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Canadians are supposedly choosing to boycott travel to the US now. I include that "supposedly" because most Canadians were probably not going to travel to the US anyway. But if people want to think of somewhere other than Florida, Arizona, or Las Vegas for their vacations, that's all to the good.

For my part, I'm not planning my limited and precious travel time around the political situation. 

I've been planning a special trip for more than a year. We signed up for Aeroplan credit cards and got all the airfare covered with points (and paid zero interest). I have Airbnbs booked in three cities. Flights and accommodations are all nonrefundable. Most importantly, we're visiting places that are very resonant and important to us. There's no way I'm cancelling any of it.

On the agenda: music, history, baseball, and food. The Bob Dylan Center, the Woody Guthrie Centre, the American Jazz Museum, the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum. Baseball in two historic parks we've never been to, including one Red Sox game. The Cahokia Mounds State Historic Site, right outside St. Louis! All this and Kansas City barbecue and Stroud's, a restaurant I've wanted to visit since reading about it in the 1990s! (Possibly even in the late 1980s.)

This is our first trip other than to visit family since moving to BC. I'm not counting exploring Vancouver Island places. I love this beautiful island, but it doesn't count as travel to me. 

We leave in late April and of course I'll be blogging. 

Canada is in the throes of a massive patriotic lovefest, pushing back against the expansionist rhetoric pouring out of the White House. I often marvel at the fearfulness and timidity of most Canadians, but in this case, the fear is warranted. (Although living in a permanent state of anxiety will not help!)

Canadians are exhorting each other to "buy Canadian" and eschew products imported from the US. Everyone is sharing lists, apps, and information (whether correct or not) on the differences between "made in Canada," "produced in Canada," and (if you look really closely) a random Maple Leaf that means absolutely nothing. It's everywhere in the media; you certainly don't need me to tell you about it. 

Naturally I'm all for resisting the US government. I've been doing that all my life. And I absolutely understand the urgency. But the rah-rah-Canada chest-thumping is disturbing. Just four years ago, the country was deeply grieving, after the revelations that hundreds of children's graves had been found at the sites of former residential "schools" [sic]. The horrific news caused many Canadians to grapple with the country's real history -- as opposed to what they were taught growing up, or what they believed when they emigrated -- for the first time.

No more of that. You can be sure that this July 1, it will be all Maple Leafs all the time. Reconciliation has been pushed aside, forgotten. We're back to the standard Canadian superiority, scorning the US, holding up Canada as a model nation. Canada is oh-so-wonderful again.

I grew up believing that nationalism, a universal danger, was separate and distinct from patriotism, love of one's country. Somewhere along the way, that formula no longer made sense to me. The distinction seems to be only one of degree. Degrees are important, but if the principle is wrong -- this group of people is more important and more worthy than that group of people -- then it's wrong.

Looking at the world as a whole, in this era, Canada is a very good place to live -- for most people. There are many positives. Canada could be a great country, but it chooses not to. In a country as wealthy as Canada, poverty, hunger, homelessness, and the fear of homelessness, should all be nonexistent. Yet these conditions are rampant. Yes, not as much, porportionately, as they are in the US. And exactly how does that help Canadians trying to feed their families and keep a roof over their heads? 

Our governments -- the ones we freely choose to elect -- are beholden to the banks and the shareholders, rather than the people who elect them. And how can Canada be a great country when The Indian Act still exists? When some humans living on "reserves" don't have clean drinking water?

"Better than the US" has always been too low a bar, but these days, how can Canadians even think that's enough?

The US electoral system prevents the US from electing anything other than Democrats, who are useless at best, and Republicans, who are monsters. (Many Democrats are monsters, too.) The campaign finance system, the electoral college, large-scale voter suppression, mass incarceration, the gargantuan military budget, elections run by paid advertisements, black-box voting -- all these factors, and more, stand between Americans and a decent government. 

The Canadian system is not perfect and a proportional electoral system is long overdue. But in the aggregate, it's a much more democratic system. Yes, it's first-past-the-post, so up to half the voters in any riding are not represented with a seat in Parliament. But compare the size of a riding -- an electoral district -- to a state! Then compare all the other factors, including that there are more than two viable parties. On both the federal and the provincial levels, Canadian governments are much more responsive to voters than their US counterparts -- exponentially so. 

Canadians can do so much better. 

One happy byproduct of the tariff and 51st-state war of words is that Trump's lunacy may have saved us from a Conservative government under Canada's own brand of would-be fascism, Pierre Poilievre. I don't relish the thought of another Liberal government, and I'm certainly voting NDP -- in our riding, it's Blue or Orange, anything else is a wasted vote -- but PP is truly hard-right by Canadian standards, and an idiot to boot. In choosing Carney as Party Leader, the Liberals have finally unmasked themselves as the Party of the Banking Industry. Carney will do little to stem the rightward tide, but I'll take that over a tidal wave.

And in case you're wondering, I absolutely would prefer an NDP government led by Jagmeet Singh over either of these alternatives. Exactly none of your arguments against this makes any sense.

I've written many times about my views on the practice of shunning certain art or entertainment based on the morals or habits of the creator. In short, I don't do it. I want to experience all the creativity the world has to offer. I only wish I could experience more of it. I don't filter my likes and dislikes through a screen of moral judgement.

Of course there are actions so heinous that knowledge of them could spoil any potential enjoyment, especially if the art isn't all that interesting in the first place. I'm not interested in oil paintings by Herr Hitler. I seldom enjoy stand-up comedy, so if a comedian's work is racist or sexist, it's incredibly easy for me to avoid it. But how Picasso or Woody Allen treated the women in their lives is irrelevant to me. Art and artist are not the same thing.

Imagine how this attitude was put to the test when I discovered that one of my writing heroes was antisemitic!

George Orwell and antisemitism

One of my life goals is to read everything published by my top three writing heroes: Charles Dickens, John Steinbeck, and George Orwell. Steinbeck: done. Dickens: three or four novels to go. Orwell is the easiest, since he died young, and didn't produce 1,000-page tomes.

Recently I decided to move this project forward a bit. In Powell's, I found the three Orwells I had left to read: Down and Out in Paris and London, Coming Up For Air, and A Clergyman's Daughter. I started with Down and Out, the literary and political godparent of Barbara Ehrenreich's brilliant exposé of labour and poverty, Nickel and Dimed.

Imagine my surprise in finding the book laden with antisemitism! Yikes! Hideous caricatures, disgusting descriptions, all completely gratuitous. DAOIPAL was published in 1933. In those times, it was very common to identify people by their ethnicity. "A little Hindu man was...," "the Pole was...". Today, that reads as lazy and shallow, but those types of references in DAOIPAL are not especially offensive. Except for Jews. And wow, is it ever a big exception. 

As far as I know, this is found only in DAOIPAL, Orwell's first book, written when he was 30. Later in life, he had many close friends who were Jewish, he worked with Jewish editors and publishers, and more importantly, pressed the British government to give refuge to all Jews fleeing Nazi Germany. He was vocally opposed to the Third Reich's antisemitic policies, long before revelations of the death camps. So that's all good.

However, I've read that Orwell's letters -- which I plan to read -- are also laced with his private antisemitism. Ian Bloom, writing in The Jewish Chronicle considers "The Ever-Present Antisemitism of George Orwell":

Admirers of Orwell (among whom I count myself) have long been troubled by the strain of casual and perhaps not-so-casual antisemitism found in his published work, diary entries and private letters, especially in the 1930s. The almost schizophrenic contrast between his authorial hostility to these anonymous, nameless “Jews”, identified only by their religion, and his long friendships with individual Jewish publishers (Victor Gollancz and Fred Warburg) and writers (Arthur Koestler, T.R. (Tosco) Fyvel, Julian Symons, Jon Kimche, Evelyn Anderson and others) remains puzzling.

Bloom offers some cultural and literary perspective, reminding readers that antisemitism was rampant in British culture and common among its writers.

Literary antisemitism was the norm in England until relatively recently. If they mention Jews at all, most major 19th-century English novelists described unattractive stereotypes. Perhaps George Eliot is the shining exception, as is EM Forster in the next century. But Graham Greene, JB Priestley, Evelyn Waugh and Anthony Powell are all “guilty”, while HG Wells, Saki, GK Chesterton and Hilaire Belloc are positively odious. As for the poets, TS Eliot and Ezra Pound are simply vile. This then was the context, the prevailing milieu, when Orwell was serving both his literary and political apprenticeship in the 1930s. There was a prevailing hostility towards Jews in both spheres. If, like me, you expected better, even then, from the young Orwell, you’d be disappointed.

Unfortunately, on Bloom's list of examples, he includes Orwell's views on Zionism: that it is nationalist and colonialist, and that Zionists are the equivalent of white settler colonists. In other words, Orwell understood Zionism for what it is. If Bloom considers this view antisemitic, then I'm not sure how much I trust his thoughts on this topic. Was Orwell's antisemitism "ever present", or did he outgrow it?

Orwell: antisemitism as an irrational neurosis

Researching this post, I discovered that Orwell was actually concerned with antisemitism as a social evil, and tried to understand its ubiquity and its causes.

In "Orwell and Antisemitism: Towards 1984," Melvyn New writes:

In 1943 Orwell was deeply concerned with antisemitism as a social problem in England; in 1944-45 he seems as much concerned with its abstract nature. An "As I Please" column (11 February 1944), for example, begins with the statement that his review of two books on the persecution of the Jews had brought the "usual wad of antisemitic letters," which, he says, "left me thinking for the thousandth time that this problem is being evaded even by the people whom it concerns most directly". Orwell begins with his earlier insight into the problem: that the objective existence of "disagreeable Jews" is hardly the true cause of the prejudice.

Obviously the charges made against Jews are not true. They cannot be true, partly because they cancel out, partly because no one people could have such a monopoly of wickedness. . . . The official left-wing view of antisemitism is that it is some thing "got up" by the ruling classes in order to divert attention away from the real evils of society. The Jews, in fact, are scapegoats.

The problem is, however, that pointing out this fact does not do away with the problem, "one does not dispose of a belief by showing that it is irrational." To argue in this way or to remind people of Nazi persecutions is to no avail: "If a man has the slightest disposition towards antisemitism, such things bounce off his consciousness like peas off a steel helmet."

Orwell, the pragmatic observer, calls for a "detailed enquiry into the causes of antisemitism," why Jews rather than another minority are "picked on," and what Jews are the scapegoat for. Significantly, he denies an economic cause, or that "sensible" people are immune, and concludes: "Clearly the neurosis lies very deep, and just what it is that people hate when they say that they hate a non-existent entity called 'the Jews' is still uncertain. And it is partly the fear of finding out how widespread antisemitism is that prevents it from being seriously investigated". In a very real sense, Orwell is raising the question he will raise again in 1984: "I understand how; I do not understand why?" [Quotes are from The Collected Essays, Journalism and Letters of George Orwell.]

Although it pained me to see the antisemitism in DAOIPAL, I appreciated seeing this even more. Every human, every one of us, has bigotry. Not everyone admits it, examines it, and rejects it.

The little matter of the list

Discovering antisemitism in DAOIPAL wasn't the first time I had to grapple with some disturbing facts about George Orwell. In 2003, The Guardian published what is now referred to as "Orwell's List". Orwell "named names": he cooperated with British authorities by producing a list of people that he felt were security risks because of their ties to the Soviet state.

This news elicited a wide spectrum of reaction among progressive thinkers and writers, from Alexander Cockburn denouncing Orwell as despicable and no longer worth reading, to Christopher Hitchens brushing it off as trivial. The Wikipedia article "Orwell's list" includes a round-up of reaction. 

It must be noted that the people whose names Orwell supplied to the British secret intelligence force weren't blacklisted. They weren't fired from positions, their careers ruined. The list comprised people deemed unsuitable to be part of a counterintelligence operation because of their close ties to the Soviet state. That's an important distinction.

The writer Bernard Crick writes that Orwell "did it because he thought the Communist Party was a totalitarian menace. He wasn't denouncing these people as subversives. He was denouncing them as unsuitable for a counter-intelligence operation."

Historian John Newsinger called Orwell's List "a terrible mistake on his part, deriving in equal measure from his hostility to Stalinism and his illusions in the Labour government. What it certainly does not amount to, however, is an abandonment of the socialist cause or transformation into a footsoldier in the Cold War. Indeed, Orwell made clear on a number of occasions his opposition to any British McCarthyism, to any bans and proscriptions on Communist Party members (they certainly did not reciprocate this) and any notion of a preventive war. If he had lived long enough to realise what the IRD was actually about there can be no doubt that he would have broken with it." (Given that the IRD produced propaganda, Newsinger's assumption is undoubtedly correct.)

I tend to agree with Crick and Newsinger. How much of that is rationalization, I cannot say. One could say I'm rationalizing all of it. Orwell was once antisemitic, but later repudiated it. Orwell named names, but he thought he was doing the right thing at the time, and the people on his list weren't blacklisted or ruined. It's rationalization -- and it's also true.

Why I read

So, knowing this, how could Orwell still be one of my greatest writing heroes? The answer is simple. I deeply love his work, and he was human. 

George Orwell used his writing to fight totalitarianism, to denounce the hypocrisy of the ruling class, to champion workers, to champion socialism, to make us think more critically about capitalism. He cared deeply about justice. Like Woody Guthrie's guitar, Orwell's typewriter killed fascists. His writing is elegant, evocative, sparse, vivid. For me, his writing style is perfection. He was one of history's greatest essayists. 1984 is one of the greatest and most enduring books in the English language. The man who wrote that book was not perfect. He was human.

Revolutionary thought of the day:

"I think real folk stuff scares most of the boys around Wahsington. A folk song is what's wrong and how to fix it, or it could be whose hungry and where their mouth is, or whose out of work and where the job is or whose broke and where the money is or whose carrying a gun and where the peace is -- that's folk lore and folks made it up because they seen that the politicans couldn't find nothing to fix or nobody to feed or give a job of work."

Woody Guthrie, in a 1940 letter to Alan Lomax, quoted in Woody Guthrie: A Life by Joe Klein

Where is the resistance? 

My question is not "where is the outrage, why is no one resisting," and so forth.

There is always resistance. I know it's out there. It must be happening. But who is organizing what and where -- that's not visible from a distance.

Looking at mainstream media, we have the usual "hundreds rally", or overviews of one or two Democrats and a scattering of judges.

In the socialist and anarchist media, workers are always rising. The world is always on the brink of a workers' revolution. One fine day they might be right, but they are certainly not a barometer of anything.

I'm also not talking about the so-called #Resistance^TM. The Democrats are ciphers. Utterly absent. Kamala Harris has disappeared. A blatant and obvious reminder that Democrats gonna Democrat: Party Über Alles.

Some Republican voters are apparently angry -- and this is important. Will our side understand the imperative to work with disgruntled conservatives? Or are we too consumed with anger and blame to welcome temporary allies wherever we find them? If Trump and Musk are to be stopped, it will take the active participation of non-fascist Republicans. 

Simple Sabotage Field Manual, a DIY resistance guidebook published by the OSS (precursor of the CIA) in 1944, is the number one search and download on Project Gutenberg. So there's that.

I've been wondering if some federal workers are planning a general strike. Talking on Signal or Discord, forming groups and coalitions. They wouldn't even have to risk their lives by demonstrating in the streets. They could simply stay home. A mass sick-out.

It could build from something barely noticeable to massive over the course of a workweek. 

It could include all federal workers. Office workers. Lawyers. Lab workers. Tech writers. Accountants. Kitchen workers. System analysts. Mailroom staff. Janitors. Statisticians. It should (but of course it wouldn't) include defense workers, contractors, secret service guards.  

Staying home as an act of resistance. Musk wants fewer federal workers, let's see what happens without them.

And then -- in my fantasy -- with federal workers showing the way, we could see a widespread general strike, calling for Trump's impeachment, arrest, prosecution, and sentencing. 

Why the hell not. Every action begins with an idea. Every idea begins with a dream.

Of course it would violate Rule Number One of all serious activism. Has the groundwork been laid? Have coalitions been built? Are people prepared? I'm guessing no, no, and no.

But this is an emergency. Maybe it has to happen organically. Maybe the rules don't apply. 

Or maybe it is happening. 

How can I support? 

I haven't been able to write anything coherent about what's happening in the US. All I have is a jumble of disconnected thoughts and emotions. Mostly I push them aside, needing to focus on work, union, and family. 

I guess this is a What's Happening in the US Brain Dump. I'm not even going to try to weave it into an essay. Even this brain dump has been sitting in drafts for more than a week.

* * * * 

Last night, a friend and I had our regular semi-monthly video call. This friend works for the federal government, and is queer. They are also really smart: they are leaving the country. 

As soon as our call started, I said: when are you leaving? I said, please don't wait. And we agreed: they won't be one of those families who waited just too long, not reading the signs around them, and were trapped to a horrific fate. The Jewish families who could have left Nazi Germany, but waited too long.

The words that I find myself repeating again and again: we don't know how far this will go. We don't know how far this will go.

Because these people do not respect the rule of law. 

That's the bottom line. 

They do not respect the rule of law, the Constitution, the checks and balances. Throughout my lifetime, throughout United States history, those safeguards, those imperfect systems, have been stretched, frayed, twisted, corrupted. They have been abused and misused. But they have still existed. They have endured. Now we see the final death throes. This putsch does not recognize any boundaries. As my friend said, no guard rails. 

I loathe hearing and reading "we will get through this". Who is we in that sentence? A comfortable middle-class (or above) income, a cis/hetero family, white skin, may get you through it. Just because you're not being rounded up, your kids aren't in cages, you're not being called vermin, your family is safe: "we'll get through this"? Fuck you. 

I'm a Jew. I know in my bones that we don't always get through this. 

And even worse: Jewish people who defend this. Jewish people who care about Israel more than humanity. My loathing for those people knows no bounds.

I remember being shocked and so angry to learn that in some states, after a law is declared unconstitutional, the state keeps the laws on the books and continues to enforce it. A rogue state, if you will. Now we have a rogue nation.

Which is the other thing I keep asking. When will the nations of the world treat the US for it is, a rogue nation? That there no longer exists the US the ally. The US is North Korea. Iran. And Russia, perhaps literally. 

With the Orwellian pronouncement that Ukraine started the "war" with Russia -- 1984 come to reality -- maybe this has begun. Maybe "allies" are re-thinking.

The sight of Elon Musk in the Oval Office shocked me and turned my stomach. 

Living in a country where the economy is so intertwined with the US's brings that home faster. It's easy to talk about a trade war. It's harder to talk about an actual war. Canada has the world's largest supply of fresh water. Water is more valuable than oil. Where will that go?

De-regulation, unchecked capitalism, the revoking of what's left of a social safety net. Neocolonialism; corporate colonialism.

Mass incarceration, voter suppression, fraudulent elections. Bush v Gore. 

The constant disinformation, an Orwellian world where white so-called Christian men are victims, and attempts at inclusion are enemies of the state. 

Solidarity with persecuted Afrikaners. 

The Gulf of Mexico, Panama, Gaza. 

Crippling economics are met with scapegoating, and now round-ups. 

The endless war with shadowy intent, a shifting landscape of enemies.

The racism, both wide and deep, stoked into fury by the advent of a Black POTUS. 

Media amplifying the messages 24/7, broadcasting fiction and fantasy disguised of news. (If you doubt this, watch Fox News if you can stand it, or read Naomi Klein's Doppelganger if you can't.)

No conventional forms of protest are effective. No demonstration, no letter-writing campaign, will save Americans from this nightmare. Those forms of protest are only effective within a democracy. Or at least within a country that cares about world opinion. Or at least a country where sanctions can be brought to bear. Or at least. I don't know what.

These are the best movies and series I watched in 2024, in no particular order.

Five stars: the best of the best

Ripley
This latest adaptation of Patricia Highsmith's novel The Talented Mr. Ripley is not to be missed. Visually seductive, almost unbearably suspenseful, it's the Ripley adaptation to make you forget all others. Andrew Scott's portrayal of Tom Ripley is bone chilling -- so mesmerizing that the viewer forgets whose side you're supposed to be on. And with eight episodes to delve into the story, it really does justice to the novel. 

Poor Things
This quirky social satire swept me away. It's hilarious, deeply moving, and brilliantly biting. Through the "naif discovers the world" trope, it weaves an uplifting philosophy of personal autonomy, self-created identity, love without possession or control, and the basic humanity and equality of all people, all wrapped in inventive steampunk design. Emma Stone's performance as Bella Baxter is one for the ages. Along with last year's "Everything Everywhere All At Once," I want to re-watch this, and will probably get more out of it. 

May December
Funny, sad, and uncomfortable in all the right ways, this drama inspired by real events sends your reactions flip-flopping -- and leaves you questioning each flip and flop. It's a thoughtful and nuanced portrayal of a difficult subject, something you believe to be clear-cut: you want it to be black-and-white, but it just refuses to be so. Thought-provoking and surprising.

Tell Me Who I Am (2019)
This documentary introduces twin brothers, raised in the same home. Alex lost his memory in an accident at age 18; Marcus helped him reconstruct their childhood -- or some version of it. It's impossible to say more without spoilers. The movie opens a rabbit-warren of questions about memory, reality, and our construction of the stories of our lives. It's intense, shocking, even harrowing, but ultimately hopeful. 

Barbie
I loved this movie. It was playful, funny, moving, powerful, and decidedly feminist.  

Blacklist S10
Ever since Blacklist got rid of you-know-who at the end of S8, the show deepened in emotional resonance, and James Spader turned in some of his best work of the entire show -- which is really saying something. S10 was suspenseful, sad, and stunning. I loved this series, despite its flaws, and will probably watch the whole thing again.

Slow Horses S3-S4
This British thriller about a group of misfit spies continues to do everything right. Great writing, great acting, suspense, humour, mystery, and the incredible Gary Oldman, eclipsing the other excellent performances. If you enjoy spy thrillers, don't miss this.

Killers of the Flower Moon
My expectations for this film were very high -- a movie adaptation of a great nonfiction book, Indigenous and American history, Martin Scorsese. I was not disappointed. Scorsese combines history, true-crime, mystery, romance -- greed, murder, betrayal -- into an American epic.

L.A. Confidential rewatch (1997)
I was wondering how this classic would stand up. The answer: it is one of the greatest neo-noirs of the modern era, second only to "Chinatown" (which we re-watched last year), and a truly outstanding movie of any genre. Taut, visually gorgeous, complex without being too convoluted to follow -- crisp, stinging noir-style dialogue that doesn't descend into parody -- brilliantly understated acting -- and breathtaking twists. Back in the 90s, this is the movie that sent us on a hunt to find others like it. We discovered a genre, but learned how rare movies of this caliber are.

Better Call Saul S1-S5 (full series)
I was not a fan of "Breaking Bad," and until now, I've had a strong dislike of Bob Odenkirk. I found Odenkirk in Breaking Bad unwatchable. Allan convinced me to try this series, and I'm so glad he did. Stepping out from his tiresome shtick, Odenkirk gives a brilliant, nuanced, unforgettable performance. The series transcends the crime-thriller genre, exploring the bonds of family and friendship, loyalty and betrayal, love and loneliness, our attempts to control our own lives, and the forces that make that impossible. Few shows are both suspenseful and heartbreaking. One of the very best series we've seen.

The Hateful Eight (2015)
I'm still bingeing the modern western genre, and my new interest in the films of Quentin Tarantino, sparked by "Django Unchained," made this a must-see. As you might expect from Tarantino, this movie is fast-paced, hilarious, gruesome, and meaningful. I'm glad I've acquired a taste for his over-the-top, humorous violence, like a secret language I suddenly understand. If you also understand that language, this movie is nearly perfect. Or it might actually be perfect. 

Heartstopper S1-S3 (full series so far)
This is my current favourite, heart-squeezing, tear-inducing, teen coming-of-age story. It's a celebration of love in all its many beautiful forms. Where "Sex Education" invents a world where queer kids can always be themselves, and are never bullied or rejected by anyone but maladjusted adults, Heartstopper's world is more realistic, which makes it all the more meaningful. I'm in love with Nick and Charlie's love. 

Eva Kaminker Andres was one of the very best people I have ever known. Remembering Eva, it's difficult not to be effusive. You might think I am exaggerating. I assure you, I am not.