I got back to DC yesterday after a week in the western portion of this fine North American continent of ours. I started off (as previously noted) at a couple of events in the beautiful small city of Victoria, British Columbia.
The first was a planning meeting– and actually, the first properly constituted Board Meeting– for the Global Partnership for the International University for Iraq. I have been a member of the planning group for this for 2-3 years now, but the group had never previously been able to organize an actual face-to-face meeting.
So now, the GP-IUI is properly constituted as a legal entity, headquartered in Canada. The distinguished Iraqi-Canadian professor Tareq Ismael is the Chair of the Board. The President and CEO of the project is the veteran US- and Cairo-based Middle East specialist Raymond Baker. The two other main officers of the project are both people who recently retired from the leadership of Central Connecticut State University, former CCSU President Richard L. Judd and former Dean John S. Waggett. The thirteen members of the Board of Directors include five people of Iraqi background, four Americans (including Richard Falk and myself), a very savvy Canadian lawyer called Erik Richer La Fleche, and the courageous German diplomatist and long-time UN staff member Hans-Christof von Sponeck.
Anyway, more details on the GP-IUI, obviously, as our plans develop. Also, I’m not sure at this point how much I can share of the content of our meetings, though I can note that I thought they went very well indeed. It was excellent to finally meet face-to-face with many of these people who had only previously been names at the bottom of our planning emails. The project has encountered numerous problems since the original plan of establishing this international (i.e. not “American”), not-for-profit university inside Iraq proved impossible to pursue. So the planning now is directed at finding ways to build up its cadre outside Iraq, including by organizing specialized short courses for both potential faculty and potential students, with the firm goal of establishing the university inside Iraq at the earliest possible date.
More later– including, I hope soon, a link to the GP-IUI’s own website, as soon as that gets developed and published.
Meeting Hans von Sponeck for the first time was a particular pleasure of the meeting. I have long been an admirer of the way that, as a UN staff member in the late 1990s and early 2000’s, he worked tirelessly to minimize the extent of the mass killings that US-UK intransigence in the sanctions effort against Iraq inflicted on the most vulnerable portions of the Iraqi population.
After the GP-IUI’s meetings wound up, the conference of the International Center for Contemporary Middle East Studies started. I could only stay for the first day and a half of it.
One excellent grace note was provided by the President of the University of Victoria, which was hosting the meeting. As he welcomed us to the first session he noted that the place we were meeting was the traditional territory of the Esquimault and Saanich peoples. Okay, so maybe simply the invocation of these peoples’ names doesn’t mean that much… but at least it is a nod of recognition to the expropriatory and frequently genocidal history of White colonial settlement in the Americas.
At the conference I got to catch up with a number of old friends. I went to a pretty interesting panel on current prospects in and for Iraq. A smart young Japanese scholar, Dai Yamao, gave a fascinating presentation on the history of the Iraqi Shiite organizations during the years they spent in exile prior to 2003. And Dr. Abbas al-Jamali, an Iraqi professor of botany and horticulture, gave a great overview of agricultural development issues in Iraq. At the very beginning he identified the two key inputs required for a sound agricultural development policy in the Mesopotamian region– which was, after all, a crucial cradle of all world agriculture. These were, quite simply, a sound water-use policy and public security.
Obviously, those two key inputs are quite missing today. Thus we have the tragedy of Iraq now being a huge net importer of food products. Thank you, George W. Bush.
I also ended up participating in a panel on current prospects for the Palestinians. That was a last-minute arrangement. Tareq Ismael had asked me to chair the panel, and a couple of participants dropped out at the last minute. So I said I had just written a long piece on Hamas, Gaza, etc for the Boston Review so why didn’t I present that on the panel if he could find another person to chair it, which he did.
So last Saturday, I left Victoria at noon and took the excellent bus line to Vancouver International Airport. Since Victoria is on an island (confusingly called Vancouver Island), while Vancouver is on the mainland, the bus ride involves the bus taking you from downtown Victoria to a ferry terminal some 20 miles north; then the bus rolls onto a huge ferry and you have a beautiful 90-minute ferry ride across the sound there; then you re-board the same bus, it rolls off the ferry and proceeds to the airport. All for one $48 ticket. Very civilized indeed, though the wireless internet that seemed to be available on the ferry refused to work for me.
Then I flew down to Los Angeles to make my first maternal visit to the new digs established there by my youngest, Lorna Quandt. Lorna started work as a staff researcher in the neuroscience program at UCLA med center last June, so I really wanted to see how she’s doing there. This country is so large and I hate her being so far away from me!! However, she seems to be well established, has a great room-mate and excellent work colleagues. I stayed in her apartment there, got to see her work-place, took in a couple of yoga classes with her, and generally had a fun timewith her. I also caught up with some more old friends there…
On Tuesday I drove down to Orange County for a lunch hosted by a great Quaker couple called Al and Dee Abrahamse, who had invited in a bunch of people to hear me talk about my work and my upcoming book. Great lunch, great group. Thank you, Al and Dee!
Wednesday I flew to Salt Lake City and gave a bigger, more formal lecture about the Palestinian situation, at the invitation of the Middle East Center at the University of Utah. It was titled “Palestine and Israel: One state, or two states, or what?” In it I developed much of the material in my upcoming BR piece (that was previously largely developed here.) We had a big crowd there, and I thought the questions and discussion were generally excellent.
Afterwards, I went out for dinner with Center head Ibrahim Karawan, Peter Sluglett, Peter Von Sivers, and my old friend the legal scholar and former (sorry, correct that to long-running) Lebanese presidential candidate, Chibli Mallat. Chibli had asked a great question at the lecture, namely why don’t we all demand that Pres. Bush at this point simply recognize Palestine as an independent state, with its final borders yet to be determined?
My first mental reaction to this was skepticism. I thought it would be a meaningless thing to ask for. Almost as meaningless as Yasser Arafat’s much-trumpeted “declaration of an independent Palestinian state” back in 1988. Also, if the borders for the state aren’t defined, what would the recognition be of? (Of course, Israel’s borders aren’t defined, either, and that hasn’t stopped most states from recognizing it.) Then I thought, well, at least Recognition, by the US and other key international actors could lead speedily to Palestine getting admitted to the UN as a state, which would give it some leverage, and also the ability to take its many cases against Israel to the International Court of Justice.
Of course, under customary international law, for an entity to be recognized as a state it has to legally control the territory of that State; and that is only case for the Gaza (i.e. Hamas-dominated) branch of the PA. And international Recognition would raise the stakes around (and the urgency of) reaching a political accommodation between Fateh and Hamas.
Anyway, it’s an interesting idea.
Chibli has written about it here. That article is also interesting to me because he proposes the creation of “a mixed [i.e. Israeli-Palestinian] committee or court, including international judges, … to adjudicate the myriads of claims that remain to date, and will inevitably continue. Its decisions must be binding.”
His belief in the power of legal institutions to resolve conflicts in the absence of political/diplomatic agreement is astounding to me! Actually, we had a pretty spirited discussion of that whole issue over the dinner there on Wednesday night. Chibli had been one of the main actors involved in organizing and bringing the (ultimately aborted) criminal case that Belgium brought against Ariel Sharon in 2001, with regard to the Sabra and Shatila massacres.
Well, in the circumstances it was incredibly kind of Ibrahim Karawan to treat me so graciously at the University of Utah, since he and Peter Von Sivers, the deputy director of the M.E. Center, had both resigned from their positions at the Center just the day before, on an important issue of principle. The Dean of the College of Humanities had earlier simply, by fatwa, terminated the association of professors Peter Sluglett and Harris Lenowitz with the Center, sending them letters with vague accusations of “lack of collegiality.”
Lack of collegiality?? What complete nonsense! That was, we can recall, the charge brought against Norman Finkelstein by DePaul University after they discovered they had no valid academic grounds whatsoever on which to terminate his employment there.
You can read more about the Sluglett/Lenowitz case in the U of U student paper, here; and in the Salt Lake City Tribune here.
What seems clear is that the dean’s abrupt terminations/reassignments of Sluglett and Lenowitz had no defensible justification. The SLC-Trib account says that Sluglett had had disagreements with the dean over the college’s failure to hire enough Arabic teachers. But that disagreement was apparently never even mentioned in the termination letter the dean sent to him. And anyway, it would not constitute grounds for termination of Sluglett’s affiliation with the Center.
This business of citing “lack of collegiality” is so insidious! For one thing, I’ve known Sluglett for years now and never for a moment thought of him as hard to get along with. But even if he were– so what?
So anyway, my very best wishes to my friends in Salt Lake. I hope the ME Center there, which has played a very distinguished role in the development of Middle East studies over its 50 years in existence, can still be saved.
Category: HC’s travels, general
Beirut, briefly
I’m in Beirut, briefly and very busily. Tomrrow is Ashura here. Interesting. I have a lot of work to catch up with here, then return to Damascus Sunday for a short return visit.
Just in case any of you out there cared.
Lille, London, the art of global conquest
I’m in Lille, in northern France, where I’m teaching a two-week course on Transitional Justice at the city’s Institut des Etudes Politiques (Sciences-Po). It seems like hard work but the students all seem strongly engaged in the topic, which is good.
And I’ve been running around quite a bit over the past couple of weeks… London., Wales, Dorset, and now Lille. Where Bill and I are in an apartment in the middle of a sometimes unnervingly Corbusieresque cityscape… We look out of the windows at extensive, sloping roofscapes clad in metal, boxy apartment blocks clad in metal… a whole swathe of the view brutally clad in the same, with beyond it some hints of an older city and beyond that again, trees, countryside.
However, the city also has an incredibly efficient metro system: sprightly, two-car trains that zip around town with great frequency and rapidity. Only after a day or two did I discover they are completely driverless. In mounting one, the rider puts herself at the mercy of a machine, and becomes perhaps also a part of that machine herself.
H’mmm.
Anyway, before leaving London, I did write nearly the whole of a post for JWN about some exhibits I saw in London. Just now, I tried to finish that post up. So even though there’s been a delay of some days in posting it, let me put it in here:
Continue reading “Lille, London, the art of global conquest”
London, Coventry, (Oxford)
I haven’t posted much here lately… Mostly because I’ve been busy catching up with old friends and colleagues here in England, and also traveling around a little and meeting some interesting new people.
Tuesday night I had dinner with my niece Rachel Clements, who’s what the Brits call an “A&E” doctor (what Americans call an ER doc.) Rachel is extremely smart, fit, and fearless: she works with the London Helicopter Emergency Medical Service, rushing around London in a chopper to rescue people in extremely dire straits … Well, they only use the chopper in the daytime. At night, she rushes around in a car with the paramedic on the team driving her. And okay, though I said ‘rushing around’, she did tell me over a great Italian dinner that a lot of the time on her shifts is spent waiting for the next call.
It was great to reconnect with Rachel, and really interesting to hear her talking with conviction and self-understanding about the challenges of her work, how she deals with the tough emotions it induces, and so on.
I told her how much I admire her, and admire the fact that she actually is out there, every day, saving lives, while as for the rest of us– ?
I would like to think that what I do might help to prevent future wars and all the suffering and death that wars always, without exception, bring in their train… But to be honest our track record in preventing the past ones has been really, really poor.
What more can we do to prevent the launching of a US war-of-choice against Iran?
We’re coming up to the fourth anniversary of launching the war-of-choice against Iraq, and I’m planning to write something to mark that occasion. A good time to reflect.
And later in the year, we’re coming up to the 40th anniversary of Israel’s launching of the ‘pre-emptive’ war of 1967 that set in train 40 years of rule-by-military-occupation over Golan and Palestine…
Anyway, yesterday I came to Coventry, in the heart of England,. where I spent the afternoon teaching a class for Prof. Andrew Rigby, the Director of the Centre for Peace & Reconciliation Studies at Coventry University. I talked mainly about my work on the Amnesty After Atrocities book, the conclusions I had drawn from it, etc. The student body was amazing! About two dozen of them, nearly all overseas students, with a very broad range of life experiences and all very articulate, thoughtful, and smart. It seems like an amazing center they have here.
Andrew’s on the editorial board of Peace News, too.
Today I’m returning to London via Oxford, where I’m having lunch with Avi Shlaim, at St. Antony’s College.
Thoughts on traveling to London
1. Israel the microcosm
The day before yesterday, in the evening, I went to bed in Cairo.
We woke at 1 a.m., in time to catch a ‘graveyard shift’ flight to
Frankfurt, arriving at breakfast time. Bill headed over to
Prague; our friend Brantly who had been visiting us in Cairo headed
home to Virginia; and I came to London, arriving before noon.
Traveling as we did so (relatively) easily between these countries, and
traversing as we had to the numerous movement-control barriers they maintain–
generally at or near their international airports, or international
borders– I suddenly had a vivid sense that the extremely discriminatory
and damaging movement-control systems Israel maintains in the land it
controls in the West Bank and Gaza may well (and quite rightly) be
criticized by the good, liberal citizens of the rich countries of the
west… But actually, the international order over which these
same western citizens preside is also, itself, in many ways just
a larger version of the system Israel has maintained in the occupied
territories.
Consider this:
Returning to Damascus
Yesterday, I came by car from Amman to Damascus. (And no, I
didn’t undergo any life-changing experiences along the way.) I had told
my friends in Damascus that I’d be here by about 11 a.m.
yesterday. But since I didn’t leave my hotel in Amman till around
8 a.m., that was wildly optimistic. I came by share-taxi from the
Abdali bus- and taxi-station in downtown Amman. It took a
bit of time to find a car to Amman that was close to filling up with
passengers, but finally I bought two seats in a car to fill the
complement and we set off from there at around 9:40.
The road out of the ever-increasing reaches of Amman was
undistinguished, but fairly fast along a good highway. Then we
headed north, arriving at the Jordanian side of the border about an
hour later. There wasn’t too much of interest along the
road. But it had rained some over the past two weeks so at least
there was a bit of green in the median strip and along the roadsides,
making a nice contrast with the dun-colored sand and rock of the
surrounding arid hills. We did pass two or three very new-looking
university campuses along way: the Hashemiya University, the Al-
al-Bayt university, etc. And of course the numerous turn-offs to
various other Jordanian towns and towards the Iraqi border. I
watched to see if I could see any noticeable military supply trucks
barrelling along to Iraq, but failed to.
A few random notes from Cairo
1. We’re staying in “Garden City”, a portion of the near-downtown that used to be filled with very gracious 1930s-style Art Deco homes. Now, few of those remain, and they’re dwarfed by massive and nearly all very ugly concrete tower blocks. The ugliest by far is the ghastly, 15-story block-house of the (new-ish) US Embassy, whose builders apparently made no attempt whatsoever to take into account any esthetic considerations. Luckily, we can’t see it from the window. When I do my morning yoga workout I look out of our 10th-floor window and can see some little peeks of the Nile, some fascinating scenes in the shanties built atop some of the lower buildings around, a few Art Deco gems, and some really precarious high-rise construction underway.
2. From here, I can walk almost anywhere I want. Yesterday, Bill and I walked to the mosque of Sayeda Zeinab. She was a grand-daughter of the Prophet and is supposedly entombed there. The two youngish (male) guardians of the women’s side of the mosque tried to rip me off so I didn’t hang around. Instead, Bill and I walked through the amazing street market down the side of the mosque. Note to self: next time try to get some audio of the incredible street-barkers there.
3. Today I walked along to the Egyptian Medical Union and interviewed the former Muslim Brotherhood spokesperson– and current “Guidance Committee” member– Dr. Issam al-Arian. (More, later.)
4. Friday, I got my best-ever score at One-Minute Perquackey. It was 4,350. On to 5,000…
5. Last night we watched the amazing Indian movie “Earth”, by Deepa Mehta. It was about the Partition of India in 1947 and was (very loosely) based on a book called “Cracking India” that I read several years ago. It’s a gut-wrenching look at what happens inside a mixed, Muslim-Hindu-Sikh-Parsee, group of friends in Lahore as Partition approaches. Some aspects of it I think Mehta didn’t get quite believably– mainly, the fact that all the members of this group of friends seemed to participate in it only as monads, and didn’t have much discernible life at all outside it… they just sat around talking all day. But some aspects I think s/he got brilliantly; mainly, the way friends can turn on each other “on a dime” once the cancer of divisiveness and sectarianism takes root. Of course, watching it at the same time that we know a very similar form of ethnic cleansing is underway in Iraq made it even more horrific.
6. Earlier this evening we had a Quaker meeting for worship here, with just two of us taking part. Bill isn’t a Quaker so it was me and one other person, the guy who lives here and whose name is listed as the “contact person” for Quakers in Cairo in all relevant directories. We sat together for just about an hour and then joined Bill for dinner. It felt good to re-center as a Quaker. As I sat I thought a bit about how much I love my home Quaker Meeting (congregation) and all the people in it; how much I’ve learned from them and how much they sustain me. I thought about the Quakers I’ve worshiped with in South Africa and Rwanda, and about all the many Quaker Churches there are in East and Central Africa, and how they’re doing so much good by holding up our peace testimony in often very, very conflicted times… So being here and having a (small) Meeting for Worship right at the north of this great continent felt good. It’s going to be a busy next couple of weeks.
7. By the way, watch for an important announcement here on JWN sometime Monday.
New Year developments
May 2007 be the year in which the US citizenry and all the other peoples of the world turn significantly away from its reliance on violence of all kinds: physical violence, symbolic violence, systemic violence, and all the other quieter forms of violence.
I shall do what I can.
What else will the New Year bring?
For me, a couple of things. Firstly, copies of my most recent book, on post-atrocity policies in Africa, that are affordable enough for me to recommend it quite broadly. See the details in the box on the main JWN sidebar.
I see the book is now available from Amazon for $16.47. And from Paradigm Publishers for $24.95.
… And secondly: I’ll be traveling to the Middle East and Europe for three months. I’ll be in the Middle East, based in Cairo but traveling around a bunch, for five weeks starting February 1. Then I’ll be in northern Europe, based in London, from March 6 through the end of April. Oh, with a quick gig in Tokyo at the end of March. (Burning too much jet-fuel. Bad Helena.)
But actually if any of you in the ME or northern Europe can figure out some interesting and/or remunerative speaking gigs for me while I’m there, please let me know. I’m still putting my schedule together and can see I definitely need to do more to get the expenses of these travels covered.
Also, I’d love it if any of you feel moved to write a review of the atrocities book someplace and/or generally find ways to make it better known?
Thanks!
Travel, conference, disutility of war
The conference in Amman on nonviolent leadership was incredibly moving and absorbing. So much so that I didn’t get a moment to blog for most of that time.
I’m on my way back home (Atlanta airport.) As I get back into reading the news more closely I have– not surprisingly– been having some big thoughts on the disutility of war and other forms of state violence. The situations in Iraq and Palestine are both quite tragic and completely illustrative of this…
But surely, it is time for us all to go out quite explicitly in public and say: Military violence doesn’t “work”… There has to be– indeed, there is– a much better way to build a more secure world.
Anyway, I’m still pretty tired now. I’ll try to get some lengthier, more analytical posts up here in the days ahead…
UNU conference in Amman
The conference is totally awesome. Today we heard an Indian Gandhi scholar called Dr GK Prasad talk about Gandhi’s legacy; veteran US civil rights activist Michael Simmons talk about Martin Luther King Jr; Cathy Gormley-Heenan from INCORE and the University of Ulster talk about leadership in the peace process in Northern Ireland; Vasu Gounden, the Exec. Director of the African Center for Constructive Resolution of Disputes (ACCORD) talk about his organization’s peacemaking work in DRC and Burnudi; and Ramesh Thakur, the Vice-Rector of the UN University talk about “UN Peace Keeping Operations: Successes/Constraints/Challenges”
It was an incredible feast, both intellectual and inspirational. We were going from 8 a.m. until about 10:30 p.m., so I’m too beat to write more. Tomorrow I’m running the afternoon session along with a (new) friend from Christian Peacemaker Teams called Jan Benvie, who’s here for the four days of the conference between serving in Hebron in southern Palestine, and Suleimaniyah in northern Iraq. After we got back to our hotel this evening, she and I worked some more on what we’re going to do with the session.
More details tomorrow or Monday– or whenever I regain some energy…