Summary of the last week in NZ politics...

A Critique of Pacifism, and a Defence of Argument

As a result of a recent row I was in about the conflict in Iraq and possibilities of dealing with the crisis, my anger and stridency got the better of me, and as a result I had much cause to ruminate. I was struck by the tone of pre-WWII pacifism I was hearing. I don't seek to rehash that particular shouting match in this piece – clearly I was angry and alarmed by what I was hearing (and did not desist when it was plain the person in question did not wish to argue) – what I want to do instead is examine the character of the position as best I can. I believe that on the one hand it is based on irrational anti-Americentrism, and on the other (although these factors frequently overlap) an antipodean solipsism. 

As I said the pacifism seemed to hark back to the inter-war period, when the motivation to prevent catastrophic modern war so clouded the minds of great statesmen that they did not act against the belligerent fascists of Germany and Italy – or even make pragmatic steps to galvanise their offensive capabilities until the fascists had an enormous military advantage. Appeasement, the theory has been so routinely discredited ever since, and its stalwarts (Neville Chaimberlain, Sidney Baldwin, Joe Kennedy) ridiculed and repudiated. But it was at a certain time a persuasive political doctrine, as was pacifism when articulated by writers like A.A. Milne in his book Peace with Honour. He drove the point that Britain doesn't fight wars to protect its culture, or its institutions, or its citizenry. It fights wars to protect its reputation as a belligerent nation, a first class power. Well pleaded, and persuasive as a general explanation of the wars around the turn of the century which culminated in WWI (and still worth reading). But it failed to take into account that the ground of history is ever shifting, that the passing of even a handful of years can see the arrival of a whole new set of circumstances which change the nature of a conflict and thus the case for joining it.

That is what Milne realised with the lead up to WWII and his subsequent book War with Honour sought to modify the obstinate pacifism of his earlier work. WWII was a struggle fought reluctantly, bitterly, and even with a touch of cynicism – it had to be fought, but it wasn't dressed up in honourable trappings. Dulche et decorum est pro patria mori, that hucksterish refrain to seduce the willing participation of a generation a century ago was disposed of, and 'blood, toil, tears and sweat' was the mantra by 1940. There was also a humanitarian dimension to the conflict, although it failed to persuade the appeasers. What did finally spur them to action was the direct threat Germany posed to France and Britain. A self-interested motivation does not rank high on charts of moral decision making, and yet is the principal pillar beneath the doctrines of isolationism, and pacifism (do not do to others what you would not want done to yourself is a sound rule, but is predicated on self-preservation by definition).

On Iraq

On the specific case of the Isis insurgency of Iraq - energized by more than a billion dollars US of oil revenue seized from the border zone of Iraq and Syria - even former Prime Minister Helen Clark (who decided not to support the Bush-Administration's invasion of Iraq in 2003) has stated that drawing a connection between the 2003 war and Isis is a 'long bow to draw'. More likely is that the group has been formed during the Syrian civil war (which infamously has been left out of western interference) and there is evidence they are financially backed by Wahabi Saudi Arabia. In the last few months at least 500,000 civilians have been forced from their homes and towns, they can't flee as refugees because Syria is a bloody war zone (with half a million dead so far), and other countries in the region (namely Jordan) are already struggling to cope with so many refugees who fled Syria. Currently Isis is being held up by the Kurds in the north and the Iraqi army in the south. Conflict at the moment surrounds the Baiji oil refinery, some 14o miles north of Baghdad. If Isis takes this the largest oil refinery in Iraq they will have the country’s economy in a submission hold. The situation is desperate, and a call to arms from a Shia cleric is already being answered by thousands of eager young men. Is a greater sectarian conflict – unchecked and unchallenged by the Nations that can do something – more desirable that a possible use of American military strength? Say it is not your problem if you like, but the international community is staring down the barrel at a looming catastrophe – shutting your eyes will not make the problem disappear.

The Saudi's are partly to blame for the sectarian conflict in the Middle East. I say partly first as a way to avoid hubris, and second to give room for the other influences, like the presence of oil in the region (nonetheless a widely misunderstood influence). Saudi Arabia is majority Sunni (the largest Islamic denomination at about 89% of the global Muslim population), at 85-90% of the kingdoms 28 million residents. For many years they have used their considerable oil wealth to finance the operations of terrorists (they financed Al-Qaeda and 9/11), Hamas in Gaza (classified as a terrorist organisation by the USA and Israel, but are a far more complicated case), and along with the United Arab Emirates contributed billions of dollars to the rebuilding of southern Lebanon - which as not as innocuous an action as it may seem. It was to counter the efforts of Iran backed Hezbollah (Shia) which was investing millions for the same purpose; the effort is more sectarian than humanitarian. 

Why then are the Saudi's supported so strongly by the USA? This is indeed a strange contortion in US foreign policy, but to be terse it continues because of the immense influence Saudi Arabia has over the Muslim world. The most holy site in Islam is situated within the city of Mecca, to which every Muslim is expected (commanded according to the Quran) to  make a pilgrimage to at least once in their lives. This gives the kingdom huge power over the people that visit, and that fact is something the USA knows all too well. 

On New Zealand

I don't to say that the New Zealand pacifist is one because they are self-interested, on the contrary the conviction seems held from a desire to do no harm to others. Since violence causes direct harm, and war produces the most violence, war must be opposed. As I have mentioned the circumstances of WWII showed the limitations of the pacifist case. There are times when one must engage in violence for the purpose of halting a worse violence. This is sometimes argued to be a paradox, but only if one grants the pacifists their premise: do no harm.  If you do not accept the rule as an absolute you are not therefore lacking in moral feeling, instead you are conceding that the universe is not just, and there are no absolutes. Some people will do the best they can, others the worst they can. A moral action is when someone acts outside of their self interest for the benefit of others. Killing is often-times immoral because it violates the second part of that rule – it is not to a person’s benefit to kill them. But a glance at that sentence reveals yet more exceptions and dilemmas. I refer to the concept of euthanasia and assisted suicide – issues that deserve discussion and debate, not hasty denials on the grounds that ‘killing is morally wrong’ therefore the matter must be shut in the bottom draw and forgotten. We do no justice to our intelligence when we close the door to debate. 

Today in New Zealand it should perhaps not be surprising that the remoteness of the country, its general tranquillity, and the suspicion of global 'powers' at the centre of a foreign policy that has for the last thirty years charted a lonely (though grudgingly respected) course in international politics, produces such pacifists. What I take issue with is the absolutist nature of their stance, coupled with the underlying moral relativistism which so often accompanies anti-americanism. That the values we hold at the core of our society are somehow incompatible with people in distant lands. That idea masquerades as a kind of cultural self-deprecation, but is a rejection of the universality of the human condition. 

Why this is particularly irksome is the people holding this conviction – who refuse to engage in argument – are the elite. They are wealthy baby boomers in the safe haven of a rich island nation with an excessive 'moat' (courtesy of the Pacific Ocean which Darwin once referred to as being very poorly named). The complaint ‘but it isn’t our problem,’ is a solipsistic one. Like it or not there is a tremendous amount of suffering and desperation beyond our shores, and it deserves open minded attention. In his writings George Orwell criticised those who have never seen the appalling sights of murdered corpses en-mass, for whom murder is just a word. This gives me plenty of cause to be uncomfortable myself, as I haven't ventured into an intrinsically dangerous zones, instead I've staggered in the shadows of old wars (Vietnam, Gallipoli). However I don't hide from the fact that I live in a very rare antipodean bubble of privilege. To the elite I say that their contention that people in distant lands should be left very much to themselves constitute an abnegation of their morality, as well as a pious dismissal of real human suffering. They have abandoned reason in favour of a contrived acceptability; would sooner swap trivial exchanges than test their theories, and will let the world burn while they fiddle.

I believe it is better to at the minimum argue over solutions than to tiredly dismiss them at a glance. Is a humanitarian crisis really not worth trying to resolve? I cannot accept that, and I won’t apologise for getting angry. 

Why is Isis posting pictures of the massacre of Iraqi soldiers? For sheer bloody terror.

Review: Edge of Tomorrow

I haven't read Hiroshi Sakurazaka's All You Need is Kill, so I cannot possibly make a judgement as to whether Doug Liman's new film Edge of Tomorrow works as an adaptation. I must restrict myself to a purely cinematic analysis, and my goodness this film surprised me. I won't do a complete plot summary (go here for that) but I do trespass into spoiler territory, so this is the alert.

I suspect that I was not the only one who felt a prickle of trepidation when the trailer for the Edge of Tomorrow preceded every other 3D film this year. Tom Cruise in yet another save the world CG-fest, embarrassing us all with his 'take me seriously I'm being intense' style. But my expectation that I was in for another War of the Worlds clunker showed more perhaps about my limited view of the capabilities of a serial Hollywood A-lister. 

Before getting into the positives I'll give this brief throat clearing. The story is wantonly simple, in fact the entire context of the war with an alien race is shamelessly lifted straight from WWII (the Aliens being the Nazi's of course) although without a holocaust. The big battle that dominates the story (partly because it is the centrepiece of the day that keeps being repeated) is essentially a futuristic version of D-day. It is shameless, but it is so because it has to be grasped quickly by the audience and held in mind through all of the confusing day repetitions. There is also an abundance of clichés, from the expected 'What took you so long?' line that seems to be attached to Hollywood with as much usefulness as tits on a bull, to all the ones you would expect in an army barracks. But again this negative is a paltry one, because it connects well with the very idea of living the same day over and over - your existence becomes cliché.  

Tom Cruise's gives a solid performance as Private (formerly Major) William Cage. He performs well physically, and only a few times drifts into his frustrating 'I'm being intense' moods. But the crucial importance of his character and why he does so well is that William Cage is a snobby little coward. At the start of the film he is dislikeable and unsympathetic as he tries to weasel his way out of fighting beside his fellow soldiers. When he is dragooned onto the beaches of Normandy he is authentically terrified, absent is the Tom Cruise heroism, he scurries from cover to cover trying desperately to take the safety off his weapons and pleading with his comrades to tell him how. He dies when a rare command alien attacks him and he sets off the claymore mine in a bid to kill it. The blood of the 'alpha' spills over his dying and burning up head transferring the alien power to control time to him. Thus he wakes up at the start of the previous day. 

The repeated cycle over and hover many thousands of times justifies his very Tom Cruise heroics later. He trains longer than anyone ever could, and through dying so many times in combat knows exactly what is going to happen before it does. This provides the best comedic elements as we see Tom die in many different ways and then quite methodically start again to get it right before dying again a few steps later. The film is well balanced in terms of pace to make sure this doesn't get boring - and it never does.

Emily Blunt plays the famous Sergeant Rita Vrataski, a ruthless fighter who once had the same power as William Cage, but lost it when she was injured and instead of dying was taken to a hospital and pumped with donated blood. She is the only one who believes Cage (and I assume must be met and persuaded every time he 'respawns') and trains him to fight as they hatch a plan to destroy the omega - the other half of the alien intelligence along with the alpha. If they destroy the omega they will literally save the world. A dead simple plot it is true but if it were complicated the movie would suffer, and honestly who the hell comes to a 3D film with high expectations on narrative?

Blunt is great at looking good while looking grim at the same time, and (I won't spoil it) although there is a predictable romantic tension it is mercifully unmilked. If I had $14 spare I might go to it a second time, I really do think it is that worth it. Given my sleepiness I will cut this short, there is really not much else to say except that I give Edge of Tomorrow a solid three and a half stars (out of five), and that I wish Tom Cruise would do this kind of thing more often.

Internet-Mana, and the flea called Kelvin.

Unless you were living under a slab of something dense enough to resist even the loudest broadcasts of political opinion, you've probably heard of the merger of the Dotcom - Harawira political machines. They have become the Internet-Mana Party (or IMP as Chris Trotter languidly put it). Commentators predicted Internet to choose someone appropriately centrist and youthful to try to take a bite out of National's right flank, but were flabbergasted to learn (as pundits always are when someone makes an unpredictable and smarter move) that Internet has chosen Laila Harré as leader.

She is a former leader of the Alliance party, cabinet minister in the Clark government, and has been described as the darling of the left. At 48 years old, pundits doubt her appeal to the youth, and knowledge of computer technology. But she has always held a place in the affections of your humble servant, and has quickly taken to twitter with more skill than most MPs.

The right are gloating that she's further evidence of a fractured left, and are suspiciously in sync when grudgingly admitting she's a skilled campaigner. You can see they already have their excuses ready, if Internet-Mana get less than 1 percent the right will say it was Laila's fault for playing in the crowded grounds of the left wing, and if they do manage to get at least 1.1 percent (gaining Laila a seat) the right will say 'oh but we always said she's a good campaigner. It's always the same with the right, they go for the person rather than the ideas that person represents.

One thing stands in the way of this political deal. Kelvin Davis. Labour's candidate replacing Shane Jones on the party list. He will stand in Te Tai Tokerau against Hone Harawira, and he's been very clear (however bitter and racist) that he wants to stop Internet-Mana from achieving their ends by taking Mr Harawira's electorate seat. He complains that Dotcom is some sort of neo-nazi, as if his German-ness is the issue with his character. Davis compared the merger to when Maori gave up chunks of their land for beads and blankets. His unpleasant disposition and clear small mindedness would be unremarkable if the situation wasn't so serious. The crude political apparition in Shane Jones' seat may deprive the Labour party of a real shot at forming the next government, and all for the sake of one man's ego.

I like Laila Harré and think her appointment shows a degree of long term thinking of the kind only shown thus far by the Greens. Hone wanted someone he could truly work with over the next term, Dotcom wanted someone with considerable experience and integrity to run the party he really believes in. They've got the best possible leader in Laila. Politics is the management and distribution of power, it is often ugly and it invariably involves deal making. How significant that the voters have seen the merger openly many months before polling day. I will not say you should vote for Internet-Mana,  only that if you were tempted before then you should have more reason to now. They are serious players.

P.S If you aren't convinced Kelvin Davis should stand aside in Te Tai Tokerau, consider his racist statements yesterday. He is not just an enemy of the left, but an enemy of New Zealand politics. Cunliffe should keep him at arms length.

(CARTOON) The indignities of being Pope Emeritus...

Why Complex is Wrong

There was an article published in Complex magazine that was meant to be something of a polemical attack on Lorde, you can read it here. Since it is not artistic criticism, and it takes a very patronising position I feel it is fair for me to put forth my own counter argument.

To summarise the issue at the centre of contention is a statement Lorde put up on her tumblr page speaking out against media centres like Complex asking for interviews so they can do profiles and other pieces on artists whom the public wants to read about. Their articles sell their magazines and subscriptions - they therefore rely on artists giving them time. The artists need them too for the same reason, the symbiotic relationship should not be denied.

The problem Lorde has is when the same companies dump on her work (and that of other artists) while at the same time asking - or perhaps demanding - for interview time. Mr Ahmed who penned the Complex article protests that entertainment journalists have a responsibility to maintain their journalistic integrity by criticising harshly when they deem an artist to have produced bad work. At face value this seems like a fair point. Unfortunately I believe it misses the point of what Lorde was talking about. Some critics will focus on the work and evaluate it accordingly. Sometimes however, they cross the line into personally attacking an artist, and when they do this one day and march up to her asking for an interview the next is (quite understandably) in bad form. 

I have not had the opportunity to meet Lorde and ask her myself if I am right in my interpretation of her views, so I can only examine the logic and present my own view. She wrote on tumblr in defence of her friends in the industry, and the emotional context of the post should not be forgotten.

 I have been in contact with Mr Ahmed on twitter and confronted him on a point which I felt hurt his argument and gives a revealing glimpse into the character of journalists of this kind. He made a point of saying in his argument that as a seventeen year old, Lorde understandably has an incomplete view of journalism. The patronising tone of this comment is exactly the point I am illustrating about criticism being ad hominem, or to the person. On twitter Mr Ahmed said it is part of journalistic practice to refer to the ages of subjects, and completely missed the point I was trying to make that it is a big assumption and shows a complete lack of sympathy.

According to Mr Ahmed the defence of something as being 'journalistic' can cover all manner of sins. Also entertainment journalists are as essential to the music industry as the artists. I can't motivate myself to make much out of whatever someone says to make themselves feel more important - except that. Reading stuff like this in Complex reminds me why I decided not to pursue journalism, if that's the kind of kool aid drunk by journalism students, I'm quite sure that with me it would fatally disagree.   

It cannot be unreasonable to decry attacks from the media when they are asking favours at the same time.

Too Hasty by far Mr Dunne

This morning the Honourable Peter Dunne, Minister of Internal Affairs, Associate Minister of Health and Conservation, father of the house - and John Key's personal whipping boy - had an argument with Annette King on Psychoactive Substances. 

As often happens I get myself out of bed in the morning by picking a fight with a government minister via twitter, and I accused the United Future leader of being a fall guy for the Prime Minister, who has kept the issue firmly in Dunne's office - making Dunne roast in the fire of public discontent. Peter was not amused. He told me to go read the act before making stupid comments. While I reserve the right to make stupid comments whenever pleases me, I had to rebut the core assumption - that I like many had not bothered to read the relevant legislation. It turns out that I have, and as the regular followers of my blog will know I have done my bit to promote the course of action the government took rather than banning the drugs outright (which I still believe will not work), see my post A Plea For Reason on March 21.

I am not mad about Dunne being so deep in the foxhole that he no longer recognises friend from foe, I am alarmed by the air of condescension his comments give rise to. It is fair enough to say that the public often does not have the patience to look at all the details of legislation (it can work wonders as an insomnia cure though), but to dismiss all who aren't on your personal radar as ignorant, is to be more cynical than the non-voter. Mr Dunne has been under a lot of pressure since he reclaimed ministerial office on January 28, and he knows that as a veteran of every government since 1984 and sixty years of age - this is the last job he'll have in politics. No doubt he's desperate to continue past September, but his arrogant dismissal of criticism he mistakenly believes to be founded on ignorance makes him unworthy of office. I will be very sympathetic to campaigns to oust him at this election and will also look at how I can contribute to his downfall. He's smart, he's tenacious, and he's as pompous as a dressage pony, but he is not greater than the people.

A line of Mark Twain's keeps hitting the surface of my mind and I feel - considering that it was an argument of sorts that led to this post - that I should end on it. "Never pick a fight with someone who buys (metaphorical) ink by the barrel."

Time for the biggest political slut in a Parliament of whores to call it a day.