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Here's the second in Alexander Cockburn and Jeffrey St. Clair's series as they describe Hillary Clinton's years in Little Rock and her narrow escape from federal charges that would have destroyed her political career for ever. PLUS KEVIN ALEXANDER GRAY on how Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama and John Edwards are failing Black America even as they hunt for votes in So uth Carolina's "Black Primary." Get your copy today by subscribing online or calling 1-800-840-3683 Remember contributions to CounterPunch are tax-deductible. Click here to make a donation. If you find our site useful please: Subscribe Now
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Today's Stories September 1 / 2, 2007 Patrick
Cockburn August 31, 2007 Jeff
Gibbs Paul
Craig Roberts Ray
McGovern Robert
Weissman Matt
Vidal Robin
Mittenthal Chris
Kutalik Richard
Forno Binoy
Kampmark Dave
Zirin Website
of the Day
August 30, 2007 Gary
Leupp John
Ross Anthony
DiMaggio Jordan
Flaherty Michael
Donnelly Russell
Mokhiber Dennis
Brutus William
S. Lind Martha
Rosenberg Jeff
Leys / Brian Terrell Website
of the Day
Patrick
Cockburn Winslow
T. Wheeler David
Rosen Dave
Zirin Paul
Craig Roberts Diane
Farsetta Ben
Davis Alan
Farago Jenna
Orkin Don
Monkerud Richard
Nasser Website
of the Day
August 28, 2007 Uri
Avnery Bill
Quigley Joshua
Frank China
Hand Firmin
DeBrabander Charles
Peña Andy
Worthington Ramzy
Baroud Anthony
Papa Ashley
Smith Website
of the Day
Jorge
Mariscal Bill
Christison Manuel
Garcia, Jr. Anthony
DiMaggio Bruce
A. Roth John
Walsh Dave
Lindorff Ron
Jacobs Binoy
Kampmark Russell
D. Hoffman Website
of the Day
August 25 / 26, 2007 Alexander
Cockburn James
Petras Jeffrey
Buchanan / Marjorie
Cohn Rev.
William E. Alberts Robert
Fantina Brian
Concannon Ralph
Nader Laura
Carlsen Fred
Gardner David
Michael Green Stephen
Soldz Mike
Ferner Paul
Krassner Ben
Tripp Missy
Beattie Website
of the Weekend
August 24, 2007 Paul
Craig Roberts Greg
Moses William Schroder Alan
Farago Jackie
Corr Jeff
Ballinger Bill
Quigley Dave
Zirin Richard
Rhames Ryan
Haygood Website
of the Day
August 23, 2007 Kathy
Kelly P.
Sainath Ron
Jacobs Christopher
Brauchli D.K.
Wilson Joshua
Frank Dan
Bacher Brenda
Norrell John
Wright David
Vest Website
of the Day
August 22, 2007 Norman
Finkelstein Marc
Levy Lawrence
R. Velvel Ray
McGovern Norman
Solomon John
Walsh Michael
Dickinson William
S. Lind Bill
Hatch Kenneth
E. Foster and John Joe Amador David
Vest Website
of the Day
Saul
Landau Alan
Farago John
Stauber Phillip
Rizk Debbie
Nathan Binoy
Kampmark Martha
Rosenberg Sunsara
Taylor Website
of the Day
August 20, 2007 Paul
Craig Roberts Uri
Avnery Rannie
Amiri John
Ross Harvey
Wasserman Robert
Billyard Dave
Lindorff James
Rothenberg David
"DC" Larson Website
of the Day August 18 / 19, 2007 Alexander
Cockburn Saul
Landau Ralph
Nader Patrick
Cockburn Robert
Fantina Robert
S. Eshelman P.
Sainath Dave
Lindorff Anthony
DiMaggio Fred
Gardner Ron
Jacobs Tom
Turnipseed Paul
Krassner Ben
Tripp Andrew
Wimmer Nancy
Oden N.D.
Jayaprakash Rick
Smith Missy
Beattie Poets'
Basement Website
of the Weekend
Joanne
Mariner Paul
Craig Roberts Shepherd
Bliss Dave
Lindorff John
Muthyala Patrick
Cockburn Sherwood
Ross Phil
Doe David
Michael Green Website
of the Day
Jonathan
Cook Christopher
Brauchli Norman
Solomon Lee
Sustar / George
Bisharat Binoy
Kampmark Evelyn
Pringle Hugo
Blanco Website
of the Day
August 15, 2007 Paul
Craig Roberts Michael
Neumann Jordan
Flaherty Sonja
Karkar Felice
Pace Joshua
Frank Dave
Lindorff Carla
Blank David
Vest Harvey
Wasserman Peter
Rost, M.D. Russell
Mokhiber Website
of the Day
August 14, 2007 Paul
de Rooij Winslow
T. Wheeler David
Rosen Gary
Leupp Clifton
Ross Muhammad
Idress Ahmad Jacquelyn
Godin Uri
Avnery Ramzy
Baroud James
McEnteer Website
of the Day
August 13, 2007 Jeremy
Scahill F.
William Engdahl Alexander
Cockburn Kathy
Kelly Chris
Floyd Paul
Craig Roberts William
Blum Kenneth
Couesbouc Rannie
Amiri Brenda
Norrell Fran
Shor Ron
Jacobs Website
of the Day
August 11 / 12, 2007 Alexander
Cockburn Stan
Goff Ralph
Nader Vijay
Prashad Greg
Moses Alan
Farago Patrick
Cockburn Ben
Tripp Robert
Fantina John
Ross Seth
Sandronsky Paul
Krassner Website
of the Weekend
August 10, 2007 Paul
Craig Roberts Stan
Goff Marjorie
Cohn Saul
Landau Chris
Floyd Daniel
Ellsberg Anthony
Papa Farzana
Versey Sgt.
Kevin Benderman Nuri
Nuri Website
of the Day
August 9, 2007 Stan
Goff Paul
Craig Roberts Alan
Farago William
S. Lind Doug
Giebel Harvey
Wasserman Jacob
Hill Raul
Zibechi Dave
Zirin Website
of the Day
August 8, 2007 Andy
Worthington Jeff
Halper Greg
Moses Nurit
Peled-Elhanan Sukant
Chandan Robert
Fisk George
H. Strauss D.K.
Wilson Bill
Day Tim
Campbell Website
of the Day
August 7, 2007 Patrick
Cockburn Andy
Worthington Kathy
Kelly Stan
Cox Sonja
Karkar Sen.
Russ Feingold Alan
Farago Norman
Solomon Binoy
Kampmark Dave
Lindorff John
Stauber Website
of the Day
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September 1 / 2, 2007 The Don't Show Me StateEnquiry in America TodayBy BEN TRIPP The quality of enquiry, or quirth, is one that has largely evaporated from American life, like the water set to boil in a pot of frogs intended to demonstrate that frogs don't know they're being boiled if you raise the temperature slowly enough. Vestiges of that spirit (of enquiry, not frog boiling) endure, but they have become almost nonsensical: take Missouri's motto "The Show Me State", for example, which is not the condition of latent homosexual voyeurism it seems to describe, rampant among Republican senators in public lavatories; rather it is an expression of skepticism. Show me proof, and then we can talk. Not a bad sentiment. Unfortunately one no longer found in most quarters of the United States. This may come from the explosion of information to which we are subjected, in the form of advertising and storytelling (or the amalgamation of both, in the case of televised programming). 500 channels, we are promised. 500 channels of what? We now have an acronym for it, TMI, which stands for either "Too Much Information" or "Trombone Meat Infringement" if you prefer acronyms made up of random words. It is hard to formulate sensible questions when a million answers have been thrust upon one before the first question had a chance to get out. Some years ago, the nuclear energy industry in put out a preemptive "educational campaign" to allay fears expressed by the millions of Americans that lived alongside the railway routes by which said industry had decided to move nuclear waste. The industry patiently and unrelentingly answered all question about the safety of this program by saying, "this spent fuel" (they call it "spent fuel" because "nuclear waste" sounds, oh, you know, so negative) "this spent fuel cannot, and will not, explode." But can it get into the air or the groundwater? It will not explode. Can it be flung by that commonplace railway accident, the impact of two trains, out of its containers and into the sorts of places a fellow is likely to come in contact with it? Is not a single flesh-rotting molecule of the stuff an absolute guarantee of death? Hush, little commoners. It will not, cannot explode. You know what? I have no idea if they're shipping spent doomfuel around on trains these days, There were too many other things going on around then, and the subject just got swallowed up along with the fate of Joanie Loves Chachi or Twin Peaks or whether Boy George could stay off heroin-- I don't even remember what the distraction de jour was. I suppose they do ship the stuff by train; the old system with donkeys was hopelessly outmoded even then. The point is that I haven't even thought about it, me who prides himself on quirth in abundance. Jesus, I can't even remember what I was going to ask my fiancée when I go downstairs with an unmatched sock and a necktie in my hand. It's too much to imagine I'm also going to remember to ask what's happening to the nuclear waste, let alone demand an answer to whatever I asked last time. But is the only problem that we Americans suffer from Trombone Meat Infringement? I think there's something else, as expressed in a motto ginned up by the Clinton people: "Don't ask, don't tell". If ever there was a rubbishy catchphrase dredged up from the large intestine of a Madison Avenue disinformation factory, this is it. Are you gay? Don't ask, Sergeant. And Private Danglers, whatever you're thinking in those lathery showers, think away, but don't tell. Let's all pretend the issue isn't even there. Homophobia is one of the most pervasive and pointless problems facing us today: if a certain congressional poofter that recently made headlines with his clumsy solicitations to an undercover policemen had merely been able to say, "gold dang, I'm as queer as bull tits", he might still have a career. Instead, he was forced to make an elaborate defense of his solicitations by describing in nauseating detail every peculiarity of his seated bathroom habits (TMI) in an attempt to answer the explicit police report filed by the officer to whom he made the advances (whose name has not been released to the press, but apparently he goes by the moniker "Swingin' Hammer"). What I mean to say is Americans now expect to find something horrible under every Rock Hudson. [Note to editor: remove previous cheap gag and replace with simple word "rock"]. Ask the most innocuous question, like "when we inevitably do leave Iraq, what is our plan for doing so?" and the hideous truth flashes out like the fangs of a hideous truth: there is no plan. This all began when someone said, "is that pop combo Milli Vanilli really singing?" It's been downhill since then. Ask any question regarding the American Gertztramufiner('sup, yo') and if an answer is forthcoming, it will certainly be what you least want to hear. One finds oneself not asking. Then of course there's the explosion of faith-based thinking. We have started to think Word is better than word. The abstract authority of the preacher or the evangelist president, the simple demand that they be trusted, believed, is deadly to any spirit of free thinking, of doubt, and even the ability to absorb basic information that doesn't quite line up with what the Daddy Figure is telling you. You add that to the endless streams of falsehoods and fudging in which every American is bathed today, you got yourself a nation of dupes. So have we seen the end of the American tradition of self-reliant doubt? Will we, as a nation, ever work up the gumption to question the word of the 'expert', the 'authority', the 'talking head' out loud, even if we secretly lack any faith that we're being told the truth? It appears, I regret to say, that we're in for a further spell of incuriosity. Maybe it started with the Reaganite anti-intellectual vogue, or earlier, when Joe McCarthy turned inquiry into inquisition. It could be the decline of such subjects as rhetoric, or the decline of schooling in general. Maybe it was Trivial Pursuit. I (by which I mean me, or the guy most people think is me, because who can ever really know anybody?) hope we can restart that useful skepticism that helped us rebuff the blandishments of kings and courtiers. There are signs this is happening. Only a handful of truly damaged individuals still believe what the government is telling them any more. A lot of people are profoundly discouraged by the energy wasted on the fad for 9/11 conspiracy theories, replete with invisible airplanes, missiles disguised as jumbo jets, and a host of demolitions experts coordinated by a White House that couldn't organize a birthday party if the kid brought his own cake. This line of questioning may be misguided, but at least it's questioning, and I'm glad the doubt is there. Building seven: why did it drop? I don't know, but Bush sure as hell wasn't behind it. He couldn't drop his own pants. The Iran war is going to be a much harder sell than Iraq was, for an example of progress. You can already see the White House people getting out of breath just trying to keep the media drumbeat going, regardless of how compliant the reporting is. There are a million other distractions, for one thing; for the neocons it's like trying to write a best-selling novel while being eaten alive by locusts. It's not the media asking the questions, it's the American public. This is encouraging. If we imagine Wolf Blitzer or that most closeted of closeteers, Anderson Cooper, is going to pitch anything but the slowest of softballs to the evil sods destroying this and other nations, our imaginations have up and quit on us. But ordinary people, meaning consumers, consumers, and voters, in that order, are asking tougher questions. They're taking less on faith. They're starting to experience the thrill of quirth, that feeling of not believing an unproven answer, of not letting someone else ask the wrong question and trying to pretend the answer will suffice. Will it turn into a change in the national character? I don't know. Disco was just a fad, thank fuck, and probably the intense Evangelical frenzy gripping certain segments of the population will wear off once old-time religion turns out to be of less utility than Disco. One can hope. I'll take a slight decrease in the level of bovine credulity. Hey, Nancy, why are you really so determined not to oppose Bush? First ask the question, then question the answer, and at last you'll have a better idea of what the real question is. For me, it's enough that I remembered why I was boiling a pan of frogs on the stove. Ben Tripp, author of Square
in the Nuts, is a hack in many mediums. He may be reached
at credel@earthlink.net.
Creative commons copyright 2007 by Ben Tripp
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