27 February 2009

Nick Cohen's book launch

A selection of Nick Cohen's articles in various publications to the present day 'Waiting for the Etonians' is fucking brilliant. Leafing through it this morning, I have not yet come across a sentence I disagree with.
The book launch was last night at Daunt's in Marylebone High Street, London. It was filled by the usual suspects plus writers such as Suzanne Moore and Ian McEwan. I was told due to high numbers not to bring anyone. So I didn't. And felt like a bit of a twat on my own. I did chat to Jack of Kent, who for a right-wing Tory lawyer is about as far to the left as you can imagine. Never thought I'd find myself agreeing with a Tory. He introduced me to a couple of other Tories. I mentioned my Underground Restaurant. One guy from Demos said:
"Brilliant! That is sooo Tory. I've got to come."
Surprised I said "Really? How is it Tory?"
"Well it's all about you taking your own resources and using them to start a business. Refusing to kowtow to government regulations. And it's sharing, community. Toryism is all about loving nowadays." he replied.
His friend is in Hackney Conservatives.
"Are there any conservatives in Hackney?" I ask.
"Oh yes. More and more. Have you not heard of the Queenbridge battle? Where we trounced Labour?"
This Tory is a militant vegetarian. I tell him about Pogo vegan cafe in Hackney. He is excited. I say it's Anarchist, the clientele sport Mohican haircuts and are laden with piercings while sitting on sofas sipping their mango soy shakes, that sort of thing. Not very Tory. He still wants to go.
He explains: "We are 'red' Tories as opposed to blue. Who legalised trade unions? Us! We were opposed to Whig policies. We believe in community."
He expands:"Trouble was the Conservatives have fetishised Margaret Thatcher for the last decade. She was great. But monetarism doesn't work. All the surrounding men put her on a pedestal rather like they worship the Virgin Mary in Southern Europe. Now with Cameron leading us, that is in the past..."
I interrupt: "But he's a lightweight isn't he?"
The Scottish Hackney Tory lowers his voice and says: "Well after yesterday, it's all different. People will perceive him differently..."
"You mean, the fact that his child has died will give him..." I search for the right word "gravitas?"
The Scots Tory looks genuinely shocked. He stammers something about going to the toilet, turns on his heel and leaves me standing there on my own.
Even though Mr Cameron's son was disabled and there was a certain inevitability about his death, there is no worse pain than losing a child. I truly sympathise, from the heart. But it doesn't mean I will vote for him.

23 February 2009

Nueva Cancion



Soy Pan, Soy Paz, Soy Más
Composición: Piero José

Yo so-o-oy, yo so-o-oy, yo so-o-oy
soy agua, playa, cielo, casa, planta,
soy mar, Atlántico, viento y América,
soy un montón de cosas santas
mezcladas con cosas humanas
como te explico . . . cosas mundanas.

Fui niño, cuna , teta, techo, manta,
más miedo, cuco, grito, llanto, raza,
después mezclaron las palabras
o se escapaban las miradas
algo pasó . . . no entendí nada.

Vamos, decime, contame
todo lo que a vos te está pasando ahora,
porque sino cuando está el alma sóla llora
hay que sacarlo todo afuera, como la primavera
nadie quiere que adentro algo se muera
hablar mirándose a los ojos
sacar lo que se puede afuera
para que adentro nazcan cosas nuevas.

Soy, pan, soy paz, sos más, soy el que está por acá
no quiero más de lo que me puedas dar, uuuuuuh
hoy se te da, hoy se te quita,
igual que con la margarita . . . igual al mar,
igual la vida, la vida, la vida, la vida . . .

Vamos, decime, contame
todo lo que a vos te está pasando ahora,
porque sino cuando está el alma sóla llora
hay que sacarlo todo afuera, como la primavera
nadie quiere que adentro algo se muera
hablar mirándose a los ojos
sacar lo que se puede afuera
para que adentro nazcan cosas nuevas. (BIS)

cosas nuevas, nuevas, nuevas . . . nuevas

A mountain of a woman, Mercedes Sosa has a voice from the bowels of the earth. I came across her music when travelling through South America for a year. Argentina was probably my favourite country, and despite the fact that it was soon after the Falklands conflict, I was made to feel very welcome.
The first time I crossed over the border, between Chile and Argentina, a whole day journey by boat, foot, landrover, crossing rivers and mountains, I was anxious because I did not have the visa neccessary. To get the visa would have entailed a 2 day trip to Santiago, Chile's capital. No problem, I was waved through. On the other side, a truck driver with a gourd of maté (a bitter herbal tea) and a silver straw to suck it through, gave us a lift to a tiny town in Patagonia. From there I visited Cueva de las manos, a pre-historic cave in the middle of nowhere, with some of the earliest cave paintings, a series of ghostly almost sprayed-on hand prints in ochre. Bruce Chatwin writes about this place in his book 'In Patagonia'.


The second time I crossed the border into Argentina was less successful. This time it was from the poor North, the location where originated the majority of the mortalities in the war, 18 year olds most of them, forced there by the junta. This time I had the right papers, but the border police would not let me in. No reason. Except perhaps the poster on the wall saying 'Las malvinas son nuestras'. I turned back, another 2 day journey hitching in trucks, and entered at another border point.

22 February 2009

Skeptics in the pub: Nick Davies


"Turn off your mobiles or you will be put into a small room with Paul Dacre, the editor of the Daily Mail"
warned Nick Davies, author of Flat Earth News who was giving this month's talk at the Skeptics in the Pub, London. Clearly considered a fate worse than death, everybody duly turned off their mobiles.
"...Paul Dacre calls people 'cunt' so frequently that his newsroom have named him 'the vagina monologue'."
Nick, a jittery man in his late 50s, breathlessly sped through his lecture as if he had too much to say and too little time to say it. 
He launched straight in with " The reason I'm 'telling on' other journalists is because of WMD. When it became clear that they didn't exist, every journalist in the world blamed the government but no one talked about the media's role".
There are so many false stories... Y2k for instance; the Clinton scandal- all false. The children's home in Jersey - false. There are thematic falsehoods. The sex trafficking scandal right now- I can tell it will turn out to be false."
He breaks off to remark that he has never been to a meeting with so much alcohol involved. People cheer. The pub actually runs out of glasses and people are exhorted to bring back their empties so that more alcohol can be served.
"Before, say 30 years ago, false news was down to proprietors of newspapers. That is still a problem. Almost all local newspapers are owned by four corporations. There is a profit/cost culture. The logic of commercialism has taken over from the logic of journalism."
I got a grant from the Rowntree trust and gave it to academics who physically measured the space available in newspapers that journalists have to fill. Today the average journalist has to write three times as many stories, fill three times as much space as in 1985. What does this mean? Well,  the average journalist has a third of the time to spend on each story."
In other words each journalist has less time to research, verify and check up whether the story is true.
He continues:"Only 12 % of the raw material that goes into newspapers is generated by journalists. The rest is from second hand sources such as press agencies like Reuters or, the likes of Alistair Campbell, PRs. News now is mere recycling." 
Before in Sheffield there were five local press agencies. Now there is just one, 'Whites' and they have a much smaller staff, not enough to have a presence in the courts or in council chambers."
My father ran several press agencies. He trained up generations of journalists and photographers, many of whom are now at the top in TV and newspapers. His agency covered all the local courts. My father retired in the 1990s, exhausted by trying to get newspapers to pay up. Newspapers were only interested in celebrity news, not crime, not what was going on in your local borough, not in what the local council was doing with your money. With the closure of my father's agency, journalism lost a valuable resource and training ground.
"Nowadays to get court news, journalists check the local police website for cases, download the details, effectively only getting the prosecution's side. Big corporations use PRs, everybody does. Al-Qaeda is primarily a media manipulation organisation and very good at it too. 
There are loads of phony grassroots organisations out there "astroturf groups" they are called in the U.S.A."
Hill & Knowlton, one of the biggest in the world, are unscrupulous. They will work with anybody. After people were shot in Tianamen square, who rushes in to help the Chinese government repair their reputation? Hill & Knowlton. No PR agency represented the oppressed. Last year they worked on the Chinese Olympics.
PR chooses the truths that they want us to have. 
PR has this expression...a 'Forward note' is what you tell the press...
So it seems like if we get rid of Rupert Murdoch instead we get Rupert the bear. Stories are picked that will sell the paper, not the important stories. 
Even the quality press has to cover [celebrity trivia] stories otherwise people will not be able to join in with the Great National Conversation."
Nick is referring to 'water cooler' stories, a US expression describing the things people in offices will discuss whilst at the water cooler. Here it should be 'photocopier' stories or maybe even 'fag break' stories. But, back to his point, this is why a serious paper will feel compelled to discuss Jordan or Jade Goody (although the latter has turned into a real subject of interest).
"Another example: the Queen Mother's death. She, inconveniently for the Daily papers, died on a Saturday. The Observer cleared the front page and devoted ten pages to her death and the 'national grief'. Except in reality there was a rather a shortage of grief. But...souvenir editions add 20% to circulation "
Barack Obama. Journalists think we want to feel hope. But Obama's policies are actually of the Kenneth Clarke wing of the Conservative party. He believes in God and Capitalism. If you really want to write about race in the United States you look at unemployment and prison statistics of which a huge percentage are black."
(Toby Young complained on his facebook status update about Obama getting a 'free pass' from journalists.)
"Today" Nick Davies concluded,"newspapers are in crisis, journalists are losing their jobs. There is the electronic model, websites and bloggers, but we can't earn a living from it. There is no financial model to keep us afloat in the future. The mass media is dying. Mini-media is non-profit."
We had a little break. My sister arrived and showed me the results of that day's shopping, holding up a massive bra.
"What size is that?" I ask out of the corner of my mouth.
"34 double H!" she announces unabashed.
The bearded ones surrounding us certainly look skeptical about the existence of such a bra size but are defeated by sheer physical evidence.

Questions from the audience.
Jack of Kent: Will bloggers replace journalists?"
Davies snorts:"Citizen journalism will fill the gap? Bullshit! It can help. Er...Tweetering... (he pronounces it slightly wrongly)... an editor told me, with the recent plane crash in the Hudson, he saw it reported on Twitter within 2 minutes. Within 4 minutes he had pictures [from Twitpix]. Reuters took 34 minutes to send the pictures.
Bloggers are recycling facts, commenting on stuff. They do not have the skills and resources necessary for investigative journalism. And bloggers have their little communities, everybody in their ghettos"
Question: "Why don't investigative journalists set up their own websites?"
Davies: "A group of us had a meeting about that in a Soho pub 3 weeks ago. Trouble is there is no precedent for a news website paying for itself. The Guardian has a circulation of under 400,000 a day. It's website has 26 million users a month. For no money. What do you do? Adverts? Become cocaine dealers?"
Nick Davies also talked about the Amazon invention of the electronic book the 'kindle'. "We need a mobile waterproof version of that."
"Murdoch is using his newspapers to undermine the BBC, wants to push it into a corner like public television in the United States. But hopefully it will survive with the license fee."
Somebody brings up the MMR scandal as an example of false news:
"30 kids died as a result of that."
Davies:"The P.C.C. (Press Complaints Commission) are slippery and dishonest. Look what happened to the McCanns. But they sued. Trouble is in this country you cannot get legal aid to sue for libel."
Davies then, consciously or not, plays up to this skeptical audience:"2012!"as further examples of myth making. "The illuminati! The world is controlled by Margaret Thatcher!" The audience jeers and laughs.
Somebody calls out "It's true!" to more laughter.
Davies reminisces about working for World in Action. "All those programmes gone. Serious journalism. Now we have that awful News at 10 with Trevor McDonald. Harry Evans, when he was the editor of The Sunday Times, it was the best newspaper in the world. They exposed Thalidomide, Kim Philby 'The spy that betrayed a generation'."
"I don't respect Andrew Neil but he stood up to Al Fayed. PR nowadays doesn't even have to pay, they walk straight in the front door and plonk their message on the news editor's desk."
"Do any of you remember the story about Hilda Morel? A 84 year old rose grower found naked, raped and dead in a field? I reported on that. Even Tam Dalyell said in the House of Commons that she was killed by British Intelligence because of, variously, her nephew, the fact she was due to give evidence about Sizewell, the nuclear plant... 
In 1994, ten years later, I reviewed the evidence in a piece for The Observer. It was a burglar. I made mistakes too. I'm not just pointing the finger at others."
Another questioner mentions urban legends and how he sees them reproduced as fact in the media.
Davies:"Oh like 'Baabaa black sheep' being replaced by politically correct schools as 'Baabaa coloured sheep'? Almost every story of the 'politically correct gone mad' genre is false. Not true."
Question: "Aren't the readers the problem?"
"The Daily Mail is feeding the prejudices of their readers. So yes."
One man interjected with "So your position is...the majority of modern media is a bit shit."
At the end another man brought up the McCanns again and also the Joana Cipriano case in Portugal. I'm afraid yours truly got very annoyed and passionately spoke out about media falsehoods but in complete opposition to Nick Davies' stance.
"I think the Portuguese and their police were maligned by our press. Tony Parsons called the Portuguese police 'Sardine munchers'...I have looked into these cases quite a bit..."
At that point I was literally booed into silence. I was the sole female voice to pipe up. I felt as if I were in the House of Commons. Nick Davies tried to hand me the mike and gracefully admitted to knowing little about the McCanns case. 
Two women came up to me afterwards to mutter agreement and were pleased that at least one woman's voice was heard. I had the same situation on facebook recently when I talked about the MMR jab. Women messaged me privately to say how much they agreed with me but were anxious about voicing it privately.
There does seem to be a gender divide on certain subjects.
I think, after my gobby display, a man I slightly fancied wasn't interested anymore. A female with opinions and the cojones to state them in public is a contraceptive device!

12 February 2009

Nanny state

Or should that be Big Brother? Just got call from the youngpersonsunit or something. Some New Labour bollocks.
It's about my daughter's arrest last year for smoking dope.
Apparently the police lied to me. Her arrest will be on her record for 100 years.
It will affect her ability to get a visa for the United States.
So trying a bit of spliff, from a friend's joint, not even her own, at the age of 14 means she will have a record for a century?
The youngpersonsunit said it was government policy to follow this up. To warn young people of the dangers of drugs. To give her 'drugs counselling'. To get her into after-school activities. 
I fumed.
I was more angry about this police lie than my daughter's dope-smoking experiment. She isn't a stoner after all. 
She doesn't have time for after-school activities. She's too tired and has homework. 
From MMR vaccines to thrusting endless leaflets about how to feed my child (5 a day) to general interfering, this New Labour government is starting to turn me towards freedom (liberté rather than egalité) on a scale worthy of the Unabomber.
Please butt out. 
We are not all idiots. 
Some parents are idiots, cruel, ignorant etc. But little is done about them (Baby P anyone? I heard Sharon Shoesmith's interview on Woman's hour and it was a show. She is the typical Blair babe spouting gobbledygook rather than common sense). No, those parents, clearly inadequate, are given endless second chances.
Why is everybody lying about drugs anyway? At least Obama admitted to inhaling.

9 February 2009

Teenage bedroom


Plus ca change. Except in my day, it was Donny Osmond and David Cassidy (in those divine shaggy boots) torn out of the pages of Fab 208 magazine, which were rapidly ripped down (and hidden) to be replaced by Rod Stewart. Superceded by David Bowie, then Lou Reed. By the time it got to punk, I'd stopped putting posters on my wall, it would have been, in today's parlance, 'gay'.
Years later, as a photographer, I got to photograph David Cassidy. Arriving at the record company, I went to the loo. I saw a small man exiting, with an orange face and an armful, literally an armful, of foundation bottles and tubes. At the photo session I realised this man was David Cassidy.

2 February 2009

Snow

In the morning

The view from my living room

The balcony (at least 5 inches of snow!)

The view from my dining room


Report back from my teen. 

"went skiing today, and it has put me off for a while, well i'm certainly not going skiing again in the vosges.
 it was -15 at one point and i told them i was too cold so i went to the car early with my correspondant. thank fuck i couldn't even think or feel anything.

last night went to a party the frogs organized for us and it was... well you can insert any word in the dictionary and it would be right.. us English made it otherwise i would have fucked off.

 & don't worry i was drunk (don't get angry, look it's HONESTY) but i didn't even kiss anyone for god's sake let alone have sex (i think you're worried about that). and i was the only one i can assure you.
 it was a mental night. we only got home at 2 though (not too late) but we had to wake up at 8 and i've felt really ill all day.. i think it's a mix of freezing temp, smell of meat in this resto, no sleep, etc.
it's a competition of who can resist the urge to run away the longest here... we all hate it because it's freezing and it's a shit hole.

tomo we are going to Strasbourg from 7 till 8h30!!!! so long day and so boring..
the divide is well funny like Les Anglais are in one corner and the Frogs in the other.
I miss you alot and the really warm weather in ldn.

here you get a moany message too:
their bloody accents!!!!!! so provincial. it drives me crazy.
and im so tired always.
and i hate these french people and their pathetic little village.
and THE COLD MAN. 
i've got another warm jacket given to me so it'll be better tomo.
O omg. I'm so tired all the time.
Family are okay they give me alcohol so it makes up for everything else... don't worry it's just at dinner. It's so cool.
sooooooooo boringgggggggggg. I wish I was in LDN so much: no school, snowing, warm. etc.
Yep the french did come with to strasbourg today but it's not like that made a difference, we never talk to them and they HATE us (especially me )..."

The family give her alcohol every night?
Everybody but her had sex at the party?
Did I read that right?