Friday, April 5, 2013

The Company You Keep

This is a review (sort of) of a movie I am not going to see.  Bear with me for awhile and I'll explain.

In the summer of 1969, I attended a summer orientation program at the University of Wisconsin where I was starting my freshman year in September.  While there I saw a notice for a meeting of  Students for a Democratic Society (SDS).  I'd read about the SDS in Newsweek magazine (as well as in the much more radical Ramparts magazine to which I subscribed at the time) and since I was against the Vietnam War decided to attend to see what it was like.

I don't remember much about the meeting except that after a few minutes I realized there were two factions in the room arguing.  One called themselves Trotskyites, the other referred to themselves as Stalinists, and they were furiously denouncing each other as deviationists.  I thought it was pretty bizarre to see two groups of American college students fighting over which mass murderer was better and left the meeting.

Three months later, SDS splintered and the most radical faction, later known as the Weather Underground, embarked on a path of violence with an avowed goal of establishing a revolutionary communist dictatorship in the United States.  They were quite clear on their strategy:

"The most important task for us toward making the revolution, and the work our collectives should engage in, is the creation of a mass revolutionary movement, without which a clandestine revolutionary party will be impossible. A revolutionary mass movement is different from the traditional revisionist mass base of "sympathizers". Rather it is akin to the Red Guard in China, based on the full participation and involvement of masses of people in the practice of making revolution; a movement with a full willingness to participate in the violent and illegal struggle."

In October 1969, the Weatherman indulged themselves in a three-day tantrum of violence in the streets of Chicago known as the Days Of Rage.  Their last open meeting was in December 1969 at a War Council in Flint, Michigan, where one of their leaders, Bernadine Dohrn, celebrated Charlie Manson's recent murder spree, gleefully remarking "First they killed those pigs, then they ate dinner in the same room with them, then they even shoved a fork into the pig Tate's [Sharon Tate who was 8 months pregnant at the time] stomach! Wild!". (Dohrn) With that the Weathermen went underground to pursue their war against AmeriKKKa. (as they called it). We thought these people were completely insane.

The Weathermen and allied factions went on to have glorious (again, in their view) careers planting bombs in the US Capital, Pentagon and police stations, robbing banks and armored cars, murdering policemen and building a nail bomb to take to a dance near Fort Dix, New Jersey where they knew American servicemen would be present (fortunately it blew up prematurely killing the bomb makers, including Bill Ayers' then girlfriend, Diana Oughton, along with two other gang members and completely leveling the Greenwich Village townhouse they were in).(Ayers)(Oughton)

[UPDATE: Reading this post ten years later I realize that something I failed to emphasize is that the Weathermen ideology differed in one key respect from that of the Marxist revolutionaries who employed a class analysis.  For the Weathermen, race was the key, not class.  Specifically, blacks would lead the revolution because they had an authenticity denied whites.  At the time, the Weathermen and their black allies could not gain traction in most of American society outside academia, but that foothold was enough to provide their ideological descendants with the needed shelter and sustenance in which their ideas could gestate until in 2020 they burst forth like the creature bursting out of John Hurt's chest in Alien.  That this has happened in my lifetime is dispiriting.  Seeing people like Angela Davis, who actually oppose civil liberties and would not hesitate to imprison anyone who opposes them, celebrated as civil rights activists and cultural icons, signals the degradation of our culture.]

Over time the FBI and local police ran the various Weathermen factions down with the last remnants  captured in 1985.  I have some familiarity with this final episode as one day the FBI showed up at the offices of the company I worked at in Cambridge, MA and shared with us intelligence they had gathered when they made the last arrests, including hand drawn maps of our building showing potential locations (marked with an X) for placement of bombs - among the locations was the mailbox on the sidewalk outside my office and in the drop ceiling of the men's restroom that I used.  They told us that while they believed the remaining gang members had been captured, they could not be completely sure, and advised us to improve security.  We took their advice.

All of this is by way of introduction to the new movie by the multi-millionaire ski resort owner and retail catalogue mogul, Robert Redford, The Company You Keep.  Fortunately, since it is a Redford movie, not many others will see it either because his movies aspire to be profound and nuanced but they're just boring. The Company You Keep is apparently his romantic paean to the idealists of the Weather Underground.  Although I was vaguely aware of the movie, I had not planned to write about it until coming across a fawning interview with Redford on ABC News with George Stephanopoulos in which he says "I was very much aware of the movement.  I was more than sympathetic, I was probably emphatic because I believed it was time for a change".  In response to George's question "even with the bombing?" he replied "movements have to be extreme to some degree".

I then started looking around for some of the early reviews.

Variety's review included this gem:

"unabashedly heartfelt but competent tribute to 1960s idealism  . . . There is something undeniably compelling, perhaps even romantic, about America's 60's radicals and the compromises they did or didn't make."

The Hollywood Reporter tells of a pivotal scene in the movie in which a young character interviews one of the radicals and "gives him some understanding of the commitment and idealism of the 70s radicals  . . . shows regret for the mistakes that were made but refuses to repudiate her convictions" and that the film depicts "a generation with fire in its belly that has had to adapt to a different world or find other ways to channel their impassioned ideas."

And the New York Daily News called it "an old-fashioned movie about ethics".

Did I mention that these "idealists" hated America, described themselves as Leninist revolutionary communists and despised most of their fellow Americans so much that they were planning to establish "re-education" camps for millions of their fellow citizens if their revolution had ever succeeded? 

In addition to the other crimes recounted above, the summer after I left U Wisconsin some other "idealists" backed a truck containing an ammonium nitrate bomb up to the Army Math Research Center, which was located on campus, and blew apart a six story building, killing a grad student who was married with two young children.

The movie is the latest in a series of attempts to rewrite history and obscure how malignant and despicable these people were and are.  The technique is to mush all anti-war types together and pretend that the Weathermen were just a little more "activist" (another meaningless term from the 1960s that has infiltrated our language) than the others.

In truth the anti-war folks (of whom I was one) consisted of three different groups, a distinction that became clearer to me over time.  The first, and by far the largest group, were those of us who thought Vietnam was the wrong war for America to be involved in.  The second, much smaller, but consisting of a disproportionate number of the movement's leadership, believed that the Communists were the good guys in the war and deserved to win (one of these was the current Secretary of State, John Kerry) and then there were a very tiny sliver who believed in bringing the war home in order to impose a Communist revolutionary dictatorship upon the United States.  This last group included the Weathermen, the people that Robert Redford is intent on glamorizing as flawed idealists.

Liberals have gotten sloppy over the years thinking of these people as just a little more excitable brand of folks, but basically just like them.  They were not, and they despised liberals.  Bernadine Dohrn and Bill Ayers believe that Sirhan Sirhan is an unjustly incarcerated political prisoner since his only "crime" was to quite rightly (in their view) kill Robert Kennedy in retaliation for his vote to sell military aircraft to the Zionist Israeli state which has no right to exist and they included Sirhan as one of the people to whom they dedicated their 1974 book Prairie Fire (published while they were still hiding from law enforcement).

This sloppy thinking also obscures the historical truth that at the time most liberals, and leftists, for that matter, despised the Weathermen and similar nut cases.  They weren't seen as just another group of "passionate" or "idealist" anti-war people.  A few years ago, I was exposed to a fine example of this sloppiness when, on a sunny September morning, I was making my weekly trip to our town's garbage dump (oops, I meant to say transfer station) and listening to NPR's Saturday morning show with Scott Simon.  I was shocked to hear him interviewing Bill Ayers.  My first thought was "what rock did this scumbag crawl out from under?"  Ayers was plugging his new book, Fugitive Days: A Memoir.  Now Scott Simon seems like a very nice guy but he is also clueless and let Ayers get away with portraying himself as just another anti-war activist who may have gotten a little bit carried away at times.  It was appalling to listen to.  Ayers' bad luck was that the interview was broadcast on September 8, 2001, the publication date for his book was September 11, and the country was not in the mood to read the memoir of a bomber who hates America.

Many of these people have been allowed to insinuate themselves back into society.  Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn married and with the help of Ayer's wealthy father (who was Chairman and CEO of Commonwealth Edison) were integrated back into Chicago society and politics (they even held the first political fundraiser for a young politician, Barack Obama, in the early 1990s and Obama blurbed one of Bill's book).  Today, Bernadine Dohrn is an Associate Professor of Law at Northwestern Law School (yes, you read that right) where she was the former Director of the Children and Family Justice Center and Bill Ayers recently retired as Distinguished Professor of Education at the University of Illinois, a field he went into because he thought it offered him the opportunity to mold young minds in a revolutionary direction. The fact that he is considered quite reputable and influential in the field explains a lot about the plight of education today, particularly since both Ayers and Dohrn still describe themselves as revolutionary communists.  Ayers takes great pride in his background, boasting "guilty as sin, free as a bird" (Federal charges against both of them were dropped because of illegal wiretaps).   (Ayers a few years ago)

Another member of the Weathermen crew has also been in the news recently, Katherine Boudin.  Kathy Boudin had been on the lam after last being seen fleeing the Greenwich Village townhouse explosion in 1970.  Then, in 1981, she and three others robbed a Brinks Armored Car in Nyack, NY, in the course which two Nyack policemen and a Brinks guard were shot and killed.  Waverly Brown (the first black policeman hired in Nyack), Edward O'Grady and Peter Page were all combat veterans with nine children between them. Boudin was eventually caught and convicted but then paroled in 2003 in a controversial decision.(Boudin)
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Today, Boudin is an adjunct professor at Columbia University's School of Social Work and was recently named Scholar-in-Residence at NYU Law School.  Her son, Chesa (whose father was David Gilbert, another of the Brinks robbers) was raised by Ayers and Dohrn while she was in prison.  Chesa attended Yale, received a Rhodes Scholarship, ardently supports Hugo Chavez, approves of his parents being "dedicated to fighting U.S. imperialism around the world,” and says “I’m dedicated to the same thing”, and writes that his parents "paid a heavy price for their radical politics" while the truth is the price they paid was for their involvement in a triple murder.  I hope the children of Brown, O'Grady and Page have been provided the same opportunities as Chesa.

What is particularly troubling about all of this is that the distinctions liberals, and even socialists, made between themselves and communists and revolutionaries (as well as the vile and insane) forty years ago are being slowly eroded away in a massive rewrite of history (see, for instance Showtime's Agitprop) with the cooperation of our educational institutions.  It leads to grotesque movies like The Motorcycle Diaries, a recent film romanticizing Che Guevara, who in reality was a murderous Stalinist thug.
  
Some liberals still exhibit common sense about these warped human beings.  In 2010, Bill Ayers was retiring from his professorship at the University of Illinois and had been proposed for Emeritus status which required approval by the University's Board of Trustees.  One of the trustees was Christopher Kennedy, one of Robert Kennedy's sons.  In an impassioned speech to the Board, Kennedy said he could not confer the title "to a man whose body of work includes a book dedicated in part to the man who murdered my father."  The trustees agreed.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Book Chairs



As a lover of books, THC was happy to have this article brought to our attention by alert reader LDC.   It features ten unique chairs for book lovers (the one featured above is The Bookinist).  This is another one of my favorites:
You can find all of the chairs at Good.Is

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

And The Start Of Another Season

To celebrate Major League Baseball's Opening Week we bring you a classic manager blow-up.  It's from 2007 and features Phil Wellman, skipper of the Mississippi Braves, AA affiliate of the Atlanta Braves.  In 2009 ESPN did a show on the Top Ten meltdowns in sports history and this moment was voted #1.  What elevates it above other incidents is the rosin bag grenade toss - an act of creative genius!  Phil is currently hitting coach for the AA Springfield (Mo.) Cardinals.  Here's a feature ESPN ran on the event in 2012 and this is the video:

End Of The Season

The fourth season of Justified ended last night with the appropriate level of drama and bloodletting and remains my favorite show (though Mrs THC persuaded me to start watching Breaking Bad and I'm now nearing the end of the second season on my Kindle Fire and have to admit it may be as good as Justified).

THC has written about Justified and Elmore Leonard before.  The series has taken Leonard's characters in some different and interesting directions.  As Deputy US Marshal Raylan Givens becomes more laconic and withdrawn and his personal life dissolves(Raylan) the most interesting character is becoming Boyd Crowder.  Boyd, who worked as a young man with Raylan in the coal mines, started out as a garden variety pathological bad guy but has emerged as a much more complex and, sometimes, oddly sympathetic character, who is faithful to his fiancee Eva ((who shot and killed Boyd's brother, her former husband (he became former when she shot him) (yes, I know, that why this is a sentence that requires parentheticals within parentheticals)) and aspires to a stable (Boyd) middle-class life, while at the same time running a criminal enterprise.  At times he's less cynical than Raylan, who seems to be devoid of belief in anything other than in his ability to get the bad guys.  Boyd is played by Walton Goggins who manages to carry it off believably.

In other good news, the malevolent Master of the Pithy Observation, Wynn Duffy, last seen fleeing out of the country to avoid the wrath of the Detroit mob is now back (Duffy)and reunited with Boyd.  Now, if they'd just bring back the incredibly stupid but very entertaining Dewey Crowe, who missed this season, all would be right with the world.   (Crowe)

It's time to sit back and wait for the 2014 season.  To close here's a little taste of Boyd Crowder set to music.  Clips are from the first two seasons.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

One Year Later

One year ago today was the first Things Have Changed post and 410 posts and 26,015 pageviews later THC is still at it!

Thanks to all of you readers and commenters - except for you spam bots (you know who you are!).

This year we'll occasionally repost some of THC's favorite posts on their anniversary dates (hmm, if we do that all the time THC wouldn't need to write anything new this year).  In fact, here is the very first post.

THC also pledges to further enhance the quality and quantity of third-person self-references.  For that purpose we have retained the coaching services of Mr Ricky Henderson.  THC asked Mr Henderson to introduce himself to readers and he's requested that we pass on his response:

"Ricky doesn't need any introduction.  Everybody knows what Ricky is capable of."
As a reminder, THC does take requests for posts.  If not for faithful reader JS we would not have had the pleasure of learning about the Knights Hospitallers (see The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of).

Finally, we are announcing that after lengthy deliberations, THC's Board of Directors has decided not to amend the current Official Policy Of This Blog despite numerous pleas to improve the accuracy of THC posts.  As a reminder (and warning) we are reposting that policy:

Monday, April 1, 2013

Gell-Mann Amnesia Effect

Coined by the late Michael Crichton:

Media carries with it a credibility that is totally undeserved. You have all experienced this, in what I call the Murray Gell-Mann Amnesia effect. (I call it by this name because I once discussed it with Murray Gell-Mann*, and by dropping a famous name I imply greater importance to myself, and to the effect, than it would otherwise have.)

Briefly stated, the Gell-Mann Amnesia effect works as follows. You open the newspaper to an article on some subject you know well. In Murray’s case, physics. In mine, show business. You read the article and see the journalist has absolutely no understanding of either the facts or the issues. Often, the article is so wrong it actually presents the story backward-reversing cause and effect. I call these the “wet streets cause rain” stories. Paper’s full of them.

In any case, you read with exasperation or amusement the multiple errors in a story-and then turn the page to national or international affairs, and read with renewed interest as if the rest of the newspaper was somehow more accurate about far-off Palestine than it was about the story you just read. You turn the page, and forget what you know.

That is the Gell-Mann Amnesia effect. I’d point out it does not operate in other arenas of life. In ordinary life, if somebody consistently exaggerates or lies to you, you soon discount everything they say. In court, there is the legal doctrine of falsus in uno, falsus in omnibus, which means untruthful in one part, untruthful in all.

But when it comes to the media, we believe against evidence that it is probably worth our time to read other parts of the paper. When, in fact, it almost certainly isn’t. The only possible explanation for our behavior is amnesia.

* Murray Gell-Man received the 1969 Nobel Prize in Physics.