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11.09.2019 - Der Weg in den demokratischen Sozialismus
Von Nils Brock, Radio Dreyeckland
1970 wurde die erste marxistische Regierung gewählt mit Salvador Allende an der Spitze. 1973 endete der Traum eines und einer jeden Linken mit einem Militärputsch und dem Suizid Allendes. Wir sprachen mit Nils vom Nachrichtenpool Lateinamerika in Berlin.
Seit 2017 forscht das crossmediale Rechercheprojekt „Allendes Internationale“, eine Kooperation des Nachrichtenpools Lateinamerika e.V. und der Rosa-Luxemburg-Stiftung.
Rappellons les informations disponibles sur #seenthis à propos du développement d’une société informatisée socialiste sous l’Unidad Popuplar.
« team syntegrity » développées entre autres par le cybernéticien Stafford Beer.
The Many Battles of Nina Simone | The New Yorker
y skin is black,” the first woman’s story begins, “my arms are long.” And, to a slow and steady beat, “my hair is woolly, my back is strong.” Singing in a club in Holland, in 1965, Nina Simone introduced a song she had written about what she called “four Negro women” to a young, homogeneously white, and transfixed crowd. “And one of the women’s hair,” she instructed, brushing her hand lightly across her own woolly Afro, “is like mine.” Every performance of “Four Women” caught on film (as here) or disk is different. Sometimes Simone coolly chants the first three women’s parts—the effect is of resigned weariness—and at other times, as on this particular night, she gives each woman an individual, sharply dramatized voice. All four have names. Aunt Sarah is old, and her strong back has allowed her only “to take the pain inflicted again and again.” Sephronia’s yellow skin and long hair are the result of her rich white father having raped her mother—“Between two worlds I do belong”—and Sweet Thing, a prostitute, has tan skin and a smiling bravado that seduced at least some of the eager Dutch listeners into the mistake of smiling, too. And then Simone hit them with the last and most resolutely up to date of the women, improbably named Peaches. “My skin is brown,” she growled ferociously, “my manner is tough. I’ll kill the first mother I see. ’Cause my life has been rough.” (One has to wonder what the Dutch made of killing that “mother.”) If Simone’s song suggests a history of black women in America, it is also a history of long-suppressed and finally uncontainable anger.
Snoozers Are, in Fact, Losers | The New Yorker
If we could just synchronize our sleep more closely with natural light patterns, it would become far easier to wake up. It wouldn’t be unprecedented. In the early nineteenth century, the United States had a hundred and forty-four separate time zones. Cities set their own local time, typically so that noon would correspond to the moment the sun reached its apex in the sky; when it was noon in Manhattan, it was five till in Philadelphia. But on November 18, 1883, the country settled on four standard time zones; railroads and interstate commerce had made the prior arrangement impractical. By 1884, the entire globe would be divided into twenty-four time zones. Reverting to hyperlocal time zones might seem like it could lead to a terrible loss of productivity. But who knows what could happen if people started work without a two-hour lag, during which their cognitive abilities are only shadows of their full selves?
Digression. Puisque Cochet, une anecdote. J’ai ouïe dire de bonne source que lors d’une réunion intello fort restreinte durant les années 90 sur l’enjeu du revenu garanti et sa faisabilité économique (ah ah ah) avec des topos d’économistes hétérodoxes supposés polliniser le programme politique des Verts le monomaniaque du pétrole qui va manquer était super d’accord et avait par chance déjà sur la question des idées la principale étant d’utiliser le fric Unedic c’est-à-dire les allocs chômage et une partie du fric CAF dont le RMI et les allocations logement pour financer un revenu de bas niveau sans avoir trop fait attention il faut bien le dire à ce qu’exigeaient les mouvements de précaires qui existaient alors à savoir plutôt un machin au moins au SMIC pour n’importe qui avant de commencer à discuter de la suite dans des conditions différentes juste pour voir comme ça si cette intuition venue du ventre et du besoin de chaleur allait pas pourquoi pas mettre suffisamment à distance le plus froid de tous les monstres froids et ce que chaque jour il s’attache à fabriquer d’acceptation du malheur que c’est de devoir produire pour la production.
Avec cette histoire et d’autres du même genre où ça gouverne et ça gouverne c’est à se demander si réellement on peut dormir et même à quoi ressemblerait l’éveil.
Margaret Atwood, the Prophet of Dystopia | Rebecca Mead
Her fiction has imagined societies riddled with misogyny, oppression, and environmental havoc. These visions now feel all too real. Source: The New Yorker
Julian Assange, a Man Without a Country | Août 2017
...for the ’crime’ of journalism
For some time, Assange has adopted the media habits of the powerful, restricting his appearances to brief, high-profile television interviews, conversations with friendly interlocutors, managed press events, and Twitter. On November 5th, days before the election, in a TV interview with one of his fiercest defenders, he declared, “We can say that the Russian government is not the source” of the election e-mails—a denial that did nothing to quell a growing suspicion, even among close supporters, that he was not being honest. “He says they’re not Russians,” one of them told me. “Well, he can’t know that. It could be his source was a front for the Russians. I think the truth is important, however it’s acquired, but if he knew it was the Russians, and didn’t declare it, that would be a problem for me.”
The problem was obvious. WikiLeaks, like many journalistic organizations, has long insisted on keeping its sources secret. However, Assange was not merely maintaining silence; he was actively pushing a narrative about his sourcing, in which Russia was not involved. He once told me, “WikiLeaks is providing a reference set to undeniably true information about the world.” But what if, in the interest of source protection, he was advancing a falsehood that was more significant than the reference set itself? Arguably, his election publications only underscored what was known about the Democratic National Committee and Hillary Clinton. His denials, meanwhile, potentially obfuscated an act of information warfare between two nuclear-armed powers.
That the stakes were so high was a potent indication of the immense power that WikiLeaks has acquired since it was founded, in 2006. Assange projects an image of his organization as small and embattled—as if it had not changed much since the days when he and a few friends were the only people involved. But today, he told me, the WikiLeaks annual budget runs in the millions of dollars, supplied partly by donations that are funnelled through N.G.O.s. In 2016 alone, WikiLeaks raised hundreds of thousands of dollars from donors in the United States. “He has money in tax havens,” one colleague told me. “They have so much money in bitcoin it’s ridiculous—meanwhile, there are all these poor people who are chipping in money who feel like he is not getting enough support to eat.” In Assange’s view, the donations provide a level of editorial independence that few mainstream competitors have.
Assange has increasingly used the money to offer rewards for information: fifty thousand dollars for footage of a hospital bombed in Afghanistan; a hundred and twenty thousand for documents about international trade negotiations. When Trump implied that he had taped his White House meetings with James Comey, Assange tweeted, “WikiLeaks offers US $100K for the Trump-Comey tapes.” At one stroke, he appeared to endorse Trump’s bogus claim about the tapes and also implied that WikiLeaks was politically agnostic by seeking them. More significantly, he used the occasion to encourage supporters to donate, so that he could purchase the tapes—which, unsurprisingly, proved not to exist.
The idea that WikiLeaks has problems with accountability sends Assange into angry fits. “Look at all the accountability that is thrown at us!” he told me in the Embassy one evening, nodding at the walls to indicate hidden surveillance devices. “Every second of every day!” He cited the government scrutiny, and relentless journalists, always ready to pounce when he makes a misstep. Raising his voice, he said, “WikiLeaks is probably the most held-to-account organization on earth!”
US won’t declare opioid emergency, Price says - CNN
Health and Human Services Secretary Tom Price announced Tuesday that President Donald Trump has no immediate plans to declare the nation’s opioid epidemic a public health emergency, a decision that flies in the face of the key recommendation by the President’s bipartisan opioid commission.
Public health experts had said that an emergency declaration was much needed in turning the tide to save American lives. The commission, headed by New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie, was resolute in maintaining the importance of an emergency declaration: “Our citizens are dying,” it said.
“We say to the president, you must declare an emergency,” Christie said on CNN last week.
Price sought to minimize the administration’s decision Tuesday, just after Trump said that a stronger law enforcement response is needed and that he is committed to combating the problem.
Ah ben si, finalement…
Trump declares opioid crisis a national emergency - CNN
President Donald Trump declared the opioid crisis a national emergency Thursday, a designation that would offer states and federal agencies more resources and power to combat the epidemic.
In a statement released late Thursday, the White House said, “building upon the recommendations in the interim report from the President’s Commission on Combating Drug Addiction and the Opioid Crisis, President Donald J. Trump has instructed his Administration to use all appropriate emergency and other authorities to respond to the crisis caused by the opioid epidemic.”
“The opioid crisis is an emergency, and I am saying, officially, right now, it is an emergency. It’s a national emergency,” Trump said earlier at his golf club in Bedminster, New Jersey. “We’re going to spend a lot of time, a lot of effort and a lot of money on the opioid crisis. It is a serious problem the likes of which we have never had.”
… du coup, les promoteurs de cette déclaration, totalement dépités 2 jours auparavant, couvrent le POTUS de louanges…
It was not immediately clear what had changed since Tuesday, when Price said the president had no immediate plans for an emergency declaration. In a statement issued Thursday night, Price thanked the President for his leadership in making the move and said it, “demonstrates our sense of urgency to fight the scourge of addiction that is affecting all corners of this country.”
Christie lauded the president’s decision, saying Trump “deserves great credit.”
“As I have said before, I am completely confident that the president will address this problem aggressively and do all he can to alleviate the suffering and loss of scores of families in every corner of our country,” he said in a written statement.
Trump Misdiagnoses the Opioid Crisis | The New Yorker
[The report suggests] expand the definition of the kinds of in-patient facilities that are eligible for reimbursement under Medicaid, which the authors say is the quickest way to get help to a large number of people.
A Summer School for Mathematicians Fed Up with Gerrymandering | The New Yorker
Tufts University—a summer school at which mathematicians, along with data analysts, legal scholars, schoolteachers, and political scientists, will learn to use their expertise to combat gerrymandering.
The school, which began on Monday, is the brainchild of a young Tufts professor named Moon Duchin, who specializes in geometry.
Mon copain Greg McShane a fait un très bon truc là-dessus en python : ►https://github.com/macbuse/Elections-in-France/blob/master/elections2017.ipynb
The Mothers Being Deported by Trump
On June 28th, President Trump convened a roundtable at the White House that included victims of crimes committed by undocumented immigrants. The event was part of the Administration’s push to pass several new immigration bills designed to, in Trump’s words, “close the dangerous loopholes exploited by criminals, gang members, drug dealers, killers, terrorists.” A regular theme of the Trump Administration’s messaging on immigration has been to present undocumented “bad hombres” as an immediate threat to the safety and cohesion of the American family unit.
Intéressante enquête du New Yorker sur l’incarcération d’un jeune érythréen en Italie, accusé à tort de trafic d’êtres humains.
Italy Imprisons Refugees Who Were Forced to Pilot Smuggling Boats At Gunpoint
The Italian press cheer these operations as a key part of the fight against illegal immigration, lionizing figures like #Carlo_Parini, a former mafia investigator who is now a top anti-human trafficking police officer in Italy. Parini leads a squad of judicial police in the province of Siracusa in eastern Sicily, one of several working under different provincial prosecutors, and his aggressive style has earned him the nickname “the smuggler hunter.”
There is only one problem: the vast majority of people arrested and convicted by these police are not smugglers. Almost 1400 people are currently being held in Italian prisons merely for driving a rubber boat or holding a compass. Most of them paid smugglers in Libya for passage to Europe and were forced to pilot the boat, often at gunpoint.
A Palerme, le procès d’un Erythréen tourne à l’absurde
La justice italienne s’acharne contre Medhanie Tesfamariam Behre, accusé d’être un cruel trafiquant d’êtres humains, alors que tout indique qu’il y a erreur sur la personne.
People smuggler who Italians claim to have jailed is living freely in Uganda
One of the world’s most wanted people smugglers, who Italian prosecutors claim to have in jail in Sicily, is living freely in Uganda and spending his substantial earnings in nightclubs, according to multiple witnesses.
Lien pour voir le documentaire, en suédois (avec sous-titres en anglais) :
What the Enron E-mails Say About Us | The New Yorker
Given that e-mail leaks can imperil governments, it seems odd that correspondents spend so little time reviewing basic work before they press send. Writing, along with fire-making and the invention of the wheel, is widely held to be a milestone of human progress. This view will seem naïve to anybody who has read much human writing. In its feral form, prose is unhinged, mystifying, and repetitive. Writers feel moved to “get things down on paper,” usually incoherently, and even in guarded moods say alarming stuff because they don’t know where to put their commas. (“Time to eat children!”) The true wellspring of civilization isn’t writing; it is editing. E-mail, produced in haste, rarely receives the requisite attention. That is bad for us but good for posterity—and for students of the literary gestures we imprudently put in pixels. When inboxes are gathered, cracked open, and studied, they become a searchable, sortable atlas for the contours of our social minds.
the archive has been pulled apart and pecked up; it has been digested by computers and referred to by more than three thousand academic papers. This makes it, in the annals of scholarship, something strange: a canonic research text that no one has actually read. Mostly, that’s because it is too long, and too boring, for complete human consumption. When the e-mails were released, in 2003, the dump was more jumbled than even computers could handle
Computers can do little with a text that humans could not, but they make some laborious work go faster. In 1949, an Italian Jesuit priest named Roberto Busa presented a pitch to Thomas J. Watson, of I.B.M. Busa was trained in philosophy, and had just published his thesis on St. Thomas Aquinas, the Catholic theologian with a famously unmanageable œuvre. (Work on a multivolume critical edition of Aquinas’s philosophy, commissioned by the Vatican, began in 1879 and is nowhere near done.) Busa had begun to wonder whether Watson’s computing machines could aid his work. Watson backed him, and, for the next thirty years, Busa encoded sixty-five thousand pages of Thomist text so that it could be word-searched, cross-referenced, and what we now call hyperlinked. The Index Thomisticus was the first corpus to be primed for digital scholarship, no less impressive because it started on punch cards and ended up online. “Digitus Dei est hic!” Busa punned in 2004. The finger of God is here.
Most results were unsurprising: people e-mailed more formally when dealing with business, across a gap in rank, with people they scarcely knew, and to a bigger audience. Oddly, though, e-mails grew more informal as the list of addressees expanded beyond ten. The researchers hypothesized that people like to strike a slouchy pose before big workplace audiences, the better to seem the cool kid in a class of dweebs.
In 2014, an enterprising business-English teacher named Evan Frendo had the idea of using the corpus to locate phrases helpful to the foreign businessperson working with Americans. After what must have been punishing study, he discovered a fixation on “ball” metaphors. “I thought I’d get the ball rolling,” one Enroner wrote. “Sounds like you guys had a ball at dinner,” another said. “I played hard ball and told them that I had to have more time,” a correspondent reported. “Someone REALLY dropped the ball here!” an employee chides. “From June 1, we will be totally on the ball,” reads an e-mail that you don’t believe. “I will pretty much leave it in your ball park about Friday night,” somebody writes (a message that Frendo correctly annotates “???”). All told, the corpus contained six hundred and two instances of ball speech, apparently covering every scenario in modern American business. It is not clear that this compendium eases the task of the Danish banker on a morning flight to Dallas. But perhaps it tells him where to focus his study.
In the iconoclastic 1980 book “Is There a Text in This Class?” Stanley Fish attacked the field of stylistics, and the tendency to equate the work of the humanities researcher with the work of the scientist. The equivalence was false, Fish thought, because the inquiries had different goals. Scientists were trying to zero in on something fixed and unknown: the laws of nature and their potential applications. Humanists were working with something variable and contingent: the way a text produced meaning for a given group of readers. You could turn up patterns in any long piece of writing without showing that such patterns were germane to how the work communicated. The most revealing question about a piece of text was the obvious one: How does it mean?
When the Enron scandal broke, last decade, e-mail was the most wanton kind of media. It is no longer so—people now have indecent texts at home, manic Slack threads in the workplace, and, for just about every venue, crankish, boastful Facebook, filled with babies and bad news. As the scandals of the past few years show, however, indecorum hasn’t left our inboxes, and the lives behind the @ symbol may still have something to hide.
America’s Future Is Texas
With right-wing zealots taking over the legislature even as the state’s demographics shift leftward, Texas has become the nation’s bellwether.
Shakespeare’s Cure for Xenophobia | By Stephen Greenblatt
What “The Merchant of Venice” taught me about ethnic #hatred and the literary imagination.
What #Shakespeare bequeathed to us offers the possibility of an escape from the mental ghettos most of us inhabit. Even in his own world, his imagination seems to have led him in surprising directions. At a time when alehouses and inns were full of spies trolling for subversive comments, this is a playwright who could depict on the public stage a twisted sociopath lying his way to supreme authority. This is a playwright who could have a character stand up and declare to the spectators that “a dog’s obeyed in office.” This is a playwright who could approvingly depict a servant mortally wounding the realm’s ruler in order to stop him from torturing a prisoner in the name of national security. And, finally, this is a playwright who almost certainly penned the critical lines we find preserved in the British Library’s manuscript of an Elizabethan play about Sir Thomas #More. (The play was probably banned from performance by the censor.) The lines speak movingly to one of our most pressing contemporary dilemmas. Shakespeare depicts Thomas More confronting an angry mob that demands the expulsion of the “strangers”—the foreigners—from England. “Grant them removed,” More tells the mob:
Imagine that you see the wretched strangers,
Their babies at their backs and their poor luggage,
Plodding to the ports and coasts for transportation,
And that you sit as kings in your desires . . .
What had you got? I’ll tell you: you had taught
How insolence and strong hand should prevail,
How order should be quelled; and by this pattern
Not one of you should live an aged man,
For other ruffians, as their fancies wrought,
With self same hand, self reasons, and self right,
Would shark on you, and men like ravenous fishes
Would feed on one another.
Retour dans l’œil du cyclone
Que faire des classes moyennes ?
Lecture de Quintane
Dans la salle d’attente
Du Centre Médico Pédago Psychologique
Le repas est prêt
Cuisiné par Émile
Trois fois de suite
Émile m’impose aux échecs
L’ouverture de la Bird.
Trois fois de suite
Émile m’impose aux échecs
Lecture du soir
Tu pleures encore ?
Quintane au CMPP
Deux Bird, deux échecs
La lecture du soir fait pleurer
Mosul’s Library Without Books - The New Yorker
I could smell the acrid soot a block away. The library at the University of Mosul, among the finest in the Middle East, once had a million books, historic maps, and old manuscripts. Some dated back centuries, even a millennium, Mohammed Jasim, the library’s director, told me. Among its prize acquisitions was a Quran from the ninth century, although the library also housed thousands of twenty-first-century volumes on science, philosophy, law, world history, literature, and the arts. Six hundred thousand books were in Arabic; many of the rest were in English. During the thirty-two months that the Islamic State ruled the city, the university campus, on tree-lined grounds near the Tigris River, was gradually closed down and then torched. Quite intentionally, the library was hardest hit. ISIS sought to kill the ideas within its walls—or at least the access to them.
Despite enduring dictators, an extremist rampage that reconfigured Iraq’s borders, and three long wars over the course of four decades, Iraqis are known for their intellectual curiosity and literacy. There’s a famous saying in the Middle East: “Books are written in Egypt, printed in Lebanon, and read in Iraq.” For centuries, private home libraries were considered a sign of class. After the University of Mosul was founded, in 1967, sixty of the city’s largest private libraries donated their historic collections to the new campus library, Jasim told me. Those volumes are all gone now, too.
ISIS had already destroyed Mosul’s central library, the other major resource center in Iraq’s second-largest city, which was once a cosmopolitan melting pot of disparate religions and ethnicities. Irina Bokova, the director-general of UNESCO, called it “the systematic destruction of heritage and the persecution of minorities that seeks to wipe out the cultural diversity that is the soul of the Iraqi people. Burning books is an attack on the culture, knowledge and memory.”
How to Call B.S. on Big Data: A Practical Guide - The New Yorker
Bergstrom believes that calling bullshit on data, big or otherwise, doesn’t require a statistics degree—only common sense and a few habits of mind. “You don’t have to understand all the gears inside a black box in order to evaluate what you’re being told,” he said. For those who were unable to enroll in INFO 198/BIOL 106B this spring, here is some of his and West’s advice
Merci @fil, très agréable lecture ! J’ai découvert par la même occasion qu’un des intérêts de ma méthode de #big_data était que d’une certaine façon elle rendait presque automatiques des « sortes de techniques de guesstimation à la Fermi ». Qu’au lieu d’un calcul sortant d’une boîte noire, j’ai à tout instant un ensemble de résultats partiels vérifiables entre eux. De sorte que si je m’apprête à dire une connerie, j’ai deux ou trois contre-estimations qui vont m’interdire de la proférer. (Malheureusement ça ne marche que pour les données que j’analyse, pas dans la vie courante !).
The Assad Files
Capturing the top-secret documents that tie the Syrian regime to mass torture and killings.
Meilleur titre de presse de cette semaine :)
TRUMP SAYS SLEEPING ONLY FOUR HOURS A DAY NOT AFFECTING HIS ABILITY TO CLJJRYFF
(roh les majuscules du titre qui piquent)
This moving photo essay flips the script on race expectations
In a feature titled “Let’s Talk About Race” for O, the Oprah Magazine’s May 2017 issue on race, photographer #Chris_Buck published a photo essay reversing the roles of women of color and white women. Buck, who is white, was commissioned by the editor-in-chief at O, Lucy Kaylin, who curated the feature to encourage more open conversation about race. Kaylin told Mic News that the concept came out of a meeting with Oprah Winfrey herself.