GORE DERANGEMENT SYNDROME: MAY CAUSE FALLACIOUS THINKING

I am phenomenally excited that Al Gore won the Nobel Peace Prize. It's not that I think he's all that great; I just love watching the right-wing media have a collective aneurysm over it. Honestly, has anyone really benefited more from this decision that Limbaugh and Hannity? Just think of the hours of pissing/moaning fodder this has created.

Gore has finally ascended into the Clinton-Ted Kennedy-Streisand category of people whose very names make conservatives froth at the mouth. So kudos for that, Al. Just look at what Gore's shiny prize did to the brilliant mind of Iain Kennedy. Blinded by rage, the best this mental infant could do was a banal Guilt by Association fallacy:

Who Else Should Al Gore Share the Prize With? How about that well known peace campaigner Osama Bin Laden, who implicitly endorsed Gore's stance – and that of the Nobel committee – in his September rant from the cave.

I've tried to take in as little of it as possible, but the "This is such a travesty" shit-fits seem to focus largely on three amazingly easy-to-disassemble points.

  • 1. "Other people are far more deserving than Gore" – One who uses this argument should probably be prepared to list some examples, no? The outstanding journalists over at Fox & Friends discussed the Great Wrongs of the Nobel committee and then helpfully offered an alternative. It's….wait for it…..hold……hooooooooooold……General/Saint David Petraeus! (Insert comedic sound effect here)
  • 2. "The Nobel Peace Prize is a joke/has no credibility" – What was your first fucking clue, when Kissinger won one? Or was it Arafat?
  • 3. "They're making a political statement with the award" – This is something new, according to right wingers. Apparently the Nobel folks weren't playing politics in the past when they did things like give Lech Walesa (1983), Albert Lutuli (1960) or Desmond Tutu (1984) the award. Nope, no conceivable way those could be construed as an effort to send a political message.

    In short, the Gore/Nobel "controversy" is a lobbed softball that plays directly into what the right wing does best in America: bitch. Bitching, bitching, and more bitching about the innumerable and egregious wrongs inflicted on wealthy, suburban white men by effete Euro-intellectual types. And the media. Oh, that liberal media.

  • STUPIDITY VS. AUTHENTICITY

    A few years ago (forgive me, I lack a link) the FBI caused a minor flap by announcing that it was easing up on the Ku Klux Klan. Specifically, they no longer planned to devote resources to regular undercover stings, surveillance, and so on. Their rationale – and let's face it, they needed a pretty good one – was simple. At any given KKK rally, they found that somewhere betwen 1/2 and 3/4 of the attendees were either reporters or undercover state/local law enforcement agents.

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    The actual Klansmen were badly outnumbered by impostors looking for A) evidence or B) a snarky story for the kind of newspaper that you pick up free at bars.

    While perusing the fantastic Fundies Say the Darndest Things (FSTDT)* or other spectacles of the unhinged like Conservapedia, the KKK anecdote pops into my head pretty often. Conservapedia has "real" content – that is, content written by people who sincerely believe it. I have no doubt about that. But I find it hard to believe that there's not a decent amount of articles contributed by ringers masquerading as Young Earth creationists. It is not hard to imagine, for instance, a bunch of college sophomores sitting around a dorm room late at night and deciding to play "OMG! Let's see how ridiculous an entry we can get accepted!" Members of the Conservapedia community have explicitly blamed this sort of behavior for some of their more outlandish entries. On that, they probably have a point.

    With respect to FSTDT, it's tempting to assume that more of the content is "real" because we all know there are plenty of people capable of posting such nonsense around the Internet. But I'd also like to remind you that former ginandtacos author Mike liked to use an online persona called "CultureOfLife" to litter the internet with mock-sincere nuggets of Fundamentalist commentary. Could that account for all of it?

    No way. But it could account for a good chunk of it.

    I don't know about you, but I'd be some combination of depressed and humiliated if I realized that intelligent people writing the dumbest shit they could think of was indistinguishable from my actual belief system. Then again, I suppose that things like shame or reality get in the way among the home-schooled creationist crowd.

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    *I think this has to be my all-time favorite from that site. And it fits very well with today's post….it's just insane enough to be real, and just ridiculous enough to be fake:

    "I am a bit troubled. I believe my son has a girlfriend, because she left a dirty magazine with men in it under his bed. My son is only 16 and I really don't think he's ready to date yet. What's worse is that he's sneaking some girl to his room behind my back. I need help, God! I want my son to stop being so secretive!"

    Um….yeah…….

    THIS JUST IN: MAN AWESTRUCK BY POTEMKIN VILLAGE

    If there's any humor to be found in 4000 dead Americans and untold tens of thousands of dead Iraqis, I'm the kind of person who will find it. Since none of what has happened in Iraq is the slightest bit funny, I have to take my knee-slappers where I can get them. And nothing cracks me up quite as much as "journalists" going on the Department of Defense approved, Army-chapperoned gawking tours in Iraq…and then breathlessly reporting just how swell everything seemed like the obedient stenographers they are.

    Victor Davis Hanson, come on down. VDH, as he's known around the frathouse, is a self-described "conservative military historian" affiliated with the Hoover Institute. He's made a long career out of dropping editorials into objective, serious media like the National Review (where he now has a weekly online column). Fine. Good for him. What I don't understand is why newspapers like the Chicago Tribune dignify him with column-inches, as they did with his latest comedy routine on Friday.

    Hanson's obliviousness to the fact that he's just been taken on a carefully-coreographed, PR-managed dog/pony show borders on willful ignorance. Can you even imagine writing crap like this for a living? If this column were one of mine, I'd be far too busy punching myself in the face to write another. To wit:

    Over the last 90 days, there has been newfound optimism, as Iraqis are at last stepping forward to help Americans secure their country.

    Stop me if you've heard that one before.

    I spent last week touring outlying areas of Baghdad and American forward operating bases in Anbar and Diyala provinces, talking to Army and Marine combat teams and listening to Iraqi provincial and security officials.

    Well, if you spent the week at American forward operating bases, that puts to rest any questions we might have had about the thoroughness of your research and the objectivity of your sources! I'm surprised that the military gave you such an upbeat impression.
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    I would have thought for sure they'd say "Wow, are we ever fucked in the ear."

    On this recent trip to Iraq, I rode on highways that just a few months ago were nearly impossible to navigate without being blown up by improvised explosive devices. Soldiers now train Iraqi security forces as often as they fight terrorists.

    So you just hopped in a rental car and drove "the highways" solo because they're so safe, right? Any chance you were in an armored vehicle, defended by a gaggle of heavily-armed Marines? And while the last four years of "training Iraqi security forces" hasn't amounted to a hill of happy horseshit, I'm sure the training you observed will do the trick.

    I spent last week touring outlying areas of Baghdad and American forward operating bases in Anbar and Diyala provinces, talking to Army and Marine combat teams and listening to Iraqi provincial and security officials. Whether in various suburbs of Baghdad, or in Baqubah, Ramadi, or Taji, there is a familiar narrative of vastly reduced violence.

    I wonder if….nah, there couldn't have been any selection bias regarding which Iraqis the author was allowed to speak with by his military escorts. "Provincial and security officials"….check. Civilians….um, they're not mentioned in the article but I'm sure he spoke to dozens of them. Hundreds, maybe.

    If Victor Hanson (and his editors…let's not let them off the hook) honestly can't tell the difference between reporting and what Hanson did, I assume they're the same people who think pro wrestling is real well into adulthood. A reflective person might ask "I know what I saw, but what didn't I see?
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    " after coming back from the DoD Press Junket tour. Then again, one doesn't secure regular gigs at the NRO by being reflective.

    NO POLITICS (OR ANYTHING ELSE) FRIDAY

    So in what can only be called an unmistakable billboard on the road to old age, I threw my back out on Thursday morning. As in I-am-completely-unable-to-move thrown out. Something tells me I'm going to be paying for playing high school football for the rest of my life.

    As enduring stabbing back pain is about as diametrically opposed to a good mood as the human mind can get, I struggle to think of something funny to brighten up the week on No Politics Friday ™. So I have two quick comments/requests/whatever for the regulars.

    First of all, I don't have any pretensions of being Famous on the Internet. 28 long years of real life have taught me that I am an acquired taste. Approximately 1 out of every 500 people I meet will enjoy me. However, I've been trying to spread the gospel of ginandtacos for the last couple of months, and it's given me some sense of purpose (which helps tremendously with my actual for-paychecks work) to know that more than 2 people read this. Those of you who are regular readers, I ask a favor: spread the word. Tell a friend. Or an enemy. And, if something on here really amuses or entertains you, it's very helpful for you to submit it to whomever is doing the Crooks & Liars Blog Roundup for the week. I've gotten a few plugs in there and it's been very beneficial.

    Second, any of you who live in Bloomington…I encourage you to come out and celebrate Ed Turning 29 at a guaranteed-to-be-awesome Halloween themed cover show at Fester's on Kirkwood. The date is Saturday, 10/27. My band will be performing a cover set as McLUSKY. It will possibly be the bestest thing ever. It will be packed (although not with people who care that it's my birthday; I could comfortably hold a birthday party in a phone booth) and it will warm my heart if anyone comes out to toast me getting old. Other great bands will be performing cover sets as AT THE DRIVE-IN and THE CURE. Half-priced admission to anyone in costume. Huzzah!

    THE "KNOW YOUR REPUBLICAN CANDIDATES" QUIZ!

    Maybe it's the teacher in me, or maybe it's the bile on which I gag when I watch videos of the Republican debate the other evening.
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    All I know is that Americans have stunningly little information about politics and I take every chance I can find to educate those around me.

    So you think you know politics?

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    Let's see how much you really know about your GOP nominees. We're on the honor system here – no cheating. After all, there are no shortcuts to a thriving democracy anywhere except in Paul Bremer's head.

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    Check your hubris and sharpen your #2 pencils.

  • 1. Traditional blue-collar jobs are disappearing from the American economy faster than new opportunities are created. What is A) Fred Thompson's solution and B) Rudy Giuliani's solution?
  • 2. Abstinence-only sex education programs are not working as planned. What might make them more effective?
  • 3. If a suspected terrorist in custody may have information about future terrorist attacks but refuses to talk, all GOP candidates except McCain say we should do what?
  • 4. When Rudy Giuliani is asked "What needs to be done to make America safer?" what is his response?
  • 5. How does Mike Huckabee explain the origin of mankind?
  • 6. How did Fred Thompson characterize his record as a member of the Senate?
  • 7. What is the consensus exit strategy among the candidates for the war in Iraq?
  • 8. How does Mitt Romney propose to deal with the alleged threats posed by Iran?
  • 9. Ron Paul differs from his colleagues on many issues. On what key points is he similar to the rest of the field?
  • 10. When presented with a hypothetical scenario in which significantly raising taxes would prevent gay marriage, end abortion, and send Iran back to the stone age, how would the leading candidates (Thompson, Romney, Giuliani) respond?
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    TEH LIFELINE

    Two separate and unrelated incidents have caused me to think about our friend The Internet a lot more than I usually would (which is to say, x > 0).

  • 1. In the middle of a marathon session of harvesting data for my dissertation, the Indiana University servers had some issues. This left me sans internet for a little over an hour.
  • 2. As you have likely heard, the ruling cabal in Myanmar shut down that country's internet service in an attempt to quell the mounting protests. (Side note: as terrible as this story is, I simply love the idea of a large red button labeled "THE INTERNET" in a windowless bunker….and a swarthy dictator with his hand poised over it, ready to strike)

    How much of our lives have we surrendered to The Internet? As I remarked to one of my fellow grad students during anecdote 1, I really can't imagine how in the hell political scientists compiled large data sets in Ye Olde Days.

    Of course, that is hyperbole. I can imagine it. It involved going to a basement in a library in some state capitol and poring through thousands, if not millions, of musty, yellowed pages.

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    The mass quantity of data I have collected from the Census Bureau (~14 days) would probably have taken 9 months to do "by hand." Our Government Info library keeps hard copies of Census publications and raw data. The Census 2000 material takes up 3/4 of a floor.

    And it's not a small library.

    Aside from the fact that my research (about which, let's face it, no one else really cares) casts itself on the mercy of the internet gods, the extent to which it has become a crutch throughout my life is pretty amazing. I get absolutely zero information from TV news (can't stomach it) or newspapers (I read one on Sunday, if that). I haven't listened to the radio in years.

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    I haven't written anyone else a letter in more than a decade. I communicate daily with people I may never meet (i.e., you) and forge relationships through the blog-o-sphere with people who may not even be real for all I know.

    So yes, it's corny and trite to do a "wonders of the modern age" post, but goddammit, I think we could do worse things with our time than spending a few minutes thinking, "What the hell would I do if this thing disappeared?

    " That red button makes me nervous.

  • ED VS. LOGICAL FALLACIES, PART 6: BAIT & SWITCH

    All fallacies of relevance rely on false or misleading analogies. They are the rhetorical version of the classic "bait & switch" sales technique. Start the reader out with something universally approved of or scorned. Then quickly – very quickly, so as not to give the reader time to ask too many questions – switch to something else which bears a superficial resemblance but is not in fact analogous. The "switch" item need only bear a passing resemblance to the original subject; think about the difference between a truly good disguise and a disguise that is sufficient to fool an observer from 20 yards away.

    Roger Cohen would make a great comissioned salesman.

    In this essay, "The New L-Word," Cohen offers a cornucopia of logical fallacies. But for today let's just focus on the poor analogies and bait/switch games. First:

    (Neocons), in the words of leftist commentator and blogger Matthew Yglesias, "believe that America should coercively dominate the world through military force" and "believe in a dogmatic form of American exceptionalism" and "favor the creation of a U.S.-dominated 'universal empire.' "

    But the term, in these Walt-Mearsheimered days, often denotes more than that. Neocon, for many, has become shorthand for neocon-Zionist conspiracy, whatever that may be, although probably involving some combination of plans to exploit Iraqi oil, bomb Iran and apply U.S. power to Israel's benefit.

    Wow, someone call a lawyer, I think I just got whiplash from the speed with which we went from relatively mainstream criticism of neoconservatism to whacko Zionist conspiracy nuts. Boy, those two things sure are similar. According to whom? Why, according to "many," of course. And let's skip the rich irony of referring to Mr. Yglesias as "leftist commentator" in an editorial about the folly of applying blanket labels as epithets. Wait. There's more:

    Beyond that, neocon has morphed into an all-purpose insult for anyone who still believes that American power is inextricable from global stability and still thinks the muscular anti-totalitarian U.S. interventionism that brought down Slobodan Milosevic has a place, and still argues, like Christopher Hitchens, that ousting Saddam Hussein put the United States "on the right side of history."

    (…)Liberal interventionists, if you recall, were people like myself for whom the sight in the 1990s of hundreds of thousands of European Muslims processed through Serbian concentration camps, or killed in them, left little doubt of the merits, indeed the necessity, of U.S. military action in the name of the human dignity that only open societies afford. Without such action in Bosnia and Kosovo, Europe would not be at peace today.

    (…)Baghdad is closer to Sarajevo than the left has allowed.

    (…)Kouchner, a socialist, is now French foreign minister– hardly a sign the credo's dead. He, in turn, is close to Richard Holbrooke, who brought peace to Bosnia and may be secretary of state in a Hillary Clinton administration.

    DO YOU GET IT YET? DID YOU GET IT? HMM? Cohen is approximately as subtle as an Oliver Stone film in the last half of his essay. He's ostensibly talking about the current perception of neocons, and how Iraq has turned that ideology into an insult. B-B-But….Mr. Cohen, why is hardly any of your discussion about Iraq? Why do you bring up Bosnia half-a-dozen times?

    Why, because Bosnia and Iraq are virtually the same thing!! They're so similar, in fact, that Roger Cohen can just avoid Iraq altogether and talk about that Bosnia thing which most Americans hardly remember and even fewer understand. Nevermind the fact that the situation in the Balkans was so complex that even PhDs who have made careers out of studying it struggle to grasp it; in Cohen's world, it was a simple morality play, and intervening (on, um, someone's behalf….whoever the Good Guys were) was so obviously right that we can toss it in conversations as a straw man as easily as "the Holocaust" or "Communism."

    In reality, the situations in Bosnia and Iraq bear almost no resemblance beyond fitting into the vague category of Places Upon Which American Ordinance Has Fallen and In Which Our Troops Have Died. He starts with Bosnia and strongly implies (or, in places, asserts explicitly) that intervention in that conflict was quite obviously a good thing. And then the quick switch – intervention was a good thing in Bosnia, therefore it is a good thing in Iraq.

    It's quite amazing, the depths to which even papers like the New York Times will sink. They give column space to dreck like this for the sole purpose of precluding allegations of bias. Nevermind if said columnist is thunderingly ignorant or can't make an argument to save his soul – the important thing is having someone who will talk about how great of an idea the Iraq War is on a bi-weekly basis.

    FAILING

    A couple of months ago I discussed my discovery of the secret to understanding Jonah Goldberg. If you don't care to read it again, it is essentially that Goldberg does not exist and his column output is written by a loose team of college Republicans selected at random.
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    I based that idea on the fact that Goldberg's writing bears an extremely suspicious resemblance to that of a college sophomore (and I'm exposed to plenty of that).

    I may be on to something. Phyllis Schlafly (who is, in case you're not familiar, one of the most profoundly ignorant shrews alive and the founder of Conservapedia) wrote a gold nugget of wisdom recently making vague, all-encompassing-yet-nonspecific criticisms against English departments in American colleges. Her opus is entitled "Advice to College Students: Don't Major in English." If only they'd let me write the obvious rejoinder "Advice to College Students: Don't Take Advice from People Who Think the Earth is 6000 Years Old."

    In the spirit of my Goldberg-is-a-Sophomore post, please direct your attention to this outstanding post entitled "Phyllis Schlafly Wouldn't Pass My Composition Class" by Evil Bender, an English grad student who has probably suffered even more undergrad essays than me. I know not all of you have, have had, or will have the experience of teaching America's youth at some point, but I heartily recommend reading editorials (or, as we make the middle schoolers call them, Persuasive Essays) with one question in the back of your mind: If a student in a basic Intro-to-Anything course handed me this essay, what grade would it receive? Let me tell you, I don't come across too many that would pass.
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    Schlafly would get a pity D and a large, red note about coming to see me in my office hours.
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    Of course, she'd never do that. She'd just piss and moan about how she got a D because her professors are all liberals on a crusade to punish her. I mean, why learn to write when you can just bitch to David Horowitz and be reassured that you are One Heroic Victim?
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    NO POLITICS, BUT PLENTY OF SHAME

    No sooner did I get done insulting a large portion of humanity's musical tastes yesterday than I felt a little guilt. Only a little. But enough to give the world a reason to make fun of me in return.

    So. Use the comments to answer the following questions: What's the most embarassing CD in your current collection? More importantly, what's the lamest/most embarassing thing you listen to semi-regularly? As you might expect, I'll lead the way by humiliating myself first.

    In all honesty, I tend to throw CDs on eBay/Half.com pretty quickly if I do not listen to them. I have a couple hundred taking up space as it is; I have no room for those that can't pull their weight. A detailed perusal of my (large, alphabetized) collection didn't turn up anything mind-blowingly awful. No itinerant copies of Please Hammer Don't Hurt'em or any Vanilla Ice. I think the winner has to be the copy of Smash by The Offspring, which I would guess I purchased in 1994 and for some reason have not discarded. This oversight is likely due to the fact that it is utterly worthless on the used market.

    Now, don't think I'm letting myself off the hook that easily. My collection goes beyond CDs to the tune of about 250 GB of mp3s. And no, I've never paid for a single one. Why? Cause fuck'em, that's why.

    The most humiliating thing I listen to with any regularity is Iowa by Slipknot. Seriously. I listen to it pretty regularly when I'm boxing (along with other "god do I want to punch something" classics like Reign in Blood and Pass the Flask). Ignoring, as I choose to, all the stupid shit about that band (masks, fake blood, legions of 14 year-old fans) it's actually a really good metal album. The drummer-plus-two-percussionists thing…well, I play the damn drums. I'm a sucker for it. If I could stomach death metal Cookie Monster Vocals (and trust me, I can't) I'd probably also list Poland's finest metal band Behemoth and their classic Demigod. But once every few months is all Ed can handle of that.

    In no way am I proud of this. I needed to be taken down a peg.

    ORIENTALISM

    No, not the study of Asia and the far east. The Edward Said kind. Actually, I think this best sums up what I am about to say.

    This past weekend in Bloomington was something called the Lotus Festival, which is an annual world music extravaganza. It is one of the largest of its kind. Lots of people get really excited about it. I question their motives. I see a bunch of middle- to upper-class white people trying their earnest best to Appreciate Other Cultures like good liberal bohemian intellectuals, no matter how painful it might be.

    Americans have narrow, provincial tastes in music. Much of what we like is crap. Much of what is popular in the rest of the world – maybe even extremely popular – is unknown here. It is as easy as it is tempting to attribute this to American ignorance and closed-mindedness. I have little doubt that we are an ignorant and closed-minded people. What I do doubt is that this is a suitable explanation for the obscurity of world music in the U.S.

    I am reminded of a very good Simpsons joke from a very bad (recent, of course) episode. On NPR, "Banjologist" Stefan Whitmore discusses the dying art of Peruvian banjo music. When the host asks why the art form is dying, Whitmore replies (after a short demonstration on his banjo) that, "Frankly it's just not very good." Sometimes I find myself wondering if that's a good point.

    Now, put down your lynching accessories. I am not saying that all "world" music is bad. Read that again if necessary. I'm sure a lot of it, even that which I find incredibly unlistenable, is objectively very good. People have different tastes. We can all accept that.

    The reason I hate "world music" and things like Lotus Festival has more to do with the spectators than the performers. Heavy doses of Othering usually don't put me in a jovial mood. I feel like a lot of people are there watching something that might not even be any good just to get their Multi-Culti merit badge for the week. Apparently getting falling-down drunk or higher than Jesus to listen to Afro-Cuban Whateverthefuck is proof of one's worth as an individual (as opposed to the other 51 weekends of the year spent getting falling-down drunk or higher than Jesus to listen to that one dude from the Allman Brothers Band). The rest of the world might even be playing an elaborate joke on us – sending us their version of Clay Aiken and laughing their asses off as NPR listeners solemnly appreciate it – and the unwitting crowds would look no different.

    As I do every year, I tried to expose myself to some of the Fest and it did not work out well. Ten minutes of the Ghanaian Female Doumbek-Banging and Ululating Troupe or whatever the fuck I was listening to was enough. I decided that I simply do not enjoy That Sort of Thing. I'm sure there are other people who do – but I wonder how many of those people were the ones packed close to the stage to make a public show of their Support and Appreciation for the Other Half and their Cultures. No matter how much they claim to, I refuse to believe that so many midwestern college kids really like listening to an hour of tuvan throat-singing. Sure, it's amazing. So is the range of most opera singers, and that doesn't mean many people want to watch an hour of it.

    Of course, anyone I might accuse of this would disagree stridently. No one admits to being a shameless status seeker or an insincere cultural voyeur. But if all these people like Rai so fucking much, why do they head back to the car after the show and turn up the Yo La Tengo for the ride home? Why do I fail to hear Rai or encounter anyone talking about it for the other 363 days of the year? I guess it's only worth appreciating in public where those hot hippies from your anthro class can see you in all your sensitive glory.