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It stands to reason that opposition to a war will get you labled a traitor by the hard core hawks. It also stands to reason that doing so will link you in the minds of many with those protestors who crossed the line so long ago. In the war of spin, you are going to face the worst of it when you oppose military action, especially when the action has popular support.
Colleen Thomas said:In the viet nam era, protestors acted in a way that was totally unacceptable. By no means were all prtestors guilty of treating the troops badly, but as with most mass movements, the actions of a few got the most air time and the image of protestors spitting on troops and calling them baby killer and other vile things are the images of that era in the popular history.
-Colly
Lisa D said:
You can get old copies of the newspapers, front page, huge picture, young college girl laying on the pavement with a large pool of blood around her head, dead. She was walking from one class to the next and was caught by a bullet fired by national guard troops at Kent State University during a vietnam war protest. That pic and others made the front page of prolly every newspaper in america, as the infamous governor of that great state took personal command of the national guard troops, with bullhorn in hand, he ordered american armed forces to fire on un-armed american citizens.
Lisa, cross your legs for my sake.
ChilledVodka said:Lisa, cross your legs for my sake.
thebullet said:Lisa:
Us old fogies do remember:
Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming, we're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio.
Gotta get down to it, soldiers are cutting us down. Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her and found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?
Gotta get down to it, soldiers are cutting us down. Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her and found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?
Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming, we're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio,
four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, how many more?
Four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, home many more?
Ohio by CSNY
Enders Game and Speaker For The Dead, was there another book which followed?
thebullet said:There have been a barrage of books after Speaker for the Dead, none of which deserve to be mentioned. However, here you go: Xenocide Children of the Mind Ender's Shadow Shadow of the Hegemon Shadow Puppets
Actually, Ender's Shadow was a pretty original idea and a pretty good book. It told the exact same story as Ender's Game but from Bean's point of view, revealing that little was as it really appeared.
Ender was not originally in Speaker for the Dead as I understand it. Card re-wrote that book to include Ender after he wrote Ender's Game (maybe I'm thinking of the magazine version of that book).
Anyway, my pen name on other sites is Andrew Wiggin. Of course, that is the real name of Ender.
Where was we? Oh yea, do you think violent peace marches make any sense?
Best argument I encountered about why protest marches are no longer effective came form Matt Taibbi of the NY Press, following the Republican Convention in NYC.thebullet said:. . . It is media control that colors the reporting of such things as marches and protests. . . .
WELL, THAT WAS FUN
Huge, ineffectual protests make me proud to be a white middle-class coward.
By Matt Taibbi
taibbi@nypress.com
HEY, YOU ASSHOLES: The 60s are over!
I'm not talking about your white-guy fros, mutton-chops and beads. I'm not talking about your Che t-shirts or that wan, concerned, young-Joanie-Baez look on the faces of half of your women. I'm not even talking about skinny young potheads carrying wood puppets and joyously dancing in druid-circles during a march to protest a bloody war.
I'm not harping on any of that. I could, but I won't. Because the protests of the last week in New York were more than a silly, off-key exercise in irrelevant chest-puffing. It was a colossal waste of political energy by a group of people with no sense of history, mission or tactics, a group of people so atomized and inured to its own powerlessness that it no longer even considers seeking anything beyond a fleeting helping of that worthless and disgusting media currency known as play.
I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea. I admire young people with political passion, and am enormously heartened by the sheer numbers of people who time after time turn out to protest this idiot president of ours. But at the same time, I think it is time that some responsible person in the progressive movement recognize that we have a serious problem our hands.
We are raising a group of people whose only ideas about protest and opposition come from televised images of 40 years ago, when large public demonstrations could shake the foundations of society. There has been no organized effort of any kind to recognize that we now live in a completely different era, operating according to a completely different political dynamic. What worked then not only doesn't work now, it doesn't even make superficial sense now.
Let's just start with a simple, seemingly inconsequential facet of the protests: appearance. If you read the bulletins by United for Peace and Justice ahead of the protests, you knew that the marchers were encouraged to "show their creativity" and dress outlandishly. The marchers complied, turning 7th Ave. into a lake of midriffs, Billabong, bandanas and "Buck Fush" t-shirts. There were facial studs and funny hair and man-sandals and papier-mache masks and plenty of chicks in their skivvies all jousting to be the next young Heather Taylor inspiring the next Jimi Hendrix to write the next "Foxy Lady."
And the New York Post and Fox were standing on the sidelines greedily recording all of this unbowed individuality for posterity, understanding instinctively that each successive t-shirt and goatee was just more fresh red meat for mean Middle America looking for good news from the front.
Back in the 60s, dressing crazy and letting your hair down really was a form of defiance. It was a giant, raised middle finger to a ruling class that until that point had insisted on a kind of suffocating, static conformity in all things—in sexual mores, in professional ambitions, in life goals and expectations, and even in dress and speech.
Publicly refusing to wear your hair like an Omega-house towel-boy wasn't just a meaningless gesture then. It was an important step in refusing later to go to war, join the corporate workforce and commit yourself to the long, soulless life of political amnesia and periodic consumer drama that was the inflexible expectation of the time.
That conformist expectation still exists, and the same corporate class still imposes it. But conformity looks a lot different now than it did then. Outlandish dress is now for sale in a thousand flavors, and absolutely no one is threatened by it: not your parents, not the government, not even our most prehistoric brand of fundamentalist Christianity. The vision of hundreds of thousands of people dressed in every color of the rainbow and marching their diverse selves past Madison Square Garden is, on the contrary, a great relief to the other side—because it means that the opposition is composed of individuals, not a Force In Concert.
In the conformist atmosphere of the late 50s and early 60s, the individual was a threat. Like communist Russia, the system then was so weak that it was actually threatened by a single person standing up and saying, "This is bullshit!"
That is not the case anymore. This current American juggernaut is the mightiest empire the world has ever seen, and it is absolutely immune to the individual. Short of violent crime, it has assimilated the individual's every conceivable political action into mainstream commercial activity. It fears only one thing: organization.
That's why the one thing that would have really shaken Middle America last week wasn't "creativity." It was something else: uniforms. Three hundred thousand people banging bongos and dressed like extras in an Oliver Stone movie scares no one in America. But 300,000 people in slacks and white button-down shirts, marching mute and angry in the direction of Your Town, would have instantly necessitated a new cabinet-level domestic security agency.
Why? Because 300,000 people who are capable of showing the unity and discipline to dress alike are also capable of doing more than just march. Which is important, because marching, as we have seen in the last few years, has been rendered basically useless. Before the war, Washington and New York saw the largest protests this country has seen since the 60s—and this not only did not stop the war, it didn't even motivate the opposition political party to nominate an antiwar candidate.
There was a time when mass protests were enough to cause Johnson to give up the Oval Office and cause Richard Nixon to spend his nights staring out his window in panic. No more. We have a different media now, different and more sophisticated law-enforcement techniques and, most importantly, a different brand of protestor.
Protests can now be ignored because our media has learned how to dismiss them, because our police know how to contain them, and because our leaders now know that once a protest is peacefully held and concluded, the protestors simply go home and sit on their asses until the next protest or the next election. They are not going to go home and bomb draft offices, take over campuses, riot in the streets. Instead, although there are many earnest, involved political activists among them, the majority will simply go back to their lives, surf the net and wait for the ballot. Which to our leaders means that, in most cases, if you allow a protest to happen… Nothing happens.
The people who run this country are not afraid of much when it comes to the population, but there are a few things that do worry them. They are afraid we will stop working, afraid we will stop buying, and afraid we will break things. Interruption of commerce and any rattling of the cage of profit—that is where this system is vulnerable. That means boycotts and strikes at the very least, and these things require vision, discipline and organization.
The 60s were an historical anomaly. It was an era when political power could also be an acid party, a felicitous situation in which fun also happened to be a threat. We still listen to that old fun on the radio, we buy it reconstituted in clothing stores, we watch it in countless movies and documentaries. Society has kept the "fun" alive, or at least a dubious facsimile of it.
But no one anywhere is teaching us about how to be a threat. That is something we have to learn all over again for ourselves, from scratch, with new rules. The 60s are gone. The Republican Convention isn't the only party that's over.
dr_mabeuse said:Just as you’re sick and tired of people being anti-American, I’m sick and tired of being lablled anti-American every time I criticize a government policy or institution, as if “America” is synonymous with the US government.
You know, I love my kids, but when they do something wrong I tell them about it. That doesn’t make me anti-my kids. In fact, it’s the parents who never speak up, who believe that their children can do no wrong, who are the rotten parents in my opinion. Similarly it’s the people who believe that their country is always in the right just by virtue of being their country who are no more than knee-jerk chauvinists.
“My country right or wrong” might be a great sentiment to have in a dictatorship, but in my view it’s about as anti-American as you can get.
---dr.M.

SlickTony said:Either George Bernard Shaw--or George Orwell quoting Shaw--said that "My country, right or wrong" was on the same moral level as "My mother, drunk or sober."
Virtual_Burlesque said:Best argument I encountered about why protest marches are no longer effective came form Matt Taibbi of the NY Press, following the Republican Convention in NYC.
(But no one anywhere is teaching us about how to be a threat.)
I believe you are referrring to the Ludlow, Colorado massacre. We oldtime Ramblin' Jack/Woodie Guthrie fans should remember that one.As I recall, Guardsmen fired on crowds of striking coalminers back in the 20’s (can’t remember the name of the incident),
But for some reason, this makes them Patriots, and those who disagree with them are Traitors
dr_mabeuse said:I don’t think Lisa’s right about Kent State being the first time National Guardsmen fired on unarmed Americans. As I recall, Guardsmen fired on crowds of striking coalminers back in the 20’s (can’t remember the name of the incident), and I know for a fact that 3 black protesters were killed when Guardsmen fired on a crowd demanding integration of a bowling alley in Orangeberg (sp?) S. Carolina in 67 or 68. I'm not sure that was the first time, though.
Anyhow, I remember Kent State. I remember that before the shootings, the national guardsmen seriously beat up two of the protesters, one of whom was a disabled Viet Nam vet. I remember that after the shooting something like 75% of the public thought the students had it coming to them for protesting in the first place. No one was ever prosecuted. The incident was investigated and labelled “regrettable”. The givernor’s rationale was that the protesters were destroying property.
I was pretty active in anti-war stuff myself, up until maybe ’72, when I finally just said fuck it and gave up.
I didn’t see any signs of spitting on returning troops or calling soldiers baby-killers and all that, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. It’s just that things hadn’t gotten to that point when I was involved. Things definitely got nastier as the war dragged on.
There was plenty of violence during demonstrations though, even in the early days, and most of it came from the right: construction workers or “hardhats” and the police. I left town before the Chicago Democratic convention of ’68, but I knew a number of people who were beaten and locked up in what the Walker commission called “a police riot”: the cops just went berzerk on the demonstrators.
I guess just like in war, things look different depending on what side you’re on.
---dr.M.