Showing posts with label The New York Times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The New York Times. Show all posts

Saturday, October 18, 2008

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My thanks to James Taranto for his "Two papers in one!":
  • "In Wednesday night's debate, John McCain warned that a group called Acorn is 'on the verge of maybe perpetrating one of the greatest frauds in voter history' and 'may be destroying the fabric of democracy.' Viewers may have been wondering what Mr. McCain was talking about. So were we."--editorial, New York Times, Oct. 17 [my emphasis]
  • "Several F.B.I. offices are reviewing reports of fraudulent voter registrations submitted by the Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now, or Acorn, a liberal community organizing group that has been under fire from Republicans."--news story, New York Times, Oct. 17
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If the editorial board of the New York Times was not aware of ACORN and Republican allegations against that well-known and arguably infamous organization, readers may have been wondering whether the New York Times is at all reputable, reliable, honest and in touch. Of course, I jest. Contratimes readers are not like the editorial board of the New York Times: dishonest and deceptive.

Monday, September 15, 2008

She's George W. Bush In Lipstick: The Times Shapes Perception

On Friday, September 12, 2008, the New York Times ran an editorial, "Gov. Palin's Worldview." On Saturday, September 13, 2008, the New York Times published a story about Gov. Palin's manner of governance. After reading the two pieces in sequence, one can immediately dismiss any thoughts that the New York Times intends on setting things straight.

The two NY Times pieces remind me of something Times columnist David Brooks wrote in his great little book, Bobos In Paradise. (I am also reminded of what I wrote regarding the industry of political prognostication -- that nasty habit -- in my essay, "The New Alchemist: The Pundit Who Makes Gold From Nothing.") Here is what Mr. Brooks said about journalism (for the complete quote, see immediately preceding link):

To get the most attention, the essay should be wrong. Logical essays are read and understood. But an illogical or wrong essay will prompt dozens of other writers to rise and respond, thus giving the author mounds of publicity.

What Mr. Brooks was discussing conforms to my feelings perfectly, as it makes me wonder whether the New York Times' strategy to maintain a committed readership is simply to get things wrong. Surely the Times draws thousands of conservatives its way each morning, all intent on counting the blunders, spotting the omissions, and denouncing its undeniable bias and hubris. How else to explain its demonstrable penchant for propaganda, its blatant disregard of journalism's presumed posture of objectivity? Is it not a bald attempt to maintain a readership and secure its profits?

Before the Times ran its sophomoric yet probably effective (how sad!) piece on Saturday, it showed its hand on Friday: The Times, as I said yesterday, is intent on reshaping reality before our eyes; it intends to bewitch and confuse, and it wants to play to its faithful readers' anxieties -- the very anxieties the paper creates on any given day. For the Times' goal is to portray Sarah Palin as the new George W. Bush, secretive and power-grabbing. The only difference is that she's George W. Bush in lipstick.

There is no way this can be denied; one read through either piece proves the case against the Times. The paper cares less about the news; it cares everything about controlling the human mind. It essentially trundles out all the old canards and false impressions: Bush and Palin are intellectually incurious, inflexible, ambitious, grossly dependent and scripted, learning their positions on the fly, surrounding themselves with friends. Both "pray," and believe that they are on a mission from God (gross characterizations, of course). Both are fun and witty and playful, no doubt; they have an ear for singing the right tune to the people. And yet both run profoundly secretive administrations; they abuse power (like email!), and they demand absolute loyalty from their staffs.

(Note: Have you ever noticed that the Bush White House is always described as the most secretive in history, and yet every dopey leftist journalist and pol knows exactly what's going on, not only in the obscure machinations of the Oval Office, but in the dark and devious brains of the President and his Lord, Dick Cheney? Doesn't anybody see the irony here?)

It should be obvious that the Times' editorial exploring Gov. Palin's worldview will not, and does not, explore the governor's worldview at all. This oversight cannot be accidental; if it is, then the Times is truly a waste. It can only mean one thing: that Gov. Palin does not really have a worldview. Which is exactly what the Times wants you to believe.

Alas, how sad. As I noted in my penultimate essay, even the apparent novice appointed to head the Alaskan Division of Agriculture, Ms. Franci Havemeister, has more executive experience than Barack Obama. Well, maybe not. But the Obama résumé is not impressive; and the Times will never present the esteemed senator's background -- or worldview -- with the sort of gossipy and mendacious reportage presented by the Times over the weekend. The Times can't do that, for it finds gold in being wrong, and in controlling how readers think and perceive.

As I've said before, the New York Times is the opiate of the people.

©2008. All rights reserved.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Newsflash: Sarah Palin Is A Politician; Surprises New York Times

There was an amazing article in Saturday's New York Times. Perhaps you heard about it. Maybe you even read it.

I read it, and I found it amusing.

The story -- as if you could not have guessed -- focuses on Sarah Palin's governorship of Alaska. The portrait it paints of Alaska's beloved governor is apparently quite controversial. Here's perhaps the most damning passage, which just happens to be the lead:

Gov. Sarah Palin lives by the maxim that all politics is local, not to mention personal.

So when there was a vacancy at the top of the State Division of Agriculture, she appointed a high school classmate, Franci Havemeister, to the $95,000-a-year directorship. A former real estate agent, Ms. Havemeister cited her childhood love of cows as a qualification for running the roughly $2 million agency. [emphasis added]

The editorial slant of the Times' lead is hardly worth noting, since the Times can't help itself. The lead is really a broad and silly assertion based in pure fantasy: if you read the story to its end, you will discover nothing that justifies the Times' conclusion that Ms. Palin lives a certain way; that she follows a maxim. It's obscenely overwrought.

What we find instead of journalism is the Times damning a politician for being something apparently really bad, namely, a politician.

Only a naif would think that a governor in a small state like Alaska (demographically speaking) would not appoint some friends to decent administrative posts. That Franci Havemeister is not really sitting atop a very high position -- she's merely the director of the Division of Agriculture, which falls under the direction of Alaska's Department of Natural Resources' head Tom Irwin -- is hardly alarming. Nor is it all alarming that a high school friend might be picked by a governor for a certain post.

Let me state that I can think of at least five people from my small high-school class I could easily choose to serve the state of NH effectively were I this state's governor. One of my old classmates is the executor of my estate; I did not choose him because we are chums -- we're not really, or I should say that we definitely were not in high school. I chose him because he is excellent at what he does. I have no problem choosing good people, especially if I KNOW them. In fact, it makes sense to choose those one knows, especially if those folks are competent or excellent. Amazingly, Sarah Palin is damned for appointing people with whom she is familiar.

Note that the Times never mentions whether any appointment made by Governor Palin to any position has wreaked havoc on the political or social fabric of Alaska. No list of complaints against the head of the Division of Agriculture; no laundry list of corruption or ineptitude follows a single paragraph in the Times. No, what is apparently so appalling is that a governor would appoint a handful of friends to relatively low positions in the state bureaucracy who were GOOD at their jobs. (For perspective, there are state police patrolmen in Massachusetts who earn far more per year than Alaska's director of agriculture.)

I would note one (at least) weird bit of journalism in the Times passage quoted above, and it has to do with Ms. Havemeister's "having cited her childhood love of cows as a qualification for running the roughly $2 million agency." It's weird when set against the whole process of appointments; my understanding is that an appointment is just that, and it is not the sort of thing to which one submits an application and résumé in order to be hired. In other words, contrary to the impression given readers by the Times' abuse of language, Ms. Havemeister would not have announced to a governor that she was qualified to do anything merely because of a childhood love. Nowhere does the Times contextualize Ms. Havemeister's words, words perhaps uttered to a group of school children during a class trip to her office. Who knows? The Times doesn't care about accuracy here. Its purpose is not to inform, but to sway.

What else does the Times neglect? (Note what I've suggested in my question: the Times neglects things. How sad that what has been considered the most important paper in the country actually does neglect fundamental things.)

For example, it neglects to tell us what Ms. Havemeister's full qualifications actually are; there is not even a mention of her education. But the paper also neglects to tell us what Ms. Havemeister's job requires; I look at the Division of Agriculture's homepage and it sounds to me like someone with a background in real estate and small business might be able handle the job quite well, particularly since agriculture in Alaska is all about land and small business. At least I learn from the Times that Ms. Havemeister has a background in real estate, though what sort of background (a wildly successful one?) is too much for the paper to explore.

The Times also fails to mention whether former Alaskan governors have appointed friends; it fails to explore if any governors in America have classmates from high school in their administrations. Perhaps Governor Palin's actions are actually quite modest, with other administrations hiring far more "friends of the governor." Clearly Gov. Palin's appointments and actions have not been unwelcome or detrimental, since Governor Palin enjoys astronomical bi-partisan approval ratings.

Here's another very odd passage from the Times' report:

The Wasilla High School yearbook archive now doubles as a veritable directory of state government. Ms. Palin appointed Mr. Bitney, her former junior high school band-mate, as her legislative director and chose another classmate, Joe Austerman, to manage the economic development office for $82,908 a year. Mr. Austerman had established an Alaska franchise for Mailboxes Etc.

I hope you see why this is odd. First, the paragraph makes a rather odd leap. It has "Mr. Bitney," a former JUNIOR high school bandmate as somehow connected to Ms. Palin's HIGH school graduating class, and that this weird leap and dubious connection amount to proof of cronyism (or so they imply). The implication that Mr. Bitney is where he is in politics today because he played in a band with Ms. Palin in seventh grade is absurd and sophomoric. Second, the Times has already told us in paragraph 3 that

Ms. Havemeister was one of at least five schoolmates Ms. Palin hired, often at salaries far exceeding their private sector wages.

The Times, apparently, cannot tell how many of Gov. Palin's former classmates work in her administration, which is very odd, considering the paper has a "veritable directory of state government" at its disposal. Can a "veritable directory of state government" only have six names in it? Are there only six Wasilla High School students running the entire Alaskan government?

I admit that my questions are partly facetious, but only in part. The fact is quite overwhelming that we are witnessing the "greatest" newspaper in America at its very best, doing its very best to damn a Republican vice-presidential candidate, and yet in the process proving its profound ineptitude. Is this the best the Times can do? Is this all the dirt that's fit to print about Ms. Palin -- that she behaves like a politician, one so down and dirty most Alaskans love her? This is damning? Of Ms. Palin, or the New York Times?

And I have to say that I love this [emphasis added]:

When Ms. Palin had to cut her first state budget, she avoided the legion of frustrated legislators and mayors. Instead, she huddled with her budget director and her husband, Todd, an oil field worker who is not a state employee, and vetoed millions of dollars of legislative projects.

Say it isn't so! A chief executive huddled with -- no! -- her husband "who is not a state employee"?! You mean she had the audacity to run Alaska's state house like, I don't know, Bill Clinton ran his White House, "huddling" with his wife, Hillary Rodham Clinton, who was "not a state employee" at the time? How shameful!

Lastly, check this out:

[...]four months ago, a Wasilla blogger, Sherry Whitstine, who chronicles the governor’s career with an astringent eye, answered her phone to hear an assistant to the governor on the line, she said.

“You should be ashamed!” Ivy Frye, the assistant, told her. “Stop blogging. Stop blogging right now!”


That this detail is mere gossip does not ruin the fact that it is plainly funny. Why? Well, because if this is Ms. Whitstine's blog, then I would ask her to quit blogging, too. (I am surprised the Times did not tell us the name of Ms. Whitstines's blog, or provide a link to it for its online readers.)

By the way, I have a message for Ms. Frye: On behalf of bloggers everywhere, thank you! (I am sorry, Ms. Whitstine.)

The Times has proven itself once again unable to escape its current well-established legacy of mediocrity. It's still the sort of paper you read in public, but now only discreetly. It's a gossip sheet, really. And gossip is only sexy for a little while. Then it just gets old. Old, and gray, and really annoying.

(Psst! Listen to this. You know what this article is really saying? Sarah Palin is like George W. Bush! Shhh! No, no. I am not kidding you! What? How dare you suggest Ms. Havemeister has more executive experience than Barack Obama. Shame on you!)

©2008. All rights reserved.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Gail Collins' Grizzly Journalism

Contratimes readers should take a few minutes to read Gail Collins' "McCain's Grizzly Politics." I think you will find it stunningly patronizing ... and wrong. And maybe, just maybe, even a little bit absurd.

The surprising revelation over the last nine days of political news is that the McCain-Palin ticket has Democrats in a panic. And not just in a panic; we're talking about cornered dogs in a kennel. There is snarling and snapping of jaw aplenty. I applaud Ms. Collins' article because it is exceptional in one way: her snarling is rather subtle.

Ms. Collins -- who was the Times' first-ever (and that is important here) female editorial page editor -- begins her op-ed with a most-subtle slam:
'“There is only one man in this election who has really fought for you in places where winning means survival and defeat means death,” Sarah Palin told a crowd in Wisconsin on Friday. John McCain, standing behind her, shifted restlessly as she went on and on about his idealism, his leadership and — did you know he was a war hero?'

To Ms. Collins, John McCain "shifted restlessly" as Gov. Palin's apparent loquacity taxed the poor senator's patience and strength. But notice the tedious trope Ms. Collins drags out in her sniping question: "Did you know he was a war hero?" A unique thinker Ms. Collins is not.

Of course, she needs John McCain to be teetering on the rostrum. She doesn't want you to think too much about Barack Obama. Attentive readers know what I mean:

"Did you know Barack Obama was once a community organizer -- on the south side of Chicago?"

"Did you know Barack Obama was once the editor of the Harvard Law Review?"

"Did you know Barack Obama is eloquent? That Barack offers a message of hope?"

I could "go and on" until each of you begins to shift "restlessly," I suppose, but I won't.

That Ms. Collins observes Gov. Palin went "on and on" in praise of John McCain intimates that Gov. Palin is an unsubmissive woman, incapable of shutting up in the presence of her ruling man. That must explain why Ms. Collins wrote the following (please note what's in bold):

'“Isn’t this the most marvelous running mate in the history of this nation?” asked McCain, when he finally got a turn at the microphone.'[emphasis added]

Ah, yes, Ms. Collins, Sarah Palin is a bad woman, talking too much, upending the traditional values to which she's supposed to submit. Doesn't Sarah Palin know her place? (I find no mention in Ms. Collins' piece about Ms. Palin's first-ever status -- a boorish omission.)

The "grizzly" part of Sen. McCain's big mistake in politics has nothing to do with what the title of Ms. Collins' essay suggests. That title is really there, or so I believe, to convey to readers the idea that Sen. McCain turned his candidacy hopelessly red-state predatory when he put the pro-gun, pro-hunting ALASKAN woman on his party's ticket. But I digress. What irks Ms. Collins is Sen. McCain allegedly obsessing about a $3 million earmark that made it through the legislative process; such earmarks are anathema to Sen. McCain's view of a sane, rational and SMALLER government. Ms. Collins is quite tired of Sen. McCain constantly (allegedly) reminding voters of his battle against pork-barrel politics.

Notice what Ms. Collins does:

"[McCain] continues to use [a joke about the grizzly bear earmark] even though it has been established that the bear project was an extremely useful attempt to figure out how many grizzlies Montana has and whether they need continued protection as an endangered species. But even if it was the biggest waste of $3 million in history — even if it was money to sedate grizzlies so hairdressers could apply attractive red tints to their fur — do we want a candidate for president of the United States obsessing about it?" [emphasis added]

Note the slam of Sen. McCain's doddering old charm: He's "obsessing." He's that old man known to perseverate on pointless things. But notice too that Collins never contextualizes what McCain is doing, namely, he's mounting a defense of the charge that earmarks are bad for America because A) they are part of the mechanics of wasteful spending and indicate an engorged government which he as President will dis-engorge; and B) that such spending is the devil's lair for special interests, corruption and even extortion, where senators and representatives steal from the nation's coffers in order to appeal to voters in their respective states and districts. A rational and fair person, then, would respond to Ms. Collins' inanity by saying that, "Yes, I do want a president wildly attentive to such things if he or she is committed to reducing government bloat, abuse and power."

It is risible that Ms. Collins then launches into a rather didactic paragraph about American reluctance to elect a senator for president...as if the country has a choice this year. (You will find only the slightest revelatory note in Ms. Collins' essay that Barack Obama is a US senator -- Oh, by the way, did you know Barack Obama is a junior senator from Illinois?) But that Sen. McCain, who is truly a senior senator and knows the games in the esteemed Senate perhaps better than anybody, is somehow dismissed as a viable candidate for president because he is "obsessing" about earmarks is not just patronizing: Ms. Collins' argument is the stuff of high-school journalism.

I am all for debating whether Sen. McCain is known for really cutting government spending, at least when it comes to actual bills on the floor which are grotesquely inflated irrespective of the porky earmarks attached to them. But to suggest in any sense that Sen. McCain's experience in the US Senate precludes him from leading the country is foolish, primarily because Barack Obama virtually has NO experience not only in the US Senate, but anywhere else, and yet his Senate experience is worth noticing.

A quick look at Ms. Collins' last paragraph proves that pablum can be passed off as gristly red meat, at least in the Times:
"The problem with the Senate is that the skills you need to thrive there — even if you thrive as a maverick — aren’t the ones you need to be president. If McCain wants to convince us that he can adapt and widen his vision, he can start by vowing never to mention the bridge [the infamous Bridge to Nowhere] or the bears again."

To Ms. Collins, Sen. McCain could only elevate his campaign if he would just stop mentioning his experiences in the Senate, as the skills necessary to achieve there (apparently the same skills acquired by Hillary Clinton) are unnecessary to the job of President of the United States. But am I to conclude then that Ms. Collins believes Barack Obama should refer to himself as CO. Obama -- Community Organizer Obama -- and not Senator Obama, since the skills acquired working in the Senate are hopelessly irrelevant to the presidency?

Absurd.

©2008. All Rights Reserved.

[originally posted at NH Insider]


Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Ain't "No Foreign Policies" In Alaska

I find this incredibly amusing: The New York Times reports that Gov. Sarah Palin has not traveled much outside the United States. Apparently the governor did not receive her passport until 2007 when she needed to travel to Kuwait to visit the Alaska National Guard deployed there.

One can conclude (and surely some will) that Gov. Palin has no foreign policy experience at all.

But I must make ask a question or two: Am I wrong for believing that some Democrats in the lower-48 believe Alaska IS a foreign country? And doesn't the fact that Gov. Palin hails from Alaska disqualify her from serving as vice president since Alaska is not only not American (at least to some Democrats), it doesn't even have any stinkin' "foreign policies"?

For a laugh (or a cry), check out the video blog below from a "Big Time" Barack Obama supporter who is utterly committed to "getting out" the youth vote. Despite the rather indecorous language (the F- and MF-bombs), the video contains some delicious "ditties," so to speak, especially near the end. Foreign policies, indeed.

[If the embedded video below does not work, please try this link.]



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ccording to a recent National Geographic Society survey, 70 percent of 18- to 24-year-old Americans can't find New Jersey on a map. In other words, the whole of the United States is one big foreign country. Thus, Gov. Palin has plenty of foreign policy experience.

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Sunday, August 24, 2008

If This Is "Rigorous Vetting," What Is Bad Vetting?

It is the third sentence that I find amusing, and maybe even bemusing.

In this morning's New York Times lead article on Barack Obama's choice of Sen. Joe Biden for his vice president, I read this curiosity:
"Over the course of two months, as the dynamics of the presidential campaign and world events shifted quickly, Mr. Biden’s stock rose through one of the most rigorous vice-presidential vetting processes that Democrats could recall." [emphasis mine]
I know I probably should not find the Times' sentence amusing, but I do. For it seems to me that it suggests far too much about the health of the Democratic Party leadership in America. If Joe Biden is the result of the toughest vetting process any Democrat can remember, does this not imply that all the other possible choices miserably failed this astringent test? And what does it say when Biden -- a known plagiarist (sorry, but he is) and loose cannon -- makes it through this "rigorous" vetting process? Do Evan Bayh and Tim Kaine fail the "rigorous" vetting process because of even worse sins than plagiarism? Or does "vetting" mean something other than sifting through a nominee's past to determine whether he, or she, is hiding anything that could hurt the ticket? If Biden's plagiarism, and his many volatile and damning statements, do not hurt the ticket, then what would have proven a liability had Bill Richardson or Chris Dodd been chosen as VP? And how does one perform a rigorous vetting process in two short months when, as the Times said, "the dynamics of the presidential race [i.e., Obama was tanking in the polls] and world events shifted quickly"?

And then there is this paragraph from the Times' story:
"On Saturday, as the two men [Obama and Biden] embraced before a crowd in Illinois, the new Democratic partnership made its debut. Yet in a moment that could have showcased Mr. Obama’s decision-making, his top advisers made a concerted effort not to disclose how he made his choice, instead choosing to showcase the life stories of the two men on the ticket and to present Mr. Biden as a forceful new critic of Senator John McCain, Republican of Arizona." [emphasis mine]
I note that the Saturday moment in Illinois could have been used to show a great number of things. That Mr. Obama chose not to summarize for the world the rigorous vetting process he allegedly used to reach such a monumental decision could have also suggested that he did not want to disclose the process because it would reveal that his decision was weak, or fear-driven and utterly irrational, or crassly opportunistic. That Mr. Biden was indeed chosen suggests to at least this writer that the vetting process could not have been as rigorous as the Times might like to believe. Plus, was it really Barack Obama's "top advisors" who made this decision not to showcase the putative political genius of Mr. Obama? If so, who is the true leader in the bunch? And why would his "top advisors" make a "concerted effort" to conceal Barack Obama's decision-making process? Why the secrecy? What is there to hide? Why not showcase it?

Perhaps this sentence from the Times' story explains more than we know:
"Mr. Obama reached the [Biden] decision about 10 days ago while on a weeklong vacation to Hawaii. That week, Mr. Biden’s strengths in foreign policy were highlighted by the conflict between Russia and Georgia, giving his prospects a further boost."
Rigorous indeed.

I note the Times uses quite a bit of ink on Bill Richardson. The Times tells us that even Richardson's financial records were pored over by the vetting team. Apparently he passed the rigors of vetting quite well; one wonders, however, how a guy like Richardson, who also has legitimate foreign policy experience, falls short in Obama's world, especially when -- without doing any vetting at all! -- the Obama team knew Biden carries some serious baggage.

Somewhere, buried in all this, is some sort of change I can believe in.

©Bill Gnade 2008/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

Monday, August 04, 2008

Global Warming And "Consensus": Mark Twain, T.S. Kuhn, And Scientific Knowledge

From the editor's notes in Mark Twain: Collected Tales, Sketches, Speeches, & Essays (1891-1910)†, we find this amazing tidbit of science and medical history:

Ignaz Phillipp Semmelweis, (1811-65), a Hungarian physician working in Vienna, demonstrated the infectious nature of puerperal ("childbed") fever in 1846 and greatly reduced the maternal mortality rate by requiring childbirth attendants to wash their hands with a chlorine solution. He was ridiculed for his belief and forced from his hospital post by his supervisor. He returned to Hungary and accepted a part-time position at Pest hospital, offered on the condition that he not promote his theory. His book The Etiology of Puerperal Fever (written in the mid-1850s detailing his experiments in Vienna) was harshly criticized when it was published in 1861. He died in a mental hospital of an infection resulting from a self-inflicted wound with a contaminated scalpel. His findings were not widely accepted until the 1890s. (Page 1038)

Those of you familiar with Dr. Semmelweis' story might recall that he had tried a variety of experiments in Vienna with many of his internists to determine why the mortality rate of new mothers in one ward of his hospital was higher than that of new mothers in a different ward. What he discovered would be startling to us today: his students were going directly from working on cadavers to giving gynecological exams -- without taking ANY sanitary measures. He made a rather grisly connection after a gruesome observation: a young colleague with whom he was dissecting a corpse accidentally slipped with a scalpel and cut himself, leaving a small, infectious wound that led to the young man's death. Dr. Semmelweis soon instituted a hand-washing protocol -- a radical idea -- not only before examining women but between EACH examination: puerperal fever basically disappeared in his ward.

Dr. Semmelweis' own death via a contaminated scalpel was a suicidal statement: he was the victim of "scientific consensus."
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Mark Twain's Thoughts On Scientific Consensus

In "Dr. Loeb's Incredible Discovery," a short essay by Mark Twain, Twain prefaces his remarks with an excerpt of what was at the time a recent editorial by the New York Times. (Published March 2, 1905: If you would like to read the original editorial, you can find it at this link; the PDF is worth looking at, as the column is shown in facsimile.)

Here is what Mr. Twain excerpts from the Times, with his emphasis added in quotation marks:

Experts in biology will be apt to receive with some skepticism the announcement of Dr. Jacques Loeb of the University of California as to the creation of life by chemical agencies ... Doctor Loeb is a very bright and ingenious experimenter, but "a consensus of opinion among biologists" would show that he is rated rather as a man of lively imagination than an inerrant investigator of natural phenomena.
Here is, in small part, Mr. Twain's reply to the New York Times' trust in consensus:

...[I]n the drift of years I by and by found that a Consensus examines a new thing by its feelings rather oftener than with its mind. You know, yourself, that this is so. ...

Do you know of a case where a Consensus won a game? You can go back as far as you want to and you will find history furnishing you this (until now) unwritten maxim for your guidance and profit: Whatever new thing a Consensus coppers (colloquial for "bets against"), bet your money on that very card and do not be afraid.

There was that primitive steam engine -- ages back, in Greek times: a Consensus made fun of it. There was the Marquis of Worcester's steam engine, 250 years ago: a Consensus made fun of it. There was Fulton's steamboat of a century ago: a French Consensus, including the Great Napolean, made fun of it. There was Priestly, with his oxygen: a Consensus scoffed at him, mobbed him, burned him out, banished him. While a Consensus was proving, by statistics and things, that a steamship could not cross the Atlantic, a steamship did it. A Consensus consisting of all the medical experts in Great Britain made fun of Jenner and inoculation. A Consensus consisting of all the medical experts in France made fun of the stethoscope. A Consensus of all the medical experts in Germany made fun of that young doctor (his name? forgotten by all but doctors, now, revered by doctors alone) who discovered and abolished the cause of that awful disease, puerperal fever; made fun of him, reviled him, hunted him, persecuted him, broke his heart, killed him. Electric telegraph, Atlantic cable, telephone, all "toys," of no practical value -- verdict of the Consensuses. Geology, paleontology, evolution -- all brushed into space by a Consensus of theological experts, comprising all the preachers in Christendom, assisted by the Duke of Argyle and (at first) the other scientists.
I must stop for fear of boring my reader with Twain's many examples of how scientific consensuses actually hinder scientific inquiry and progress. It is not merely a fact of history, but one of process: scientific knowledge is not advanced by consensus. If anything, it is advanced by the force of a lone voice, by the voice of a minority shaped and perfected by the stubborn denials of the majority.

By the way, Dr. Jacques Loeb was right. The New York Times, aligned with all the really "bright" minds united in consensus, was wrong.

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Twain Not Alone

T. S. Kuhn, years after Mark Twain, argued that prior to scientific consensuses bearing any epistemological weight, a period of conflict between rival theories and theoreticians must -- and does -- take place. This conflict not only revolves around differences of methodology, but also around anomalies in data and criteria of value. Once the conflict phase has been passed, a paradigm shift occurs, or, truer to Kuhn's language, there is a revolution in science.

I believe it can be clearly shown that the current "consensus of opinion" regarding global warming has attempted to leap right over the conflict phase of scientific progress. Anomalies do abound; there is disagreement about variables and constants and algorithms. But the consensus is presented as if none of those things exist; it is consensus' pretense that all is fine and all is understood, accepted and assimilated. Amazingly, lone voices, all equally expert (if not more so), are dismissed as crankish, peevish, fatuous or corrupt if they challenge the consensus, or if they point out systemic problems and anomalies.

In a series of essays I wrote at NHInsider wherein I critique the assertions of an alleged expert on global warming who works in my home state, I was finally dismissed by one interlocutor as a "crank" (I make no claim to expertise, by the way). His dismissal of me is bemusing, and it reminds me of something Theodore Dalrymple wrote in In Praise of Prejudice: The Necessity of Pre-conceived Ideas, (especially if Dalrymple specifically had addressed the problem of consensus):

This is what one might call the Forty-million-Frenchmen-can't-be-wrong argument: that what other people do, provided they do it in sufficient numbers, is a guarantee of its rightness. We are very far here from the autonomous and inquiring individual ... who always reasons out for himself what he should do [or believe].
It is rather disconcerting to see so many people choose NOT to examine things for themselves, and if that is not disconcerting, the popular dismissal of a person's skepticism or a single person's innovation very much is. Mark Twain's incisive remarks serve as an augur's alarm: he passed down to us observations and warnings we should always heed.

I am thankful to that old crank for being so generous -- and for being so right.

Peace.

©Bill Gnade 2008/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

†published by Literary Classics of the United States, Inc.; 1992: New York, New York.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

She Finally Turned The Corner, Diving Into Home, One Rung At A Time

In Maureen Dowd's recent column in the New York Times, posted after Barack Obama ostensibly clinched the Democratic Party nomination, we find a set of metaphors so mixed it would be nothing short of a miracle to learn that emergency rooms have not reported a sudden increase in fits of epilepsy.

What follows is some obscene blend of Viagra-laced canine cannibalism during a basketball game played by reluctant sprinters on a track combating a hostile takeover, all with a touch of sacred unction:

Barry [Ms. Dowd's appellative of Barack Obama falls short of witty] has been trying to shake off Hillary and pivot for quite a long time now, but she has managed to keep her teeth in his ankle and raise serious doubts about his potency. Getting dragged across the finish line Tuesday night by Democrats who had had enough of the rapacious Clintons, who had decided, if it came to it, that they would rather lose with Obama than win with Hillary, the Illinois senator tried to celebrate at the St. Paul arena where Republicans will anoint John McCain in September.

But even as Obama was trying to savor, Hillary was refusing to sever.


Lest readers think that "Barry" has dragged Mrs. Clinton across the finish line, her bitchy teeth sunk deep into his malleolus (or so illustrates Ms. Dowd), it's helpful to note that Ms. Dowd opines that it's Mr. Obama who's been dragged across the finish line, dragged by Democrats who would "rather lose with [him] than win with Hillary." (I should add that the canine imagery is to this writer suggestive of racism, with a white person setting the dogs on a black man, and is indicative of Dowd's deft touch.)

I am sure Mr. Obama loves reading that he's been dragged across the nomination finish line by Democrats who don't care about winning; or that he's been helped along because he's apparently incapable of winning a race on his own. I am sure he's also glad to learn from Ms. Dowd that he's quite dependent on Democrats' very affirmative actions.

And how could I fail to comment on Ms. Dowd's last sentence quoted above? Context only amplifies the problem, for contextually the sentence is just about one of the worst things I've ever read (it even fails the most saccharine cutesy tests). After all, it's Hillary, is it not, who has her mouth full of "Barry's" flesh; is she not the one savoring? And if Hillary is as rapacious as described by Ms. Dowd, wouldn't she love to sever "Barry's" Achilles tendon with her jaws?

Clarity, be damned!

©Bill Gnade 2008/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

"She Is To Literacy What Phone Sex Is To Oratory"

The ever-brilliant and transcendent Maureen Dowd, that Gorgon-loving scribbler from the New York Times, blesses us again with her pellucid commentary on all things political, this time on the erstwhile White House press secretary Scott McClellan's recently released tell-all, What Happened. Watch her work her magic:

So now comes Scott McClellan, once the most loyal of the Texas Bushies, to reveal “What Happened,” as the title of his book promises, to turn W. from a genial, humble, bipartisan good ol’ boy to a delusional, disconnected, arrogant, ideological flop.

Although his analytical skills are extremely limited, the former White House press secretary — Secret Service code name Matrix — takes a stab at illuminating Junior’s bumpy and improbable boomerang journey from family black sheep and famous screw-up back to family black sheep and famous screw-up. [emphasis mine]

At the risk of majoring in a minor, I have to make one astute point: no "boomerang journey" can ever be "bumpy." Of course, I now confess to the sin of averring I've made an astute point. Surely I've overextended myself. But surely I have not overstated my case when it comes to Ms. Dowd's literary abilities. Her capacious wits have been sufficiently examined by this writer (a link to the essay from whence I culled this post's title), and I've successfully shown that her capacities are not exactly what one might call expansive. Expensive perhaps, especially to correct, but expansive? Hardly.

Ms. Dowd, at least to this writer, has a preternatural view of her own abilities. Note that she includes herself in the pantheon of gifted analysts by comparison: she posits the diagnosis that Mr. McClellan's "analytical skills are extremely limited." Ms. Dowd's penchant for pointing out her neighbors' inadequacies is less a habit of insight than it is a habit of self-disclosure: she's certain she is not one of them. (And we nod, smiling, giving her gentle reassurances.)

Ironically, she is unable to see that she is one of them, her (lame) references to Shakespeare notwithstanding. Moreover, she is blind to the irony, as blind to it as she is to the glaring contradiction she commits in her indubitably trenchant analysis. Surely she could be more circumspect, no?

An astute reader would note that if Mr. McClellan's "analytical skills are severely limited," a description that places him perilously close to the brain injured or "retarded," then said reader could only conclude that Mr. McClellan's analysis of the Bush White House is plainly retarded to everyone but Ms. Dowd. But no, no. She finds his analysis compelling, even worthy. She gleans some true gems from McClellan's severely limited analysis, like McClellan's apparently flawless recollection of what triggered his doubts about President Bush's integrity: he overheard the then-nominee Bush in 2000 tell a supporter he couldn't recall having used cocaine. Such fine analysis proves one thing to Ms. Dowd: What Happened is quite the exposé! Riveting stuff.

That Ms. Dowd would conclude her essay with further disclosures of her limited grasp of the genesis of the War on Terror leaves this writer buckled over in laughter (though not without some sympathy). Ms. Dowd has an audience after all, less prone to laughter and far more sympathetic than I; that faithful audience is quite enamored of her brand of revisionism. And she is compensated and affirmed for her inadequacies by that audience, which is what even the severely limited deserve -- at least twice a week.

(See how easy this is, Ms. Dowd?)

©Bill Gnade 2008/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Esse Quam Videri

Contratimes readers familiar with Credenda Agenda, New St. Andrews College, or Douglas Wilson, should read the New York Times Magazine article, "Onward Christian Soldiers." (You may need to register at the NYT, but the process is quick, easy and worth it.)

I am eager to learn what readers think, not so much of the article per se, but of the vision of Christian higher education proposed by Mr. Wilson and New St. Andrews. Ask yourself (if you wish) what it might mean to be a "medieval Protestant"; whether such a goal is desirable. Some of us are currently in the market looking for colleges for our children: Is New St. Andrews good enough for our children, or too good? Do Wilson and company espouse true Christian intellectual virtues, or does their philosophy amount to so much pastiche? Is this all just some romanticized picture of a don in pedantic pose, or is this a picture of the true Christian mind in the raptures of rigorous discipline and inquiry? Are there idols afoot, or would this all be representative of the matriculating Christ, or Christ as senior fellow? Is this really about transforming culture or salvaging civilization, or is it Inklings Make-Believe, an almost idolatrous fixation on C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien and Owen Barfield and Charles Williams maintained as a sort of academic theme park, complete with gay draughts of bitter, bawdy conversation and the apt Latin phrase?

What do you think?

Peace.

©Bill Gnade 2007/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

On Paying Attention: Maureen Dowd, Welcome Back

As some of you know, The New York Times at 12:00 am (EST) today, discontinued its "TimesSelect" service, a subscription service providing access to a lot of NYT on-line features, including access to the Times' well-known columnists. The news of the program's cancellation means at least one thing: I am SO happy. Gratitude knows no bounds in my household this morning.

Today's column by Maureen Dowd is a perfect example of intellectual barrenness masquerading as intellectual fecundity. Ms. Dowd has proven -- again? -- that it matters not what you know; what matters is the style with which you present what you clearly don't know. And what Ms. Dowd clearly does not know is the news in her own newspaper.

In Alan (Not Atlas) Shrugged, Ms. Dowd gives us a list of several men who slinked away from the public eye only -- in a "fashion" -- to slink back. Her list includes O.J. Simpson, Donald Rumsfeld, Larry Craig and -- curiously -- former Fed chair, Alan Greenspan.

Consider what Ms. Dowd says of Mr. Greenspan:

Even though he rubber-stamped W.’s tax cuts, Alan Greenspan is now upbraiding the president and vice president for profligate spending and putting politics ahead of sound economics.…

Irrational exuberance, indeed. [emphasis added]

Surely we cannot deny Ms. Dowd her success at being the NYT's equivalent of the popular high school girl cheered -- not for her academic prowess -- but for her aptitude at gossip. For surely this is pure gossip; perhaps it's even the very antithesis of polemics. How did Ms. Dowd not know the facts as reported in her own paper?

Read this from the New York Times, March 2001:

Mr. Greenspan's support for a tax cut and his warnings about runaway spending have given Republicans a lift as they seek to push Mr. Bush's plan. [emphasis added]

Those of us who remember Mr. Greenspan's testimony on Capitol Hill regarding the Bush tax cuts recall that he did not offer his support to those cuts without also issuing stern warnings about spending: to Greenspan, the Bush cuts would only have the desired effects if Washington scaled back spending on all levels.

How did Ms. Dowd not know this? The answer is simple, really. Perhaps it can best be expressed in what could be the NYT's new motto: We know so you don't have to.

And note that Ms. Dowd avers that Mr. Greenspan "rubber-stamped" George W. Bush's tax cuts. The use of this tired verb -- intended to imply that Greenspan and his peers were little more than automatons in the Bush regime -- is used with such facility that one would be right to point out that those who use it do so automatically, even robotically. Plus, has Alan Greenspan ever rubber-stamped anything in his career?

In the end, perhaps the most important point in all this is that Ms. Dowd does not really know her Ayn Rand. After all, Atlas IS shrugging. Surely Steve Fossett's disappearance proves this, no?

©Bill Gnade 2007/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Flashpan: Sparks About Anything

1. This morning, in the wake of last week's major raid on illegal immigrants working at a New Bedford, MA factory, the New York Times offered us this editorial (Immigration Misery), which began with this dandy lead:

"A screaming baby girl has been forcibly weaned from breast milk and taken, dehydrated, to an emergency room, so that the nation’s borders will be secure."

Let us ignore the fact that this is yellow journalism from capital to period. Let us also ignore that the crying baby story is apparently not even rooted in fact. Instead, let's focus on mere rhetoric: What this sentence and the rest of the editorial represent is a glaring example of the fallacy argumentum ad misericordiam. In other words, it is a blatant appeal to misery or pity to lend gravitas to an argument. It is not an attempt to reason, but to affect or persuade. It is not an appeal to the mind -- to logic or science or analysis -- but to the emotions. It is heart-string stuff; counter-rational and, sadly, untrustworthy.

It is also shameful and sickening. And all too common.

But in the last analysis I think we should note that it is perhaps bad practice for any journalist to forcibly wean a screaming baby from breast milk in order to find a lead.

2. If you have not seen world-renowned Islamic scholar and Princeton professor Bernard Lewis deliver the 2007 Irving Kristol Award lecture, then you should. It is a great lecture, irrespective of whether the man is at all right. He is 90 years old however, so there are moments when his throat gets a little froggy; you'll find yourself clearing your own throat in sympathetic reflex as you watch. But the man is a giant of a scholar. I found the whole thing riveting. But I am a nerd. You can watch the lecture here.

3. I cannot over-praise the essay in this month's First Things called "Just War and Iraq Wars," by George Weigel. Weigel is consistently one of my favorite First Things contributors. Unfortunately the essay is only available in the print edition of First Things, so you'll have to either find one on the newstand or steal one from the seminary library (or you pastor wannabes should get a subscription ). The article is the best thing I've read on the battle for Iraq and the war on terror. And by best, I mean the best thing -- by a long shot. But in lieu of Weigel's fine work, there is this First Things debate about George Bush's effectiveness. The debate is really quite good, though it is between two men who undeniably fall on the conservative side of the issues (not that there is anything wrong with that). Check out what Joseph Bottum and Michael Novak have to say.

And then get a subscription. It is truly a great journal. Besides, you'll just dig Richard John Neuhaus as he extemporizes out in the public square.

4. Now that I have mentioned Joseph Bottum, I can't ignore his disheartening blog entry from yesterday. No, it's not that he dealt with some sort of bleak tragedy or dark tale. He merely observed that much of what is published in the blogosphere is pure rejectamenta. But not everything. Bottum's essay is part lament, for sure, but it is also part paean: he finds prose that sets him laughing or sets him reeling, both with delight. And he further observes that no one has yet found this generation's on-line Chesterton. Not that the world even needs another Chesterton; I believe Gilbert Keith might holler that there is more than enough of him walking these streets. But Bottum's essay in the final analysis disheartens me not because he is a hard editor to please (I bet he is) or that he has rejected my mean efforts at smooth and elegant prose, but because his words prompt me to reject them myself. It is one thing to be heard, and another to be appreciated; but neither compares to being original and interesting. Any fool can write something a reader might not easily forget, but it takes a certain talent to write something a reader might take pleasure in remembering.

It is odd that I should find myself tempted to measure success in terms of how quickly I reach Bottum.

Peace.

©Bill Gnade 2007/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Friday's ¶ Of The Day

Today's ¶ (paragraph) Of The Day comes from the inimitable and duly controversial Princeton philosopher Peter Singer in his New York Times OP-ED, "A Convenient Truth," wherein is discussed the medical prevention of a mentally-impaired child's normal physical development:

"Here’s where things get philosophically interesting. We are always ready to find dignity in human beings, including those whose mental age will never exceed that of an infant, but we don’t attribute dignity to dogs or cats, though they clearly operate at a more advanced mental level than human infants. Just making that comparison provokes outrage in some quarters. But why should dignity always go together with species membership, no matter what the characteristics of the individual may be?"

My only response is that Mr. Singer must not love cats or dogs.

I will stipulate that I am the only person on the planet who loves cats and dogs, fishers and fish, raccoons and rascally rabbits. I will freely confess that I have often stopped and removed roadkill from busy highways; I recently dragged a dead fisher (wrongly called a "fisher cat") out of the road. And I usually do so with some sort of prayer: I even used to perform a hasty ceremony, and, in a poem on the matter, I referred to myself as a "sort of priest for the tired."

What Mr. Singer fails to see is that I dignify life all around me every day: I manage and prune trees in my yard; I sow and manage flowers in my field (I am reintroducing wild lupine destroyed by a neighbor); I feed birds and squirrels. In short, I dignify those creatures that seem to care nothing at all about dignity. In fact, I grant a dying dog or bleeding bird more dignity than it gives itself, or it receives from its own pack or flock. The dead coyote I found frozen in last year's melting snow, its eyes plucked out by turkey vultures, received a blessing from me in silence deep in the uncomprehending forest. Its pack might have even returned and scavenged on its frozen limbs.

I also do something else: I assume that nature loves being so dignified.

But most importantly, what Mr. Singer fails to see is that the impulse for dignity comes from humans alone. Though a few species do seem to care about their dead (elephants come to mind), or their living (meerkats are crazily attentive to their young), or their dying (Emperor penquins seem to care), it is humans who ceremonialize birth, life, and death. We are a ceremonious, ritualistic bunch; we desire and even expect dignity all around us. From births and birthdays, from christenings to baptisms to bar mitzvahs, to wakes and funerals and anniverseries to holidays, we honor and celebrate milestones with alacrity, and like no other species. Thus, as a mere species in Mr. Singer's philosophical reflections, we humans merit dignity because we ask for it and we give it; and we do not give it to those species who do not seem to care for it all (like great white sharks and Komodo dragons). In short, NOT dignifying other species is in fact to dignify them, for we are giving them exactly what they give themselves.

I grant that I may be personally out of whack for softly praying over dead animals, but I believe in the Christian idea that my sins (though not mine alone) have caused widespread suffering throughout the biosphere: All of creation groans for the redemption of God's children.

This is why we deserve dignity, and this is why some of us, unlike Mr. Singer, attempt to dignify every living and dying thing around us: today, no doubt, I may even rescue a spider from the tub. The spider will not know I have been kind, nor do I know whether my kindness will result in my wife being bitten by that cool spider's mandibles later in the day. What I do know is that there is something different about me, and about every human on the planet, if I but take one minute to study any other creature walking the earth.

God bless the family in question whose daughter is so desperately sick. May mercy and gladness of heart fill their days, and may God's will be done.

Peace.

BG

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

More Awards; The Empty Keg Award For Story Of The Year, 2006

In keeping with my promise that I shall list my awards for best and worst of 2006 (categories determined on a whim), I would like to announce the winner of the monumental -- and very first -- 2006 Empty Keg Award for Story of the Year. It is a simple award, and it is thoroughly a disappointing one. After all, what could be more disappointing than an empty keg?

Sadly, I have no idea to whom I should give this fine honor. For it has two distinct winners, and yet both stand at opposite ends of the story. On the one end is the main stream media in America (and its European counterpart), while on the other is the Bush Administration. The former deserves accolades for wresting away and gaining control of the most important story of our time; and the latter deserves the award for letting the media get away with it. The story? Well, that is simple: The story is the genesis of the Iraq Conflict. And the Empty Keg goes to all those who repackaged history, who accepted that history, and permitted that history to become normative. Just read this clip from a recent CBS News/60 Minutes interview with President George W. Bush (the president was interviewed by reporter Scott Pelley at Camp David):

PELLEY: You know better than I do that many Americans feel that your administration has not been straight with the country, has not been honest. To those people you say what?

BUSH: On what issue?

PELLEY: Well, sir . . .

BUSH: Like the weapons of mass destruction?

PELLEY: No weapons of mass destruction.

BUSH: Yeah.

PELLEY: No credible connection between 9/11 and Iraq.

BUSH: Yeah.

PELLEY: The Office of Management and Budget said this war would cost somewhere between $50 billion and $60 billion and now we're over 400.

BUSH: I gotcha. I gotcha. I gotcha.

The sentence in bold is highlighted as a perfect exemplar of the Great Revision. To which, incredibly, the president says, "Yeah."

For sheer fun, for the jolly folly of it all, let me remind readers that A) there was not one minute from 1991 to March 2003 that the United States was not in military conflict with Iraq; B) that President Bill Clinton received during his term in office news of a fatwa - drafted by Osama bin Laden in 1998 - which called for death to Americans everywhere; C) that the fatwa placed America's continued oppression -- directed by President Clinton -- of Iraq and the Iraqi people as the primary reason Americans should be killed; D) that in 1998 President Bill Clinton signed into law the Iraq Liberation Act calling for "regime change" in that tired country; E) and that the United States was attacked by Osama bin Laden in 2001 as a direct result of its bellicose posture towards Iraq (throughout the 1990's, the Clinton Administration bombed Iraq nearly every other day).

Thus, two things: The Iraq/September 11 connection is a causal one; and is so utterly credible it is incredible that anyone could be ignorant of this fact; and secondly, it is despicable that these historic facts have been permitted to drift into oblivion by the press and the president. And these are not the only facts in the case!

Nevertheless, because we at Contratimes have been wide-eyed and unblinking as we watched propaganda attain the status of absolute truth, we can with clarity of mind and soul pronounce that the 2006 Empty Keg Award for Story of the Year is well-deserved by many who walk this planet. I think the Empty Keg Award should be passed around like the Stanley Cup: first, it should go to the editorial offices of the New York Times, then to Keith Olbermann, and then to the White House. And I am sure Harry Reid, Nancy Pelosi and Howard Dean will want to share it with their many fellow revisionists.

Peace.

©Bill Gnade 2007/Contratimes. All Rights Reserved.

For some further commentary regarding Iraq, 9/11, and the 9/11 Commission Report, go here. Then there is my incomparable "Adam and Eve Must Have Been Neo-Cons."

Friday, May 13, 2005

The New York Times' drug dealers, Part IV

[In keeping with my claim that "the New York Times is the opiate of the people," and that its columnists are essentially dealers in said opiate, I continue with Ms. Maureen Dowd.]

Maureen Dowd's column (5.7.05), complete with Washington dateline (What Rough Beasts?), just makes things too easy for me. I swear, her essay describes a positively hallucinatory experience, presented in a recklessness befitting a person convinced of the superiority of her own LSD trip. Of course, we are talking about opiates, and Dowd's dispensed opiate is a rhetorical style that appeals to those who love to pretend to be intellectual. It's dress-up for the mind dealt with all the speed of drive-up window service: you quickly get your fix, though it ain't much.

Seriously, Ms. Dowd could not make my point easier than if she actually did peddle drugs on Broadway.

Here's the gist of Dowd's piece:

She "loves", or so she claims, chimeras (pronounced ki MEER ahs, for you pedantic-types), mythological monsters composed of sundry animal parts, you know, fire-breathing lion-headed goats with snake tails (Dowd calls the chimera of mythology a "she-monster"). From this deeply personal revelation, Dowd further reveals that she has a Medusa magnet on her refrigerator, confirming for all of us that she is a bona fide monster enthusiast. Of course, with that Gorgon on her fridge, one might conclude that Ms. Dowd enjoys delivering an icy stare at unsuspecting men, turning them to stone.

Curiously, Dowd springboards from these disclosures to genetics, from whence she teaches us that geneticists warn of chimeras being generated by humanity's heavy-handed intrusion into genetic engineering. Referencing Frankenstein's real master, Mary Shelley, Dowd concludes that "Playing Creator is tricky - even if you chase down your accidents with torches."

Guess, just guess, what Dowd's next line is.

After writing 423 words, Dowd writes this laugher:

"President Bush's experiments in Afghanistan and Iraq created his own chimeras, by injecting feudal and tribal societies with the cells of democracy, and blending warring factions and sects. Some of the forces unleashed are promising; others are frightening."

Why is this so funny? First, it proves that Dowd finds an odd pleasure in surprising unsuspecting men, leaving them - as the President should be after reading Dowd's piece - frozen in speechlessness. Second, after playing the pedagogue with us on matters of mythology and bio-ethics, Dowd unfurls without shame a contradiction of such magnitude, she can't even see it. For Dowd has just taken so much of our time telling us about how much she loves chimeras; only to tell us that she doesn't love the chimeras created in Bush's political petri dish.

But it is also funny because it is so damned cutesy: "... injecting feudal and tribal societies with the cells of democracy ..." Is it possible that such drivel garners Pulitzer Prizes? You bet!

What other chimeras does she fear and loathe? (Does she love what she fears and loathes, or does she fear and loathe what she loves? Or does none of it matter in the nightmarish world of Maureen Dowd?)

Apparently she finds too grotesque for her refrigerator "The Republican Party"; Tom Delay, G. W. and Bill Frist (dangerous chimeras crushing Washingtonians beneath their cloven hoofs); evangelical Christians, who've hijacked the GOP (she must just ADORE the religious left, which explains her silence about that political force); and those who thought that giving food and water to a brain-injured woman - loved by her family - was not extraordinary medical intervention.

Yes, Dowd loves chimeras.

But the best is that Dowd slams the religious right for fearing "stem cell research, which could lead to more of a 'culture of life'..." All this from a woman who has just said that she loves chimeras, and then warns us of the dangers facing geneticists who dare blend genetic material between species. Why be so concerned about a few rogue gene strains, Ms. Dowd, if you are so enamored of stem cell research? (Please note that Dowd plays the perfect Gorgon here, for she fails to tell us that the religious right does not fear stem cell research; rather, it opposes embryonic stem cell research.) If Shelley is so inerrant about the dangers of being a creator, then why, Ms. Dowd, are evangelicals so errant when they say the same thing?

Suffice it to say that Ms. Dowd's essay reveals something startling: there is a creature who writes with contradicting hands, who speaks without thinking, whose metaphors are sophomorically mixed. In short, we have convincing evidence of a monster, a key-tapping she-monster.

And it is clear that Ms. Dowd loves that monster terribly; and perhaps even loves her alone.

One can only wonder if Ms. Dowd realizes that the only way to slay Medusa is to use a mirror.

(Put that on your refrigerator.)

©Bill Gnade 2005/Contratimes - All Rights Reserved.

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Wednesday, May 11, 2005

The New York Times' drug dealers, Part II

(Part I of this ridiculously outstanding series begins here.)

[In keeping with my claim made yesterday that "the New York Times is the opiate of the people," and that its columnists are essentially dealers in said opiate, I continue with Mr. Frank Rich.]

On Sunday, 5.8.05, Frank Rich rebuked the media for its increasing complicity in perpetuating the propaganda of the Bush administration; for its pandering to its own corporate interests; and for its lack of journalistic standards. Laced through Rich's essay, Laura Bush's Mission Accomplished, are heavy doses of soporifics that yield little else but oscitancy, you know, yawning.

Here's essentially Rich's argument: Media respect in the broader culture is on the skids because the masses are sick and tired of the media kow-towing to the Bush adminstration. A more liberal, aggressive, and independent press would do wonders for the press' bad image problems, at least Rich believes.

To think that Rich only mentions the Jayson Blair scandal in passing - which is a real scandal at the Times - and yet suggests that Laura Bush's jokes were scandalously applauded by a "sycophantic" press, reveals that Mr. Rich has his priorities in odd order. It's not that the press has been too timid in its reportage, Mr. Rich, a timidity that has media ratings sliding down the tubes. It's that the press' reportage has been dishonest.

What? Does Rich forget the 60 Minutes documents already? Does he think the Jayson Blair story is a rare anomaly? Does he think that most consumers of news believe that the media are fair, or unbiased? Come now, Mr. Rich. Most people recognize that the media are almost entirely composed of supporters of one political party. That is why media outlets are finding it hard to dominate their markets: Because more and more consumers are hip to the fact that NEWS is no longer the scoop. SPIN is the scoop.

Media outlets no longer (largely because it is a 24/7 never-to-stop lustfest for one-upsmanship) take the time to find real news rooted in real events; they look for real events and real news to spin in a particularly unique and marketable way. Should the NYT begin to market a product that was spun conservative (no gay wedding announcements, an op-ed page like the WSJ, Maureen Dowd, Frank Rich, and Bob Herbert replaced by Ann Coulter, Rich Lowry, and David Horowitz), that paper would see its left-leaning market decline, a market it has created by appealing to the left in the tri-state area; complete with a mystique that the "paper of record" is where serious thinkers get their news (a mystique which appeals to the Democrats in my sleepy little NH town). So, it's not about the news, Mr. Rich, but the ideology in which the news is cradled, even shaped.

But here is the reality, gleaned from my own years as a print journalist. Please allow these few anecdotes to help build my case.

In 1983, I believe, while sitting with my father during his lunch break in the main hall of the MacDowell Art Colony (my father was the maintenance foreman at that esteemed retreat), I watched a televised mid-day news conference with President Ronald Reagan. I recall that at no time did President Reagan raise his hand, or touch his face, during his opening statements. Then, as he fielded questions pertaining to numerous topics including the invasion of Grenada, President Reagan scratched the side of his head while listening to one reporter's question. The instant he raised his hand, every motor-driven 35mm camera in the White House press room ripped off countless frames, the mad whirring and clicking evident to the TV audience.

The next day, on the front page of the Boston Globe, above the fold, was a photo of President Reagan, in a boxed story. The photo showed Reagan scratching his head, his mouth slightly open as if speaking, with a pullout quote in bold text adjacent to his image. The quote, about Grenada, read something like this: "Um, I am not sure ... I don't know about ..." Amazingly, the question that was being asked when Reagan touched his head was not about Grenada at all. So, the editors of the Globe ran an unflattering image of the President scratching his head to convey the idea that he did not know what the hell was going on. (Please realize: He was not speaking when the photo was taken; he was listening, and, for an instant, the camera lied.)

THIS is why the media are (and have been) losing America's respect, Mr. Rich!

But there is more. While I was covering Barbara Bush's 1991 campaign for her husband's presidential bid, I recall the repugnant commentary of the press pack following her. It was replete with indecency. The topper? A Boston TV news anchor turned to me and asked rhetorically, "Why should we care what she says. She just f---- the president."

While working as a staffer at what is touted as the "most liberal newspaper in New Hampshire" (the 60 town region it covers now votes almost exclusively Democratic. Surprised?), I recall that the sarcastic, critical attitude that pervaded the newsroom without so much as a moment of self-reflection, struck me as endemic to the whole newsgathering process. And when it came to photographing candidates for office as they stumped through the region, countless photos were taken, with the least flattering images going to the Republicans. In fact, the chief of photography, one of my dearest friends and a longtime Massachusetts Democrat, confessed to me that he ALWAYS submits the least flattering photographs of Republicans possible. Why? Because to him they are nothing but "greedy, lying bastards." And this from an award-winning photojournalist whose work has appeared in the New York Times, The Boston Globe, The Associated Press and Washington Post.

Recently, I was assigned by a major national news outlet (this admission may cost me my relationship there) to photograph (and I will be as discreet as possible) a story related to a major international conflict. The photo editor requested in an email photo request that I take a "moody portrait" of a particular person. Can you guess which way the story was going to lean when a photo editor asks for a portrait to be "moody"?

That the news media create news where there is none; that they bend it to conform to an ideological market they want to exploit for cash; that they scoop each other not with news but with spin; these are the reasons Americans no longer trust the media. Moreover, Americans don't trust the media because they think more carefully than Frank Rich.

Mr. Rich need only look at his own work, and the work of his paper, to see why the media have fallen in such disrepute and disrepair. The slovenliness of Mr. Rich's colleague, Bob Herbert, for instance, in his last two columns, is a perfect example of why Americans are looking high and low for more trustworthy sources.

Contratimes

PS. Dear Mr. Rich,

Do you mind if I challenge you, since you are part of the press? Surely you don't. So, one more thing. When you berate the press for failing to get into President Bush's face for his announcement two years ago that 'major combat operations were over' in Iraq, you know, the "Mission Accomplished speech"; do you realize how inane you sound? For how is it that controlling a nation's commerce; its infrastructure and superstructure; its airfields and airspace; its military, government and its power plants; its highways and schools, how is it, dear sir, that such an accomplishment does not signify to you the END of major combat operations? Are we still in need of hurling cruise missiles in the Sunni triangle from warships in the Persian Gulf? Are we still in need of B-52 sorties dropping Daisy Cutters on Saddam's Republican Guard? Do we need to send tank battalions to level Iraqi defenses?

How long, dear sir, does America need to control (total control is impossible) a nation thousands of miles away before you - and your clairvoyant colleagues - will tell us when major combat is indeed over?

Peace.

BG

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Tuesday, May 10, 2005

The New York Times' drug dealers, Part I

I made a mistake in my last two posts. Celebrating diversity is not the opiate of the people. The New York Times is the opiate of the people. Surely its columnists are dealers in sedatives that repress the mind from actually thinking; lulling readers into an intellectual state that can only be regarded as torpid. Daily the "Paper of Record" dispenses its opinion like literary pills, teasing the intellect with a false sense of sophistication but leaving it damaged and confused. It's a sort of seditious magic trick, craftily performed to win approval, only to smite the audience on the backside of the head: The hand is indeed quicker than the eye, and the brain.

How else to describe the attacks on the Church spooned out by Nicholas Kristof (twice in one week, and by a man who is not a Catholic!). Or the indictments passed along by Frank Rich, written like so much syrupy gossip - "Hey, did you know that so-and-so said this; and can you believe that so-and-so said that?" - in perfect ear-tickling prose, all form, no substance (Rich is the sort of man who dominates conversation at a dinner party). Maureen Dowd's cramp-laced whinings; or Bob Herbert's completely uncircumspect wonderings; or Paul Krugman's snivellings for socialism: Each of these are not the kind of people destined to impress judges at a Logic Contest, unless it be a feminist/postmodern logic contest, where "my-logic-is-not-your-linear-patriarchal-logic" wins debates.

Where to begin? The misdeeds and the misdoers are too many. It feels a lot like doing battle with "spiritual wickedness in high places," though to think thus is to flatter the NYT.

I shall begin today with Mr. Bob Herbert, the man who this week swallowed the camel of Aidan Delgado without so much as flinching. Twice Herbert featured in his columns the story of Delgado, the honorably discharged US reservist, now a self-appointed whistleblower on all things Iraq. Herbert makes this startling conclusion at the end of his second column on Mr. Delgado:

"Mr. Delgado's complaints and the entire conduct of this wretched war should be thoroughly investigated."

Please note the fallacy hidden in the sentence. It goes something like this: The war (in Iraq) is wretched. Mr. Delgado's claims prove that. Therefore the war is wretched.

Well, though fallacious, that's not exactly the fallacy I wanted to point out. That kind of fallacy can be excused.

But the kind of fallacy that cannot be excused is this: Mr. Delgado's complaints prove that the war in Iraq is wretched. Therefore, Mr. Delgado's complaints should be thoroughly investigated.

See the problem?

Herbert posits that Delgado's complaints need to be investigated, though Herbert has just used those complaints to prove Herbert's own presumption: the conduct of the entire war is wretched (though the conduct should be "thoroughly investigated").

Confused? You SHOULD be, because if you're not, you are addicted to the opiate which drips from Herbert's pen.

Here's what Herbert does not investigate AT ALL:

1) The truly dubious claim that a young college student enlists in the Army Reserve in Florida (is that where?) on September 11, 2001, without knowing that the United States was under attack. (Can you imagine his two recruiters not knowing that this was going on? Does Herbert, or anyone, call these two recruiters? No.)

2) That the same student, whose father is an alumnus of the Peace Corps and anti-war through and through, would ever sign up for the military in the first place.

3) That this student, while as a reservist in basic training, would morph into an Arabic-speaking (he learned to speak Arabic while living in Egypt with his parents; his dad employed by the State Department, I believe) Buddhist pacifist who seeks nothing other than to be a conscientious objector. (Any witnesses to Delgado's religious or political proclivities prior to his conversion from alleged militarist to pacifist? Any friends from high school or college?)

4) That this reservist, now activist and war critic, when asked by two different interviewers "What else did you witness?" answers that he witnessed only to what amounts to hearsay. (Moreover, many if not most of the pictures Delgado is showing on the lecture circuit he's been enjoying were taken by other photographers; only some, the "grainy ones," the ones taken without a telephoto lens [amazing that he should point this out], are pictures he actually took.)

5) That US servicemen smashed bottles on the heads of Iraqis while driving down city streets (Delgado only HEARD about this); that a US military officer slashed Iraqis with an antenna; or kicked a child. (Any other witnesses? Herbert doesn't ask.)

6) That Delgado claims that the imprisoned at Abu Ghraib were NOT bad criminals, an admission that Herbert (et al) accept without full disclosure. For Delgado admits that the Abu Ghraib prisoners were sent there by - you got it - IRAQI judges for all sorts of crimes, many petty to American standards. Yes, apparently prisoners were brought to Abu Ghraib by American forces. But the implication is that EVERYONE was harmless and illegally rounded up by American troops, when the majority, per Delgado's own words elsewhere, were detained by Iraqis. Americans were largely just on guard duty.

7) That Delgado claimed inside knowledge of Abu Ghraib atrocities (particularly one event) when he worked almost exclusively as a Humvee mechanic. Delgado admits that he did not SEE the atrocities (particularly one event where several Iraqi prisoners were shot during an alleged prison riot). In fact, Delgado gets the number of dead from that event wrong in two interviews; and compared with official statements. How does a "witness" get this wrong? Herbert doesn't seem to care to know.

Mr. Herbert could have taken just a few minutes to do what I did: I Googled Delgado and landed on several transcripts of interviews he gave to various left-leaning journalists (see Amy Goodman's interview with Delgado; then compare it with Scott Fleming's interview at Alternet.)

That Herbert should have asked BASIC journalistic questions about Delgado; that he should have had at least a pretense of skepticism, goes without saying.

BUT THERE IS MORE

Herbert reflects on the power of photography, namely Delgado's collection of images, to sway public opinion (in his favor, no less):

"This is what happens in war. It's the sickening reality that is seldom seen in the censored, sanitized version of the conflict that Americans typically get from the government and the media.

Americans' attitude toward war in general and this war in particular would change drastically if the censor's veil were lifted and the public got a sustained, close look at the agonizing bloodshed and other horrors that continue unabated in Iraq. If that happened, support for any war that wasn't an absolute necessity would plummet."


One wonders if Herbert is paying attention to himself, for there is hardly a more UN-circumspect argument a man could make. For the liberal Herbert has made a conservative's argument about all sorts of things, like partial birth abortion or homosexuality.

Does Herbert want to inform the largely sanitized public about what really goes on during an abortion, particularly a late term abortion? If so, let's show some pictures of such procedures. Why be so squeamish? And while we are at it, let's show some video of homosexual sex acts in bathhouses and rest stops; or just even in the "marriage beds" of gay couples. Don't we want to be informed?

In fact, let's see if we can drum up images of Bill Clinton in the Oval Office abusing a woman (an underling) with a cigar; and receiving fellatio while on the phone discussing military ops in Bosnia. That way we might learn from the censorious press that the private life of a sitting President might indeed have grotesque public consequences.

Perhaps if we showed more images of breast-cancer surgeries, or colonoscopies, we might reduce the number of those procedures. Or perhaps we should have seen some recent video of Terri Schaivo (all video clips were years old, her husband wanting to keep the public eye off her), particularly during her last days, complete with audio.

(One wonders whether Herbert agreed with fans or critics of The Passion of the Christ. Fans applauded the film for its unflinching look at Christ's sufferings, images that allegedly drew the devout and the fence-sitters closer to the Lord; while critics flinched at the realism, finding the violence gratuitous and 'Jew-baiting" [to this censorious group a more sanitized movie would have better served the public.])

Mr. Herbert states the obvious: inundating people with horrible images of things may indeed influence behavior. Show enough bad images of even GOOD things, like colonoscopies, and one might reduce support for that life-saving medical procedure.

But notice Herbert does not ask us to look at images of innocent civilians getting blown up by insurgents. Notice there is no reference to beheadings. Or the grotesque deaths of American soldiers. Or the collapsing towers in New York. Nope. Don't want to see those things. Why?

You know why. But if you don't, you're drugged.

Peace.

BG

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Part II of the this series begins here. You don't want to miss it. Seriously.

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Wednesday, April 27, 2005

When armor is a liability (Thoughts on the Iraq War, Part I)

[updated May 3, 2005]

(Monday's New York Times [4/25] reported that a particular U.S. Marine unit in Iraq had suffered heavy losses. Much of the loss was blamed on poorly armored Humvees. The reader will recall, too, that late last year Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld was questioned by a soldier about insufficiently armored vehicles. Today, as last year, the media point a finger at the alleged failings of the Defense Department and the Bush Administration to adequately protect soldiers in harm's way. And Sunday's [5/1] NYT editorial rebuked the DOD for failing to adequately protect soldiers in the field.)

[updated November 24, 2006]

(As predicted here in this essay, American soldiers are indeed experiencing difficulties with military vehicles retro-fitted with armor. The vehicles were never designed to carry such weight.)


When I worked as a photojournalist, I would occasionally hear this sort of remark at the scene of a gruesome car accident: "Had they been going slower, the injuries would not have been so severe." Or, in the case of a collision that was newsworthy despite the fact no one was hurt, one might hear: "Had they been going faster, they would not have been so lucky."


That these two comments -- both on the surface oozing with common sense though utterly inane  -- proves the point that most people who speak thusly are simply not thinking. For if two cars were indeed traveling faster, then they would have been in different spaces at different times, and thus would not have collided at all. There would be no injuries; and there would be no news. The truly common sense thing would be to say, "If only they had been going faster this crash would not have happened." For that is accurate.

The same goes for cars traveling slower. Two drivers chugging along the same road would not ever hit each other at point A if they have not yet reached point A; nor will they ever reach it simultaneously.

Of course, we know what people MEAN by these inane statements. They MEAN to say that "at the point" of impact it would have been better had they been going slower. But the reality remains: If they were going slower, there would be no point of impact.

Thus highlights the very stupid observations offered by those critics of the war in Iraq who believe that armored Humvees would protect soldiers: "If only they had Kevlar window panels, these soldiers would not have died."

But let me rip somewhat irrationally on this idea for a moment. For the critics' arguments are akin to this: "If the bullet that just passed through Cpl. Smith's waist had instead hit his government-issued canteen two inches to the right of entry, he'd be alive now. How dare the Bush administration only provide one canteen to each of our servicemen, and how dare Rumsfeld require the canteen be worn in one specific spot!"

Now let me be a bit more rational. A Humvee is a heavy, rugged vehicle, with suspension, transmission and various other components designed to provide optimal all-terrain behaviors in a variety of war situations. It was NEVER designed to be an armored personnel carrier. It was designed to be relatively fast (0-60 in 45 seconds, I believe), though not nearly as fast as most Democrats' Chevy Suburbans. Moreover, it is tuned according to both its dry weight, and its weight under load.

Imagine then, what would be required if all Humvees were retrofitted in the field with armor. The vehicle would be heavier; harder to drive (vision would be obscured); it would be slower. Springs, drivetrains, gas mileage: each of these would be affected. And thus the vehicle would become a potentially GREATER danger and liability. And then THIS would be the hue and cry:

"The Bush Administration and Donald Rumsfeld are being criticized for their failure to protect troops with better Humvees. For ever since the Defense Department retrofitted the Humvees with armor, the vehicles have become easy targets, as they are slower, less agile, and far more difficult to drive. And now that the insurgents know that the vehicles are more fortified, larger roadside bombs have been used to destroy these much more vulnerable targets. And in some cases soldiers have been killed because the modified vehicles, now barely getting 3 miles per gallon of fuel (down from 8), have run out of gas in the midst of ambushes.

"We call for a complete overhaul of the Humvee project. That the Administration would so poorly protect our soldiers with armor that has cost more lives than it saved should anger Americans everywhere."

Thus would opine the New York Times.

Moreover, let's not forget that soldiers' behavior would change, perhaps endangering them even more, once they perceived themselves to be "protected." Safety gear often causes many a young man and woman to throw caution to the wind.

Look. Soldiers are still killed while wearing high-tech gear. Police officers are killed sometimes BECAUSE they are wearing bullet-proof vests (a small caliber round can enter through an unprotected arm hole and ricochet off the inside walls of the vest and rip up the chest cavity, a worse injury than if the officer was without a vest). If that's the case, should soldiers and officers NOT be issued this gear? Or should they be issued even MORE gear, protecting them from small arms fire, for sure, but limiting their movements, making them vulnerable to merely falling over like beetles on their backs?

Let us recall, too, that motor vehicle air bags, those great safety innovations with such promise, sometimes kill people, as do seatbelts. Sometimes the only person to survive a car wreck is that person ejected from a tumbling vehicle due to having not worn a safety restraint.

The fact remains that bad things happen in war, particularly the kind of war which is Iraq: A war where the enemy wears no uniforms, flies no flag, drives cars without insignias, and mercilessly kills any target, including itself.

Kevlar is a good thing. When and if possible, vehicles and the soldiers who operate them should be protected. But there are variables to protection and war that no war critic can either predict or remove.

You know, if only people could think a little more slowly they wouldn't smash themselves into such silly little bits.

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