The Africa Beat

Hardly anybody likes the mass media. Everybody likes to beat up on them, use them as an alibi for their own intellectual or political shortcomings. Academics have a particular form of that aversion: journalism appears to many of them relentlessly “down-market”, sloppy, misrepresenting subjects that academics care about.

I used to subscribe to the general and common version of that complaint; I even wrote a paper early in my career built around Bryant Gumbel’s Today expedition to Africa. The more I’ve thought about it over time, the more skeptical I’ve become of most such criticism. Coming from academics, it evinces an otherworldly ignorance of both space constraints and readability, it often reeks of professional jealousy, and it overlooks the good work done by journalists in favor of the bad work. Anthropologists and other social scientists also sometimes seem to expect journalists to authoritatively represent information which academics don’t have access to themselves. Few of us directly study the sociology of the military forces controlled by secretive dictators, for example, but I’ve seen colleagues with a straight face complain that journalists covering the same country or society don’t write enough about topics of that nature. Some of the complaints about media coverage of Iraq take on this form, that important stories aren’t being covered, as if that lack of coverage is deliberate and instrumental (or at the least sloppy and unprofessional) when in fact it’s nothing more than bowing to the outer limits of possibility. Some stories can’t be covered by anyone, journalist or academic.

If I’m going to complain about particular media coverage now, I’d like to keep my complaints more focused on individual stories and reporters. I have no problem, for example, joining the chorus of attacks on Judith Miller, because her case involves a professional standard that can be clearly enunciated which readers of political reportage have every right to demand. (A standard whose application calls into question a good deal of inside-the-Beltway journalism, but that’s a legit gripe in this case.) A complaint like this is valid not just because it’s about a concrete standard, but because you can talk clearly about what the alternatives look like, about what a reformed journalistic professionalism would be.

In stories about Africa, I don’t want to just complain that reporters aren’t scholars. I’d rather be clear about what they could say instead, and say appropriately and effectively within the constraints of print or television journalism. So, for example, a New York Times article on child marriage in Africa that both Abiola Lapite and I noticed back at the end of November was indeed a pretty shabby piece of work, largely for the reasons that Lapite notes. It took a specific situation in a specific place (Malawi) and abstracted it to all of “Africa” in a few broad brushstrokes. More importantly from my perspective, it was utterly without any historical perspective, treating “child marriage” as some antediluvian, unchanging, generically African tradition against which contemporary reformers must struggle. If there’s anything that scholarly study of European colonialism in African societies turns up, it’s that gender was in some ways a far more important social category in expressions of imperial authority than race. In some places and at some moments, it would be fair to speak of what some scholars have called a “double patriarchy”, with the specific design of indirect-rule colonialism expressed as a kind of bargain between senior rural gerentocrats and European administrators. One of the consequences of that pact, where and when it appeared, was that women were often redefined as statutory minors, without rights or recourse under “customary law”. At the same time, the terms of labor in the 20th Century also often extensively commodified marriage itself, transforming diverse bridewealth practices in many places into a much more standard form of cold-cash transaction.

This too is a simplification, but I offer it to say that the article by Sharon LaFraniere would be just fine with two fairly simple rewritings. The first would be to just write the story from Malawi and stick with that, to make it a “local” piece rather than a trans-African one. There’s no reason to write the story about Africa as a whole. The second would be to offer just one paragraph, one measly paragraph, that relates something of the historical context. That’s not too much to ask for, I think.

To keep up a bit of Times bashing, both because I think they have historical problems with Africa coverage and because I think have a right to expect that Bill Keller could spot some of these problems, given that his work from South Africa was one of the few bright spots in the Times reportage on Africa, Marc Lacey’s article on an “isolated tribe” in Kenya in December 18th’s paper was far worse in many respects than LaFraniere’s. Her article could have been strengthened simply by refocusing and adding a short bit of context. Lacey’s article is flatly incorrect about almost everything. It could have been filed from New York, given how generic and credulous the fundamental angle of the article is.

Basically, Lacey allows himself to be manipulated by a small number of experts who have a sustained, vested interest in the concept of “vanishing cultures”, isolated and pristine indigenes untouched by modernity, in particular, one scholar who has planted his flag on a group he characterizes as such in Kenya. I’m willing to concede, unlike some colleagues, that there may be a small handful of human societies that could have been appropriately characterized as such in the past fifty years, largely peoples living in extremely remote environments with formidable natural barriers separating them from other societies. But there are almost no societies that are worth describing in those terms in modern African history.

Take for example the “Bushmen”, various Khoisan-speaking peoples scattered through the western half of southern Africa. An older generation of anthropologists, as well as various romantic travel writers, wildlife conservationists and popular entertainments, got enormous mileage out of portraying them as isolated from contact with any other human societies, “Stone Age” relics. Some of the people who helped construct that lasting idea were active fabulists like Laurens van der Post or the “Denver Expedition”, others were just inattentive to the histories lying in plain sight all around them. Bushmen weren’t hanging out in the Kalahari because history passed them by: they were there because of history, because of contact with a variety of other societies, Western and African. They became the people that they were in the 20th Century in a deeply historical process, not in opposition to history.

So too the Arrial in Kenya. Yes, of course there are people in African societies with much closer and more powerful links to the global economy and to global culture than others. Yes, of course you can talk about relative isolation. But Lacey just buys hook line and sinker a view of the Arrial as generic primitives straight out of central casting, looking at magazines the way that the cartoon Bushmen of The Gods Must Be Crazy look at a Coke bottle. At least the latter is conscious fiction (if often mistaken by Western audiences for documentary). A reporter should do better.

The worst thing about the article is really not its characterization of a given African society but the really seriously incorrect representation of anthropology as a discipline. Lacey basically takes a handful of old-style sociocultural anthropologists and a very particular strata of biological anthropologists and evolutionary psychologists who have a continuing investment in the idea of pristine cultures and hey presto! turns them into “anthropologists”, the whole of the discipline.

Following my earlier guideline, what would I suggest Lacey do differently? Here I’m not sure the article can be salvaged. There’s so many things to report on from East Africa: why file a story that could have been filed at any time in the last fifty years, that’s close to being a dog-bites-man staple of inattentive foreign correspondence, or an entertainment-beat reporter mechanically paraphrasing a press release from a public relations agent? At the least Lacey could have tried calling up a few anthropologists who might have given him a critical take on the hook of the story, and made the story into a profile of a debate within anthropology. Or make it a story about the systematic weirdness and complexity of anthropological fieldwork rather than quick-take cliches? These are not necessarily arcane or impenetrable angles, impossible to cover appropriately in a major daily. If it’s to be about the Ariaal, spend some more time there, talk about what that area of northern Kenya looks like, about the histories involved, about what it means to be far from the centers of state power and global economic integration in the contemporary world.

Mostly I think reporters and general nonfiction writers do a fair job in Africa and elsewhere. Some of them do a spectacular job, easily outshining most or all scholarly work. I’d rather teach Philip Gourevitch and Micaela Wrong on Rwanda and Zaire than many scholars writing about both places. But the general adequacy of a lot of reportage simply makes the weaker work stand out all the more. In many cases, it’s really not that hard to take one extra step to keep a story from lapsing into cliches and misrepresentation. In a few cases, perhaps, a reporter would be better off backing up and trying again.

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Pop Culture Roundup

The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, the film itself. I was a bit surprised: the movie felt oddly flat. Perhaps because it suffered from the same problem that the first two Harry Potter films had, an overly literal approach to adapting the book. Here the wisdom of Peter Jackson’s take on Lord of the Rings really becomes apparent, the need to make the source fit to the medium’s possibilities. There was nothing wrong with the film, but it didn’t really tug at me either. It may also be that Lion is itself a somewhat flat book: a modest little fairytale, and not much more. Narnia was and is a favorite place to revisit, but it never quite had the command of my imagination that some other books did. (Please, please, someone make Lloyd Alexander’s Prydain books into films, if the rights can be rescued from whatever intricate state they were left in by the animated Black Cauldron.) The other thing that occurred to me is that the battle at the end of Lion so recalled some of the action sequences of LOTR that it lost some of its ability to surprise. A few particular things: Lucy and Edmund were superbly cast. Liam Neeson’s voice works as Aslan, and they managed to animate Aslan very well, to get the warmth and richness of his look right. I liked the portrayal of the Witch, but her costume designer really seemed off, especially with the outfit she was wearing early in the film, which looked more like it belonged on an NFL player. The Beavers were very well voiced, very appropriately amusing.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Nicely done, though I didn’t care for it as much as the film version of Prisoner of Azbakan. I found I had forgotten the book somewhat, which made it more fun to see the film; it was one of the weaker books in the series, I felt at the time. At first I didn’t care much for Fiennes’ Voldemort, but I realized that was just the short bit immediately after his resurrection–after that he became much more suavely and interestingly menacing. Michael Gambon needs to dial down his Dumbledore somehow: the only time he really works as the character is when he’s speaking to the assembled Hogwarts’ students. Mad-Eye Moody was very nicely acted and visualized.

A Feast for Crows. It was interesting to see Martin get some notice in the New York Times the other day. I’m still enjoying this series but the bloat is starting to become noticeable. I understand that adding viewpoint characters is meant to enrich the central theme that no one is good or evil, and that adding “cul-de-sac” storylines is meant to deceive us about where the story is going. That’s been one of the great virtues of the books so far: without cheating or breaking the coherence of the narrative, Martin has frequently pulled off feats of misdirection and surprise. Nevertheless, some of the narrative chaff he’s throwing up now to continue that effort is starting to become wearisome. It may be that some of it will pay off in surprising ways later on, I suppose. Equally, some of the characters that I’m interested in who are supposed to be in this volume (Tyrion, my favorite, has been pushed off to the parallel Dance With Dragons) felt to me as if they got short shrift, particularly Arya. The big thing that worries me, though, and makes me feel as if Jordanesque bloat is creeping in here, is that not nearly as much actually happens in this book, by comparison with the other entries in the series. It still has a lot more plot movement than most other gigantic series of its kind, but there is a bit of a sense of interlude in Feast, and I don’t think that’s a healthy thing.

Avatar. The season finale for this series was just amazing. Here’s a show where I think there’s some clear thinking ahead about the narrative arc, that has a finite vision of the story it intends to tell. My daughter and I feel pretty sure that Prince Zuko will end up being Aang’s tutor in firebending, or perhaps Zuko’s uncle (though I’m guessing he may have a tragic end ahead of him somewhere, perhaps to catalyze Zuko’s realization about what his father and his nation have become). This is now one of the absolute best animated series ever, in my view: by turns funny, sad, wise, and full of potent invocations of the full tapestry of human experience, and yet wholly appropriate for even very young children.

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Was That So Hard?

I haven’t written about Iraq for a while, largely because I came to the conclusion that there were no remaining contingent pathways left: things were going to turn out however they were going to turn out. I especially came to feel that critics of the war itself might as well retreat from the public debate. Those who advocated the war are now and should remain wholly responsible for what happens next. Of course, they also should get some credit for good consequences of the war. At this juncture of the conflict, I think there is reason to hope that Iraq will eventually achieve some measure of stability and freedom. The signs are not all gloomy, far from it. And if Iraq tomorrow looks better by far than Iraq yesterday, that will be a good thing. It is important not to minimize or sneer at that good if it manifests. It is important to hope for the best.

What I still have to say as a matter of advocacy has to do with the collateral damage of the conflict, with the deeply unnecessary and unprincipled uses of the war to consolidate dangerous forms of federal power and political hysteria within the United States and foolhardy, counterproductive expressions of American power abroad. I still reel at the fact that the leaders of my government are waging a serious political effort to retain an official, sanctioned, legalized capacity to authorize torture. Please, don’t bother splitting hairs here about whether mock-drowning people or forcing them to stand without sitting for eight hours is torture or not. That’s a non-debate where the slippery slope doesn’t loom mistily up ahead somewhere, but instead appears beneath our feet as the wind whistles through our hair. As with so much else of the ancillary activities that surround the war, my problem doesn’t even come from a nose-in-the-air moral pulpit as much as it comes from the conviction that advocacy of the right to “mild” torture is a gigantic practical and geopolitical mistake. Before we even need to talk about whether it’s wrong or not (and it is), it’s wrong in the sense of being a profoundly bad strategy.

This becomes all the clearer now that the President is speaking with the faintest hint of an adult, responsible and subtle conception of the global struggle. We can talk about America’s war dead and their sacrifice, about our men and women in harm’s way, but we owe the Iraqi people (and the world) even more honor, and some straight talk about their sacrifice. They’re the ones who were committed to this battle without anything resembling a representative or consultative moment before the war commenced. Even if this all turns out in some sense “for the best”, none of the dead or living there had a moment where they faced that future possibility squarely, took a deep breath, and consented to become the “central front” in a global war.

Where was the sense of gravity and weariness about any of that up until now? Where was the seriousness of purpose, the haunted consciences, the sense of responsibility? Instead we got puppet-show patriotism and flag-waving done so instrumentally that it dishonors that symbol’s heritage far more than somebody chucking it in a bonfire. I don’t believe that this President and this Administration has suddenly developed that seriousness, but even the rhetorical simulation of it shows just how much it matters, how much it would have done to make this war unfold differently to date in its feel, in the way it has played and will play at home and abroad.

It’s not just the President: the same shallowness has been a staple feature of ardent pro-war (and yes, some equally ardent anti-war) public speakers from the outset. Slogans instead of ideas, meanness of spirit instead of a deepening and maturation of conscience. If war or crisis is a forge, then the leadership of this war has proven brittle metal. And that, I really think, was not inevitable. I can imagine a very different leadership and a very different mobilized public and even a different mobilized world (or at least parts of it) for almost the same war, and even if it played out on the ground in Iraq just as it has, the meaning of the war would have been very different, and its larger consequences as well. Maybe that too can still be avoided, but only if there is some house-cleaning over the next three years. That’s what it means to “take responsibility”, if the President is even remotely serious about that phrase. There are people and policies that need to be booted out of this White House if the Administration actually wants to lead this war rather than use it as a backdrop to domestic politics and as a justification for scarily out-of-control securocrat follies.

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Unbelief and Imagination

So The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe has arrived, and in its wake, much as I would have expected, a fairly vigorous undercurrent of debate about C.S. Lewis and Christianity, both on weblogs and elsewhere.

So far the smartest comment is also one of the briefest: Brad DeLong’s November 11th observation that Lewis’ Christianity may not be the preferred Christianity of many non-Christians, but it’s a recognizable form of the religion nevertheless. I agree that there’s something fundamentally unsettling about non-Christians lining up to tell Christians which version of their religion is the correct one. On the other hand, that’s what having scripture is all about: if Christianity were merely the ineffable, uncommunicable, sublime, private experience of an interior communion with God, a Christian would be perfectly justified in telling anyone who wants to second-guess that to buzz off. But it’s also a collective, systematic, institutionalized religion with a powerful social presence, a deep history, and holy texts which lay out the content and practice of the faith.

So it’s ok to observe that Lewis’ Christianity as developed in the Narnia books is a sort of theological jambalaya (or if we’re going to stay British, a trifle with a lot of strange things in it). It’s even ok to find his mix of religious elements distasteful in some fashion distinguished from a general opinion of Christianity. On the other hand, if you really had a “favorite” form of Christianity, you’d probably actually be a Christian, so let’s not get too silly about what non-believers are entitled to demand.

In my case, I don’t especially think about it much. I read a lot of books as a child, took a moderate interest in Catholicism for a brief intense period when I was eleven and twelve, an far more intense anti-Catholicism and agnosticism afterwards, and was at least aware of the content of Christianity more generally for most of my childhood. But honestly, I ripped voraciously through the Narnia books as a wee one and didn’t even realize that they were in any sense Christian until The Last Battle, when the religious content starts flashing in neon lights.

So what was I seeing if not Christian allegory? Basically, fantasy and Englishness, the latter in a somewhat twee, eccentric form that felt to me like it was in the DNA of modern fantasy. (Another thing I never knew as a child: Tolkien and Lewis like, actually knew each other. Me, I just thought this was how British fantasy writers sounded as a whole. Doubtless that’s part of why China Mieville and Philip Pullman find the Inkling crowd so annoying: this is the specific heritage that they’re trying to shuck off.)

As a consequence, though, it seems terribly weird–even borderline foolish–to see someone complaining about the Pevensies getting crowned at the end of the film, as if this is some kind of outrageous reactionary elitism. It’s a fantasy trope–being the chosen one, being crowned, being the heir to the throne or gifted with innate magical powers–that runs right down to the core of the genre, especially in children’s books. The Chronicles of Prydain, The Dark Is Rising, So You Want to Be a Wizard, Harry Potter, and on and on. You could (and some have) write off all fantasy as a whole for that and other imagined sins. But that is precisely the reason that people who want imaginative culture to perform instrumental ends, to deliver this and that message, to carry this and that burden, to correct this and that social ill, usually write such shitty imaginative work (if and when they trouble to at all).

What makes Lewis relatively innocent, even of the (fairly indisputable) charge that his depiction of pseudo-Muslims practically oozes racism and condescension, is the simultaneous strangeness and typicality of his fantasy, that it contains so many familiar elements, the grammar of the genre and its folkloric roots mixed in with so many eccentrically composed or combined gestures of religious teaching. It takes a meanness of spirit to read Narnia as outrageous theological or cultural error, just as it would to read Wind in the Willows and complain that it was a polemic on behalf of English social hierarchy. You have to take these books simultaneously too seriously and not seriously enough in order to just breeze past their peculiar company on the road to some secular or political jeremiad. Or maybe it’s just that unbelievers who are aggressive about their unbelief have some bigger problem with imagination as a whole: it all seems so unseemly in the face of Real Life, perhaps.

The major sins I held Lewis accountable for when I was a boy were world-building ones (apparently, I’m not alone: this was always Tolkien’s complaint about Narnia as well). Once I understood who Aslan was meant to be (I enjoyed it more when he was just a enigmatic, luminescent force within the stories) then suddenly Aslan’s ways become more than divinely mysterious. He says that he’s brought the Pensieves to Narnia so that they may know him better in their own world. Presumably this is so that knowledge can have an impact on other humans: he implies as much to Digory and Polly in his remarks on the fate of Charn. But given that none of the children live into adulthood, this seems truly odd. Most other world-crossing fantasies imply that world-crossing happens all the time, that many children (or adults) may be so blessed. But the God of Narnia seems rather slothful in how he dispenses his magical mystery tours of all creation: in between Narnia’s birth and death, only eight British children, a horse, and a cab-driver and his wife get to visit. Heck, even Oz gets more traffic from America alone in a few years than that. Most fantasies of this kind allow the possibility of wish-fulfillment, that anyone might be the next to cross the worlds into fairyland. Lewis’ world ought to be the most so: the ferryman who carries souls from here to there is omnipotent and omniscient, with all time and space at his command.

The other thing I couldn’t easily forgive as a young reader was Susan, especially after I finished The Last Battle. I grasped readily enough that when you lead your characters into a Platonic afterlife and one of their number is missing, then that character is in the Bad Place (along with all the others who went into Aslan’s shadow). That seemed then cruel for the mere sin of lipsticks and nylons; it seems now infuriatingly misogynist, a picture made all the more convincing by Lewis’ own sex life.

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Ethical Intelligence

Swarthmore’s president, Alfred Bloom, talks a great deal about “ethical intelligence” as perhaps the central outcome he’d like to see produced by a Swarthmore education. I like the phrase and I like the concept and I agree with his view that this is a chief goal. The reason it’s a nice phrase is that it implies (at least to me) that what we’re looking for the underpinnings of a capacity for ethical judgement, one that students can freely exercise at their own discretion and in their own ways, like any other form of knowledge or intelligence.

Some institutions of higher learning look at ethics as something to impose with a velvet fist instead, not as a capacity which individuals develop but as the force that a community exerts on the people within it. Much as I’d like to dismiss the University of Pennsylvania’s misguided attempt to punish a student for taking photographs of a public spectacle as an individual case of institutional foolishness, I have to admit that it is indicative of a pattern in academia. The recurrent problem is the inclination of universities and colleges to try to compel or coerce their students and employees to cohere to a fixed, rigid and often flawed ethical code.

It’s not a pattern that comes from partisan political commitments, not a simple left-right thing. It’s a consequence of the convergence of many historical developments. Universities learned after the early 1970s to co-opt rather than confront protesting fractions of their own communities, and the easiest way to do that is to adopt some aspect of their agenda. Identity politics coupled with certain kinds of warm-and-fuzzy conceptions of community lent themselves easily to the idea of quasi-statutory regulation of conduct and speech, particularly because they tended to see individual conduct and speech as the cause rather than the effect of discriminatory practices. The expansion of administrative ranks at most colleges and universities has had the same effects that growing bureaucracy generally does: many people who are looking for domains of responsibility and creating them if necessary as a way to justify their existence, often with the best of intentions. Fear of liability has played a role as well, a fear that has grown as university endowments have grown.

Many observers are citing Harvey Silverglate and Alan Charles Kors’ The Shadow University in commenting on this case, and appropriately so, given that Penn’s last blunder in the area of free speech was the impetus for that book and Alan Charles Kors has already characterized Penn as dangerously close to humiliating itself again in this matter.

If you read widely about the latest incident, both the legal and ethical questions it raises are slightly more ambivalent than the most eye-rolling responses might indicate. There are actually fairly complicated questions involved about what is public and private. There are certainly complicated questions about what is right and wrong. I personally don’t have any problem with students having exhibitionist sex at the window of their dorm rooms, though like many observers I think that doing so pretty much cancels any expectation you might have to privacy. I wouldn’t take a photograph of them myself, nor distribute such a photograph on the Internet, but I don’t think it is a grevious ethical error for the student in question to have done so.

The point is, these are all debatable assertions. That is the nature of ethics: judged privately, debated publically. It is not for the University of Pennsylvania to impose from above an imperial dictate about what is or is not ethical to do. No law was clearly violated (and if it was, leave that to the legal system). No principle which is central to the institution’s operations was trespassed. Therefore there is no legitimate institutional interest in the matter. The students, faculty and administration are free to say whatever they like about the matter, and to say it forcefully if need be. That’s part of the practice of ethics, and it’s part of how you teach ethics as well. But that’s the limit.

To illustrate the distinction further, we’ve been having a lot of issues this semester with alcohol and drinking. Many students here insist that the college’s policy, which is substantially based around the idea of letting students make their own judgements about whether and how to drink, rather than proactively policing their drinking, is sound. I agree, in that particular respect. It would be the purest folly for this or any other college to start trying to monitor student drinking or to punish students for it, whatever our feelings about drinking (binge or otherwise) might be. Beyond a bare minimum of reminding incoming students that yes, if you drink too much, you can die or injure yourself severely, something that some of them seem surprisingly innocent of when they’re 18, it’s none of my business what the students do.

What is the institution’s business is when a student’s drinking actually leads to a student hurting another student (or a non-student) and we’ve had a few cases of that. There might be criminal consequences for such actions. In fact, there should be in many cases. Colleges have a right to decide whether they want someone who has committed such actions to continue being a student. So far, mostly well and good. Where things get a bit stickier from the standpoint of some students is that we’re finally going to take serious steps to prevent student groups from submitting false receipts for party expenses to cover the use of college funds in the student activities budget to purchase alcohol.

That’s an ethical issue too. It’s one where I’m perfectly comfortable enforcing it as a dictate, and here’s why. I’d certainly be a lot happier if certain students applied their “ethical intelligence” clearly enough to understand that forging receipts is a much stupider and more dangerous habit to develop at the age of 20 than drinking heavily. If they’re able to weasel around that in some fashion, to justify forgery on the grounds that everyone does it or that it’s for a good purpose or that it’s just making use of a loophole (I kid you not, I have had undergraduates say all those things to me with a straight face), that depresses me, but it’s not my job to send them to Sunday school until they get it right. What is my job, and the job of the rest of the faculty and staff, is to insist that the institution get it right. So when it’s institutional money, you bet we’re going to impose our standards, which aren’t just ethical but prudential as well.

If the photography case at Penn had involved something that looked like genuine institutional liability, or that truly involved misuse of university resources (the assertion in this case about the use of online resources is in my reading bogus and chilling to the necessary speech rights of that community), then perhaps an ethical diktat would potentially make more sense. In this context, though, it’s nanny-state behavior all the way, an attempt to compel students to behave according to some particular construction of ethical obligation. This is a bad idea whether or not we agree with the construction in question, and a worse idea when most people commonsensically question the institution’s formulation of ethics (as they do in the case of the photograph at Penn).

Update: Penn has dropped charges against the student who took the photographs. It took a while, but common sense finally seems to have taken hold among the administration there.

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The Course That Never Was

For the first time in eleven years, a class of mine hasn’t filled enough to be worth teaching: I only had two students sign up for it. I’ve had a few other small courses from time to time, but I really felt I needed about six to ten for this course to fly. Not really a problem in that I have a huge overflow for my History of the Future course, so I’ll just offer two sections of that. Nevertheless, disappointing: I’ve spent a lot of time and effort planning this course for the last few years. I think perhaps I didn’t spend enough time promoting it this fall, however, or it may that it simply sounds too off-beat for our students. Or the title may just not convey what I have in mind.

In any event, it’s called Primary Text Workshop, which is really just a label for a course convened around what I think of as “applied history”. In any iteration of the class, the essential idea is that students will be doing project-oriented work in groups, with at least the concept that they’re producing something which is intended for consumption by a wider audience. The hope is that this will introduce practical considerations into the work for the course, and that students with a project constraint will also critique (and make productive use of) each other’s work in a way that’s not ethereal or abstractly intellectualized.

The last time I taught it, the class was small but (I think) went very well. We worked on annotations to Frederick Lugard’s The Dual Mandate In British Tropical Africa that might possibly be made available online. Ultimately I felt that putting them online would have entailed too much work on my end, but the goal still produced the practical constraints I was hoping for.

This time, what I had planned is that we’d divide into teams to write project documents intended to guide the hypothetical development of a virtual-world computer-simulated model of an early 20th Century Johannesburg township (or possibly the mid-century township of Sophiatown, which was destroyed by the apartheid government). One team would tackle the issue of sound and speech; another of how to represent the population; another of architectural history, and so on. Each group would have to discuss methodological and theoretical problems in their area (say, for example, how we can know what the spoken word in the past sounded like) as well as do primary research in their area of interest. But each group would also be constrained by practicalities: in the end, you’d have to write something that could be of use in actually producing the simulation.

The most interesting existing project we would have looked at is Virtual Harlem, which uses a different technical platform to some of the same ends.

Anyway, not going to happen, not this year. I’m increasingly thinking that there’s just something unappealing about the basic concept, much as I think it’s terribly important to teach courses in the humanities that have a practical or applied character. Back to the drawing board.

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Syllabus outline: Primary Text Workshop, Spring 2006

Week 1:
Johannesburg’s urban history: an overview
Virtual worlds and historical simulations
Museums, public history, education and memory
William Beinart, Twentieth Century South Africa

Preliminary project discussions:
Focus: Sophiatown or early 20th Century Johannesburg?
Purpose of simulation (K-12 education, general education, research instrument, online museum)

Week 2:
South Africa and Johannesburg, 1890-1976
Don Mattera, Sophiatown
Charles Van Onselen, Studies in the Social and Economic History of the Witwatersrand
Garth Myers, Verandahs of Power: Colonialism and Space in Urban Africa

Week 3:
South Africa and Johannesburg, 1890-1976
Ellen Hellman, Rooiyard
Eskia Mphahlele, Down Second Avenue
Photographic materials
Maps
Demographic information; expenditure patterns, 1963
“African Jim” and “Mapantsula”
Musical material; David Coplan, In Township Tonight

Project decision: Sophiatown, early 20th Century Johannesburg, or simulation with multiple eras and/or blurred historical distinctions?

Week 4:
Virtual Worlds
Richard Bartle, Designing Virtual Worlds
Edward Castronova, Synthetic Worlds: The Business and Culture of Online Games

Class meeting in Second Life

Week 5:
Virtual worlds, historical education, public history
Virtual Harlem
Oregon Trail
District Six Museum
Sarah Nuttal, ed., Negotiating the Past: The Making of Memory in South Africa
Annie Coombes, History After Apartheid: Visual Culture and Public Memory in a Democratic South Africa
Leslie Witz, Apartheid’s Festival

Project decision: purpose and audience of virtual world simulation

Week 6:
Methodological and practical problems I: The problem of sound and spoken speech in the past
Bruce R. Smith, The Acoustic World of Early Modern England
Jonathan Sterne, The Audible Past

Week 7:
Methodological and practical problems II: Typicality, particularity and social history; populating the simulation

Charles Van Onselen, The Seed Is Mine
Tamara Hareven, Families, History and Social Change
Carlo Ginzberg, The Cheese and the Worms

Project decision: identification and assignment of teams

Week 8:
Methodological and practical problems III: architecture, spatiality, mapping, material culture
Christopher Alexander, A Pattern Language
Anne Kelly Knowles, Past Time, Past Place: GIS For History
James Deetz, In Small Things Forgotten

Week 9-14

Teams working on project documents

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Cry Baby

I was sort of astonished to read in Tuesday’s Wall Street Journal that Richard Ferber is coming out with a new edition of his book on infant sleep in which he says that “letting children cry ‘was not meant to be the way to treat all sleep problems'”. I found a web-article from 2004 were he also says that parents don’t have enough confidence in their own judgement.

I’m just wondering whether he’s read his own book lately. Maybe now that he’s revised it, I guess. His book isn’t exactly the kind of book that invites a pluralistic, customized, own-judgement-building response to sleep issues. I’d say his book is one of the two pieces of professional advice that I found most undercut my own capacity to think clearly about parenting. The over-the-top authoritarian breast feeding coach that came into our baby class near the end was the other: when we wanted to supplement breast feeding with one 3 a.m. bottle feeding with formula or expressed milk so that my wife could get a rest, we were self-conscious and worried because the coach had been so fanatic about “nipple confusion”. Even though we’d sort of rejected her at the time (among the other things she said that bugged me was that all the parents-to-be in the class should generally distrust their ob/gyns, and this was in a class sponsored by the maternity ward of our hospital…), it was still there in the back of our very exhausted minds.

Anyway, good to see Ferber is revising, but seriously, the problem with almost all of these guys is that they have a single one-size-fits-all solution that they hammer at with varying degrees of dogmatic certainty. I was willing to try Ferberizing; I wish I had been quicker to recognize that it was in our case at least a lousy idea.

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Boycott’s On

I began this blog three years ago in November. One of the earliest things I wrote about was Sony’s internal conflict between its content-producing divisions and its hardware-producing divisions. I like Sony hardware, by and large. However, I’ve decided that until Sony can get its corporate head on straight about intellectual property issues, future purchases of any Sony product have come to an end for our household. No music CDs. No DVDs of Sony Pictures releases. No Sony hardware of any kind: I’ve purchased my last Playstation 2 game, and I will not be buying the Playstation 3. The only exceptions: if there’s a Sony-produced film that I really want to see, I’ll rent it or see it theatrically, but that’s it. If there’s a Sony Online Entertainment produced massively-multiplayer game that I feel compelled to study for my academic interests, I’ll look at it for as long as I must, but no longer: I will not subscribe to such a game for my own pleasure.

Sony’s approach to these issues is flatly pathological. I said it back in January 2003 and I’ll say it again. I’m their dream customer: I have disposable income, I buy a lot of books, CDs, DVDs. I have never used a P2P network to download anything in my life. I am deeply offended by piracy of any kind. I have a large library of purchased CDs which I rip to my own computer and that’s all: I don’t share that music with anyone. If my music purchases have slowed to a crawl, it’s because I have as much music as I want, frankly, and I don’t care for a lot of contemporary acts. I’ll still buy if I want a song or artist; I will never download music for which I have not paid.

Sony has driven me out of the market for their products: they’re trying to make it prohibitively difficult to listen to music the way I want to listen to it. And nobody, nobody who wants to sell me something I intend to use on my computer had better be messing with rootkits. I have enough of a headache now with spyware and malware to be courting an even bigger headache, especially from a company that doesn’t seem to understand that the problem isn’t with a bad implementation of copy protection but with their entire philosophy of copy protection.

So this is the end. Good job, Sony. Who is it you’re protecting your content for, anyway? The last stupid customer on Earth who doesn’t mind your retrograde policies, who is willing to pay high prices for what amount to short-term rentals of your content while accepting your incompetent technical sabotage of expensive home media technology? There are a lot of messed-up companies in the culture industry, but Sony is King Screwup. It may be beyond fixing by any leadership: there is obviously a problem within the company that encompasses both root and branch.

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Last Stop on the Meme Train

Chris Clarke inflicted this on me a while back and now I finally tackle it.

1. Of all the books that you have eventually finished after many starts & stops, which one took you the longest and how long did it eventually take?

So many like this in my reading history, they all blur together. Sometimes I finish one and think, “Oh, man, am I glad I stuck with that.” Other times, I question my sanity for working through the book so doggedly. Recently? Neil Stephenson, The Confusion, which I have to say was a great big bore, for all that I was interested in what he was trying to do in the series. Gene Wolfe, The Knight: time for Wolfe to try something different, I think. Umberto Eco, Baudolino.

2. What great band (or album or song) have you heard so often, you wouldn’t mind never hearing again even though you still think the band (or album or song) is great?

I remember there was a moment in the early 1990s where I felt like I never wanted to hear Stray Cats or Squeeze ever ever again and I still feel like that. “Black Coffee in Bed” still annoys me vaguely when I hear it even though I guess it’s a fine song.

3. Which cliché or often cited quote needs to be placed in quarantine for a few decades?

I always feel like puking when I see “Practice Random Acts of Kindness” on a bumper sticker. I’d settle for sticking that one away for a while.

4. During the 1990s “Compassion Fatigue” received a lot of press, now the media is giddy with “Donation Fatigue”. What will be the next trendy fatigue?

War Weariness. Guess who’s been playing a lot of Civilization IV. Or living in the United States of America, take your pick.

5. What percentage of respondents will answer “meme fatigue” to question #4?

At this point, this is an empirical rather than predictive question.

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Book Notes: Don’t Let’s Go To The Dogs Tonight

Alexandra Fuller’s Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight has been met with justified acclaim. I use this book in my courses quite a bit, and now I’ve suggested it to some Swarthmore alumni reading groups (whose members would be very welcome to comment here after they meet to discuss the book). I’ve tried to circulate some questions to the reading groups, and run into some email trouble, so I figured I’d duplicate those questions here for the benefit of all and sundry.

A few words on the book itself: it’s one of those books which I love to teach because it’s distinctive, powerful, and unafraid. It’s the diametric opposite of the careful monograph: it has rough edges and raw surfaces, it makes a reader uncomfortable rather than soothed. There’s a tremendous amount to discuss in it, from Fuller’s stylistic ambition to write from a child’s perspective to its naturalistic recounting of the white settler mentality in southern Africa.

It’s a memoir of growing up in a white farming family in Zimbabwe, then Rhodesia, and then following her parents to Malawi and Zambia after independence, where they continued to pursue farming. I suppose what I like best about it (this will be clear from my questions below) is that it refuses to indulge in the usual liberal after-the-fact confessionals, the typical structure of the coming-of-political-age story among white southern Africans that mirrors the didacticism of most postcolonial black African fiction. It’s not that such writers, like Peter Godwin, for example, are insincere in offering such narratives, but that structured narrative does tend to cast other whites who have not “come to awareness” similarly as a brutal Other, beyond our comprehension or sympathy.

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Anyway, here’s the questions I posed to the reading groups for their discussion:

1. Fuller works very hard to maintain a view of southern
Africa from a child’s perspective. Would you rather know
the history of those years from the inside out, through
her eyes, or know something in advance from an
authoritative, “objective” view? (This is always hotly
debated in my classes when we read the book.) If you’d
like to know something in advance about historical
background and context, take a look at Wikipedia
(www.wikipedia.org) on the following topics: Rhodesia,
Zimbabwe, Malawi and Zambia. (Feel free to pose questions here in the comments as well.)

2. The back cover calls the book “unsentimental and
unflinching”. This is especially true of her description
of the racial attitudes of white settlers: she does not
apologize for them nor explains them away, but neither
does she justify or excuse them. There’s almost nothing
conventionally “confessional” here except perhaps her
invitation into the home of a black African, pp. 235-239.
When I’ve read this book with classes in the past, some
people find this very unsettling; others appreciate the
honesty. How do you react to this choice?

3. Fuller says here and elsewhere that she and her family
are Africans, if “accidental Africans”. She makes it very
clear that she resents anyone trying to qualify or refuse
that statement. How do you react to that claim?

4. Fuller calls this book a declaration of her love for
Africa. What is it that attracts the Fullers to Africa?
Why do they come? Why do they fight so hard to stay?

5. How much of the family’s interior lives is an
expression of their exterior situation? Is her mother’s
psychological condition just that, one individual’s
psychology, or is it an internalization of some
instability or madness in the family’s social circumstances?

6. What’s the source of the violence and chaos that
surrounds the Fullers’ world? Who or what is responsible
(if anyone or anything)?

7. If all you had was this book, what could you say about
black African individuals and communities? Do readers of
this book really know anything about southern Africa when
they’re done?

8. The incident involving Violet and July (pp. 117-129) is
potent. What does it say about the mutual entanglement (or
lack thereof) of white and black lives in late 1970s
Rhodesia?

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For more on Fuller, see

http://books.guardian.co.uk/firstbook2002/story/0,12366,848510,00.html

(a 2002 article by her about a trip to Zimbabwe)

http://www.randomhouse.com/boldtype/0303/fuller/interview.html

(an interesting interview with her)

http://www.powells.com/authors/fuller.html

(another interview, more concerned with her second book,
Scribbling the Cat

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