledge embedded in the body’s cells”. As such, the real function of places like the facility at Guantanamo Bay is to serve as a sort of laboratory for the breaking of life itself – not just individual lives, but the deeper rhythms of biological survival.

Consider the case of Adnan Latif. There is considerable evidence that suggests that Mr.Latif was not a militant fanatic engaged in violent acts but rather an innocent young man suffering from a brain injury suffered in a near fatal car accident, who by sheer bad fortune was opportunistically sold to the Gitmo Life Breaking Lab as a research animal. In the final desperate communication to his lawyers, he writes:

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A POET INSIDE THE LIFE BREAKING LAB

POEMS FROM INSIDE THE LAB

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Mr. Latif intuitively grasps the true meaning of his suffering, that the assault on his own person – through a regime of drugs and humiliating Gitmo Torture Lab protocols and medical “treatments”- was nothing less than an assault on life itself. In the end, his talent for life, so evident in his struggle to recover from his brain injury, was crushed by the life breakers.

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IN THE END


We Are Bradley Manning

What Can You Do?

YEAH BUT WHAT CAN YOU DO ABOUT IT?

In her book Regarding the Pain of Others, Susan Sontag notes that “Compassion is an unstable emotion. It needs to be translated into action, or it withers.”

Bearing witness is not enough. Looking carefully at the shoes of the other is meaningless; one must be willing to actually put them on, to actively identify. Otherwise, the emotion quickly dissolves into apathy and cynicism, which the world already has in abundance.

Such identification then becomes an act of self-discovery, an understanding that the suffering of the other is unified with our own suffering. Compassion is not pity, with suffering held at arm’s length, feeling sorry, but rather an active placement and conjoining of the self with the position and circumstances of the other.

In an excellent interview with Bill Moyers about her Charter for Compassion, well worth watching in its entirety, Karen Armstrong says:

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With this in mind, we are grateful to defense attorney David Coombs for steering us towards a website where individuals perform simple acts of identification and justice regarding the ongoing incarceration of Bradley Manning:

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Attorney Coombs tells us that Mr. Manning looks forward to a day when he might engage in public service:

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We look forward with relish to Bradley Manning winning an election to congress, and then standing, fully clothed, among those who once clamored for his death. In the meantime, we shall try to stand in his shoes.

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Tempered in Hell

LET US WEEP TOGETHER

LET US WEEP TOGETHER

In her book Twelve Steps Towards a Compassionate Life, Karen Armstrong identifies the key historical and philosophical axis that provides the context for her powerful, simple and persuasive thesis:

kaThe reference to Jaspers descends from his often overlooked Way to Wisdom, published in 1951:

axialjaspersWe have enormous respect for Karen Armstrong, not only for her lucid navigations through world religions, but also for her most beautiful idea of all: the Charter for Compassion:

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Such a Charter, intended as a practical guide and inspiration for hundreds of independent initiatives around the world, sounds almost shockingly naive during a time when the axis of compassion seems broken beyond repair. It would be easy to hide out in some darkly poetic obscurantism, or simply withdrawal into radical misanthropy.

Here at DP, as we examine the raw and festering global woundscape, we struggle with both temptations every day. Yet Armstrong’s brilliant Charter, arrived at through extensive interfaith dialogues, offers a different path, one that bypasses both church and state (where cycles of hatred and violence appear to have acquired unstoppable momentum) to appeal directly to individuals and communities.

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In reading the Charter while surrounded (suffocated) by evidence of degradation and atrocity, we are reminded of the stunning passage (often misquoted) from Vassily Grossman’s Life and Fate. Following hundreds of pages that grimly document all the woeful modulations of savagery, he writes:

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We are also reminded of that haunting dialogue between man and boy along Cormac McCarthy’s sunless road:

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OR REFUSE TO OBEY

OR REFUSE TO OBEY


To A Louse

TWEET TWEET

TWEET TWEET TWEET

We do not normally concern ourselves with clownish parodies of wrath, yet for the odious Donald Trump, we must make an exception. It seems that The Donald wishes to fire all of Scotland after the unruly Scots elected Michael Forbes as their “top Scot”, in an annual award sponsored by the distillers of Glenfiddich malt whisky.

Mr. Forbes has become well known in recent years for his refusal to cast his small farm into the black hole of Mr. Trump’s vision of the future – an endless golf course flanked by casinos, jetports and McMansions. Despite Mr. Trump’s furious attempts to defame, intimidate and ridicule, Mr. Forbes would not be shoved off his land.

YOU'VE BEEN TRUMPED

YOU’VE BEEN TRUMPED

William Grant & Sons, the parent company for Glenfiddich, released the following statement clarifying the process of selection (DP editorial emphasis added):

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To which the infinitely vain Mr. Trump tweeted, via that medium which so perfectly fits his temperament:

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Yes, Mr. Trump, Michael Forbes has indeed been a louse in your bonnet, and we thus offer you Robert Burns’ famous ode to said lowly beast, read by a DP Kindred Spirit:

O FOR SOME RANK, MERCURIAL ROZET

O FOR SOME RANK, MERCURIAL ROZET

In an interview published on the “Green” blog of the New York Times this past August , Anthony Baxter, the director of the film You’ve been Trumped, made the following assessment of the story as it continues to unfold:

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THIS IS NOT TEE TIME

NOT THEIR CUPPA TEE

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THE CORE SEMIOTIC

THE CORE SEMIOTIC

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We favor the western island malts here at DP, yet we shall crack a bottle of Glenfiddich and drink a few toasts to Top Scot Mr. Forbes, and to all those who stubbornly stand their ground in the face of vanity. As for Pennywise Trump, he would do well to meditate upon another poem:

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EIGHTEENTH HOLE PAR 5

EIGHTEENTH HOLE PAR 5