Thousands of people turned out in London at the weekend to protest against an
attack on Iraq. Here, the distinguished writer Arundhati Roy argues that it is
the demands of global capitalism that are driving us to war.
Not Again
by Arundhati Roy Writers imagine that they cull
stories from the world. I'm beginning to believe that vanity makes them think
so. That it's actually the other way around. Stories cull writers from the
world. Stories reveal themselves to us. The public narrative, the private
narrative - they colonise us. They commission us. They insist on being told.
Fiction and non-fiction are only different techniques of story telling. For
reasons I do not fully understand, fiction dances out of me. Non-fiction is
wrenched out by the aching, broken world I wake up to every morning.
The theme of much of what I write, fiction as well as non-fiction, is the
relationship between power and powerlessness and the endless, circular conflict
they're engaged in. John Berger, that most wonderful writer, once wrote: 'Never
again will a single story be told as though it's the only one'. There can never
be a single story. There are only ways of seeing. So when I tell a story, I tell
it not as an ideologue who wants to pit one absolutist ideology against another,
but as a story-teller who wants to share her way of seeing. Though it might
appear otherwise, my writing is not really about nations and histories, it's
about power. About the paranoia and ruthlessness of power. About the physics of
power. I believe that the accumulation of vast unfettered power by a State or a
country, a corporation or an institution - or even an individual, a spouse,
friend or sibling - regardless of ideology, results in excesses such as the ones
I will recount here.
Living as I do, as millions of us do, in the shadow of the nuclear holocaust
that the governments of India and Pakistan keep promising their brain-washed
citizenry, and in the global neighbourhood of the War against Terror (what
President Bush rather biblically calls 'The Task That Never Ends'), I find
myself thinking a great deal about the relationship between citizens and the
state.
In India, those of us who have expressed views on nuclear bombs, big dams,
corporate globalisation and the rising threat of communal Hindu fascism - views
that are at variance with the Indian government's - are branded 'anti-national'.
While this accusation does not fill me with indignation, it's not an accurate
description of what I do or how I think. An 'anti-national' is a person is who
is against his/her own nation and, by inference, is pro some other one. But it
isn't necessary to be 'anti-national' to be deeply suspicious of all
nationalism, to be anti-nationalism. Nationalism of one kind or another was the
cause of most of the genocide of the 20th century. Flags are bits of coloured
cloth that governments use first to shrink-wrap people's minds and then as
ceremonial shrouds to bury the dead. When independent, thinking people (and here
I do not include the corporate media) begin to rally under flags, when writers,
painters, musicians, film makers suspend their judgment and blindly yoke their
art to the service of the 'nation', it's time for all of us to sit up and worry.
In India we saw it happen soon after the nuclear tests in 1998 and during the
Kargil war against Pakistan in 1999. In the US we saw it during the Gulf war and
we see it now, during the 'War against Terror'. That blizzard of made-in-China
American flags.
Recently, those who have criticised the actions of the US government (myself
included) have been called 'anti-American'. Anti-Americanism is in the process
of being consecrated into an ideology.
The term 'anti-American' is usually used by the American establishment to
discredit and, not falsely - but shall we say inaccurately - define its critics.
Once someone is branded anti-American, the chances are that he or she will be
judged before they're heard and the argument will be lost in the welter of
bruised national pride.
What does the term 'anti-American' mean? Does it mean you're anti-jazz? Or
that you're opposed to free speech? That you don't delight in Toni Morrison or
John Updike? That you have a quarrel with giant sequoias? Does it mean you don't
admire the hundreds of thousands of American citizens who marched against
nuclear weapons, or the thousands of war resisters who forced their government
to withdraw from Vietnam? Does it mean that you hate all Americans?
This sly conflation of America's culture, music, literature, the breathtaking
physical beauty of the land, the ordinary pleasures of ordinary people with
criticism of the US government's foreign policy (about which, thanks to
America's 'free press', sadly most Americans know very little) is a deliberate
and extremely effective strategy. It's like a retreating army taking cover in a
heavily populated city, hoping that the prospect of hitting civilian targets
will deter enemy fire.
There are many Americans who would be mortified to be associated with their
government's policies. The most scholarly, scathing, incisive, hilarious
critiques of the hypocrisy and the contradictions in US government policy come
from American citizens. When the rest of the world wants to know what the US
government is up to, we turn to Noam Chomsky, Edward Said, Howard Zinn, Ed
Herman, Amy Goodman, Michael Albert, Chalmers Johnson, William Blum and Anthony
Arnove to tell us what's really going on.
Similarly, in India, not hundreds, but millions of us would be ashamed and
offended if we were in any way implicated with the present Indian government's
fascist policies which, apart from the perpetration of state terrorism in the
valley of Kashmir (in the name of fighting terrorism), have also turned a blind
eye to the recent state-supervised pogrom against Muslims in Gujarat. It would
be absurd to think that those who criticise the Indian government are
'anti-Indian' - although the government itself never hesitates to take that
line. It is dangerous to cede to the Indian government or the American
government or anyone for that matter, the right to define what 'India' or
'America' are, or ought to be.
To call someone 'anti-American', indeed, to be anti-American, (or for that
matter anti-Indian, or anti- Timbuktuan) is not just racist, it's a failure of
the imagination. An inability to see the world in terms other than those that
the establishment has set out for you: If you're not a Bushie you're a Taliban.
If you don't love us, you hate us. If you're not good you're evil. If you're not
with us, you're with the terrorists.
Last year, like many others, I too made the mistake of scoffing at this post-
September 11 rhetoric, dismissing it as foolish and arrogant. I've realised that
it's not foolish at all. It's actually a canny recruitment drive for a
misconceived, dangerous war. Every day I'm taken aback at how many people
believe that opposing the war in Afghanistan amounts to supporting terrorism, or
voting for the Taliban. Now that the initial aim of the war - capturing Osama
bin Laden (dead or alive) - seems to have run into bad weather, the goalposts
have been moved. It's being made out that the whole point of the war was to
topple the Taliban regime and liberate Afghan women from their burqas. We're
being asked to believe that the US marines are actually on a feminist mission.
(If so, will their next stop be America's military ally Saudi Arabia?) Think of
it this way: In India there are some pretty reprehensible social practices,
against 'untouchables', against Christians and Muslims, against women. Pakistan
and Bangladesh have even worse ways of dealing with minority communities and
women. Should they be bombed? Should Delhi, Islamabad, and Dhaka be destroyed?
Is it possible to bomb bigotry out of India? Can we bomb our way to a feminist
paradise? Is that how women won the vote in the US? Or how slavery was
abolished? Can we win redress for the genocide of the millions of native
Americans upon whose corpses the US was founded by bombing Santa Fe?
None of us need anniversaries to remind us of what we cannot forget. So it is
no more than coincidence that I happen to be here, on American soil, in
September - this month of dreadful anniversaries. Uppermost on everybody's mind
of course, particularly here in America, is the horror of what has come to be
known as 9/11. Nearly three thousand civilians lost their lives in that lethal
terrorist strike. The grief is still deep. The rage still sharp. The tears have
not dried. And a strange, deadly war is raging around the world. Yet, each
person who has lost a loved one surely knows secretly, deeply, that no war, no
act of revenge, no daisy-cutters dropped on someone else's loved ones or someone
else's children will blunt the edges of their pain or bring their own loved ones
back. War cannot avenge those who have died. War is only a brutal desecration of
their memory.
To fuel yet another war - this time against Iraq - by cynically manipulating
people's grief, by packaging it for TV specials sponsored by corporations
selling detergent or running shoes, is to cheapen and devalue grief, to drain it
of meaning. What we are seeing now is a vulgar display of the business of grief,
the commerce of grief, the pillaging of even the most private human feelings for
political purpose. It is a terrible, violent thing for a state to do to its
people.
It's not a clever-enough subject to speak of from a public platform, but what
I would really love to talk to you about is loss. Loss and losing. Grief,
failure, brokenness, numbness, uncertainty, fear, the death of feeling, the
death of dreaming. The absolute, relentless, endless, habitual unfairness of the
world. What does loss means to individuals? What does it means to whole
cultures, whole peoples who have learned to live with it as a constant
companion?
Since it is September 11 that we're talking about, perhaps it's in the
fitness of things that we remember what that date means, not only to those who
lost their loved ones in America last year, but to those in other parts of the
world to whom that date has long held significance. This historical dredging is
not offered as an accusation or a provocation. But just to share the grief of
history. To thin the mist a little. To say to the citizens of America, in the
gentlest, most human way: welcome to the world.
Twenty-nine years ago, in Chile, on the September 11, 1973, General Pinochet
overthrew the democratically elected government of Salvador Allende in a
CIA-backed coup. 'Chile shouldn't be allowed to go Marxist just because its
people are irresponsible', said Henry Kissinger, then President Nixon's national
security adviser.
After the coup President Allende was found dead inside the presidential
palace. Whether he was killed or whether he killed himself, we'll never know. In
the regime of terror that ensued, thousands of people were killed. Many more
simply 'disappeared'. Firing squads conducted public executions. Concentration
camps and torture chambers were opened across the country. The dead were buried
in mine shafts and unmarked graves. For 17 years the people of Chile lived in
dread of the midnight knock, of routine 'disappearances', of sudden arrest and
torture. Chileans tell the story of how the musician Victor Jara had his hands
cut off in front of a crowd in the Santiago stadium. Before they shot him,
Pinochet's soldiers threw his guitar at him and mockingly ordered him to play.
In 1999, following the arrest of General Pinochet in Britain, thousands of
secret documents were declassified by the US government. They contain
unequivocal evidence of the CIA's involvement in the coup as well as the fact
that the US government had detailed information about the situation in Chile
during General Pinochet's reign. Yet Kissinger assured the general of his
support: 'In the United States as you know, we are sympathetic to what you are
trying to do', he said, 'We wish your government well'.
Those of us who have only ever known life in a democracy, however flawed,
would find it hard to imagine what living in a dictatorship and enduring the
absolute loss of freedom really means. It isn't just those who Pinochet
murdered, but the lives he stole from the living that must be accounted for,
too.
Sadly, Chile was not the only country in South America to be singled out for
the US government's attentions. Guatemala, Costa Rica, Ecuador, Brazil, Peru,
the Dominican Republic, Bolivia, Nicaragua, Honduras, Panama, El Salvador, Peru,
Mexico and Colombia; they've all been the playground for covert - and overt -
operations by the CIA. Hundreds of thousands of Latin Americans have been
killed, tortured or have simply disappeared under the despotic regimes and
tin-pot dictators, drug runners and arms dealers that were propped up in their
countries. (Many of them learned their craft in the infamous US
government-funded School of Americas in Fort Benning, Georgia, which has
produced 60,000 graduates.) If this were not humiliation enough, the people of
South America have had to bear the cross of being branded as a people who are
incapable of democracy - as if coups and massacres are somehow encrypted in
their genes.
This list does not of course include countries in Africa or Asia that
suffered US military interventions - Vietnam, Korea, Indonesia, Laos, and
Cambodia. For how many Septembers for decades together have millions of Asian
people been bombed, burned, and slaughtered? How many Septembers have gone by
since August 1945, when hundreds of thousands of ordinary Japanese people were
obliterated by the nuclear strikes in Hiroshima and Nagasaki? For how many
Septembers have the thousands who had the misfortune of surviving those strikes
endured the living hell that was visited on them, their unborn children, their
children's children, on the earth, the sky, the wind, the water, and all the
creatures that swim and walk and crawl and fly?
September 11 has a tragic resonance in the Middle East, too. On September 11,
1922, ignoring Arab outrage, the British government proclaimed a mandate in
Palestine, a follow-up to the 1917 Balfour declaration, which imperial Britain
issued, with its army massed outside the gates of the city of Gaza. The Balfour
declaration promised European zionists a national home for Jewish people. Two
years after the declaration, Lord Balfour, the British foreign secretary said:
'In Palestine we do not propose to go through the form of consulting the wishes
of the present inhabitants of the country. Zionism, be it right or wrong, good
or bad, is rooted in age-old traditions, in present needs, in future hopes of
far profounder import than the desires or prejudices of the 700,000 Arabs who
now inhabit this ancient land'.
How carelessly imperial power decreed whose needs were profound and whose
were not. How carelessly it vivisected ancient civilizations. Palestine and
Kashmir are imperial Britain's festering, blood-drenched gifts to the modern
world. Both are fault-lines in the raging international conflicts of today.
In 1937 Winston Churchill said of the Palestinians: 'I do not agree that the
dog in a manger has the final right to the manger even though he may have lain
there for a very long time. I do not admit that right. I do not admit for
instance that a great wrong has been done to the red Indians of America or the
black people of Australia. I do not admit that a wrong has been done to these
people by the fact that a stronger race, a higher grade race, a more worldly
wise race to put it that way, has come in and taken their place'. That set the
trend for the Israeli state's attitude towards Palestinians. In 1969, Israeli
Prime Minister Golda Meir said: 'Palestinians do not exist'. Her successor,
Prime Minister Levi Eshkol, said: 'What are Palestinians? When I came here [to
Palestine] there were 250,000 non-Jews, mainly Arabs and Bedouins. It was
desert, more than underdeveloped. Nothing'. Prime Minister Menachem Begin called
Palestinians 'two-legged beasts'. Prime Minister Yitzhak Shamir called them
'grasshoppers' who could be crushed. This is the language of heads of state, not
the words of ordinary people.
In 1947 the UN formally partitioned Palestine and allotted 55% of Palestine's
land to the zionists. Within a year they had captured 78%. On May 14, 1948, the
state of Israel was declared. Minutes after the declaration, the US recognised
Israel. The West Bank was annexed by Jordan. The Gaza strip came under Egyptian
military control. Formally, Palestine ceased to exist except in the minds and
hearts of the hundreds of thousands of Palestinian people who became refugees.
In the summer of 1967, Israel occupied the West Bank and the Gaza Strip.
Settlers were offered state subsidies and development aid to move into the
occupied territories. Almost every day more Palestinian families are forced off
their lands and driven into refugee camps. Palestinians who continue to live in
Israel do not have the same rights as Israelis and live as second-class citizens
in their former homeland.
Over the decades there have been uprisings, wars, intifadas. Tens of
thousands have lost their lives. Accords and treaties have been signed,
ceasefires declared and violated. But the bloodshed doesn't end. Palestine still
remains illegally occupied. Its people live in inhuman conditions, in virtual
Bantustans, where they are subjected to collective punishments, 24-hour curfews,
where they are humiliated and brutalised on a daily basis. They never know when
their homes will be demolished, when their children will be shot, when their
precious trees will be cut, when their roads will be closed, when they will be
allowed to walk down to the market to buy food and medicine. And when they will
not. They live with no semblance of dignity. With not much hope in sight. They
have no control over their lands, their security, their movement, their
communication, their water supply. So when accords are signed and words like
'autonomy' and even 'statehood' are bandied about, it's always worth asking:
What sort of autonomy? What sort of state? What sort of rights will its citizens
have? Young Palestinians who cannot contain their anger turn themselves into
human bombs and haunt Israel's streets and public places, blowing themselves up,
killing ordinary people, injecting terror into daily life, and eventually
hardening both societies' suspicion and mutual hatred of each other. Each
bombing invites merciless reprisals and even more hardship on Palestinian
people. But then suicide bombing is an act of individual despair, not a
revolutionary tactic. Although Palestinian attacks strike terror into Israeli
civilians, they provide the perfect cover for the Israeli government's daily
incursions into Palestinian territory, the perfect excuse for old-fashioned,
19th century colonialism, dressed up as a new-fashioned, 21st century 'war'.
Israel's staunchest political and military ally is and always has been the US
government. The US government has blocked, along with Israel, almost every UN
resolution that sought a peaceful, equitable solution to the conflict. It has
supported almost every war that Israel has fought. When Israel attacks
Palestine, it is American missiles that smash through Palestinian homes. And
every year Israel receives several billion dollars from the US.
What lessons should we draw from this tragic conflict? Is it really
impossible for Jewish people who suffered so cruelly themselves - more cruelly
perhaps than any other people in history - to understand the vulnerability and
the yearning of those whom they have displaced? Does extreme suffering always
kindle cruelty? What hope does this leave the human race with? What will happen
to the Palestinian people in the event of a victory? When a nation without a
state eventually proclaims a state, what kind of state will it be? What horrors
will be perpetrated under its flag? Is it a separate state that we should be
fighting for, or the rights the rights to a life of liberty and dignity for
everyone regardless of their ethnicity or religion?
Palestine was once a secular bulwark in the Middle East. But now the weak,
undemocratic, by all accounts corrupt but avowedly non-sectarian PLO, is losing
ground to Hamas, which espouses an overtly sectarian ideology and fights in the
name of Islam. To quote from their manifesto: 'We will be its soldiers, and the
firewood of its fire, which will burn the enemies'.
The world is called upon to condemn suicide bombers. But can we ignore the
long road they have journeyed on before they arrived at this destination?
September 11, 1922 to September 11, 2002 - 80 years is a long long time to have
been waging war. Is there some advice the world can give the people of
Palestine? Some scrap of hope we can hold out? Should they just settle for the
crumbs that are thrown their way and behave like the grasshoppers or two-legged
beasts they've been described as? Should they just take Golda Meir's suggestion
and make a real effort to not exist?
In another part of the Middle East, September 11 strikes a more recent chord.
It was on September 11, 1990 that George W Bush Sr, then president of the US,
made a speech to a joint session of Congress announcing his government's
decision to go to war against Iraq.
The US government says that Saddam Hussein is a war criminal, a cruel
military despot who has committed genocide against his own people. That's a
fairly accurate description of the man. In 1988 he razed hundreds of villages in
northern Iraq and used chemical weapons and machine-guns to kill thousands of
Kurdish people. Today we know that that same year the US government provided him
with $500m in subsidies to buy American farm products. The next year, after he
had successfully completed his genocidal campaign, the US government doubled its
subsidy to $1bn. It also provided him with high quality germ seed for anthrax,
as well as helicopters and dual-use material that could be used to manufacture
chemical and biological weapons.
So it turns out that while Saddam Hussein was carrying out his worst
atrocities, the US and the UK governments were his close allies. Even today, the
government of Turkey which has one of the most appalling human rights records in
the world is one of the US government's closest allies. The fact that the
Turkish government has oppressed and murdered Kurdish people for years has not
prevented the US government from plying Turkey with weapons and development aid.
Clearly it was not concern for the Kurdish people that provoked President Bush's
speech to Congress.
What changed? In August 1990, Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait. His sin was not
so much that he had committed an act of war, but that he acted independently,
without orders from his masters. This display of independence was enough to
upset the power equation in the Gulf. So it was decided that Saddam Hussein be
exterminated, like a pet that has outlived its owner's affection.
The first Allied attack on Iraq took place in January 1991. The world watched
the prime-time war as it was played out on TV. (In India those days, you had to
go to a five- star hotel lobby to watch CNN.) Tens of thousands of people were
killed in a month of devastating bombing. What many do not know is that the war
did not end then. The initial fury simmered down into the longest sustained air
attack on a country since the Vietnam war. Over the last decade American and
British forces have fired thousands of missiles and bombs on Iraq. Iraq's fields
and farmlands have been shelled with 300 tons of depleted uranium. In countries
like Britain and America depleted uranium shells are test-fired into specially
constructed concrete tunnels. The radioactive residue is washed off, sealed in
cement and disposed off in the ocean (which is bad enough). In Iraq it's aimed -
deliberately, with malicious intent - at people's food and water supply. In
their bombing sorties, the Allies specifically targeted and destroyed water
treatment plants, fully aware of the fact that they could not be repaired
without foreign assistance. In southern Iraq there has been a four-fold increase
in cancer among children. In the decade of economic sanctions that followed the
war, Iraqi civilians have been denied food, medicine, hospital equipment,
ambulances, clean water - the basic essentials.
About half a million Iraqi children have died as a result of the sanctions.
Of them, Madeleine Albright, then US Ambassador to the United Nations, famously
said: 'It's a very hard choice, but we think the price is worth it.' 'Moral
equivalence' was the term that was used to denounce those who criticised the war
on Afghanistan. Madeleine Albright cannot be accused of moral equivalence. What
she said was just straightforward algebra.
A decade of bombing has not managed to dislodge Saddam Hussein, the 'Beast of
Baghdad'. Now, almost 12 years on, President George Bush Jr has ratcheted up the
rhetoric once again. He's proposing an all-out war whose goal is nothing short
of a regime change. The New York Times says that the Bush administration is
'following a meticulously planned strategy to persuade the public, the Congress
and the allies of the need to confront the threat of Saddam Hussein'.
Weapons inspectors have conflicting reports about the status of Iraq's
weapons of mass destruction, and many have said clearly that its arsenal has
been dismantled and that it does not have the capacity to build one. However,
there is no confusion over the extent and range of America's arsenal of nuclear
and chemical weapons. Would the US government welcome weapons inspectors? Would
the UK? Or Israel?
What if Iraq does have a nuclear weapon, does that justify a pre-emptive US
strike? The US has the largest arsenal of nuclear weapons in the world. It's the
only country in the world to have actually used them on civilian populations. If
the US is justified in launching a pre-emptive attack on Iraq, why, then any
nuclear power is justified in carrying out a pre-emptive attack on any other.
India could attack Pakistan, or the other way around. If the US government
develops a distaste for the Indian Prime Minister, can it just 'take him out'
with a pre-emptive strike?
Recently the US played an important part in forcing India and Pakistan back
from the brink of war. Is it so hard for it to take its own advice? Who is
guilty of feckless moralising? Of preaching peace while it wages war? The US,
which George Bush has called 'the most peaceful nation on earth', has been at
war with one country or another every year for the last 50 years.
Wars are never fought for altruistic reasons. They're usually fought for
hegemony, for business. And then of course there's the business of war.
Protecting its control of the world's oil is fundamental to US foreign policy.
The US government's recent military interventions in the Balkans and Central
Asia have to do with oil. Hamid Karzai, the puppet president of Afghanistan
installed by the US, is said to be a former employee of Unocal, the
American-based oil company. The US government's paranoid patrolling of the
Middle East is because it has two-thirds of the world's oil reserves. Oil keeps
America's engines purring sweetly. Oil keeps the free market rolling. Whoever
controls the world's oil controls the world's market. And how do you control the
oil?
Nobody puts it more elegantly than the New York Times columnist Thomas
Friedman. In an article called 'Craziness Pays' he says 'the US has to make it
clear to Iraq and US allies that...America will use force without negotiation,
hesitation or UN approval'. His advice was well taken. In the wars against Iraq
and Afghanistan as well as in the almost daily humiliation the US government
heaps on the UN. In his book on globalisation, The Lexus and the Olive Tree,
Friedman says: 'The hidden hand of the market will never work without a hidden
fist. McDonald's cannot flourish without McDonnell Douglas.... And the hidden
fist that keeps the world safe for Silicon Valley's technologies to flourish is
called the US Army, Air Force, Navy, and Marine Corps'. Perhaps this was written
in a moment of vulnerability, but it's certainly the most succinct, accurate
description of the project of corporate globalisation that I have read.
After September 11, 2001 and the War Against Terror, the hidden hand and fist
have had their cover blown, and we have a clear view now of America's other
weapon - the free market - bearing down on the developing world, with a clenched
unsmiling smile. The task that never ends is America's perfect war, the perfect
vehicle for the endless expansion of American imperialism. In Urdu, the word for
profit is fayda. Al-qaida means the word, the word of God, the law. So, in India
some of us call the War Against Terror, Al-qaida vs Al-fayda - the word vs the
profit (no pun intended).
For the moment it looks as though Al-fayda will carry the day. But then you
never know...
In the last 10 years of unbridled corporate globalisation, the world's total
income has increased by an average of 2.5% a year. And yet the numbers of the
poor in the world has increased by 100 million. Of the top hundred biggest
economies, 51 are corporations, not countries. The top 1% of the world has the
same combined income as the bottom 57% and the disparity is growing. Now, under
the spreading canopy of the War Against Terror, this process is being hustled
along. The men in suits are in an unseemly hurry. While bombs rain down on us,
and cruise missiles skid across the skies, while nuclear weapons are stockpiled
to make the world a safer place, contracts are being signed, patents are being
registered, oil pipelines are being laid, natural resources are being plundered,
water is being privatised and democracies are being undermined.
In a country like India, the
'structural adjustment' end of the corporate globalisation project is ripping
through people's lives. 'Development' projects, massive privatisation, and
labour 'reforms' are pushing people off their lands and out of their jobs,
resulting in a kind of barbaric dispossession that has few parallels in history.
Across the world as the 'free market' brazenly protects Western markets and
forces developing countries to lift their trade barriers, the poor are getting
poorer and the rich richer. Civil unrest has begun to erupt in the global
village. In countries like Argentina, Brazil, Mexico, Bolivia, India the
resistance movements against corporate globalisation are growing.
To contain them, governments are tightening their control. Protestors are
being labelled 'terrorists' and then dealt with as such. But civil unrest does
not only mean marches and demonstrations and protests against globalisation.
Unfortunately, it also means a desperate downward spiral into crime and chaos
and all kinds of despair and disillusionment which, as we know from history (and
from what we see unspooling before our eyes), gradually becomes a fertile
breeding ground for terrible things - cultural nationalism, religious bigotry,
fascism and of course, terrorism.
All these march arm-in-arm with corporate globalisation.
There is a notion gaining credence that the free market breaks down national
barriers, and that corporate globalisation's ultimate destination is a hippie
paradise where the heart is the only passport and we all live together happily
inside a John Lennon song (Imagine there's no country...) This is a canard.
What the free market undermines is not national sovereignty, but democracy.
As the disparity between the rich and poor grows, the hidden fist has its work
cut out for it. Multinational corporations on the prowl for 'sweetheart deals'
that yield enormous profits cannot push through those deals and administer those
projects in developing countries without the active connivance of state
machinery - the police, the courts, sometimes even the army. Today corporate
globalisation needs an international confederation of loyal, corrupt, preferably
authoritarian governments in poorer countries, to push through unpopular reforms
and quell the mutinies. It needs a press that pretends to be free. It needs
courts that pretend to dispense justice. It needs nuclear bombs, standing
armies, sterner immigration laws, and watchful coastal patrols to make sure that
it's only money, goods, patents and services that are globalised - not the free
movement of people, not a respect for human rights, not international treaties
on racial discrimination or chemical and nuclear weapons, or greenhouse gas
emissions, climate change, or God forbid, justice. It's as though even a gesture
towards international accountability would wreck the whole enterprise.
Close to one year after the War Against Terror was officially flagged off in
the ruins of Afghanistan, in country after country freedoms are being curtailed
in the name of protecting freedom, civil liberties are being suspended in the
name of protecting democracy. All kinds of dissent is being defined as
'terrorism'. All kinds of laws are being passed to deal with it. Osama Bin Laden
seems to have vanished into thin air. Mullah Omar is said to have made his
escape on a motor-bike. The Taliban may have disappeared but their spirit, and
their system of summary justice is surfacing in the unlikeliest of places. In
India, in Pakistan, in Nigeria, in America, in all the Central Asian republics
run by all manner of despots, and of course in Afghanistan under the US-backed
Northern Alliance.
Meanwhile, down at the mall there's a mid-season sale. Everything's
discounted - oceans, rivers, oil, gene pools, fig wasps, flowers, childhoods,
aluminum factories, phone companies, wisdom, wilderness, civil rights,
ecosystems, air - all 4,600 million years of evolution. It's packed, sealed,
tagged, valued and available off the rack. (No returns). As for justice - I'm
told it's on offer too. You can get the best that money can buy.
Donald Rumsfeld said that his mission in the War against Terror was to
persuade the world that Americans must be allowed to continue their way of life.
When the maddened king stamps his foot, slaves tremble in their quarters. So,
standing here today, it's hard for me to say this, but the American way of life
is simply not sustainable. Because it doesn't acknowledge that there is a world
beyond America.
Fortunately power has a shelf life. When the time comes, maybe this mighty
empire will, like others before it, overreach itself and implode from within. It
looks as though structural cracks have already appeared. As the War Against
Terror casts its net wider and wider, America's corporate heart is hemorrhaging.
For all the endless empty chatter about democracy, today the world is run by
three of the most secretive institutions in the world: The International
Monetary Fund, the World Bank, and the World Trade Organisation, all three of
which, in turn, are dominated by the US. Their decisions are made in secret. The
people who head them are appointed behind closed doors. Nobody really knows
anything about them, their politics, their beliefs, their intentions. Nobody
elected them. Nobody said they could make decisions on our behalf. A world run
by a handful of greedy bankers and CEOs who nobody elected can't possibly last.
Soviet-style communism failed, not because it was intrinsically evil but
because it was flawed. It allowed too few people to usurp too much power.
Twenty-first century market-capitalism, American-style, will fail for the same
reasons. Both are edifices constructed by human intelligence, undone by human
nature.
The time has come, the walrus said. Perhaps things will get worse and then
better. Perhaps there's a small God up in heaven readying herself for us.
Another world is not only possible, she's on her way. Maybe many of us won't be
here to greet her, but on a quiet day, if I listen very carefully, I can hear
her breathing.
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