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The Shapeshifter

LET'S MAKE A DEAL

LET’S MAKE A DEAL

Now comes James Czywczynski, with his intention to sell two forty acre parcels on the Pine Ridge Reservation. One parcel includes the site of the 1890 Massacre at Wounded Knee; the second parcel, an area near Porcupine Butte that is also considered sacred by the Oglala Sioux, possibly includes the (unmarked) grave of Crazy Horse.

Mr. Czywczynski recalls the history of ownership in a recent interview:

“The land was put up for sale in the 1930s as an allotment so the Native people could sell their land. The Oglala Sioux Pine Ridge Reservation was sold off and there are many non-Indian ranchers, farmers, businessmen, cowboys and casinos that are owned and within the confines of that reservation. Our property was bought in the 1930s by Woodrow Wilson who signed the deed. Clive Gildersleeve’s father bought the land and store in 1935, which included 40 acres of the national historical site of Wounded Knee. In 1968, I bought the property from the Gildersleeve’s which included the Trading Post Museum, a home, four cabins and museum artifacts. The 40 acres we bought included the ravine and the area where the massacre took place in 1890.”

PARCEL NUMBER ONE

PARCEL NUMBER ONE

Having not succeeded in negotiating a sale with the Oglala by his deadline of May 1, Mr. Czywczynski placed the properties on public offer, for 4.9 million dollars:

“They had until today; the deadline was May 1 to come up with the money. Now we have put it on the open market nationally and internationally. It is just unfortunate. (…) I gave the tribe 30 years and five months to buy this property, and it isn’t as if they didn’t have the money, they could have done a bond issue—I have a friend who could have done a bond issue for them.”

“If they would just have taken $250,000 to copy million, they could have bought that property and owned it today. But, for some reason, they cannot see economic development and they cannot see tourism and they cannot relate. They want everything for free is what it amounts to I guess.”

“We are already getting a flock of calls from people including realtors… a local one in South Dakota that has a woman who wants to buy the land and give it to the Oglala Sioux. I would be glad to have that happen. Somebody from Al Jazeera might buy it too, or some foreign country. This is worldwide now. (…) It isn’t as though I didn’t give them enough time, the prior president served for six terms—I wrote him letters for 12 years and told him they should buy this. The price was even less than it is today.”

MAYBE SOMEBODY FROM AL JAZEERA WILL BUY IT?

MAYBE SOMEBODY FROM AL JAZEERA WILL BUY IT?

With a somewhat version of the story, we find Charles Trimble reporting contact with members of the Gildersleeve family:

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We sense that the spirit of the shapeshifter Iktomi is in play, at play — pulling the strings that make the puppets twist and shout.

SHOW ME THE MONEY

SHOW ME THE MONEY!


Worthy of Stripes

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We are indebted to Chris Hedges for reminding us of Julien Benda’s book La Trahison des Clercs (translated into English somewhat clumsily as The Treason of the Intellectuals), first published in 1927. Benda identifies the fundamental betrayal as the subjugation of knowledge to power, or “the desire to debase the values of knowledge before the values of action,” and then the equally as repellant exaltation in the result.

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We note Benda’s reference to the sophist student Callicles, and his dismissive contempt for philosophers, as recorded in the Gorgias:

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Like Benda in 1927, we are deeply disgusted in 2013 by the shameless cowardice of today’s consortium of clercs, for all their Calliclesian sophistication: cowardly silence regarding ongoing extralegal drone warfare; abuses inside Gitmo; the travails of Bradley Manning and other whistle blowers; and the long list of astonishingly corrupt and mendacious behaviors within the “busy centre and the market-place”. Such silence marks a crushing dominance of the morality of circumstance over more fundamental ethical imperatives. Violent mammals do not handle such unfettered relativism very well.

Yes, we know that such a perspective marks DP as ridiculous and unmanly— we patiently await our stripes.

DEATH OF A DESPERADO PHILOSOPHER

DEATH OF A DESPERADO PHILOSOPHER


An Outward Gaze Unbroken

PORTRAIT OF A PATRIARCH

GAZING PATRIARCH

According to the news agency Interfax, Russian Orthodox Patriarch Kirill has set his eminently patriarchal gaze upon feminism as comprising a threat dangerous enough to destroy the motherland:

The Patriarch is a close ally of the motherland’s Big Daddy Putin, a mingling of patriarchal and oligarchical juices brilliantly exposed last year by the performance ensemble Pussy Riot. Incarcerated as a result of the convergence of power and religion around the issue of misbehaving (misbegazing?) young women, Nadezhda “Nadya” Tolokonnikova recently gave her first interview since her show trial of last year.

Regarding her forthcoming parole hearing, Tolokonnikova said:

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And regarding her life (and gaze) after prison?

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OUTWARD LOOKING GAZES

A RUSSIAN RIOT OF OUTWARD LOOKING GAZES


Power and Density

A wind farm of eleven industrial turbines off the coast of Aberdeenshire has been approved by the Scottish government. The project was opposed by Donald Trump, who claimed that the turbine “monstrosities” would interfere with the expansion of his golf paradise.

Mr. Trump recently disclosed plans for a 140 bedroom hotel that he claimed would be listed “among the finest hotels in Europe”, with one condition: “If plans for the ugly industrial wind turbines proceed, we would obviously not build this hotel.”

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WIND FARM DEMO

Here at DP, we are highly skeptical of wind farms at the scale now contemplated for coastal locations, not because of their impact on tourist vistas but because we question the projections for net energy generation from the costly turbines; we would even venture a prediction that the total cost of these “farms” across the full cycle of their operation (including as of yet unknown health and ecological impacts) will significantly exceed the value of the energy produced.

For now, though, let us focus on what Mr. Trump proposes as a more attractive visual spectacle for visitors to Aberdeenshire:

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WORLD CLASS GOLF FARM

We are struck by the remarkable aesthetic similarity between the wind farm turbines and the “turbined” energy vents of this monstrous aggregation of rentable sleeping units.

The nautical reference for this particular mode of tourist accommodation is provided by the Carnival cruise turbine:

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GLOBAL VACATION FARM

Stripping away all pretense and ornament, the deep aesthetic for both the Trump hotel and the Carnival cruiser derives from that ultimate expression of dense conveyance:

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THE AESTHETIC OF DENSITY

The more dense the concentration of energy and experience, the greater the profit, with all the trappings of power. Yet in the wind we hear a timeless prophecy, that all these hubristic monuments are destined for the same end:

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RUINS OF AN ANCIENT SOLAR POWER GENERATOR


Reading the Water

Robert Macfarlane’s excellent The Old Ways recently steered us anew to a favorite passage from Mark Twain’s Life On the Mississippi:

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If he were piloting the world’s rivers today, Twain (for whom we have a special affection here at DP) might find that reading the face of the water has become ever grimmer, and ever more dead-earnest:

ALPHABET SOUP

ALPHABET SOUP

Sometimes, the truth of the book is only divulged in the epilogue:

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HYPERTEXTUAL LAGOON

Very often, one must also pay special attention to editorial annotations scribbled along the edges of the text:

DELETED FIGURE

CRITICAL EXEGESIS

Among the plastic bits and bobs discovered inside the dead whale: a clothes hangar, an ice cream tub and two small flower pots. Such a diet makes for grim narrative flow.

TOXIC NARRATIVE GYRE

TOXIC PLOT


Texture

This week, an extraordinary documentary produced by the BBC in tandem with The Guardian appeared online:

A MAN OF TEXTURE

CLICK FOR VIDEO LINK

Through a careful accumulation of eyewitness interviews and supporting corroborative evidence, the documentary clearly establishes the link between US advisors and Iraqi paramilitary torture/death squads, transpiring beneath the dead eyes of veteran dirty war expert James Steele, who had seen it all many times before. His CV (as published in The Guardian) reads as follows:

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Steele’s career trajectory perfectly encapsulates the pitch black philosophy of counterinsurgency that has guided the actions of the US military for over fifty years. In his recently published book on US war crimes in Vietnam book, Nick Turse identifies the core tenet of this philosophy as “kill anything that moves”. But there is a secondary imperative: to extract as much “intelligence” as possible through torture prior to final disposal. Even if the information ultimately proves worthless, torture provides a potent form of teaching, for those left alive.

Early on in the video, we took note of a reference to a September 2005 memo written by Donald Rumsfeld to then-president Bush, forwarding a report from boots-on-the-ground Citizen Steele. Rumsfeld titled the memo “Texture”. Rumsfeld writes, “The attached memo is from a person we have sent into Iraq from time to time essentially to work with the Iraqi police. He is smart, tough and a keen observer. Nonetheless, you have said you like ‘texture,’ and this is texture.”

CLICK FOR ENTIRE DOCUMENT

CLICK FOR COMPLETE TEXTURE MEMO

In his report, Mr. Steele seems anxious to distance himself from “thugs” such as the commander of the Wolf Brigade and their death squad militia – yet it was Steele himself who was instrumental in arming and empowering these same militia to perform wet work on behalf of the US military. Was he engaging in a bit of track covering, anticipating eventual investigations into possible war crimes? Or did he fear meeting with a similar fate as that of his compatriot torture teacher, Daniel Mitrione?

THE NAPPING POST-MODERNIST DREAMS OF ELECTRIC SHEEP

THE SECRETARY DREAMS OF ELECTRIFIED SHEEP

Following a series of links in search of more information on the relationship between Steele and members of the Bush administration, we came across the transcript of a speech given in December 2005  by Donald Rumsfeld at Johns Hopkins University, on the subject “The Future of Iraq”. The entire speech is worth reviewing, above all in light of the extensive documentary evidence of the systematic torture and abuse of civilian detainees; for now let us focus on one excerpt from the Q & A:

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First, we note that Mr. Rumsfeld appears to suggest that a belief in one’s mind that something is true is sufficient to establish truth, regardless of empirical evidence to the contrary.  Second, if the US claims that international law does not apply to “the terrorists and the people who blow up children”, who decides – and by what criteria – which individuals qualify as members of this extralegal category of “terrorists”? Those who are accused as such by terrified detainees, while they are being tortured by sectarian death squads?

Let’s assume that every individual who was tortured was in fact a member of a terrorist group; have we officially discarded the bothersome notion that basic human rights are “inalienable”? Forgive the rhetorical question – we know the answer.

IRAQ WAR TEXTURE, 2005

THIS IS TEXTURE


This Flexible Being

FLEXIBILITY CLASS

FLEXIBILITY CLASS

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Evolutionary psychologists tell us that neuroplasticity and malleability of consciousness provide humans with certain survival advantages. Whether as individuals or in groups, being able to “go with the flow” (and to understand where and what the flow consists of) often presents the key to assuring genetic posterity. Of course, such flexibility may also set the stage for moral dilemmas, when by conscience or conviction an individual chooses to swim against the flow, even at the risk of being swept away and becoming the washed out end of the line.

In the world of ideas, the varied media of connection and communication shape the direction and intensity of the flow – sometimes even the taste of the water. Given the prevailing ubiquity of the internet, it is not surprising that the phrase, “the smartest person in the room is the room”, should become one of the more irritating commonplaces of recent years.

By their own intrinsic nature, most interactive networks will rank the value of individual contributions to the flow, one way or another; those ideas that “click” with the consensual inclinations of the network will bob up magically from the bit torrents, while dissenting or contrary views will achieve minimal splash (no thumbs up), and be shunted off.

With the number of potential participants limited only by demographics, global networks (scientific, financial, political, administrative or whatever) eventually become so complex that no single individual comprehend them, resulting in a tendency to abdicate all agency to collective “wisdom”, typically expressed as an algorithm. Thus the network becomes ever stronger while the solitary labors of individual minds are systematically devalued, and fade to black.

A number of years ago, Nicolas Carr posed the rhetorical question “Is Google Making Us Stupid?” Are individual citizens becoming more simple-minded as the social brain becomes ever more complex, while acting on our behalf? Is such networked complexity really “intelligent”, or something else altogether?

PROTOTYPE FOR THE WIRED ESSENCE

MEDIUM FOR A PAST SINGULARITY

Carr argues that the media we use for research and communication will inevitably have strong impacts on our plastic, flexible neurobiology. Through constant exposure to the network and its own evolutionary imperatives, the neural pathways that are conducive to slow, deep philosophical reflection will be diminished in favor of the sparky buzz created by instant feedback. Through time, individual intelligence may thereby become extremely narrow, fast and thin – pancake subjectivity.

Qualities such as moral discernment and cross-cultural empathy require neural pathways that may no longer be present for network participants; nor may the ability to distinguish virtue from tyranny. Carr suggests that such intellectual qualities depend on a very different sort of media environment, one that supports solitude and reflection, and one where idiosyncrasy, dissonance and polyphony are valued rather than diminished.

David Weinberger’s Too Big To Know (for which the phrase “smartest person in the room is the room” provides part of the lengthy subtitle) has the virtue of logic and lucidity in describing how and why the room got so smart, so fast. Yet for all his nuanced and persuasive examples, Weinberger omits one extremely important dimension – the close entanglement of knowledge with relationships of power. Considering the intimate ontological affiliation between the internet and the vast apparatus of national security, such a glaring omission makes the author sound like a naive cheerleader at a Steubenville pep rally.

In the past, forgetting that knowledge and power often wrap each other in death embraces has not worked out very well for intellectuals, above all when the orderly voice (and all-seeing eye) of the One flattens the clamor of distinct individual voices. In her masterful study, Origins of Totalitarianism, Hannah Arendt describes

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Principles of action govern individuals, one by one; when there is only the One (the condensed expression of all singularities into one throbbing Singularity), individuals are robbed of their autonomy and become nothing but storage vessels, conveying the essence of a totalized power.

From the scattering and splintering of thought assembled into an illusion of community emerges the sort of ecstatic groupthink oblivion that typically ends in a bloodbath. This is not to say that networked media and communications will lead inexorably to totalitarianism; rather, there is a sort of alignment of cognitive rhythms that may quite suddenly and violently explode into a fury of state terror and enforced conformity.

Flexibility and autonomy are erased, and from then on, the writing will be straight and uniform. Those who see it coming will be the first to disappear.

FULLY NETWORKED AND ON THE MOVE

FULLY NETWORKED AND ON THE MOVE

In closing, Jon Swan, one of our favorite poets here at DP, and a man who scrupulously avoids smart rooms, releases a new poem into the flow:

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AGAINST THE FLOW

AGAINST THE FLOW


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 Past is a Predator

In Argentina, survivors of the “Dirty War” are providing testimony on crimes committed between 1976 and 1983, many of them taking place at the dark epicenter of state terror, the Naval School of Mechanics. An estimated five thousand citizens were sent to the school for “processing”; very few survived the ordeal. Many were dropped from airplanes into the Pacific Ocean.

SCHOOL FOR THE DISAPPEARED

Nine death flight pilots are among the defendants, as is the notorious former intelligence officer and brutal kidnapper Alfredo Astiz, also known as El Ángel Rubio de la Muerte, or the Blond Angel of Death. In this context, it may be useful to recall an interview given by Mr. Astiz in 1998, first published in Tres Puntos; sub-headings and photos added by DP.

NEVER ASK A MILITARY MAN

DEATH PROP

A DAILY JOB

FACES OF THE ENEMY

NO REGRETS

OLD ARGENTINE PROVERB: THE PAST IS A PREDATOR