Andreas Broeckmann on Tue, 8 Feb 2000 08:51:47 +0200 |
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Re: Syndicate: MORAL OUTRAGE AND POLITICAL ACTION |
From: Verdejost@aol.com Date: Mon, 7 Feb 2000 12:05:39 EST Subject: Re: Syndicate: MORAL OUTRAGE AND POLITICAL ACTION Dear Andreas: Is there some good reason why my occasional comments aren't sent out?? Re the Austrian matter I sent something some days ago, and you don't publish it? Because its politically incorrect?? The left in Austria setup this mess with its own clubby greedy corruption, a corruption which is readily admitted by about every Austrian I know (and I know a few), and with which I had some direct in=person (an unhappy) experience. This can't be said in the list discussion?? Really? [abroeck responds: Jon, I cannot say immediately why your messages don't get through, but in general I can say that the list is completely *open* for subscribers, messages don't get approved or censored which are sent by list members, but they go through *automatically* (majordomo software has no political ideology ;-); however, if people who are not on the list post to the list address, or if you post from an account that is not subscribed, the message bounces (this is to prevent all sorts of spam on the list) and ends up in the mail boxes of Arthur Bueno and Inke Arns who regularly forward these messages to the list without censoring anything, and with as little delay as possible. I know of no exceptions to this system, but if you are in doubt, the easiest is to write to <abueno@v2.nl>. greetings] [Jon Jost continues:] Here's one I thought I'd posted but maybe I didn't from a few months ago: Mihajlo Acimovic wrote: <<The story published in a press release, by Rastko Sejic, the next morning was that around 40-50 policemen, with patrol cars and vans (and I don't know if they mentioned an armored car or a helicopter hovering), charged into Student Square from all directions, brutally forced them against the wall, handcuffed them, took them into a van and drove away. The story was a complete and utter lie.... The reason why neither of us did the symbol was because we didn't want to advertise an organisation that is controlled by protest profiteurs and deeply corrupt. >> I thought another story along this line, from another place and another time, might be appropo: Chicago, 1968. I was working with what was called The Mobe (The Mobilization), an umbrella group of organisations and people coming together to make a protest at the Chicago Democratic Convention. The times were very volatile, the major "problem" being the escalating Vietnam war, the "civil rights" movement, all having become white-hot and naturally giving birth to various radicalisms. I had, from 1965 - 67 spent two years and a few months in prison for refusing to go into the military (my actual charge was failure to fill out some forms having to do with this). In Chicago prison was still a very recent and fresh memory. I worked in a little office space with something called Newsreel, a radical filmmaking outfit which had sprung up across country in the previous year. We were making a film about The Mobe. In the offices were numerous rather well-known rabble-rousers, radicals, politicos, among them Tom Hayden, future husband of Jane Fonda and liberal democratic something of California; Rennie Davis, a radical politico who later turned to guru Maharajee Jee, or something like that; Jerry Rubin, supposed yippee theatrical stage-manager, dressed in all the trappings of PR, who later transformed himself into a Wall Street advisor of some sort; Abbie Hoffman, perhaps a genuine anarchist who later went underground some years, and resurfaced a decade or two later, and later committed suicide; Dave Dellinger, an old-line sincere pacifist, and I think another few. They intended a large comprehensive umbrella to represent and draw to Chicago diverse and often not really compatible groups. As it happened their organisational efforts failed, and not very many of the predicted 100,000 protestors showed up. Instead the local corrupt city government of Mayor Daley, which worked by vote fraud and patronage (some dubious votes swung the 1960 election to Kennedy later known for bedding down with mafia girls) had a police department which fitting for the times was hyper-paranoid, and confronted with a pathetic gathering of protestors who did show up (maybe a thousand or so) went berserk, charging with batons and crazed, hitting whomever crossed their path over the head, running in private shops and homes. This sparked a mainly local reaction of liberals, teenagers looking for some rumbling, and other sorts, and suddenly Chicago and the convention were BIG news. I was intimately involved in it all, with a front row seat in the Mobe office. In fact I and a friend were the premature, two weeks before the convention first busts of the whole affair: dressed in scummy hippy garb we had gone to the convention site to take a Bolex shot of the miniature White House Portico being built on the side of the convention building. 6 police cars swooped on us as we left, we were arrested, and interrogated by the precinct police, the Chicago "Red Squad" (an anti-left political squad I was accustomed to seeing parked out my apartment), then the FBI and finally the secret service. The higher we went, the less they thought we were potential assassins. We were released a day later. During the convention various big names came to lend support and I think stroke their own egos: French playwright and writer Jean Genet, America's Norman Mailer. They came to play radicals, giving hot speeches before the collected mass of kids all shouting "hey hey, LBJ, how many kids did you kill today." And so on. It was major league theater, and thanks to the stupidity of the Chicago cops a failed demo toppled the democrats and sent Nixon to the White House. So much for radical politics. In the weeks before the convention Tom Hayden, hearing of my own story, said to me he didn't think he could do two years in prison. At the end of the convention a farmer out in Illinois, who had watched all the excitement on TV and took pity on we poor demonstrators invited the Mobe office crew, including the famous Big Wigs, out to his farm for a post-convention barbeque and rest. In the car I was in headed to the farm Rennie Davis sat beside me. A big deal had been made by the Mobe and the press about an attack by the police on Rennie, who sported a white, bloodied bandage wrapped around his head. In the car, the show over, he lifted this from his head like a hat, underneath of which there was no visible damage. Ever since then I have had a deep suspicion of all politicians, especially those who seemed to be the ones on "my side". The future trajectories of those in the office seemed only to underline the element of fashion, opportunism, and, well, moral and I suppose other corruptions that went along with most of these people. By way of which to say such things change little - places, names, particulars, yes; underlying human behaviours, no. Just in case of interest. Jon Jost Roma ------Syndicate mailinglist-------------------- Syndicate network for media culture and media art information and archive: http://www.v2.nl/syndicate to unsubscribe, write to <syndicate-request@aec.at> in the body of the msg: unsubscribe your@email.adress