Wednesday, December 08, 2021

Where Truths Meet

[NOTE: This is an update of an essay I first published a year ago on December 10, 2020.]

"You're right from your side / I'm right from mine," Bob Dylan wrote in one of his more obscure songs. Similar sentiments from other artists capture the convoluted nature of mutual truth that we all seek in one way or another.

And this raises a particular dilemma for journalists as we attempt to cover corporate and civic affairs for the public. Thus our methodology. I should elaborate.

I remember an incident from our "Circle of Poison" investigation in the 1970s and 1980s. I was focused on the moral aspect of U.S. companies shipping banned pesticides to Third World countries, which exposed farmworkers and their families to health risks, and led to more pollution of the environment, which of course knows no borders.

At an international gathering of people concerned with this issue in Mexico, including many who worked at chemical companies, a representative of Dow Chemical approached me and said, "I understand your concern but what's wrong with helping a hungry world eat?"

His point was that even if the pesticides were considered too dangerous for us here in the U.S., food scarcity was such in poorer countries that such compromises made sense. After all, at least in the short term, pesticides boost food productivity.

His comment got me thinking and we started investigating what crops the hazardous pesticides were being applied to. That research led to a breakthrough in our analysis, as almost all of the crops sprayed in Third World countries did not go to local people but were "export crops" destined to end up right back here in the U.S. with you and me.

This completed the "circle" in our analysis and guaranteed the book would cause more waves than it would have had we solely focused on the impacts overseas.

Thus did an industry representative help us complete a major piece of our investigation. My guess is that he didn't know himself what the pesticides were sued for; he just assumed they were part of an effort to boost local food production.

This example is why we always counsel students and young journalists to probe all sides of the issues they investigate. Environmentalists and worker safety activists may have one perspective; manufacturers and farmers may have another; regulatory agencies may reflect yet another point of view.

In the interest of achieving the highest quotient of truth possible, journalists have to consider whether everybody might be right at the same time. In my example, the guy from Dow was right -- there’s nothing wrong with helping hungry people get food. The environmentalists are right -- pesticides harm the environment. And the regulators that push for more sustainable methods of agricultural production are right about what's best for the long term.

Maybe that is one of the keys to good journalism, or an honest inquiry of any type. Maybe we should always be searching for the ways everybody can be right in one way or another. Maybe then we will get to the Venn diagram of the matter.

Of course, inevitably, this approach has its limits. We have to make choices. Some things we do because they are the right thing to do. 

Morality has to trump the profit motive when it comes to sustaining life on earth.

WEDNESDAY’S HEADLINES:

WEDNESDAY’s LYRICS:

It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good
When ev'rything I'm a-sayin'
You can say it just as good
You're right from your side
I'm right from mine
We're both just one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind

-- Bob Dylan (One Too Many Mornings)

Tuesday, December 07, 2021

Early Warning

 It’s hard for anyone to sound the alarm about an upcoming potential coup without sounding like an alarmist, but writers in the next issue of The Atlantic are doing just that. 

Pulitzer Prize-journalist Barton Gellman with “Trump’s Next Coup Has Already Begun,” and National Book Award winner George Packer with “Are We Doomed?” lay out the case that Trump is poised for another Presidential run in 2024 and once again claim victory, regardless of the results, just as he did last year.

Trump lost the 2020 election and he’d probably lose again in 2024, but this time around, his party has eliminated the Constitutional barriers to reversing the result at the local level in key swing states.

Our democracy was saved in January 2021 when a handful of ethical county election officials in several of those states refused to bow to Trump’s pressure to decertify the legitimate results; and Vice-President Mike Pence, in perhaps the only principled moment of his career, refused to subvert the Electoral College vote.

It was only by the actions of these few Republican officials, therefore, that Trump’s first attempt at a coup ended in failure.

Still, there is something so strange and fantastical about talking about a “coup” in America that it’s difficult for me to use the word. But our election processes are vulnerable to subversion and that is exactly what Trump and his allies appear to be planning to do the next time around.

This wouldn’t be happening if not for the proliferation of disinformation promulgated by conspiracy theorists, i.e., that the 2020 election was “stolen” by Biden. That is a lie, of course, but it is by repeating such lies loudly and incessantly that the authoritarian forces have been able to seize power throughout history.

What can an honest, responsible citizen do about this? For now, perhaps our only option is to speak out — as loudly and repeatedly as possible.

Staying silent is not an option. Because not speaking out is choosing to stand by and allow American democracy to pass into the dustbin of history — on our watch.

I, for one, cannot and will not do that. 

TUESDAY’S HEADLINES:

TUESDAY’S LYRICS

“Someday We'll Be Together”

The Supremes

Songwriters: Bristol Johnny William / Fuqua Harvey / Beavers Robert L

I say it, say it, say it, say it again
(Someday, we'll be together)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

You're far away from me my love
And just as sure my, my baby
As there are stars above
I wanna say, wanna say, wanna say

Yes we will, yes we will
(Say, someday, we'll be together) Some sweet day
I know, I know, I know, I know

My love is yours, baby
Oh, right from the start
You, you, you possess my soul now, honey
And I know, I know you own my heart
And I wanna say

Some sweet day
Oh, yes we will, yes we will
(Someday, we'll be together) Tell everybody
Yes we will, yes we will

Long time ago, my, my sweet thing
I made a big mistake, honey
I, I, I say, I said, goodbye
Oh, oh, baby, ever, ever, ever
Ever, ever and ever since that day
All I wanna do, all I wanna do was cry, cry, oh

Hey, hey, hey
I long for you every, every night
Ooh, just to kiss your sweet, sweet lips, baby
Hold you ever, ever so tight
And I wanna say

Someday we'll be together
Yes we will, yes we will
Someday we'll be together
Yes we will, yes we will
Someday we'll be together
Someday we'll be together
Yes we will, yes we will

Sunday, December 05, 2021

Seaglass Culture


How do we fix a broken society?
 

Many years ago, I gathered seaglass from beaches around the Bay Area and got pretty good at recognizing the best tides for finding it.

One section of Ocean Beach just south of San Francisco yielded a steady harvest of the blue, green, brown and white gems, and there was another nice spot on one edge of Angel Island.

What I loved about seaglass was that it had been smoothed and polished by the waves, sand, sun — transformed into jewels from what had once been simple trash.

You could say that that is the way of all garbage, indeed of all life. After all, the sum total of all of our ancestors, all other organic life forms, and “civilization” is a few inches of compacted topsoil clinging to a hard rock of a planet hurtling and twisting its way through space.

Destination unknown. 

We’re all on the trip together, despite our various shapes, colors, orientations and other distinctions. As much as we see ourselves as individuals, we also are part of a much bigger unit. Our rough places will get smoothed over by time, whether we like that or not.

And much like seaglass, what’s left of each individual will have its own integrity, its own unique ability to reflect the sun when you hold it up to the light.

That could have added up to something nice.

But for now, the pandemic has helped to shatter us into jagged shards of glass, all too good at cutting each other rather than coming together. We’ve broken into tribes of one; even families have shattered. We are like a thousand rough pieces right now than any kind of beautiful whole. 

Acts of random cruelty outnumber acts of kindness. Extremes dominate. Hate is on the loose. Killers are on the road. Isolation rules. Collectivity is disparaged. There is no common square to be found, only acres and acres of silence.

As a result, there can be no beautiful whole. 

Isn’t that a pity?

MONDAY’S HEADLINES:

  • How to Care Less About Work — As we peer around the corner of the pandemic, let’s talk about what we want to do—and not do—with the rest of our lives. (Atlantic)

Who Are the Taliban?

Who Are the Taliban?

Afghan Conversation #19


This is the 19th in a series of letters and conversations with a young Afghan friend of mine about life under Taliban rule. We are protecting his identity for his safety.


In my life under the previous government, prior to the Taliban takeover of Afghanistan in the summer of 2021, I probably saw members of the Taliban three or four times. I read about them in journals, and heard people talking about them, but they were not everywhere as they are now. I’d like to explain what I’ve learned about them over the last three months, now living under their rule.

 

Let’s start with some history. Back in about 1993 or 1994, during the Afghan civil war, we first heard whispers of a group of radical religious students in Saudi-sponsored schools in Pakistan. The group called itself the Islamic Tehreek-e-Taliban (Taliban Islamic Movement). Before long, this extremist movement had infiltrated Afghanistan from the southern border, spreading the slogan "Implementing Islamic Sharia," fighting what it called evil and corruption in Afghanistan, and waging war with Afghan citizens. 


Over the years, despite the U.S. invasion in 2001 and ensuing 20-year military intervention, Taliban forces continued to gather strength. By 2021, having summarily invaded cities and provinces throughout the country, they finally overthrew the Islamic Republic of Afghanistan and took control of the government. The Islamic Emirate of Afghanistan is now in power.

 

Also, some terminology is in order. A “Talib” is defined as a religious student. The Taliban (a plural or collective form of the word) consider themselves clergy. From their point of view, their words are the words of truths because they represent God and speak the words of God.

 

Facts and figures

 

No precise figure is available, but estimates put the number of Taliban to between a hundred and two hundred thousand. The vast majority of them, probably 99 percent, are from the Pashtun ethnic group. Non-Taliban citizens are considered slaves who must always be obedient.

 

The Taliban have taken over all high-ranking positions in the government, including the ministry and the directorate. Only the lowest-ranking officers are former officers. Many top Taliban officials are former peasants or peddlers who have risen the ranks based on their religious zealotry. On the reverse end, many former officials are now relegated to construction work.

 

Government positions are also inheritable. That is, if a Talib becomes the head of an organization, he can hand it over to his son or brother.

 

Perilous times

 

The Taliban are not a people of discourse and logic. If a Talib says that the color of milk is black and you don't agree, he will insult and threaten you. After all, he believes he is God’s representative on Earth. Who dares not accept the word of God in such a land as Afghanistan?

 

A few days ago, I learned, a person named Navid from Helmand province wrote on his Facebook page “The Taliban don’t pay teachers. They are beggars who collect money themselves from our homes.” Because of his post, he was captured and brutally killed by the Taliban. His body was dumped in the lake..

 

The people of Afghanistan are starving because of the draconian rule of the Taliban. The United Nations has said that the Taliban have to create an inclusive government, that girls must go to school and women should be allowed to work, but no such actions have taken place. There is not even one Hazara in their cabinet; girls are still banned from going to school; women are not allowed to work. Every day the Taliban are killing the soldiers of the previous government. According to Human Rights Watch, more than a hundred former government soldiers have been killed during the first three months of the Taliban government. Many other innocent citizens are also being killed.

 

This is who the Taliban are. An irrational, fearsome force for evil.


SUNDAY’S HEADLINES:

SUNDAY’s LYRICS

“Can’t Find My Way Back Home”

Blind Faith

By Steve Winwood

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years
Somebody holds the key

Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
Still I can't find my way home

And I've done nothing wrong
But I can't find my way home