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Conservatives may be willing to take on climate change — if you call it something else

On July 6, lightning sparked a fast-spreading wildfire in southern Oregon that’s now the largest in the country and the state’s third-largest on record. The Bootleg Fire, only recently getting contained after a period of cooler weather, has led more than 2,400 people to evacuate, destroyed at least 161 homes, and sent toxic smoke traveling across the country. The heat of the flames was so intense that it spawned a fire tornado

Drought and extreme heat have plagued the West this year, combining with a century’s worth of wildfire suppression for an unprecedented fire season. A warming planet makes these giant fires more likely, and people around the world are seeing the flames and smoke, coming months ahead of schedule, as a wake-up call. So what did locals in the largely rural, conservative parts of Oregon’s wildfire country think about the most recent conflagration? Recent reports suggest that many people living near the Bootleg Fire don’t see any connection to rising temperatures. 

For those who accept the scientific consensus around climate change, this sounds like a denial of reality. But new research suggests that many conservatives won’t link extreme weather with global warming no matter how extreme the weather gets in their backyards. Some experts argue that the phrase “climate change” has become so polarizing that you’d be better off avoiding those words altogether if you really want to address the planetary crisis.

“We get so hung up on forcing people to agree with us on the facts that I think we miss the bigger picture,” said Brianne Suldovsky, an assistant professor of communication at Portland State University. “You know, I want my conservative uncle to accept that climate science is real and valid and that humans are causing climate change. Fine, but we’ve tried that, and it’s not working.”

It’s not just conservatives who are ignoring the local evidence about their weather. It’s liberals, too. In a working paper, Suldosvky and a statistics researcher at Portland State surveyed people in Oregon, asking them if certain kinds of weather events were getting more or less frequent in their area, and more or less extreme. Then they looked at the ZIP codes that the participants lived in and compared their responses to local data on precipitation rates and temperature.

People who accepted the scientific consensus around climate change saw adverse weather events as being more frequent in their area — even when they weren’t. Likewise, people who denied climate change didn’t see extreme weather as extreme, even when it was happening right in front of them. People of all political persuasions often choose to see what they want to see.

“What is predicting people’s weather perceptions has nothing to do with their actual weather,” Suldovsky said. “It really is just whether or not they think climate change is happening, and whether or not they’re concerned about it.” Suldovsky attributes this to a mental quirk called “motivated reasoning,” a tendency people have to look for explanations to justify their preexisting conclusions, rather than weighing the evidence and drawing a conclusion. 

The Washington Post recently spoke with locals in the small towns near the Bootleg Fire and found that many conservatives aren’t talking about the overheating planet — except maybe to scoff at the idea. They tended to point the finger for the supercharged blazes elsewhere, at environmentalists who have stopped logging efforts, for example. “Now the top end of the Forest Service are a bunch of flower children,” one resident of the town of Lakeview, southeast of the fire, told the Post. “That’s what the real problem is. It’s not that much hotter. It’s environmentally caused mismanagement.”

Suldovsky grew up in a very conservative household in a rural town in Idaho, and she didn’t use to accept the science behind climate change or evolution. She remembers coming to a high school science class prepared with Bible verses, arguing with her teacher that the Earth was only 6,000 years old. Nothing would change her mind — until later on, when she discovered a love of philosophy and questioned her beliefs. She says that “shoving more information” at people, or calling them stupid or anti-science, usually backfires. 

“I deeply empathize with feeling like experts aren’t on your side, and that science isn’t on your side,” Suldovsky said. “And that position isn’t remedied by being told more science, right?”

Suldovsky recently co-authored another study, published in the journal Climatic Change, that looked at how liberal and conservative Oregonians think differently about climate change. Through surveys, she found that liberals see climate science as simple and certain, and they tend to defer to the experts on climate change, even if what scientists are saying contradicts their personal experience. On the other hand, conservatives see climate science as complex and uncertain and tend to prioritize their own life experience over expert opinion. That’s why Suldovsky recommends leveraging conservatives’ experiences when talking to them about issues related to our overheating planet (without using the words “climate change,” of course).

There’s a growing sense among some experts in communication that it’s best to avoid the phrase. The American Meteorological Society has recommended talking about more frequent floods, worsening seasonal allergies, and extreme heat without mentioning the root of the problem. Sometimes that means using a byword, like “future-proofing” or “resilience.” Other times, it means changing your argument from one focused on climate change to an issue that conservatives tend to care more about, like the economy or energy independence. That approach works better for addressing the root of the problem — reducing carbon dioxide emissions and switching to renewables.

“There are lots of things we can gather support for that … don’t necessarily require us to convince people that human-caused climate change is real,” Suldovsky said. For example, consider the 115-degree heat wave that melted streetcar cables in Portland, buckled roads in Seattle, and killed more than 1,000 in Oregon, Washington, and British Columbia. It’ll be easier to convince conservatives in the Pacific Northwest that they need to be more prepared for super-hot temperatures in the future than to get them to say that the extreme heat was linked to global warming.

There’s evidence that this approach works: Towns along the coast of North Carolina have adopted rules that restrict new construction to higher ground, mentioning “flood damage” but ignoring the hot-button topic “sea-level rise.” In the Great Plains, local governments have paved the way for bike paths and required tree planting on new developments in the name of outdoor recreation and clean air.

Suldovsky gets that the pragmatic advice to gloss over “climate change” is controversial. But in the end, she said, it’s better to get something done than to keep arguing about a mostly lost cause. 

“Do you want to prove that you’re correct, or do you want to adapt for climate change? It kind of feels like at this point, we need to choose between one or the other.”

Claims that CDC’s PCR test can’t tell COVID from flu are wrong

Claim: “CDC has just announced they will revoke the emergency use authorization of the RT-PCR tests first introduced in 2/20. … Translation: They’ve been adding flu cases to Covid cases when using that test.”

Facebook post, July 25, 2021

Posts circulating on Facebook and Instagram claim the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention will stop using its covid-19 test because it cannot differentiate between the covid virus and flu viruses.

“CDC has just announced they will revoke the emergency use authorization of the RT-PCR tests first introduced in 2/20,” reads a July 25 post, which goes on to quote from the agency’s lab directive: “CDC encourages laboratories to consider adoption of a multiplexed method that can facilitate detection and differentiation of SARS CoV-2 and influenza viruses.” It continues: “Translation: They’ve been adding flu cases to Covid cases when using that test.”

Mike Huckabee, a former Fox News host who was also a Republican presidential candidate and governor of Arkansas, similarly claimed on Facebook that the CDC test cannot tell the difference between coronaviruses and flu viruses.

A July 24 Instagram post went further: “The FDA announced today that the CDC PCR test has failed its full review. Emergency Use Authorization has been REVOKED.”

The posts were flagged as part of Facebook’s efforts to combat false news and misinformation on its news feed. (Read more about PolitiFact’s partnership with Facebook.)

We wanted to know whether there was any truth to the idea that the CDC was removing its test because it is faulty and cannot tell one virus from another. So we consulted several laboratory testing experts.

The Real Reason for Withdrawing the EUA Request

The first Facebook post we referenced quoted from and linked to a July 21 CDC laboratory alert that informed labs that as of Dec. 31 the agency would withdraw its emergency use authorization request for the CDC 2019 Novel Coronavirus (2019-nCoV) Real-Time Reverse Transcriptase (RT)-PCR Diagnostic Panel or, for short, the CDC 2019-nCoV RT-PCR.

It is standard practice for the Food and Drug Administration to issue temporary emergency use authorizations for tests and other medical products that have not yet undergone the FDA’s full approval process but need to be used in an emergency to diagnose, treat or prevent serious diseases.

The FDA issued the EUA for the CDC’s 2019-nCoV RT-PCR in February 2020. At that time, no other tests were available in the U.S. to determine whether someone had covid.

But it’s important to remember that what the CDC developed and submitted for its EUA request was not a tangible product but rather a protocol for how to test for covid, said Susan Whittier, a professor of pathology and cell biology at Columbia University Irving Medical Center. That means the CDC wrote out directions specifying which reagents were needed to test the laboratory samples for the presence of the covid virus. The CDC does not distribute covid tests.

“It’s not like they have a test that laboratories can purchase. We borrow their protocol and use the reagents that they say,” said Whittier, who recently retired as director of the clinical microbiology lab at Columbia. So withdrawing the EUA request just “means that protocol will no longer be available.”

In the lab alert, the CDC said it was withdrawing the EUA request because, rather than testing only for the covid virus, it wants labs to test people for multiple viruses simultaneously, using what is known as “a multiplexed method.” The CDC’s 2019-nCoV RT-PCR panel tests only for the covid virus.

“Such assays can facilitate continued testing for both influenza and SARS-CoV-2 and can save both time and resources as we head into influenza season,” noted the alert regarding the multiplexed method.

Dr. Christopher Polage, an associate professor of pathology at Duke University, said his take on the CDC’s message is that, because flu season is on the horizon, a patient might come in with respiratory symptoms that could be attributed to either covid or the flu. Laboratories need to start testing for both covid and various flu viruses.

But the lab alert does not mean the CDC’s test cannot differentiate between covid and the flu.

In fact, the CDC’s 2019-nCoV RT-PCR test was developed to look for the presence of a nucleic acid found only in the covid virus, said Kelly Wroblewski, director of infectious disease programs at the Association of Public Health Laboratories.

“It is not remotely accurate that the CDC test doesn’t differentiate between flu and SARS-CoV-2. It doesn’t detect influenza. It only detects SARS-CoV-2,” said Wroblewski. “If flu and covid are both circulating, you would be able to detect only SARS-CoV-2 and not flu.”

How the CDC’s 2019-nCoV RT-PCR test (or any other PCR test) works, Wroblewski said, is that primers, which are little bits of a genetic material, are used to identify specific viruses. In this case, the primer is built to identify a nucleic acid found only in the covid virus.

If the covid virus is present in the sample, the primer will attach to the virus’s nucleic acid and make many copies of it. A chemical in the test will then fluoresce, which the polymerase chain reaction, or PCR, machine will interpret as a positive result. If the covid virus is not present, the primer will have nothing to attach to.

When asked about the CDC withdrawing its EUA request, FDA spokesperson Jim McKinney told us PCR tests are considered the “gold standard” for covid diagnosis. He pointed us to data that illustrated the specificity and exclusivity of the CDC’s test. That data shows test results came back negative for samples that contained similar viruses, including different types of flu and other coronaviruses.

All of this means the CDC’s 2019-nCoV RT-PCR test would not erroneously detect flu viruses. Thus, the Facebook posts’ assertions that the test cannot differentiate between covid and flu is demonstrably false.

Even though the CDC is withdrawing its EUA request for this specific test, Wroblewski pointed out, it still has an EUA for a second PCR test, a multiplex one that simultaneously tests for covid and influenza types A and B.

The FDA has issued EUAs to many laboratories and testing companies for hundreds of covid tests that use the same PCR technology the CDC uses — which experts said essentially made the CDC testing protocol moot, since similar tests will still be available.

So, while it is true the CDC is withdrawing its EUA request for its test that tests solely for covid, it is not for the reasons given by the Facebook posts. The assertion that covid case counts were inflated because the test was faulty and was counting flu cases as covid cases is false.

“They didn’t withdraw the EUA because the test wasn’t working,” said Whittier. “They just wanted people to look for other viruses as well.”

Polage agreed.

“The CDC is pulling their test ‘off the market’ as a gesture to encourage labs to use tests that include reagents (primers and probes) for both SARS-CoV-2 and Influenza so providers, labs, states, and CDC will have better data this fall and winter to estimate how much of clinical influenza-like illness is due to SARS-CoV-2 and how much is due to seasonal influenza,” Polage said in an email.

Our Ruling

Social media posts claimed the CDC was revoking its emergency use authorization request for its covid test because it couldn’t differentiate between the covid virus and flu viruses. While the CDC is withdrawing its EUA request for the 2019-nCoV RT-PCR test, it is not because the test is faulty.

Rather, it’s because the agency is concerned that, with flu season approaching, patients with respiratory illness symptoms should be screened for both the flu and covid. The patients shouldn’t be tested for covid alone, because flu cases might be missed.

The statements made in these Facebook posts are not accurate. We rate this claim False.

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Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, CDC’s Diagnostic Test for COVID-19 Only and Supplies, updated July 13, 2021

Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, CDC Diagnostic Tests for COVID-19, updated Aug. 5, 2020

Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, Lab Alert: Changes to CDC RT-PCR for SARS-CoV-2 Testing, July 21, 2021

Cleveland Clinic, COVID-19 and PCR Testing, accessed July 28, 2021

Email interview with Dr. Christopher Polage, associate professor of pathology at Duke University, July 26, 2021

Email statement from Jim McKinney, press officer at the Food and Drug Administration, July 27, 2021

Facebook post, Mike Huckabee, July 26, 2021

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Phone interview with Susan Whittier, professor of pathology and cell biology at Columbia University Irving Medical Center, July 27, 2021

Phone interview with Kelly Wroblewski, director of infectious disease programs at the Association for Public Health Laboratories, July 27, 2021

“Kevin Can F**k Himself” boss on the finale, the show’s future and the dark ending she abandoned

AMC dark-comedy drama “Kevin Can F**k Himself” has thus far followed Annie Murphy as Allison, a sitcom wife trying to get out of her sexist and abusive reality, and culminated in a shocking twist on Sunday’s finale. The brightly colored, multi-camera sitcom world of the show finally comes crashing down and collides with the dark, single-camera setup that’s long defined Allison and accomplice Patty’s (Mary Hollis Inboden) shared experience in the real world.

The scene in question, of course, is the final scene of the season, when Allison’s long-time plot to murder her husband, loathsome idiot Kevin (Eric Petersen), is overheard by one of his equally loathsome and equally idiotic friends, Neal (Alex Bonifer). When Neal makes a threat on Allison’s life, Patty suddenly comes to the rescue, knocking him out. It’s only at that moment that the warm sitcom colors and inviting multi-camera dimensions of the scene suddenly transform.

“Welcome. Welcome to the real f**king world,” Valerie Armstrong, creator of “Kevin Can F**k Himself,” describes the scene in an interview with Salon.

Finally, some accountability, and finally, some reality for the men of the show who have been allowed to never grow up because they’ve been “given the benefit of the doubt” all their lives, Armstrong says. Well, no more.

Read the rest of Armstrong’s interview in which she discusses the finale, a potential second season, vindicating female rage, developing the intricacies of Kevin’s abuses of Allison, and rethinking everything we were taught to see as funny.

The following interview has been lightly edited for length and clarity.

Critics have praised this show as validation of years of female rage. Was that your intention? When you were writing characters like Kevin, Neal, and his whole obnoxious squad, did you feel like you were channeling your own rage?

Yes! So, I first described the show after I wrote it as my little feminist bit of rage, actually. I was an assistant, no one was asking me to write anything. No one was even reading what I was writing. So it really came out of a place, not of me pitching it around — I wrote it on my own for free because it was something I felt I had to say.

Let’s talk about that shock finale ending. It’s ominous how the final scene transitions so suddenly from the sitcom setup with just Neal and Allison as he attacks her, to the dark drama setup, when Patty swoops in to save Allison’s life. How did you construct this scene? 

I was always very interested in figuring out what got through to Neal or Kevin or Pete, or anyone out of that multi-cam setup. The way I think about them is that they’re all what I call multicam catalysts. If they’re onscreen, it means we’re in a sitcom. To me, metaphorically, what that actually means is they get to walk around in a sitcom, they don’t really have to deal with the consequences of their actions. 

It’s the benefit of the doubt we give to men like that for their entire lives, everything they do is “funny,” or juvenile, because those guys get to be boys until they are 65. To me, it was a question of, what is so egregious it negates that benefit of the doubt – where even the sitcom audiences cannot laugh at it anymore, and you have to start dealing with consequences?

For the longest time actually, I’ve been working on the show for four years now, in my head, Neal died at the end of the first season. His dead body was in single-cam. But as time went on, I became less and less interested in that. First of all, I don’t enjoy a hide-the-body show; it stresses me out as a viewer. I think it’s no fun. But also, it just didn’t say as much. And then, also, we cast Alex Bonifer as Neal, and I couldn’t get rid of him — he’s so good at what he does, and the idea of seeing him in single-cam is so exciting. I loved the prospect of a Season 2, getting into him in single-cam.

The way that scene is structured, I like that at first it played as very plastic-y, and it’s still in multicam, and even when Neal is trying to get his phone back, the audience can laugh because they’re so used to seeing that sort of thing. And the way the script is written, the way our team put it together is exactly right, because the audience still laughs. Then something breaks and they laugh a little less, and then he has his hand on her throat, and no one knows what to do. That, to me, was creepy and interesting, and the minute Patty breaks the bottle over his head is like, nope, that guy has to deal with some consequences now. 

Allison doesn’t always make the best decisions, but she remains a highly sympathetic character. Was it a deliberate decision to not make her a “perfect” victim, and make her flawed and sometimes careless? 

It was, in the sense that a perfect character sounds super boring to write. Somebody who makes great decisions all the time is not someone I can relate to. And I don’t need Allison to necessarily be likable, I think that’s such a hard, weird bar to hit that’s not actually how people are. Maybe casting Annie Murphy makes her likable regardless, but I just wanted to understand her, and I so understand someone who gets in her own way, because that’s exactly what I do.

Allison never needs to make the right decision in my head. I’m certainly never telling the audience that if you’re frustrated with your husband you should kill him. I just wanted to build a character where, once you get into her psychology, her background, her insecurities, you understand why she thinks this is what she has to do.

Patty is also highly sympathetic, but not always the kindest person. How did you conceive of her, as opposed to just the stereotypical, female sidekick-best-friend?

I think of Allison and Patty as two sides of the same coin. The operating procedure behind them is how they both look at the future. For Allison, she thinks if she does everything right, follows the rules, puts in the right numbers in the equation, she’ll get what she wants. It’s true when we meet her — she thinks if she manipulates Kevin in any way she can, if she gets the new house, if she leaves this town, she’ll be happy. She’ll be satisfied.

And of course, she realizes in the pilot that’s never going to happen. Her goal changes but her mindset does not. She now thinks if she gets rid of Kevin, she’ll be done, she’ll be happy, she’ll be satisfied. This is how she works.

Meanwhile, Patty looks to the future and says, well some things could go wrong. The best you can do is make do with what you have right now, and realize it’s not going to get any better. It might get worse! So you should probably have a wad of cash that you don’t spend so if it gets worse you can fix it. I really like that those two women find each other and work together, because there’s always that conflict between them.

“Kevin Can F*k Himself” is wonderfully funny, but it’s been sparing in its happy moments. If the show returns, are we going to finally see some happiness for Allison or Patty?

That’s so funny, I never thought of it that way, that there’s a real lack of happiness! I think the moments of true happiness on this show are the ones where Allison and Patty are together. They’re just terribly afraid of expressing it. A constant thing I would tell Annie and Mary Hollis — I mean, I didn’t really have to tell them since they’re so great at their jobs — they love each other so genuinely, but it’s like, “No, you guys you’re not that happy yet! You can’t show you like each other, stop it!”

There’s this moment in Episode 6 where Allison actually makes Patty laugh as they’re walking outside a furniture store, and Patty smiles and then very quickly tries to hide it. It’s moments like that that, as a viewer, I love so much. I love two women who you don’t think would get along, getting along. That, to me, is ultimate happiness. I expect a lot more of that in Season 2, god willing.

There are so many potential simple, easy paths this show could have gone down, like Allison just running away with Sam into the sunset, or Kevin becoming a better person after his near-death experience. Has it been an intentional choice to make the show as thrilling and excruciating as it is by not going down those paths?

Absolutely. Had Allison gone off with Sam, the whole point is she’s realizing she doesn’t need a man to be happy, or she doesn’t need someone to say, “You can do better than this place.” If it was the pilot, she would have gone off with Sam immediately. But she’s changed, and gotten to this point, and is so exhausted by the end of the season that someone saying, “You can do more,” is, like, “Oh, god can’t I just be done?” 

She wants someone by her side, romantically or not. Like Patty says, if you’re broken, stay broken. And that to me is definitely a harder path than just running off with a man who’s like, “Come, I’ll take care of you, I’ll fix you.” It’s so much harder to say, “Maybe I don’t need to be fixed, man.”

Onscreen portrayals of abuse have been changing and becoming more complex, and less graphically violent. Kevin is undoubtedly an abuser, but more so an emotional abuser. Why did the show decide not to depict Kevin as physically abusive toward Allison? 

I loved the idea that this show asks you to reexamine things and behaviors that you thought were innocuous, like when Allison says to Patty in Episode 4, “Kevin did this terrible thing, and you watched him and laughed.” Patty says, “It seemed harmless.” That’s the thesis of the show to me, to look at Kevin’s behavior, the stuff we’ve all laughed at and been taught to think is funny, I wanted to say, no, think about that twice. Think about who we’re laughing at and why, who the butt of the joke is, why we give guys like Kevin the benefit of that audience following him around.

If we’d made him physically abusive, all nuance of that is gone. Everyone knows that’s bad, don’t do that! I’m asking you to look at some grayer behavior, and say, oh, why were we laughing?

Where did you find inspiration for the finale twist of Kevin running for local office, and his cringe-inducing campaign party attended and supported by local police?

I loved the idea that he has this near-death-experience, and maybe it would change him. We structured it to be this special episode at first – the audience laughter is quieter, he’s not making jokes the same way he usually does, and everything is a little muted. I really wanted to suggest maybe he’s changed. And then the way he takes this near-death-experience and turns it around to make it more about him and to expand his influence in that world — that to me felt like exactly what Kevin would do. He’s not a very introspective guy. Especially for the finale, I wanted this specter of, oh god, he already has this reign of terror over their house, what if it expands beyond that?

If there is a second season, what can you tell us about it?

I hope it exists! And I really love the idea of exploring Neal in single-cam, not in a way that would ever excuse what he did or forget what he did. But a lot of people have been asking, “Will we ever see Kevin in single-cam?” I can’t speak to future seasons, but as of right now, no, he gets to live in that multicam. I do think by exploring Neal in that single-camera, you might scratch a bit of that itch. That’s as much as I can say, I’m terrified about saying anything else!

The full season of “Kevin Can F**k Himself” is now streaming on AMC+.

Terrorism expert Sara Kamali on Jan. 6, white nationalism and the rise of “Vanilla ISIS”

Contrary to what many observers have suggested, Donald Trump’s attack force that stormed the U.S. Capitol on Jan. 6 was not really a “mob.” At its core was a group of terrorists who wanted to kill members of Congress they deemed to be Trump’s enemies, with the goal of nullifying the results of the 2020 presidential election. They may have come close to achieving that objective.

Likewise, as new “revelations” have shown, Trump and his allies came closer to overthrowing democracy than many among the country’s political class (and the public at large) would like to accept. The danger has not ended; the Republican coup attempt is ongoing.   

To describe Trump’s attack force as “terrorists” is better and more accurate language, but still lacks precision. What kind of terrorists were they? As Robert P. Jones, one of America’s foremost experts on religion and politics, recently told Salon, a significant number of the attackers on Jan. 6 were Christian nationalists and white supremacists:

It was remarkable to me. There were Bibles, there were crosses, there were Bible verses on signs. There were flags that said things such as, “Trump is my president, Jesus is my savior.” There were shofars being blown, not by Jews but by Christians, who were convinced they were fulfilling some prophecy by bringing Trump into office.

Perhaps the image that stuck with me the most is that there was a fair amount of attention being paid to the Confederate battle flag being marched through the Capitol building. But what did not get enough attention is that there was also the Christian flag. Many people may not be familiar with it. That flag was being marched right into the House chamber along with the Confederate flag. They were all there. There was also a big white cross being carried up the steps along with all those other banners.

I am not quite sure that the American people as a whole really understand what the coexistence of all those symbols really means. The insurrectionists are telling us who they are. They very deliberately chose those symbols. They wore them on their clothes. These were white supremacists. These were Christians. Those two groups were not fighting each other. They were marching side by side.

In an important new essay for Vanity Fair on Christian nationalism and its links to the events of Jan. 6, Jeff Sharlet describes the Christian symbols noted by constitutional attorney Andrew Seidel, author of “The Founding Myth: Why Christian Nationalism is Un-American“:

He notes the “Jericho Marchers” who blew shofars (a ram’s horn of symbolic meaning in Judaism, appropriated by Christian nationalists) around the Capitol on January 5 in a reenactment of the holy conquest depicted in the Book of Joshua; the “openly militant prayer” by evangelist and Trump official Paula White that preceded Trump’s speech the next morning, in which she called for “holy boldness” in “overturning” the enemies of Trump; the writings on that gallows erected outside the Capitol: “In God We Trust,” “God Bless the USA,” and “amen”; Michael Sparks, the first man to breach the Capitol, who did so “in JESUS NAME,” by his own account; the dozens of insurrectionists, several of them armed, who sought to sanctify the Senate chamber with a prayer to Jesus that included thanks “for allowing us to get rid of the communists, the globalists, and the traitors within our government.” 

In his testimony last Tuesday before the House select committee on the events of Jan. 6, Washington, D.C., police officer Daniel Hodges shared his personal experience with Trump’s attack force and their extremism, violence and zealotry.

“I saw the Christian flag directly to my front,” Hodges said. “Another read, ‘Jesus is my savior, Trump is my president.’ … Another, ‘Jesus is king’ …. “Even during this intense contest of wills, they sought to convert us to their cult. One man shouted, ‘We all just want to make our voices heard, and I think you feel the same. I really think you feel the same.'”

Hodges also told the committee, “It was clear the terrorists perceive themselves to be Christians, … One of them came up to me and said, ‘Are you my brother?'” Hodges also described the battle at the Capitol on Jan. 6 as a “white nationalist insurrection.”

Ultimately, the attack on the Capitol, like Trump’s neofascist movement more generally, was part of a white supremacist, Christian nationalist holy war against America’s multiracial democracy, secular society, pluralism, the Constitution and the rule of law. Trumpists truly believe themselves to be a on a mission for God.

Many observers have described white right-wing militant Christian extremists and other Trump-led and inspired neofascist terrorists as “Vanilla ISIS” or “White ISIS,” a mirror version of Islamic extremism. 

That’s a striking turn of phrase, but is the description accurate? Does it obscure more than it reveals? What specifically do white supremacist and other right-wing terror movements have in common with the most militant forms of Islam? How are they different?

In an attempt to answer these questions, I recently spoke with Sara Kamali, a senior fellow at the Centre for Analysis of the Radical Right and author of the new book “Homegrown Hate: Why White Nationalists and Militant Islamists Are Waging War against the United States.”

In this conversation Kamali explains how the events of Jan. 6 must be understood within a broader context of the history of white nationalism and white supremacist violence in the United States. She explains that white supremacists and other right-wing terrorists share a common fantasy and motivation with militant Islamists, such as a desire to overthrow the existing social order and to return to a fictive “golden age” when people like them ruled uncontested.

Kamali also highlights how white supremacists and Christian nationalists (two groups with significant overlap) as well as militant Islamists create and then elevate “martyrs” as a means of justifying further violence in service to their cause. She concludes by warning that white nationalism is a grave threat to the future of American democracy and the country’s stability, prosperity and society more broadly.

Given all that is happening — with the aftermath of Jan. 6, ascendant neofascism, right-wing terrorism and violence and the assault on the democracy and pluralistic society — how are you feeling?

It is through conversations such as this that we will be able to bring more attention to problems that we as a country have struggled with since its founding. Jan. 6 must be understood within the larger context of white nationalism and systemic racism. For example, the continual struggles with voting rights are all part of this larger context as well.

Why were so many people who should have known better — the “professional smart people” and other public voices — shocked by the events of Jan. 6? That day was a celebration of a particular type of “white freedom” which is a running theme in American history.

I am not frustrated per se, but more disheartened. It is unfortunate that matters had to get so bad as seen on Jan. 6 in order to have these types of public conversations. We have been struggling with white supremacy, specifically, and white nationalism broadly — and, indeed, struggling for human rights — for decades and centuries in this country.

Given your expertise, what did you see in the events of Jan. 6?

I said to myself, “So this is when it happens.” A year or so ago I warned on Twitter that the 2020 would involve political violence. It was all a matter of when, not if. I was actually surprised that the violence on Jan. 6 was not worse. For example, there were bombs found in the vicinity of the Capitol building, but there was no mass shooting involved in the insurrection attack. On Jan. 6, I saw a manifestation and culmination of not only four years of Donald Trump’s presidency, but of centuries of minimizing white nationalist violence in the United States. It was also an example of what happens when the full context of white privilege is not addressed in our society, and when the respect and dignity that should be afforded to people of color are also consistently denied.

Why do so many reporters continue to describe Trump’s attack force as a “mob”? The events that day were premeditated. “Mob” implies something spontaneous. It is another example of these dangerous assumptions about white racial innocence.

If someone understands American history, then your use of “attack force” makes sense as a way of describing the insurrectionists on Jan. 6. However, if a person is denying the realities of systemic racism itself, let alone the interlocking systems that reproduce and reify racism, then they will not understand why the differences between “insurrection,” “attack force,” “mob” and “riot” will be important to understanding the full scope of what happened on Jan. 6.

I see Jan. 6 as a victory for the white supremacist movement in this country and the global right more generally. On that day the deranged fantasies of “The Turner Diaries” became real. The white supremacist movement also dreamed of a president like Donald Trump and the likes of Stephen Miller making public policy. On Jan. 6, neo-Confederates and other white supremacists, including Nazis and Ku Klux Klan members, overran the Capitol — and for the most part did it without suffering serious consequences or even substantial physical risk that day.

Certainly, Jan. 6 was a battle in the war to establish a white ethnostate in America. Donald Trump’s presidency was blatantly endorsed by the Ku Klux Klan’s newspaper, The Crusader. The events of Jan. 6th and Donald Trump’s presidency, more generally, were not just a backlash against President Barack Obama’s skin color. They were also part of a larger pronouncement of just how deeply entrenched white nationalism is in this country.

In simple terms, how do you explain the difference between “white supremacy” and “white nationalism”?

White supremacy is the belief that there is a white race specifically. It is also the belief in the biological, cultural and/or divine superiority of the white race. White nationalism is the political goal of white supremacy, which calls for the establishment of a white ethnostate. In accordance with this goal, people of color would be subject to genocide, extermination or segregation and subjugation.

What kinds of stories that white supremacists tell themselves about the world? How does their imaginary world cohere?

Their narrative of victimhood is based on the understanding that people of color are perpetrating violence against the white race and are a threat to the biological, cultural and religious superiority of the white race. It is also because of this notion of white supremacy, because white people believe themselves to be superior, that violence against people of color is warranted to protect the sanctity of the white race.

The same narrative of victimhood also upholds the notion that women, Jews, Muslims and, in many instances, queer Americans are also viewed as threats to the white race. “Traditional” hierarchies of gender and sexuality are often upheld within the white nationalist worldview.

Donald Trump and other leaders of the neofascist movement are now encouraging more terrorism by creating a narrative that those who “sacrifice” themselves for “the cause” are martyrs and heroes. Isn’t this similar to how militant Islamists recruit terrorists and suicide bombers?

Within both ideologies, martyrs are not only lauded but their perceived sacrifices are understood as legitimating violence, because it strengthens the narrative of needing to “defend” their respective perspectives and communities.

The martyr is thus a hero and a target from the respective points of view of both white nationalists and militant Islamists. For example, Timothy McVeigh, the co-conspirator of the 1995 Oklahoma City bombing, the deadliest terrorist attack to date by an American on U.S. soil, has long been portrayed and perceived as a martyr by many white nationalists specifically and by those within the political far right, more broadly. So too are David Lane, LaVoy Finicum and Ashli Babbitt, all of whom represent different facets and time periods of white nationalism in the U.S.

Martyrdom is often most associated with militant Islamism. While that’s true, in the American context, martyrdom is also aligned with the many religions that directly support or that are expressed as supporting white nationalism, including Wotanism, militant Mormonism and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

There is also the overlap of fighting to recreate some type of “glorious” past.

For white nationalists, there is a desire to return to the glory days of an imagined past of White America where the founders were divinely inspired to establish the United States. For areas of the world where there is a similar belief in the inherent right for the white race to establish a white ethnostate, like in parts of Europe and Australasia, there is a similar looking back to the past.

Militant Islamists desire the glorious past as they interpret it to have existed during the time of the Prophet Muhammad. What is complicated about this is that many Muslims around the world — the majority of the 2 billion Muslims around the world who are not militant — similarly look back to the same period of history with the desire to emulate it. The difference lies in their understanding of the history itself and how to implement it in the present-day context.

To draw direct parallels between white nationalists and militant Islamists, the white nationalists draw on that imagined past as inspiration for a white ethnostate. The militant Islamists want to create a global caliphate. Both ideologies, which on the surface are seemingly quite disparate from one another, essentially utilize similar imagery from the “past.”

What about the overlap between militant Islamists and many white supremacists and other members of the far right who share fantasies of an apocalypse, after which comes the rebirth of a new society?

Essentially, even though militant Islamists and white nationalists see themselves as enemies, they both support respective visions of ultimate and/or divine triumph. Imagining a final, favorable outcome is the driver and end point for many religions and beliefs within the complex constellation of white nationalism and also within militant Islamism. As pointed to earlier when discussing martyrs and martyrdom, the “end times” also play a prominent role within both ideologies. For example, not just in white nationalist evangelicalism or militant Mormonism, but also Christian Identity, Creativity, Wotanism and Odinism. And even for those on the far right who identify as agnostic or atheist, or with the label “nones,” the final triumph of the white race is similarly motivating.

Because of the post-9/11 security paradigm, militant Islamism is most associated with apocalypticism, as with the black flags of Islamic State, for example, and end-times prophecies of great battles and a showdown between good and evil within Islam. That is understood by militant Islamism to result in triumph for an exclusive set of the righteous.

As I detail in “Homegrown Hate,” not only does an understanding of the apocalypse play a large role within white nationalism, so, too, does Jesus. There are many parallels and points of overlap between white nationalism and militant Islamism that are important to understand in order to address them as worldviews, rather than dismiss them.  

What are the lessons of Jan 6. and white nationalism in the larger context of American history?

The Jan. 6 attack on the U.S. Capitol, and on democracy itself, was not a surprise. It must be a lesson in acknowledging, confronting and redressing the systemic and systematic denials of white nationalism and racism, and injustice to Americans of color. Since the founding of the United States, certain human beings have been marginalized and denied the rights afforded to them as human beings. “We the People” has been applied to a select group of people.

White nationalism was minimized, even though it was always present. It is more than a security threat — it is a threat to the social stability, economic prosperity and democracy of the United States. It is a threat to equal rights, to equity, to human rights and to environmental justice.

AOC slams “moderate” Democrats who’d rather skip town than prevent mass evictions

Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez on Sunday skewered conservative members of the House Democratic caucus who left town for vacation instead of backing an effort to extend the nationwide eviction moratorium that officially expired this weekend, leaving millions of people at imminent risk of being forced out of their homes.

“The House and House leadership had the opportunity to vote to extend the moratorium. And there was frankly a handful of conservative Democrats in the House that threatened to get on planes rather than hold this vote, and we have to really just call a spade a spade,” the New York Democrat said in an appearance on CNN Sunday morning, hours after the eviction moratorium lapsed.

“We cannot in good faith blame the Republican Party when House Democrats have the majority,” she added.

House Speaker Nancy Pelosi did just that in a series of tweets on Saturday, claiming that she “led a relentless campaign to extend the CDC eviction moratorium” only to be thwarted by the GOP.

“In an act of pure cruelty,” Pelosi wrote, “Republicans blocked this measure — leaving children and families out on the streets.”

While it’s true that House Republicans opposed prolonging the moratorium, the Democratic leadership made it easy for the GOP to sink the proposed extension by attempting to pass it via unanimous consent. With that procedure, just one Republican objection was enough to defeat the extension — and instead of going on to hold a full House vote, Democratic leaders opted to adjourn the chamber for a seven-week recess.

In a letter to her caucus on Saturday, Pelosi noted that House members are “on call” to return to Washington at any point — but she did not say she would reconvene the chamber for a vote on extending the eviction moratorium.

In her CNN interview on Sunday, Ocasio-Cortez stressed that the Biden White House also deserves blame for the lapse of the eviction reprieve, which was first implemented by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention last September and extended four times thereafter.

“The White House waited until the day before the House adjourned to release a statement asking Congress to extend the moratorium,” said Ocasio-Cortez, who accused the Biden administration of not being “forthright” about its position on the moratorium when pressed by lawmakers in recent weeks. “The House was put into, I believe, a needlessly difficult situation.”

“So, there’s a couple of contributing factors here,” she continued. “We have governors here who are also not getting this emergency rental assistance out in time. … But the fact of the matter is that the problem is here. The House should reconvene and call this vote and extend the moratorium. There’s about 11 million people that are behind on their rent, at risk of eviction — that’s one out of every six renters in the United States.”

Ron DeSantis ‘like the pied piper leading everybody off a cliff’ as COVID surges: Mayor

Republican Gov. Ron DeSantis was harshly criticized on CNN as Florida set its daily record for the most number of new coronavirus cases in the history of the COVID-19 pandemic.

Miami Beach Mayor Dan Gelber explained why DeSantis was failing at responding to the pandemic during an interview with CNN’s Ryan Nobles.

“Where do you currently stand on mandating masks and also on mandating vaccinations for your city employees?” Nobles asked.

“We’re not allowed to have mask mandates right now,” Gelber replied. “We were one of the first cities to require it. We charged a fine just to get people to do it. The governor stopped allowing us to do it, then immediately we saw a surge across our county and state when he did that. So we’re in a very tough position.”

“We are trying to do everything we can to get around the governor’s very wrong-headed desires,” he said. “The governor has made it as difficult as possible to make people safe.”

“Interesting, the local Republican mayors, I think, are all on the side I’m on, which is they want to save the lives of their residents,” Gelber said. “We’ll do everything we can. The problem is he’s really hamstrung us.”

Gelber also warned that Florida’s surge in cases could hurt the tourism industry.

“The truth is, I’m the mayor of a hospitality town, I think most people coming here would rather be in a place that they feel safer than a place that they feel like they may be getting, you know, the virus. So for me, I think it’s a smart thing to do and he just seems to be doing everything — he’s a like the pied piper leading everybody off a cliff right now by letting them know that they don’t have to like the CDC, they don’t have to wear masks, that they can do whatever they want when we’re in the midst of an enormous pandemic.”

“Florida is leading the nation right now in all the worst data points,” he noted. “The governor is just trying to curry favor with a group of supporters that like to hear this red meat ideology. He should be focused on delivering what would be good advice. He could save thousands of people if he did that, because the people most likely to avoid wearing a mask and not want to get a vaccine are probably people who are among his most ardent supporters.”

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How the GOP descended into opportunistic treachery

I don’t know about you, but I was elated earlier this spring when it seemed as if Trump and COVID were gone, and Biden seemed surprisingly able to get the nation rapidly back on track.  

Now much is sliding backwards. It’s not Biden’s fault; it’s Trump’s ongoing legacy.

The new Delta strain of the virus requires, according to the CDC, that we go back to wearing masks inside in public places where the virus is surging, even if we’re fully inoculated.

This would be nothing more than a small disappointment and inconvenience were it not for Republicans using it as another opportunity to politicize public health.

House Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy responded to the new CDC recommendation with the kind of unhinged hyperbole Trumpers have perfected. “The threat of bringing masks back is not a decision based on science, but a decision conjured up by liberal government officials who want to continue to live in a perpetual pandemic state,” he said.

Republican politicizing of public health will get worse if the Delta variant continues to surge. At some point vaccines will have to be mandated because being inoculated is not solely a matter of personal choice. Herd immunity is a common good. If infections mount, that common good can only be achieved if nearly everyone is vaccinated.

But those eager to exploit the virus’s resurgence – the know-nothings, Trump wannabe’s, vilely ambitious political upstarts, Tucker Carlsons and similarly cynical entertainers – are already howling about “personal freedom” threatened by “socialism.”

The investigation into the attack on the U.S. Capitol on January 6 is further evidence of how far the Republican Party has descended into opportunistic treachery.

We need to know what happened and why if we are to have half a chance of avoiding a repeat. Just as with the history of systemic discrimination and brutality against Black people in America – which Republicans are calling “critical race theory” and trying to ban from classrooms – the truth shapes our responses to the future.

Here again, the dispiriting aspect of the present moment is Republican denial and obfuscation.

As Officer Michael Fanone – who suffered traumatic brain injury on Jan 6 when rioters attacked him – testified yesterday at the start of the hearings, “What makes the struggle harder and more painful is to know so many of my fellow citizens — including so many of the people I put my life at risk to defend — are downplaying or outright denying what happened.”

With the exception of Rep. Liz Cheney – whom I never expected to hold up as a model of integrity – Republicans are eager to divert the public’s attention. Republican Conference Chair Elise Stefanik declared at a press conference yesterday that “Nancy Pelosi bears responsibility, as speaker of the House, for the tragedy that occurred on Jan. 6.”

This is absurd on its face. The Speaker of the House shares responsibility for Capitol security with the Senate majority leader, who at the time of the attack was Mitch McConnell. If Pelosi was negligent – and there’s zero evidence she was – McConnell was as well.

Stefanik and other Republican leaders don’t want the public to know about Republican members of Congress who were almost certainly involved in the travesty, either directly or indirectly. The list includes Representatives Jim Jordan, Mo Brooks, Paul Gosar, Matt Gaetz, Marjorie Taylor Greene, Lauren Boebert, Andrew Biggs, and McCarthy himself. Senator Josh Hawley also seems to have been on the know, given his fist-salute to the rioters.

And then there’s Trump himself, cheerleader and ringleader.

All should be subpoenaed. All, presumably, will fight the subpoenas in court.

Meanwhile, Trump continues to stage rallies for his avid followers as he did last weekend in Phoenix, where he declared “Our nation is up against the most sinister forces… This nation does not belong to them, this nation belongs to you.”

Wrong. America belongs to all of us. And we all have a responsibility to protect its public health and its democratic institutions. The real sinister force is the Trump Republicans’ cynical exploitation of lies and anti-scientific rubbish to divide and divert us. 

Months ago, it seemed as if this darkness was behind us. It is not.

Trump-linked PACs still funneling donor money into his properties: report

According to a report from Washington Post, properties owned by Donald Trump are continuing to rake in money from political action committees affiliated with the one-term president as well as the federal government.

With Politico reporting that Trump’s PACs ‘brought in $82 million during the first half of 2021 and have $102 million in the bank,” the Post adds that the money that should be going to either promote Trump’s next political run or to back fellow GOP candidates also seeking office, is ending up in Trump’s pocket.

According to the Post, “Save America, the leadership PAC where former president Donald Trump is asking loyalists to direct their political contributions, paid for lodging about two dozen times in the first six months of 2021. Nine of those times, the payments went to properties owned by the former president, according to a filing made public on Saturday. All told, the PAC sent at least $68,000 to the Trump Hotel Collection, showing how the real estate mogul — long after ending his presidential campaign and leaving office — continues to use donor money at his own properties.”

Additionally, “Make America Great Again PAC, a repurposed campaign account, spent about $200,000 on office and restaurant space in Trump Tower,” the Post’s David Fahrenholt and Isaac Stanley-Becker are reporting.

Trump has long been accused of enriching himself, such as by overcharging the government for housing Secret Service agents at his golf resorts, and as the Post reports, little has changed.

“Since Trump entered the presidential race in June 2015, he has used his political campaigns and associated committees to pump more than $19 million into his own businesses, according to a Washington Post analysis of federal campaign-finance records,” the report states. “The practice began during his 2016 run, when Trump’s campaign paid his businesses about $12.5 million — transforming donors’ political contributions into private revenue for his businesses. Trump billed his own campaign to fly himself on his Boeing 757 jet, to rent office space in Trump Tower and to hold events at Trump golf clubs. His name-branded ‘Trump Ice’ water even showed up on the campaign’s tab.”

After noting that the government paid out over $2.5 million to Trump during his four years in office and that he is still not done enriching himself at taxpayer expense.

“Trump has continued to bill the U.S. government even during his post-presidency, by charging the Secret Service for rooms they’ve used while protecting him at his Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach, Fla., and at his golf club in Bedminster. The government has paid Trump at least $72,000 this way since he left office, according to receipts obtained by The Post.” the report states before adding teh caveat, “There is no rule against Trump charging the government for these rooms, allowing him to continue the practice indefinitely.”

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Mindfulness meditation can make some Americans more selfish and less generous

When Japanese chef Yoshihiro Murata travels, he brings water with him from Japan. He says this is the only way to make truly authentic dashi, the flavorful broth essential to Japanese cuisine. There’s science to back him up: water in Japan is notably softer – which means it has fewer dissolved minerals – than in many other parts of the world. So when Americans enjoy Japanese food, they arguably aren’t getting quite the real thing.

This phenomenon isn’t limited to food. Taking something out of its geographic or cultural context often changes the thing itself.

Take the word “namaste.” In modern Hindi, it’s simply a respectful greeting, the equivalent of a formal “hello” appropriate for addressing one’s elders. But in the U.S., its associations with yoga have led many people to believe that it’s an inherently spiritual word.

Another cultural tradition that has changed across time and place is the practice of mindfulness. Mindfulness is a nonjudgmental expansive awareness of one’s experiences, often cultivated through meditation.

A range of studies have found mindfulness to be beneficial for the people who practice it in a number of ways.

However, very little research has examined its effects on societies, workplaces and communities. As a social psychologist at the University at Buffalo, I wondered if the growing enthusiasm for mindfulness might be overlooking something important: the way practicing it might affect others.

A booming market

In just the past few years, the mindfulness industry has exploded in the U.S. Current estimates put the U.S. meditation market – which includes meditation classes, studios, and apps – at approximately US$1.2 billion. It’s expected to grow to over $2 billion by 2022.

Hospitals, schools and even prisons are teaching and promoting mindfulness, while over 1 in 5 employers currently offer mindfulness training.

The enthusiasm for mindfulness makes sense: Research shows mindfulness can reduce stress, increase self-esteem and decrease symptoms of mental illness.

Given these findings, it’s easy to assume that mindfulness has few, if any, downsides. The employers and educators who promote it certainly seem to think so. Perhaps they hope that mindfulness won’t just make people feel better, but that it will also make them be better. That is, maybe mindfulness can make people more generous, cooperative or helpful – all traits that tend to be desirable in employees or students.

Mindfulness migrates

But in reality, there’s good reason to doubt that mindfulness, as practiced in the U.S., would automatically lead to good outcomes.

In fact, it may do the opposite.

That’s because it’s been taken out of its context. Mindfulness developed as a part of Buddhism, where it’s intimately tied up with Buddhist spiritual teachings and morality. Mindfulness in the U.S., on the other hand, is often taught and practiced in purely secular terms. It’s frequently offered simply as a tool for focusing attention and improving well-being, a conception of mindfulness some critics have referred to as “McMindfulness.”

Not only that, mindfulness and Buddhism developed in Asian cultures in which the typical way in which people think about themselves differs from that in the U.S. Specifically, Americans tend to think of themselves most often in independent terms with “I” as their focus: “what I want,” “who I am.” By contrast, people in Asian cultures more often think of themselves in interdependent terms with “we” as their focus: “what we want,” “who we are.”

Cultural differences in how people think about themselves are subtle and easy to overlook – sort of like different kinds of water. But just as those different kinds of water can change flavors when you cook, I wondered if different ways of thinking about the self might alter the effects of mindfulness.

For interdependent-minded people, what if mindful attention to their own experiences might naturally include thinking about other people – and make them more helpful or generous? And if this were the case, would it then be true that, for independent-minded people, mindful attention would spur them to focus more on their individual goals and desires, and therefore cause them to become more selfish?

Testing the social effects

I floated these questions to my colleague at the University at Buffalo, Shira Gabriel, because she’s a recognized expert on independent versus interdependent ways of thinking about the self.

She agreed that this was an interesting question, so we worked with our students Lauren Ministero, Carrie Morrison and Esha Naidu to conduct a study in which we had 366 college students come into the lab – this was before the COVID-19 pandemic – and either engage in a brief mindfulness meditation or a control exercise that actually involved mind wandering. We also measured the extent to which people thought of themselves in independent or interdependent terms. (It’s important to note that, although cultural differences in thinking about the self are real, there is variability in this characteristic even within cultures.)

At the end of the study, we asked people if they could help solicit donations for a charity by stuffing envelopes to send to potential donors.

The results – which have been accepted for publication in the journal Psychological Science – detail how, among relatively interdependent-minded individuals, the brief mindfulness meditation caused them to become more generous. Specifically, briefly engaging in a mindfulness exercise – as opposed to mind wandering – appeared to increase how many envelopes interdependent-minded people stuffed by 17%. However, among relatively independent-minded individuals, mindfulness appeared to make them less generous with their time. This group of participants stuffed 15% fewer envelopes in the mindful condition than in the mind-wandering condition.

In other words, the effects of mindfulness can be different for people depending on the way they think about themselves. This figurative “water” can really change the recipe of mindfulness.

Of course, water can be filtered, and likewise, how people think about themselves is fluid: We’re all capable of thinking about ourselves in both independent and interdependent ways at different times.

In fact, there’s a relatively simple way to get people to shift their thinking about themselves. As the researchers Marilynn Brewer and Wendi Gardner discovered, all you have to do is have them read a passage that is altered to have either a lot of “I” and “me” statements or a lot of “we” and “us” statements, and ask people to identify all of the pronouns. Past research shows that this simple task reliably shifts people to think of themselves in more independent versus interdependent terms.

Our research team wanted to see if this simple effect could also shift the effects of mindfulness on social behavior.

With this in mind, we conducted one more study. This time, it was online due to the COVID-19 pandemic, but we used the same exercises.

First, however, we had people complete the pronoun task mentioned above. Afterwards, we asked people if they would volunteer to contact potential donors to a charity.

Our results were striking: Engaging in a brief mindfulness exercise made people who identified “I/me” words 33% less likely to volunteer, but it made those who identified “we/us” words 40% more likely to volunteer. In other words, just shifting how people thought of themselves in the moment – filtering the water of self-related thoughts, if you will – altered the effects of mindfulness on the behavior of many of the people who took part in this study.

Attention as a tool

The take-home message? Mindfulness could lead to good social outcomes or bad ones, depending on context.

In fact, the Buddhist monk Matthieu Ricard said as much when he wrote that even a sniper embodies a type of mindfulness. “Bare attention,” he added, “as consummate as it might be, is no more than a tool.” Yes, it can cause a great deal of good. But it can also “cause immense suffering.”

If practitioners strive to use mindfulness to reduce suffering, rather than increase it, it’s important to ensure that people are also mindful of themselves as existing in relation with others.

This “water” may be the key ingredient for bringing out the full flavor of mindfulness.

Michael J. Poulin, Associate Professor of Psychology, University at Buffalo

This article is republished from The Conversation under a Creative Commons license.

Why Gil Scott-Heron’s “Whitey on the Moon” still feels relevant today

Not long after the July 20, 1969, Moon landing, Gil Scott-Heron – a poet hailed as the “Godfather of Rap” – released a scathingly critical song called “Whitey on the Moon.”

While others lauded the lunar landing as a “giant leap for mankind,” Scott-Heron lamented the Moon trip in his lyrical litany. He felt the trip consumed resources that could have been better put to use helping people confront the everyday costs of living on Earth.

I don’t recall precisely when I first heard “Whitey on the Moon.” But I distinctly remember the cadence and flow sounding so much like the kinds of rap I appreciate today as a hip-hop scholar and lyricist. I was especially enamored with the refrain of “whitey’s on the moon” and how the song was bookended by the immediate issue at home: “a rat done bit my sister, Nell.”

“I can’t pay no doctor bills, but whitey’s on the moon,” Scott-Heron says. “Ten years from now I’ll be paying still, while whitey’s on the moon.”

Gil Scott-Heron’s ‘Whitey on the Moon.

The year 2021 is shaping up to be an interesting year to revisit Scott-Heron’s “Whitey on the Moon.”

For one, in May 2021, the late Scott-Heron was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. A hall of fame web page recognized him as a “teller of uncomfortable truths.”

Perhaps more interestingly, people are discovering “Whitey on the Moon” anew and applying its prescient precepts to the 2021 space trips of billionaires Richard Branson and Jeff Bezos, and, perhaps eventually, Elon Musk.

Reverberations

In writing about the 2021 documentary of the “Summer of Soul” music festival of 1969, which coincided with the Moon landing, a film critic in July 2021 noted how Black sentiments about the seeming wastefulness of the Moon trip then represents an “extraordinarily topical sequence now, with billionaires funding rockets to fly into space, while memes fly around social media quoting Gil Scott-Heron’s bitter song ‘Whitey on the Moon.'”

Another writer – in discussing the Branson and Bezos space trips – described “Whitey on the Moon” as “a nod to the privileges enjoyed by non-Black people that allowed them to pursue their prideful pet projects that did not necessarily make the world a better place for most Americans.”

I suspect these writers sense – as I do – that we are living in the same dystopian present. It is a time in which the “whitey” in Scott-Heron’s poem could be any of the three billionaires who are the faces of the current space race, which is taking place in an era of profound inequity that helped them become billionaires in the first place.

There are tons of examples of earthly “Sister Nells” who have been and are currently being bitten by rats on Earth while rich white men are taking tourism to the heavenly skies.

I believe that people, more or less, feel that the song points out the kind of inequity that lies at the heart of the ability to amass exorbitant wealth that affords the likes of Branson, Bezos and Musk the privilege to be the first space tourists.

False choices

There’s another reason the song feels prescient. Whereas Gil Scott-Heron spoke as if it’s the taxes he’s paying directly funding “whitey” on the Moon, currently the discussion surrounding Branson, Bezos and Musk is that they aren’t being taxed enough. One report even found that the three billionaires are getting tax breaks meant for poor neighborhoods.

Yet as Professor of Physics and Astronomy Chanda Prescod-Weinstein has argued, space exploration and helping people on Earth need not be an either-or proposition.

“We can afford to do the caring work of sustaining people, including honoring everyone’s right to know and love the night sky,” she writes.

Such nuanced views are reflected in the increasingly sophisticated ways in which rappers deal with space travel.

For instance, in “Black Astronaut” – a 2021 Apple Music Exclusive – the rapper Saba continues the tradition of hip-hop artists who write about celestial matters as metaphors to describe limits placed on their earthly existence.

Black astronaut, forecast report / How they actually thought that you wouldn’t find your way / That matters not, it’s an act of God / Can I tag along, now that you’re in outer space? / Now that you’re in outer space…

The video for ‘Black Astronaut’ by Saba.

In the same way that space travel can be seen as an inevitability, society should also be trying to ask the kinds of questions that prompt reflections about who is represented and how.

Will Black creativity go to space before everyday Black folks – not just Black astronauts – are afforded the opportunity? I suppose that question has already been answered since the will.i.am song – “Reach for the Stars” – made it to space before he did.

A.D. Carson, Assistant Professor of Hip-Hop, University of Virginia

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Your dog has a rich interior life it’s not telling you about

Dogs and humans have co-evolved to the point that we can intuit some of each other’s behaviors, such as the desire to go on a walk or the need to use the bathroom. But because our canine friends seemingly cannot convey complex thoughts (to us), their interior lives, thoughts and dreams — or lack thereof — remain mysterious to us humans. What are they saying when they bark at each other? How do they feel when they look at us while panting, or lick us with what seems to be affection? What are they thinking when they sniff random objects — or each other’s butts? 

Or are they even thinking anything?

Fortuitously, canine experts have been pondering this very subject for years. And it turns out that scientists and behaviorists actually know quite a lot about dogs’ interior lives — and even what they are “saying” when they bark at each other. Or how they use their anal glands like Facebook pages, in which a sniff reveals a trove of personal data.

Even something as seemingly simple as a bark masks a much more complicated meaning.

“They bark primarily when they are alarmed or excited about something, and this is also the context in which their ancestors, wolves, tend to bark, though barking in wolves is less common and much more subdued,” Dr. James A. Serpell, Professor of Ethics & Animal Welfare, University of Pennsylvania School of Veterinary Medicine, told Salon by email. Hence, barking may serve as a warning to others about a possible threat or danger, making a threat themselves (such as to that pesky mailman) or expressing sympathy for other dogs barking about possible threats or dangers.

Dr. Erica N. Feuerbacher, an Associate Professor at Virginia Tech’s Department of Animal & Poultry Science, told Salon that dogs, like birds, will perform “mobbing calls” meant to call their peers to attention. 

“Humans are able to detect differences in some (but not all) dog barks and could often correctly identify the situation the dog was in based solely on its bark (e.g., was it barking at an intruder or was it a happy playful bark),” Feuerbacher explained. 

And while humans don’t understand the context and meaning of these barks, their fellow canines likely do. Studies appear to confirm that.

“Few studies have looked at whether other dogs can gain information from the barks of other dogs, but they do seem to respond differently when they hear a bark from a dog barking at a stranger or a dog barking while alone, and they seem to be able to detect individual differences in who the barking dog is,” Feuerbacher said. “They respond differently to familiar and unfamiliar dogs.”

And when it comes to communication, dogs aren’t as voice-centric as humans. In fact, they often use body language.

“Dogs communicate primarily through body language,” Dr. Catherine Reeve, a lecturer on animal welfare and behavior at Queen’s University Belfast’s School of Psychology, wrote to Salon. “A lot of this communication is subtle and goes unnoticed by most owners.”

When dogs bark at each other, according to Reeve, it can mean anything from a request for personal space or desire for play to communicating that it is frustrating about being stuck on a leash.

That said, dogs do not primarily communicate through barking or body language, but olfaction — their sense of smell.

“When sniffing one another, dogs are getting all the information they need about other dogs’ sexual status, health status, age, etc.,” Reeve told Salon.

As Serpell pointed out, canine noses are so sensitive to odors that it is difficult for humans to even conceive of how their perception of reality differs from ours.

“It is hard to fully imagine the world from a dog’s perspective, but not impossible,” Serpell explained. “Humans, after all, possess a sense of smell, even if it is greatly inferior to that of dogs. So while we derive most of the information about the world around us through our eyes and ears, dogs can access an additional layer of information via their noses that we are essentially ‘blind’ to.”

On the other hand, because dogs have poor color vision, our eyes are able to process realities that they are literally blind to.

“I think one of the features they use to identify individual humans or dogs is odor,” Feuerbacher wrote. “I had a dog who had reactivity issues and she occasionally would show affiliative behavior to someone that she didn’t know (which was strange for her) and once she smelled them, they didn’t smell like anyone she knew and then she would bark. We see dogs that don’t like going to see veterinarians do the same thing—if you smell like a vet, they might not respond as well to you.”

This, incidentally, may be part of the reason why some dogs will seem to inexplicably hate other dogs or people, even if they’ve never met them. They may smell something “off” about that individual that their human friend doesn’t notice. This may sound like a recipe for trouble, but the reality is that if you want your dog to be happy, you should let your canine companion sniff out the world.

“Because of the importance of scent to them, I let my dogs do a lot of sniffing on our walks and hikes,” Feuerbacher told Salon. “It’s great enrichment for them. Alexandra Horowitz, at Barnard College, has written about the importance of letting our dogs sniff. As to how we can start to relate to our dogs, she actually got down on her knees and tried to smell where her dog was smelling to try to understand the richness of these experiences for them.”

That richness of experience even extends to the doggie behavior that perhaps causes the most chagrin to human owners: sniffing other dogs’ butts.

“Dogs have scent glands around their butts that convey information about the individual,” Serpell explained. “Butt-sniffing is therefore the canine equivalent of small talk; a way of getting to know more about somebody you’ve just met.”


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Other disgusting dog behaviors — like eating feces, vomit, insects and other gross things they casually stroll past — also have grounded scientific explanations.

“They evolved as scavengers and are omnivores so this likely is carried over from that—finding smelling things reinforcing is useful in finding food (dogs will often eat gross things—protein is protein!), finding mates, and knowing if there are other dogs or predators nearby,” Feuerbacher wrote to Salon.

Many dog behaviors stretch back to their days as wolves. When your dog finds a bone or a toy that it really likes, it will bury that object. This is because its DNA is still encoded with instructions from its ancestors’ days in the wild.

“Dogs bury things (including food inside the home when there is no dirt) because it is a leftover behavior pattern from their wolf ancestry,” Reeve explained. “Behavior patterns are kind of like an automatic series of behaviors that are elicited, or ‘set off,’ by a particular stimulus.” When your dog buries something, it is engaged in a behavior called “caching” intended “to preserve valued items much like a wolf would bury prey they’ve killed but not eaten in full. Our dogs will do this with their food, toys, and treats because they are highly valued items.”

This brings us to perhaps the most important question for dog pals: How can we figure out whether our dog likes us or not?

“To understand what our dog is likely feeling, we really need to pay attention to many parts of the dog,” Feuerbacher told Salon. “If they are lip licking, excessively panting, avoiding our gaze, showing us the whites of their eyes, tucking their tail, cowering and a myriad more behaviors, they are likely stressed and uncomfortable. We typically want to see a dog that is balancing it’s weight nicely on all four legs (not leaning back or forward), with easy rhythm of breathing, maybe a loose wagging tail, a loose body (no tension), head not carried abnormally high or low, and soft eyes to know they are comfortable.”

Feuerbacher added, “We might get more energy and excitement when our dog is really happy, such as when we grab the leash for a walk.”

Serpell made similar observations, noting that “dogs sometimes lick their owners affectionately, just as wild canids often groom other members of their families or social groups.”

He also answered the question posed in “The Secret Life of Pets” — namely, what dogs do when we are out of the house. Do they throw giant parties and have zany, madcap adventures?

Probably not. As Serpell told Salon, they are “mostly sleeping, unless the dog suffers from separation anxiety, in which case it may be destroying the interior of your home or driving your neighbors crazy by barking and howling.”

Your dirty martini is due for an update

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One hundred and thirty-three years ago, the martini made its publishing debut. In an overhauled edition of “Bartender’s Manual,” Harry Johnson shared a recipe calling for equal parts of Old Tom gin and sweet vermouth, plus a few dashes of gum syrup, bitters, and Curaçao, strained into “a fancy cocktail glass.”

As one century blurred into the next, the martini rose to an Olivia Rodrigo level of popularity and, in the process, started to have an identity crisis. In its early years, the drink was either sweet or dry, or somewhere in between, depending on the gin and vermouth. But by the mid 1900s, the refreshing, ruthlessly dry martini won out.

And then, in the early 1990s, there was a crack in the space-time continuum. “Bartenders started slipping a little of the salty stuff into the usual mix of gin or vodka and vermouth,” writes Robert Simonson in “The Martini Cocktail” (a must-read for anyone who looks forward to a martini after work). This changed everything.

What started as an amber drink, and became famous as a clear one, had now turned dirty. You know, in a good way. The “salty stuff” refers to brine — almost always olive (and occasionally cocktail-onion, though I’d argue such a swap is swimming away from a martini and toward a Gibson).

But why stop at olive brine? (No offense to olive brine, which I love and never don’t have — and, by the way, did you know that you can buy it straight-up?) There are so many brines out there. Pickle brine, which has become a newfangled dirty martini favorite. Or caper brine.

Or feta brine.

This milky liquid tags along with any block of good feta. And while the cheese might have been the intended purchase, the by-product is a special ingredient all its own. Look no further than this genius Feta-Brined Roast Chicken from Melissa Clark. Or this passionate ode to feta brine from our columnist Ella Quittner. One commenter shared, “I actually drink it sometimes.” To which Ella responded, “Honestly, same.”

And honestly, same. Because while olive brine is too salty and vinegary to sip solo — and this comes from a person who, as a child, ate capers, just capers, as a snack — feta brine is mellower. It is salty and savory, but fuller and softer, the round boy of the brine world.

With a feta-overstuffed olive, it yields my new favorite martini. And you don’t even need the fancy cocktail glass.

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Recipe: Feta-Brine Martini

Prep time: 5 minutes
Makes: 1

Ingredients:

  • 2 to 3 pitted Castelvetrano olives
  • 2 to 3 pieces feta
  • 2 ounces vodka
  • 1 ounce dry vermouth
  • 3/4 ounces strained feta brine

Directions:

  1. Stuff the olives with feta, then spear them on a cocktail pick and plunk into your glass of choice. (Or if you don’t have a cocktail pick, just drop the olives into a glass.)
  2. Add the vodka, vermouth, and strained feta brine to a cocktail shaker with ice. Shake the living daylights out of it. Strain into a glass and taste. More vodka, vermouth, or feta brine? Adjust if needed. Add some bonus ice cubes if on-the-rocks is your thing.

What exactly is duck sauce? The sticky history of the Chinese-American takeout staple

In the six years that I’ve been frequenting Asian Wok, the small Chinese takeout counter a few blocks from my apartment, I’ve never seen Liling, the kitchen manager, look flustered. 

I’ve been there at all hours, from peak lunch rush to that final 30-minute window post-last call, and even when the restaurant is absolutely hectic and the kitchen reaches sweltering temperatures, she’ll simply pin her thick black bangs away from her face and just continue counting. 

You see, watching Liling, you realize that her kitchen runs by the numbers — the number of tickets still to be fulfilled, the number of precise folds on the edges of the hastily packaged steamed dumplings and, perhaps most importantly, the number of sauce packets allotted to each order. 

There’s a mysterious, though obviously calculated, math that goes into how many sauce packets each customer receives. Liling counts the packets, which are kept in a lockbox behind the counter, like cards, before shuffling them into paper bags. The distribution may seem arbitrary as each bag receives a different number and combination, but after years of observing, I’ve realized that it’s dependent on a variety of factors. 

There’s the make-up of the order, the number of people she anticipates will be partaking in the meal, how well she likes the customer (truly, I’ve earned more sauce packets as my status as a loyal customer has cemented) and the number of fried items on the ticket. While soy sauce is a given, extra packets of the glistening orange, jelly-like duck sauce are meant to pair with fresh-from-the-fryer egg rolls and crisp pork wontons. 

When I asked Liling about my sauce math theory, she simply laughed and put an extra duck sauce in the paper bag with my crab rangoon. 

“I just know duck sauce is America’s second favorite,” she said, soy sauce being America’s first. 

But what exactly is duck sauce and, perhaps more interestingly, from where does it derive its name? 

Most of the slim plastic packets of duck sauce that you’ll get with a takeout order are primarily made of water, sugar and cornstarch. Those are usually the first three ingredients — but then things get interesting. Apricot is the ingredient that gives the sauce its fruity sweetness and at least some of the orange coloring (the rest is made up by artificial caramel coloring and, frequently, Yellow Dye No. 6, which is a “sunset yellow”). 

Like many items on Chinese takeout menus in the States, duck sauce is an American invention, though whose origin is pretty hazy. There is no one specific recorded inventor or restaurant or origin. However, the apricot, which is a stone fruit, is a clue to the sauce’s ties back to traditional Chinese cooking. 

Plum sauce is a sweet and sour sauce that can be paired with savory Cantonese dishes, including roast duck. It’s typically made with sweet plums — another stone fruit — ginger, garlic, chilis and a hefty dose of vinegar. There are theories that the gelatinous orange Chinese-American duck sauce is a reference to this; through time, it’s been made with other stone fruits like peaches that are more typical of the United States, as well as sweeteners like molasses. 

There are a few things that we know for sure, however, 

The first is that it’s not uncommon for American equivalents or interpretations of Chinese sauces to end up both sweeter and thicker. When I spoke with writer and food tour guide Michael Lin in January about the weird and wild development of McDonald’s Szechuan Sauce, he said that “Chinese American food has had a long history, and it has been significantly impacted by local ingredients and Americans’ tastes and preferences.”

It was an “adapt or die” model, Lin said. 

Americans anecdotally have a preference for thicker sauces — barbecue sauce, ketchup, mayonnaise and salad dressings — and enjoy things that veer more sweet than bitter. “To cater or accommodate to Americans’ preferences, the very traditionally lighter (and thinner) sweet and sour sauce was changed to this thicker texture that we are more used to today,” Lin wrote. 

Secondly, we know duck sauce wasn’t funnelled into plastic packets until at least 1955. That was the year that Harold M. Ross and Yale Kaplan filed a patent for “Dispensing Containers for Liquids,” which radically changed the world of to-go condiments as we know it. 

Two decades later, W.Y. Industries was founded in a small kitchen in Bohemia, NY, where founder Nelson Yeung first began filling those plastic packets with soy sauce and duck sauce. Two decades after that, in 1994, the New York Times reported that the company churned out more than 700 million packets of the company’s four staples: soy sauce, duck sauce, mustard and hot sauce.

Brian Buchalski, the company’s vice president of operations, said at the time that he had “not tired of Wah Yoan’s duck sauce after eight years and often squeezes it onto a bowl of plain noodles.”

“I’ve eaten it right out of the package,” he said. 

However, Buchalski told the Times, he had never had it with duck and estimated that “less than 5 percent” of all duck sauce actually finds its way to a duck.

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This earthy, vibrant lentil salad with spinach and Parmesan will be your new favorite side

For this earthy lentil salad, we first needed to ensure that the lentils would stay intact throughout cooking. Lentilles du Puy were the perfect choice, since they are small and firm and hold their shape better than standard green or brown lentils. A salt-soak softened their skins, leading to fewer blowouts. Cooking the lentils in the oven heated them gently and uniformly, and we easily boosted their flavor by simply adding some crushed cloves of garlic and a bay leaf to the pot. 

With our lentils perfectly cooked, we turned to flavorings. A simple vinaigrette worked perfectly to balance their flavor. We added in heart spinach while Parmesan and walnuts brought some textural variety to the salad. 

Lentilles du Puy, also called French green lentils, are our first choice for this recipe, but brown, black, or regular green lentils are fine, too (note that cooking times will vary depending on the type used). Salt-soaking helps keep the lentils intact, but if you don’t have time, they’ll still taste good. You need a medium ovensafe saucepan for this recipe. 

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Recipe: Lentil salad with spinach, walnuts and Parmesan
Serves 4 to 6 

  • 1 teaspoon table salt for brining
  • 1 cup dried lentilles du Puy, picked over and rinsed
  • 5 garlic cloves, lightly crushed and peeled
  • 1 bay leaf
  • ½ teaspoon table salt
  • 4 ounces (4 cups) baby spinach 
  • 5 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
  • 3 tablespoons sherry vinegar
  • 1 large shallot, minced
  • ¼ cup grated Parmesan or Pecorino Romano cheese
  • ¼ cup walnuts or pecans, toasted and chopped coarse 

Directions 

1. Dissolve 1 teaspoon salt in 1 quart warm water (about 110 degrees) in bowl. Add lentils and soak at room temperature for 1 hour. Drain well. 

2. Adjust oven rack to middle position and heat oven to 325 degrees.. Combine lentils, 4 cups water, garlic, bay leaf, and salt in medium ovensafe saucepan. Cover; transfer saucepan to oven; and cook until lentils are tender but remain intact, 40 minutes to 1 hour. 

3. Meanwhile, place spinach and 2 tablespoons water in bowl. Cover and microwave until spinach is wilted and volume is reduced by half, about 4 minutes. Remove bowl from microwave and keep covered for 1 minute. Transfer spinach to collanger and press gently to release liquid. Transfer spinach to cutting board and chop coarse. Return to colander and press again. 

4. Drain lentils well, discarding garlic and bay leaf. In a large bowl, whisk oil and vinegar together. Add shallot, lentils, and spinach toss to combine. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Transfer to a serving dish and sprinkle with Parmesan and walnuts. Serve warm or at room temperature. 

If you like this recipe as much as we do, check out “The Complete Salad Cookbook” by America’s Test Kitchen.

On “Kevin Can F**k Himself,” a horrible man has eclipsed the show’s true hidden potential

As first seasons go “Kevin Can F**k Himself” wasn’t an unmitigated success. But it is far from the only show that knows what it wants to do with its concept without completely figuring out what it wants to be by the time its finale rolls around.

That airs Sunday night on AMC (already streaming on AMC+) and lays paving stones for a second season in which the sitcom could coalesce around a fresh purpose for those who are still in it. Going into the finale we learn exactly what happened after that fateful penultimate episode’s cliffhanger. I’ll simply remind you that Allison McRoberts’ (Annie Murphy) entire reason for sticking with her good-for-nothing husband Kevin (Eric Petersen) all this time is that she desperately wants him to die. Last week’s episode “Broken” closes with a gunshot, meaning she may have gotten her wish.

The finale’s title “Fixed” teases that may have happened, if you read that word to mean repaired. But that would mean you haven’t been watching this show closely enough. Nothing in Allison’s town works, especially for women like her. She’s the most honest version of herself in the gritty drama side of the show, but the sitcom – Kevin’s world – is more colorful and fun.

Hybridizing a network-style multicamera sitcom with a gritty cable antihero drama was never going to be easy to execute. But the complete tonal dissimilarity between the laugh-track side of Allison’s world and the half that’s entirely a grim working-class drama was never this show’s problem.

Nor is Murphy’s performance, but that probably goes without saying. Her seamless transition between perky if put-upon sitcom wife and a woman on the verge of losing her mind signals a versatility that’s only begun to be tapped. “Kevin” proves how capable she is of doing so much more.

Left unclear is whether she will or should be doing it in a second season of this series. We got to know a lot about who Allison is over these past eight episodes while learning little about Kevin. The writers probably meant to keep Petersen’s characters shallowly developed to keep him hateworthy and worthless in our eyes. Do that for long enough and the viewer begins to wonder why and how he and Allison ended up together in the first place, and why on Earth anyone would put up with this loser for 10 years of marriage.

Having said that, there’s a fertile possibility of a better show hiding within “Kevin Can F**k Himself,” built on the inscrutable relationship between Allison and her nextdoor neighbor Patty O’Connor (Mary Hollis Inboden).

The last few episodes made me revisit an earlier piece I wrote about their strange relationship. At the season’s start Patty expressed nothing but disdain toward Allison, preferring to demonstrate loyalty to Kevin and her brother Neil (Alex Bonifer).

Now they’re something else to each other. Friends doesn’t quite cover it. Comrades? Maybe. Point is, who they are to one another is still taking shape. Patty has only recently had some epiphanies about her sexuality, who she is and what she wants. Allison has arrived at the realization that every choice she’s made in his life is some version of settling, and that also applies to her desperate, hungry fling with her high school crush Sam (Raymond Lee). And she needs Patty . . . although that feeling isn’t necessarily reciprocal.

None of this necessarily means Allison and Patty have grown into friends, or surrogate sisters or, as some have implied, that Patty is falling for Allison . . . although it certainly appears that a part of her has fundamentally softened, while Allison’s heart has callused over. There’s a scene when Allison finally admits she’s adrift and she doesn’t know what she wants; she’s curled up in a bathtub with a blurry racoon’s mask of mascara around her eyes as she cradles a wine bottle. The Patty we started with would have kicked her like the downed prey that she is. Instead she reacts with gentle empathy, almost admiration, for her neighbor’s extreme vulnerability.

“If this is you broken,” Patty says, “stay broken.”

Building a show around this strange push and pull between a couple of women who throw in their lot together and can’t quite figure each other out, now that’s fascinating. But maybe that’s been the secret bait and switch all along with “Kevin Can F**k Himself” – the better show isn’t about Allison, it’s the one about these two enigmatic women.

What about the title? Well, the great thing about “Kevin Can F**k Himself” is that Kevin doesn’t matter. He can go missing and the plot wouldn’t suffer. If he were to die in the finale, Allison and Patty still have to deal with Neil’s stupidity, Sam’s mediocrity, and a host of other men they’d be better off without and likely have yet to meet.

“This whole world is designed for guys like Kevin,” Allison fumes in the finale. “This whole game is rigged. Fixed.” Truth. But one consolation is that whatever it is she’s brewing with Patty, whether it be partnership or deceit, is a show I’d watch in a subsequent season.

The season finale of “Kevin Can F**k Himself” airs Sunday at 9 p.m. on AMC. All eight episodes of Season 1 are streaming on AMC+.

With internet shutdowns, India is violating a “duty to memory”

In August of 2019, the Indian government cut off internet and cellular services in the state of Jammu and Kashmir ahead of Prime Minister Narendra Modi’s move to abrogate a law that had granted the state a special status. Ostensibly, the purpose of the internet shutdown was to prevent violence and maintain order amid a wave of protests. Kashmir, the disputed Himalayan region that sits between India to the south, Pakistan to the west, and China to the east, has been a conflict zone practically since India gained its independence. But the shutdown, which lasted 18 months, deprived a whole community of people of the benefits of access to the digital world.

Such shutdowns have become distressingly common. For the past three years, India has had the highest number of any country in the world by a considerable margin. The shutdowns have occurred mostly in areas where citizens have been protesting against the state.

Although the government has cited law-and-order concerns to justify these actions, there is little, if any, evidence to support a link between internet access and violence or other dangerous behavior. Instead, research shows that when used in concert with state force, internet shutdowns make it more difficult to research and investigate human rights violations and other crimes. And in an increasingly connected world, they prevent citizens from accessing information, connecting with health care, educational resources, and social services, and staying in touch with friends and family.

As Indian policy researchers, we would also argue that the shutdowns have an even more pernicious effect: They undercut the nation’s moral and ethical requirement to record history as it is — an obligation that has come to be recognized in international policy as “duty to memory.”

The concept of duty to memory is part of a wing of international law, known as transitional justice, aimed at helping societies who have suffered a significant trauma to transition to a peaceful state. It argues that records of atrocities — like genocides, for instance — help to restore the humanity of those who suffered, forging a constructive path forward by exposing the conditions that make violence possible. While this principle has been discussed sporadically over the years, it came to the forefront internationally in post-genocide Rwanda, where the need for recording history in literature was highlighted as a direct duty. In 2016, the United Nations’ special rapporteur on the promotion of truth, justice, reparation, and guarantees of non-recurrence, Pablo de Greiff, argued that recording “veridical and comprehensive” accounts is fundamental to addressing past atrocities, and that the failure to do so increases the likelihood of repeating those atrocities.

In India, the recording of history has mostly been neither veridical nor comprehensive. Rather, events have often been documented with a victor’s bias. As mainstream Indian historians documented the worst aspects of colonialism, they failed to record the stories of freedom fighters who were ideologically opposed to the leading political parties at the time of independence. The stories of Kashmiris themselves often weren’t recorded in institutional archives, owing to there being no place in Indian nationalism for a separate Kashmiri identity.

Amid all of this, the internet has become a democratizing force. Through videos and other documentation, often shared through social media, the Kashmiris have countered state narratives and built their own archives based on memorializing their lived experiences. Thus, the internet shutdowns in Jammu and Kashmir have not only curtailed freedom of expression and taken a social, economic, and cultural toll, they’ve disrupted the comprehensive recording of events — and, in doing so, directly violated the Indian government’s duty to memory. One can only imagine how many stories were lost to internet shutdowns in Jammu and Kashmir and in other sites of recent uprisings, including mass demonstrations of farmers protesting new agricultural policies and of minority groups against amendments to the citizenship law.

The Supreme Court of India addressed the issue of internet shutdowns for the first time in a 2019 case that challenged the shutdown in Jammu and Kashmir. Although the court mostly upheld the legality of internet shutdowns, it also held that the state must disclose certain relevant information and that the justification must meet tests of “proportionality,” a legal principle the court’s decision defined with an aphorism from the British jurist Lord Diplock: “You must not use a steam hammer to crack a nut, if a nutcracker would do.” In other words, government action to restrict rights should not exceed what is necessary to meet a legitimate public purpose. The court ruled that indefinite internet shutdowns violate that proportionality doctrine. Still, some legal commentators have argued that the court’s protections didn’t go far enough. And when the government subsequently ignored those legal protections — prompting lawyers to bring the issue to the court in a second case — the court failed to take meaningful action, a failure that some commentators have termed an “evasion by abnegation.”

Currently, the right to access the internet has been recognized by the Indian Supreme Court as an auxiliary right of the Indian Constitution. This represents an “instrumentalist” view that values internet access as a medium for the expression of other rights — like the right to freedom of expression and the right to practice any profession and carry on any trade. In the interest of preserving knowledge and history during civil unrest like that unfolding in Jammu and Kashmir, we think this protection should be extended to include an obligation to preserve internet access — or at least not compromise it — in order to safeguard the right of the duty to memory.

The right to internet access should be defined broadly to meet standards of meaningful connectivity, which stipulate access to a smartphone, sufficient data allotments for sharing information, and an uninterrupted 4G or faster internet connection. Any state action that compromises any of those standards should be categorized as an internet shutdown and should be considered a violation of fundamental rights like freedom of speech, as well as of duty to memory.

In Jammu and Kashmir, as in so many other regions that are mired in conflict, the internet has proven vital for obtaining accurate, comprehensive recordings of history. It has given a voice to marginalized groups whose stories might otherwise be forgotten to time. No government should be able to take that away on a whim.

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Shonottra Kumar is a legal and policy researcher based in India and is currently working as the outreach lead at Nyaaya.org, an open-access digital resource simplifying legal information.

Sumeysh Srivastava is senior resident fellow at the Vidhi Center for Legal Policy and development lead at Nyaaya.org.

This article was originally published on Undark. Read the original article.

GOP lawmaker’s family urges him to resign after ‘betraying the country’

In a withering column for NBC, the siblings of Rep. Paul Gosar (R-AZ) accused him of “betraying his country” and said the time has come for him to resign in light of his most recent antics with regard to the Jan 6th Capitol insurrection.

Dave, Jennifer and Tim Gosar have long urged Arizona voters to reject their brother over his extremist views and now they have taken their criticism of him to a new level in their op-ed.

Accusing their lawmaker brother of being “led around by the nose” by white supremacists, the three siblings said that is the least of his crimes against the country by saying his support of the Jan 6th insurrection makes him unfit to remain in office.

Echoing the famous words of attorney Joseph Welch who famously confronted Sen. Joe McCarthy (R-WI) with “Have you no shame?”, Gosar’s family put the same question to him while including a list of his appalling transgressions while in office.

“In fact, your lies helped delay the Capitol Police from clearing the chamber, and this delay led at least in part to the officer’s decision to shoot Babbitt to protect you. And now you have the gall to blame those men and women who protected you for her death. Disgracefully, you even voted against awarding commendations to those who risked their lives to protect yours? You, one of the key big lie proponents and key instigators of the insurrection,” they accused before saying it is time for him to step down because he is continuing to betray his country.

“Maybe it’s because you’re in way over your head in Congress and don’t have the intellect, character or maturity to be in that leadership role. Maybe your lifelong, insecure need for the approval of others caused you to sacrifice your common decency and integrity to satisfy Trump and his followers in order to keep your seat,” they wrote. “The extremism of your beliefs is finally getting the media attention it deserves. What should happen now is that you resign. Sadly, this seems unlikely. This means unless your colleagues step in, you are likely doomed to go down in history as a cautionary tale: a person who betrayed his family, his country and even himself.”

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The false promise of snake wine in Southeast Asia

Snakes and alcohol have a surprisingly long and entwined history. The ancient Greeks used snake wine as a cure for retained placentas. In the past, European herbalists and natural healers mixed adders and calamus roots with vodka. In Brazil, snakes are steeped in cachaça (fermented sugar cane juice) and sold in the markets for religious purposes and as a cure for impotence, insect bites and rheumatism. And, in 2008, Texan authorities confiscated 411 bottles of vodka that contained baby rattlesnakes and arrested the man who was selling them because he didn’t have a liquor license.

While alcoholic medicaments containing snakes have been used in different contexts across continents for centuries, the practice is now most common in Asia, in particular Cambodia, China, Japan, Korea, Laos, Taiwan, Thailand and Vietnam. When you walk along the streets or through the markets in Vietnam, it isn’t unusual to find row upon row of bottled snake wine (known locally as ruou ran). Roadside stalls and age-old markets high up in the mountains, traditional pharmacies and modern chemists all sell bottles of snake wine. So do gift shops, bars, cafés, hotels and other outlets geared to tourists. The drink, which is based on traditional medicine, is made by placing a snake into a bottle and pouring in rice wine (although reportedly ethanol and vinegar are sometimes used, and even rubbing alcohol and formaldehyde, which pose serious health risks). Scorpions, geckos, centipedes and various herbs, such as ginseng, are often added for good measure.

Snake wine is variously touted as a cure for rheumatism, arthritis, lumbago, leprosy, excessive sweating, hair loss, dry skin, far-sightedness, exhaustion, flu, fever, pain and migraines, and as a general all-round tonic. Because snakes symbolise ‘heat’ and masculinity in Vietnamese culture, and are often associated with male potency, snake wine is also very popular and much coveted as a reputedly powerful aphrodisiac.

Traditional medicine has often used animals – or animal parts and products – as cures for various ailments, and reptiles are among the most popular sources of ingredients. Throughout the world, at least 284 reptile species are used in traditional folk medicine, and of these, 182 are listed on the International Union for Conservation of Nature’s Red List, an indication that they are threatened with extinction.

Medicines extracted from local flora and fauna are often the only available remedies for many people who don’t have access to modern drugs and medical care. And it’s true that many traditional medicines have been shown to work well and that important modern drugs have been developed from them.

Snake venoms have been a particularly valuable medical resource, providing compounds for clinical trials and the development of diagnostic tools, as well as drugs used to treat hypertension, strokes, heart attacks and deep vein thrombosis, among others. In fact, millions of people have benefited, and billions of dollars have been made, from medicines arising from research into snake venom alone. In the USA, the FDA approved drugs Captopril, Integrilin and Aggrastat, used to treat heart conditions, are based on snake venom. This doesn’t mean they actually contain venom, but rather a synthesized organic molecule that mimics their behavior. Captopril is based on an ingredient of the venom of the Brazilian viper; Integrilin is derived from a protein found in the venom of the southeastern pygmy rattlesnake; and Aggrastat is based on the venom of the African saw-scaled viper. The useful proteins in these venoms act as anticoagulants, naturally preventing platelets from sticking together. In addition to these approved drugs, many other snake venom components are now involved in preclinical or clinical trials for a variety of therapeutic applications.

When it comes to more traditional medicine, some Chinese snake oil, made from water snakes that consume fish, is rich in a key omega-3 fatty acid, and so could theoretically have some anti-inflammatory efficacy, either taken orally or applied as a liniment, according to an analysis reported in 1989 by nutrition-oriented physician Richard Kunin. Furthermore, at Japan’s National Food Research Institute, a team of scientists led by Nobuya Shirai fed oil from the black-banded sea krait to mice and found that it promoted swimming endurance in the animals, whereas lard or even fish oil didn’t. But to conclude from such research that there’s value in humans drinking alcohol that contains snakes is surely a leap too far. Like the snake oil hawked by salesmen in the American Wild West as a cure for every ailment, it isn’t likely to live up to the marketing hype.

The traditional assumption is that the value of snake wine as a remedy flows from the essence of the snake and its venomous potency. But venom, which is made up predominantly of proteins, is denatured (loses its characteristic structure and is therefore deactivated) in the presence of alcohol, which disrupts certain hydrogen bonds. What’s more, in many cases, the snakes sold as highly venomous cobras are actually non-lethal common keelbacks that have been stretched out of shape to resemble cobras.

A study on the role of snake-derived remedies in Brazil points out that there is no way to tell how many of these exploited animals are wild-caught, what their conservation status is in each case, who uses the products, where exactly the animals are coming from and whether the animal-derived remedies can be replaced with plant-based ones (without then putting plant species and their environments at risk).

Conservationists such as Alice C. Hughes, a professor at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, believe that a similar situation occurs in Vietnam. As Hughes points out, while the snakes used in Asian snake wine come from both wild populations and snake farms, “no official statistics exist on the species identification or numbers involved. Nor have any long-term studies been done on the effect the trade is having on the population dynamics of the various snake species in Vietnam.” One short-term study, however, conducted by husband and wife team Ruchira and Nilusha Somaweera in 2009, suggested that the snake-wine trade, combined with a growing local population and an increase in tourism, may ultimately make it difficult to maintain viable snake populations. Hughes further suggests “that this is especially true as the trade is almost entirely unregulated; making the impacts impossible to gauge, moderate or control.”

That may become economically important, since some reports suggest that the rise in rat numbers and their subsequent destruction of rice crops (Vietnam is the world’s second-largest exporter of rice) could, in part, be due to the poaching and trafficking of snakes. As Gordon Burghardt, a herpetologist and past president of the Animal Behavior Society, suggests: “While clearly more research is needed on the role of snakes in controlling rodent populations in agricultural areas, it is likely that they are an important part of a suite of predators.” In Vietnam, where rice is king, maintaining viable snake populations might just help to save millions of kilos of rice and an untold number of livelihoods.

In July 2020, Vietnam tightened controls against the illegal wildlife trade to reduce the risk of future pandemics. While numerous conservation organisations and media outlets welcomed the new directive, it doesn’t ban wildlife trade or consumption, nor will it stop the export, manufacturing, sale or consumption of snake wine. In response, non-governmental groups are taking matters into their own hands.

Education for Nature Vietnam (ENV) recently released “Safer with Science,” a video that calls on the Vietnamese public and government to end the trade and consumption of wildlife in Vietnam. ENV is also encouraging traditional Chinese medicine shops to forego animal-based products in favor of plant-based alternatives in order to move toward a future that chooses modern medicine over wildlife products.

How much of the market depends on local communication and traditional users as opposed to export and tourist thrill seeking isn’t known, but many of the bottles for sale in Vietnam have English-language labels and the product is easily available for sale online. As the Somaweeras observed concerning snake wine: “Although the tradition has existed for centuries in Asia, the trade is presumed to have grown at a startling rate since Southeast Asia opened its doors to the West and tourism has bloomed.”

In 2011, an article in the Daily Mail claimed that in Vietnam, many of the wines, infused with the remains of “even endangered species included in the distilling process” supply both a “tasty tipple” and a “health tonic.” Many guidebooks and travel sites suggest that snake wine drinking and/or purchasing is one of the “must do” experiences while visiting Vietnam. They appear to promote the practice as a chance to show off one’s bravado, a way to get in touch with the real Vietnamese culture and generate an exotic story with which to impress listeners back home. Unfortunately, the same articles and websites don’t usually explain that many Vietnamese are trying to halt the eating of wildlife, that the preparation of snake wine sometimes involves extreme cruelty and that the killing of endangered species for thrills should never be encouraged.

As Nguyen Tam Thanh, the animal welfare department manager for AnimalsAsia, points out, “Many tourists come to Vietnam and think that this kind of activity is part of Vietnamese culture. It is not part of modern Vietnam. In fact, it’s largely a marketing strategy by the tourist business and should not be encouraged.”

Rebuilding my relationship with my father, one kebab at a time

Good food is worth a thousand words — sometimes more. In My Family Recipe, a writer shares the story of a single dish that’s meaningful to them and their loved ones.

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Some of my most visceral childhood memories involve going to the butcher’s market with my father — dozens of nearly identical shops, each no larger than a service elevator, tightly stacked up against one another like a deck of cards. These excursions usually followed Sunday prayers at our local gurdwara, the beating heart of a bustling Delhi bazaar. Around us, processions of herders displayed their livestock like prized show horses. Lilies curled and crisped under the hot Indian sun. A pack of parched stray dogs found relief in an unlatched water tanker. I would grip my father’s hand tight as the butcher’s blade sliced through the lamb’s neck like butter, wincing at the blood and sinew.

We’d take the newspaper-wrapped meat to our kitchen at home, which always had a lingering aroma of ginger-garlic paste. My father would get to work immediately, putting on his too-small, turmeric-stained apron while theatrically describing aloud the dish he’d make. I, his sous chef, would start the prep: I’d wash the meat, trim the fat, and chop the ginger and garlic. Simon and Garfunkel would play on the record player my father had owned since he was a teenager. My mother, who didn’t particularly enjoy cooking, but was a sport nonetheless, would hum along to the music and the symphony of pots and pans.

Lamb meat, being considerably more expensive than the more ubiquitous chicken, was usually reserved for special occasions in my parents’ home. The garnet-toned rogan josh (literally translated to “hot oil”) curry was a popular choice, as was biryani, bejeweled with wispy fried onions and threads of saffron. And on birthdays and festivals like Gurpurab, my father would spend the entire day making raan, a slow-cooked whole leg of lamb with the sirloin attached—its very purpose to feed a crowd. These special dinners concluded with bones being licked clean and marrows being sucked clear out, almost as a “thank you” to the cook for their labor of love.

As the years went by, growing pains started to set in. The joint cooking sessions that my father would wait all week for became a rare occurrence. When we did eat together, I’d shove food down as fast as I could and retreat to my room to scroll through Tumblr. My father and I somehow argued about everything . . . and yet nothing at all. My teenage angst came to be the unwelcome guest at our kitchen table.

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A child of Green Revolution India in the 1960s, my father has had to fight for everything he’s had his entire life. The loss of his father as a young boy meant he had to wear multiple hats to get by: becoming a tutor at 14, the sole breadwinner of his family at 17, and a father figure to his younger siblings all through. My privileged, sheltered upbringing couldn’t have been more different from his. I could never understand why he forced us to finish every last grain of rice on our plates while we secretly wished we were eating Domino’s instead; why he sneaked a mini bottle of rum into a restaurant instead of just ordering a cocktail; or chastised us for hanging out with the “wrong crowd,” i.e., kids with poor grades.

He, on the other hand, couldn’t relate to my unshakable fixation with the American way of life — a kind of obsession with an outdated version of the American middle-class dream. He’d winced as I chowed down fast food staples and slurped my way through sodas. It started to feel like our shared love of lamb was all we had left in common.

Then, I got accepted into college in America. And that night, my father made — you guessed it — lamb biryani. A few months later, I landed at JFK, and turning on my phone I found a tongue-in-cheek text from my father that read, “Toto, you’re not in Kansas anymore.”

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While lamb was a theatrical experience back home, I found that many of my American friends didn’t share my love for it. “Too gamey!” Too tough!” were responses I often heard. I recall ordering a lamb shank for dinner once at a trendy restaurant in Brooklyn (well out of my budget), and getting served a tiny, chewy portion of a lamb’s hind leg. I felt let down. It tasted nothing like the lamb that I grew up on. The fat, which I’d known to beautifully emulsify into the braising liquid in thick, glossy streaks, now congealed around the meat like an ectoplasmic mass.

I struggled to find lamb dishes that captured the essence of my Pa’s lamb recipes. I missed the way he tenderized his lamb with salt and acid and slow-cooked it over a low flame. The way he seasoned it more vigorously than other red meats to get rid of its natural gaminess.

If I felt the pull of familiar, nostalgic flavors, you couldn’t tell from meeting me. When friends asked me for Indian restaurant recommendations, not wanting to be stereotyped, I’d quickly say, “Oh, I don’t really go out for Indian food much.” My Instagram feed was a uniform roster of pretty, clean-looking, “global” foods. I convinced myself that Indian home cooking, while delicious and far too complex to be pigeonholed under the reductive umbrella of “curry,” just didn’t photograph well enough to be on my neatly curated feed of babkas, uni-topped bowls, and croque madames. I felt like a walking paradox. An impostor, even.

When the pandemic hit last year, I was working at a magazine that would let me go before the summer ended. I already had a complicated relationship with my home country, and as a first-generation immigrant, the prospect of having to leave the U.S. made me break down in spurts. For so long, I had tethered my identity to New York, its culture. As most of my friends left the city, I felt alone, unsure about what I was working toward.

I began to yearn for the searing heat of the Indian sun. I longed to return to the butcher’s market with my father. Then I did something completely uncharacteristic: I decided to cook lamb. I scoured the shelves of local supermarkets, only to find minced lamb or lamb sausages such as merguez. Occasionally, I would spot the isolated, lonely rack of New Zealand lamb, only to pick up a familiar hunk of ribeye instead.

Lamb on the bone was relatively hard to find in the city. Eventually, with the help of friends (and the internet), I was able to locate small vendors and specialty butcher’s shops that sold Caribbean, Italian, and Indian restaurants their lamb. I started to make introductory lamb recipes over a slew of solo dinners. I found myself lulled by the invisible thread that connected me to my father’s cooking. The smell of cardamom wafted through my studio apartment.

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One day, tinged with the red of saffron, my fingers picked up my phone and texted my dad. “I miss you!” I wrote without any context whatsoever. We hadn’t spoken in weeks.

Over the next couple of months, I’d FaceTime him once a week for a cooking lesson. I felt relieved to hear his loud, full-bellied laugh and his thick accent. Despite the time difference, he never missed a single session. He’d eat his burra kebabs for breakfast, and I, for dinner.

When I’d ask my father about cooking times and whether I should use my meat thermometer, he exclaimed, “pffft, thermometer-shermometer! I’ve never used one, and I’ve been cooking for 40 years!” According to him, you know a dish is ready when the meat feels like the fatty part of your palm or the oils begin to separate from your curry.

Like a lot of Asian fathers, Pa had a curious way of expressing love: He smiled rarely and didn’t believe in grand displays. Instead, he took pleasure in cooking for us. This, to him, was the greatest gesture of love. It just took me years to understand this.

Slowly, my Instagram feed lit up with dishes that looked like they came out of my father’s kitchen. I was starting to feel a little less lonely and a lot less homesick.

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When my work visa expired last December, I moved back home. As I made the journey back — it had been four years since my last visit — I couldn’t help wondering if I’d feel like a stranger in my own backyard. On the drive from the airport to my parents’ home, I panicked as I caught myself forgetting the Hindi word for pumpkin. Oh, right . . . kaddu. I felt different. The city felt different. I almost didn’t recognize the newly renovated road that led to our family home.

I was welcomed by the lilies on our porch, still crisping and curling despite a torrential downpour. The house was quiet, except for the familiar hum of the refrigerator. A discernible waft of ginger-garlic greeted me. I already knew what was cooking before even entering the kitchen. My father looked almost the same, if a little older. His salt-and-pepper hair was now more salt than pepper. He smiled sadly, embraced me without saying a word, then quietly said: “Go grab a plate.”

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Recipe: Lamb Burra Kebab

Prep time: 3 hours 30 minutes
Cook time: 40 minutes
Serves: 4

Ingredients:

  • 1 rack of lamb chops, frenched and separated (1 1/2pounds lamb rib chops, bone-in)
  • 2 teaspoons kosher salt (or to taste)
  • 1 tablespoon garam masala
  • 1 teaspoon red chili powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground turmeric
  • 1 teaspoon ground coriander
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cardamom
  • 1 teaspoon ground cumin
  • 1/2 tablespoon coarsely ground black pepper
  • 1 or 2 serrano peppers (optional; you can also deseed these)
  • 1 (1-inch) piece fresh ginger, peeled and roughly chopped
  • 3 garlic cloves
  • 3/4 cup full-fat Greek yogurt
  • 2 tablespoons mustard oil (you could use EVOO or a neutral oil like canola instead, but the flavor won’t be as pronounced)
  • 1 tablespoon freshly squeezed lemon juice, plus more for serving

To serve:

  • 1 cup full-fat Greek yogurt
  • 1 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1 teaspoon coarsely ground black pepper
  • 1 tablespoon honey
  • 1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
  • White or red onions, cut into rings (optional)
  • 3 tablespoons fresh cilantro leaves, chopped (optional)
  • 2 tablespoons pomegranate seeds (optional)

Directions:

  1. French the rack of lamb, if it isn’t already frenched, with a paring knife or a frencher. You should have 7 or 8 chops that you can place in a bowl.
  2. Combine the salt, spices, serrano peppers, garlic, and ginger in a food processor. Pulse into a smooth paste. Add the Greek yogurt and pulse until incorporated, about 30 seconds. Slowly stream in the oil and lemon juice and pulse for a few more seconds until it’s incorporated. 
  3. Pour the marinade over the lamb chops and, using your fingers, massage it evenly over the chops for 30 seconds. Cover the bowl with plastic wrap or a silicone lid and refrigerate for at least 3 hours and up to 9 hours. 
  4. Heat the oven to 375°F and place a rack in the middle. Grease a 12×15″ or larger rimmed baking sheet and space the chops out on it evenly, fat side down. Pour any excess marinade over the chops. Bake for 20 to 25 minutes at 375°F until cooked through, then broil on the middle rack on the highest setting for an additional 10 minutes (without flipping). 
  5. Prepare the yogurt dip for serving. Gently stir the Greek yogurt in a bowl with salt, pepper, honey, and a light squeeze of lemon juice. Refrigerate. 
  6. Remove the chops from the oven and let them rest for 10 minutes. Brush an electric grill with a neutral oil such as canola, vegetable, or grapeseed oil and heat to 425°F. 
  7. Place the chops on the grill for about 2 minutes on either side or until char begins to appear. Take off and let chops rest for 3 to 5 minutes. (If you don’t have a grill, you can broil the chops on the highest setting for an additional 10 minutes for a total of 20 minutes.) 
  8. Spoon your yogurt dip over a large serving platter or plate, creating decorative swirls. Drizzle a generous amount of EVOO on top. Sprinkle over with onion, cilantro, and pomegranate seeds (if using). 
  9. Place the lamb chops over this and garnish with more cilantro. Serve the chops by themselves, with a salad, or with a flatbread such as naan.

What my mother’s “selfish” writing retreat taught me about being an artist and a parent

I spent the first three years of high school besotted with a boy in the grade above mine. He was tall and handsome and the star of the theater crowd. He was kind of nice to me, but not very — this was, I now realize, part of the appeal. I was the daughter of feminists, ambitious for a career in the arts, raised to believe I could do anything that anyone of any gender could. But I lived and breathed the notion that if this mildly interested, mildly interesting boy decided to make me his girlfriend, I would be the happiest person in the world.

The spring of my sophomore year, my mother was awarded a last-minute three-week residency at Hedgebrook, then a relatively new retreat for women-identifying writers on Whidbey Island, in the Puget Sound. “My mother is a writer” was a phrase that tripped off my tongue all the time. In my cohort, it was a badge of honor to have a working-artist parent — one of my friends had a mother who was a well-known painter; another, a father who was a renowned Native American story teller. But really, what I cared most about my mother was that she picked me up from school, went to the grocery store, and made sure I had clean underpants. My father, her husband, was the breadwinner; a college professor without tenure, which meant long, stressful hours on a campus 30 minutes from home. The gender parity in my parents’ marriage surpassed that of most of the heterosexual couples we knew in crunchy Portland, Oregon in the early ’90s; my father cooked, cleaned and spent more time with me than other dads spent with their kids. But that didn’t mean I wanted my mother to, as I considered it, abandon me to my father’s care for any period of time, let alone three weeks.

We were in the living room when she told me that she’d said yes. I remember that my face changed, and that her face, in turn, briefly mirrored my own, and that was how I knew that I didn’t look happy. I mumbled a congratulations. She told me I wouldn’t even notice she was gone. I didn’t know how to explain that, even though I was 15, even though it was probably too old for me to feel this way, she was how I understood the world, the one who, in driving me home when I got a sore throat in the middle of the day, showed me I didn’t have to be scared of sickness; who, in asking me about my math homework, reminded me that I didn’t have to only love one thing. But I was, yes, 15, so instead of telling her I’d miss her, I narrowed my eyes and muttered that I couldn’t believe she was being so selfish, leaving last minute for another state. What was Dad supposed to do? Who would take me where I needed to go? As far as I was concerned, it was horrific that that place didn’t allow children to visit, let alone provide her with a telephone. She said she’d write letters. I stomped up the stairs, and slammed the door to my bedroom, and wept into my pillow.

She left a couple of weeks later. I went to school and stayed late at play rehearsal, laughing loudly with my friends so that the boy would notice me. My dad picked me up on time, but he didn’t remember snacks, or to ask how my line memorization was going, and dinner was always just a little different, which seemed, at the time, like the same thing as wrong. Of course, I blamed my mother for all this. I received a letter in which she described a long walk alone on a windy, wet beach, and I crumpled it up, wounded that she’d rather get rained on on a stupid beach than mother me.

Then, the best, worst thing imaginable happened: The boy I worshipped asked me to prom. We went to a small school, where juniors and seniors were allowed to invite whomever they wanted, and he picked me. He picked me! But prom was only a week away. It didn’t occur to me that my own last minute invitation might be a sign that I hadn’t exactly been his first choice, because I was so focused on the fact that I now had only a week to transform myself from gawky theater geek to breathtaking siren in time for what would surely be the most important night of my life. Without my mother.

She made arrangements from afar. One of her friends would take me dress shopping. Another had a shawl I could borrow. Someone else had feet my size, and could lend me a pair of low heels I could probably walk in without breaking an ankle. Make-up and hair would be done by a friend of mine, whose mother actually wore make-up, so she knew what she was doing. But since none of my underclassmen friends had been invited to prom, I’d be sitting with my dad in my house until my date picked me up.

My mother’s writer friend, the one tasked with finding me a dress, had a knack for vintage shopping. She was fun and sardonic, but I thought she’d fail at this, because it was the kind of thing a mother should do, and she wasn’t one. Then, in the last store, we looked up on the wall, and there it was—a vintage crepe gown from the thirties, blush pink, with lace accents and a mermaid flare skirt. It was sixty dollars but my mother’s friend assured me this was an acceptable amount to spend on a prom dress, and it fit my string bean body like a glove, only in a good way, making me feel both elegant and cool—two things I’d never felt before. When the straps turned out to be a little worn, another friend of my mother sewed new ones on for me, good as new.

At some point, I arranged with my father that if I felt as though the situation was safe, it would be OK if I spent the night “out.” I remember, even as I explained this to him, feeling incredulous that he was buying what I was selling, something along the lines of the fact that my date lived far away, and a group of his friends and their dates were all planning to crash in his living room, so it might just make sense to stay over at his place, and nothing untoward would happen, promise. My dad thought for a moment, looking up at the ceiling, interlocking his fingers. Then he looked back at me, and said OK. No follow-up questions. This turn of events was simultaneously incredible and horrifying. I was sure my mother would have mortified me with at least one phone call to my date’s parents, but my dad just … trusted me.

The night of, the boy picked me up in his father’s car, a nice, quiet, smooth sedan — nothing like the rickety hatchback covered in bumper stickers that the boy usually drove, and which I’d come to covet the idea of sitting in. He took me to a seafood restaurant. I don’t eat seafood, something I thought he would remember about me. We sat with a mutual friend and his girlfriend, and I remember thinking how strange it was, as I lay my cloth napkin across my lap, to suddenly be treated like an adult, when if I’d walked into that same restaurant with my parents, I’d have been able to order from the kids menu, no questions asked. The prom itself was at the concert hall downtown, and the boy took my hand as we walked down the steps into the heart of the party, and my heart flipped and I thought, ah, OK, it finally feels like it’s supposed to feel.

We danced, a little. Turns out one of my friends was there with her upperclassman boyfriend, so I spent a lot of time at the edge of the dance floor with her. The women teachers kept telling me I looked so pretty, and I felt, acutely, how lovely and embarrassing this all was, to be witnessed in the damp fervency of my love for this boy. Surely all of these adult minds, now gathered together to watch over us, had been noticing, for months now, that I followed him around like a lost puppy, desperate for his attention. And now that I’d gotten it, what did they think of me? Did they think it was enough, what I’d finally gotten? Why didn’t it feel like enough?

Then prom was over. It turned out none of the boy’s friends were coming back to his place after all — everyone else had parties to go to. I was nervous to go to a party, but I said I’d be happy to go, but he yawned and said he was pretty tired. He offered to drive me home. Oh, I said, I thought I’d stay back at your place, like you said. He thought about that for a moment, then turned on the car and shrugged and said, yeah, that’s fine, my mom said you could. We drove the 20 minutes home listening to his mix tape — “More than Words,” some Boyz II Men. The house was dark when we drove up, and somehow the sight of it made me so sad, and then I panicked, there in the car next to him — what if he wanted to French kiss me, or put his fingers up my dress, what if he pressed himself against me and I had to feel his hard-on? What if he didn’t?

We walked into his dark living room and he turned on one light and showed me to the downstairs bathroom, where I could wash up and change into my pajamas. When I came out in my sweat pants and T-shirt, regretting that I hadn’t gotten one of my mother’s friends to find me some cute pajamas, he was in the kitchen. I thought he’d offer me a piece of pie, maybe, or some ice cream, but he just said, Oh, goodnight. I went and lay down on the couch and a few minutes later he came in and turned off the light and came and knelt over me, lying there in the darkness, heart pounding. He kissed me on the forehead, one quick ka-thunk of cold lips, like he might with a little sister. He stood and went up to his room, footsteps creeping up the stairs. All I could think of was his mother up there, lying awake, listening to hear that her boy was home, and then I cried.

Just today, I was in the car with my mother, my kids in the backseat. We’ve been podded together, desperate as my husband and I are for childcare, desperate for our children and our parents to be safe and healthy. The children were quiet for a brief spell, distracted by devices. I asked my mother about these three weeks she spent at Hedgebrook, the prom, the boy, everything. What do you remember, I said, about that time?

It was a very rainy spring, she said, it just rained and rained.

There was an unexpected opening at Hedgebrook that they needed to fill, she said, and they thought of me because I’d just won that award for my novel, and you know, I felt that I was at the beginning of something, that to turn down the award would be to shut the door on that work I was doing.

But I knew it was a bad time, she said. I knew you needed me, my nerdy kid who’d finally gotten noticed by that little boy you were so obsessed with.

But then I thought, maybe my friends can do for you what I would do, most of it, at least, she said.

But I knew they wouldn’t be able to do all of it, she said. And I thought, maybe I just shouldn’t go. I need to go but maybe now isn’t the right time.

My mother sighed. She was driving, and it had started to rain a little, and she kicked the wipers up a notch.

But I needed to go, she said. Not for my writing, even, not only for that. But because I was going to lose my mind if I didn’t have a break.

Mama, came my daughter’s voice from the back seat. Mama. Mama.

My mother glanced at me then, and I could tell she was about to say she was sorry, that she might even almost cry, and I couldn’t bear the guilt I’d saddled her with — even now she still carries it around, 30 years on — when what she gave me in her example, by stepping away from our home and my father and the care of me so that she could take long, rainy walks by herself, and make her art, will always be a much more important, vital, necessary lesson, than anything I lost.

Mama Mama Mama, said my little girl.

Just a minute, I said to my daughter. To my mother I said, Thank you.

Kevin McCarthy jokes about hitting Nancy Pelosi at Republican dinner

House Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy, R-Calif., joked this weekend about “hitting” Speaker Nancy Pelosi with a gavel if the GOP were to reclaim the House and he were ever elevated to her position.

The comments, made at a Republican dinner in Nashville hosted by Tennessee state legislators, were witnessed by Washington Post reporter Michael Scherer. The lawmakers apparently gifted McCarthy an oversized gavel with “Fire Pelosi” written on it, after which he told the crowd, “It will be hard not to hit her with it but I will bang it down.”

A number of prominent Republican party leaders from the state, including Gov. Bill Lee and Sen. Marsha Blackburn, attended the $250-a-plate event, according to The Hill.

It’s the latest shot in a running war of words between the two prominent politicos, and comes after a particularly fiery week in their embattled relationship. Most recently, McCarthy and Congressional Republicans have staged protests over a mask mandate recommended by the Capitol physician and endorsed by Democratic leadership. He blamed the decision on Pelosi wanting “to continue to live in a perpetual pandemic state.”

This prompted the speaker to tell a reporter, “he’s such a moron” when asked about McCarthy’s antics. 

Critics took issue with McCarthy’s joke about assaulting a fellow member of Congress, given that just over six months have passed since a group of Trump supporters calling for Pelosi’s public execution breached the Capitol and vandalized her office.

“This disgusting suggestion by @GOPLeader that he wants to physically assault the Speaker of the House is absolutely disqualifying,” Joseph Robertson, the executive director of Citizens’ Climate International, tweeted. “This menacing threat of political violence is a disgrace to his office & aligns him with violent extremists who plotted assassinations.”

“Yes Kevin, joking about assault w a deadly weapon is HILARIOUS,” Daily Kos contributor Stephen Andrew tweeted. “Manly resonant bonus laughs for it being an itty bitty elderly woman.”

Meet Christopher Rufo — leader of the incoherent right-wing attack on “critical race theory”

The attacks on “critical race theory” over these last nine months have sought to silence any critical focus on racism today, on structures, institutions, systems, acts and people deemed racist, and to reshape historical memory regarding race to this end.

Christopher Rufo has become the poster boy for these attacks, their driving force. He wasn’t the only one, or even the initially intended operative to lead the charge. The Heritage Foundation promoted the initiative, with numerous of its agents — or agents provocateurs — assuming the task. Jonathan Butcher and Mike Gonzalez were the other two designated with Rufo for the work. Gonzalez published a book, “The Plot to Change America,” targeting identity politics, centering terms Rufo would later mobilize to attack CRT. 

Heritage fashioned a twin state-focused political strategy designed to support the conservative resurrection and return to power: the broadside against progressive anti-racism, and the neutral-looking campaign to limit access to voting by people of color, the poor and youth. The work to restrict voting has been led, more quietly, by Heritage Action (a Heritage spinoff in 2010), which has developed a template for state voting restrictions, helping to write the proliferating state legislation. 

Butcher, Gonzalez and Rufo published hit pieces on the Heritage website and elsewhere, such as Manhattan Institute’s City Journal. None is trained as a lawyer, or indeed in any field specializing in studies of race. To their credit, they have picked up CRT along the way, the untrained eyes seeing what the trained one has not (intended), reconfirming the sighted UFO in consultation with each other. 

Rufo has gained the most traction in going after CRT. He took it on as his crusade. Acting as the crusade’s voice is now his full-time employment, perhaps even — like a typecast Hollywood actor — his employability. While claiming that “CRT is everywhere,” he is the one who actually is on Fox News repeatedly, where Donald Trump saw him interviewed last November and immediately gave Rufo a national platform. (From March onwards, Fox News has mentioned CRT nearly 2,000 times, 700 of those in June alone.) Rufo is the Trumpeter of anti-anti-racist agitation. So much so that his Twitter handle is @realchrisrufo — a close echo of the former president’s former Twitter handle — his platform also for fundraising. 

In taking on the Trumpian mantle, make-believe is the name of the game. And, as with the notorious propagandists from which he clearly has drawn influence, fabrication is at the heart of Rufo’s real crusade. He has been well-prepared, having worked previously at the Discovery Institute, best known for its creationist and anti-evolution science denial.

What, then, has RealChrisRufo (RCR) “seen”? There are many sites and sightings from which to draw. So it is best to hew closely to RCR’s own definitive statements on CRT, summarized in an 18-minute YouTube video he produced and in which he serves as the driving voice. It is effective agitprop, superficially slick, quick in claim and pace. His talking head is intercut with found images and computational graphics. But Rufo’s public façade of earnest sincerity is belied by his extraordinary intellectual dishonesty. The video is aimed at framing CRT in completely misleading historical, intellectual and political terms. It dramatically overgeneralizes, operating through innuendo and mischaracterization. It is as revealing in what is omitted as stated. He engages in diverting decontextualization and complete misrepresentation.  

“CRT,” Rufo declares at the outset, is “the new orthodoxy in America’s public institutions.” Really? Only because he says so and is mimicked loudly by his followers in the media and at school board meetings, finding it under every rock. Walking into schools, onto campuses, you’d search in vain turning up CRT anywhere other than in specialist college classes. That the embarrassing examples of CRT the critics identify are invariably traceable only to their proclamation should give pause about their authenticity and plausibility.

If “Most Americans have no idea where [CRT] comes from or the society it envisions,” it is left to Rufo to show us that it is around every corner, “why it is a threat to the country, and most importantly show [us] how you can fight it.” Believing, it turns out, is “seeing.”

CRT, in the Rufoist reading, began as an attempt to update Marxism. It supposedly inherited its structure of thinking from the “neo-Marxists” of critical theory — he identifies Herbert Marcuse, Theodor Adorno, Max Horkheimer and Walter Benjamin. Realizing in the 1960s “the actual failures” of Marxist “brutality,” RCR insists that “the critical theorists abandoned the old economic dialectic of bourgeois and proletariat and replaced it with a new racial dialectic of white and black.”

There are three related embarrassments to this vision. First, the only driving influences on CRT apparently are white German Jewish men. No Black, brown, Asian or women intellectual forerunners, American or globally, nor any non-Jewish whites. This is 1950s American anti-communism redux. 

Second, Adorno, Horkheimer and Benjamin restricted to antisemitism what little discussion they devoted to racism. This is perhaps understandable, given their own experiences. Hannah Arendt is one notable exception here. 

Third, in “Critical Race Theory: The Key Writings That Formed the Movement,” a reader collecting all the original seminal articles and edited by for of the intellectual movement’s principal founders, there are almost 1,500 footnotes (law articles are notoriously well-documented). There is not a single reference to Adorno, Horkheimer, Benjamin or Marcuse. There are more references to Black conservative economist and political commentator Thomas Sowell and former Vice President Hubert Humphrey (one each) than to Karl Marx. The references in the volume are overwhelmingly to U.S. legal cases, followed by the long tradition of Black American thinkers. 

The obvious rejoinder will be that the “neo-Marxist” influence is implicit, known to the initiated; the unprovable parading as given. “Critical,” however, etymologically means the capacity to judge the truth or merit of the object of analysis. Rufo-inspired CRT criticisms exhibit none of these qualities.

Rufo quickly broadens his target. CRT, he says, “is usually deployed under a series of euphemisms, such as equity, social justice, diversity and inclusion, and socially responsive teaching.” There is an obvious political strategy at work here: Renew the longstanding conservative hysteria over Marxism and communism by misreading CRT as substitutes for its terms. The goal is to set fire to the contemporary shift in American politics regarding race and racism unfolding since the George Floyd murder and BLM-inspired protests over a year ago. 

This past March, @RealChrisRufo was explicit about this strategy of fabrication on Twitter (it’s almost as if tweets are the medium of the political unconscious today). He later added, “I basically took that body of criticism … and made it political. Turned it into a salient political issue with a clear villain.”

The result is Campus Watch for schools, effectively Dinesh D’Souza 2.0 — a venomous brew. This is the lesson plan for the self-appointed thought police. While schools have been the principal targets, colleges and universities are now on the radar too. Critical Race Training in Education is a watchdog-style website recently established by Cornell law professor William A. Jacobson, with two younger activists, who together run the Legal Insurrection Foundation. Drawing calculatingly on the Rufoistic misreadings, they report on “more than 300 colleges and universities” nationwide for their training in CRT and antiracism (though courses in critical theory with no focus on racism are making the list too). The aim seems to warn “parents” away from sending their children to such institutions, including Jacobson’s own, and by implication to pressure the institutions to restrict CRT-related courses. This is cancel culture with a vengeance.

Rufoists never engage in sustained textual analysis of CRT. They usually refer misleadingly to an idea or sentence from the far wider, much less coherent body of critical work in the human sciences that I shorthand as critical race studies.  The two most often dismissed by Rufoists are “critical race guru” Ibram X. Kendi and Robin DiAngelo, who are about as different in critical commitments, assumptions and arguments as they could be. Kendi has repeatedly insisted he is no CRTer. He sometimes expresses ideas that CRT advocates would reject as unworkable or incoherent, just as some diversity training programs are embarrassingly counterproductive. But they are ideas for critical discussion, not incendiary devices to end the Republic. DiAngelo’s discussion of “white fragility” is not a position readily identified with CRT. Her reading of structural racism offers countering proposals that rely on personal, individual responses, leaving the structural conditions untouched. She is definitively no Marxist, neo- or otherwise. 

All this matters to the Rufoists as much as schools insisting they do not teach CRT. CRT is now the operative target in almost exactly the ways “Marxism,” “communism,” “socialism” and “liberalism” have been in the past. The Goldwater Institute, for which Heritage’s Butcher once worked, includes Howard Zinn’s “A People’s History of America under its CRT catchphrase, a text among others to be banned from school curricula. Zinn’s classic work was first published in 1980, before CRT was even named, or even a thing!

Rufo has also composed a CRT “Briefing Book,” a handbook for cultural combat. It serves for anti-CRT combat much like Israel’s Hasbara Handbook for Promoting Israel on Campus, the principal aim of which is “to influence public opinion.” Indeed, a Rufoist offshoot organization, Citizens for Renewing America, offers “model schoolboard language to prohibit CRT” alongside a “toolkit” to “combat CRT in your community,” much as Heritage Action provides model legislation to restrict state voting rights.

What, then, is “racial Rufoism”? It is a political strategy aiming to provide tools for whitewashing race and racism as the undiscussables of American politics, culture, education. It is a “redprint” for silencing any critical racial narrative. As American demography has become a lost conservative battle — within the next quarter-century the U.S., as California does already, will have no racial majority — the war has shifted. Who controls the levers of power? And who controls dominant cultural representation — here, the racial story that the country dominantly tells about itself? The fight over historical memory, as Nikole Hannah-Jones has aptly characterized the conservative attacks on the 1619 Project, is not just how to understand the American past. It seeks to establish the grounds for more or less full belonging to the society, the terms and conditions for being an American and staying ahead today.

Here a Tennessee school district experience exemplifies wider patterns across the country. A parent insisted that the account of Ruby Bridges, as the first Black student to integrate New Orleans schools in 1960, is hurtful to white schoolkids. Bridges’ account describes a “large crowd of angry white people who didn’t want Black children in a white school.” The parent insisted it failed to offer “redemption” for today’s white children. She also objected to another book about school segregation, expressing disapproval of teaching words like “injustice” and “inequality” in “grammar lessons.” A clip of Ruby Bridges’ chilling experience shows a six-year-old girl being screamed at by a crowd of angry white people spitting and cursing at her. No white redemption on offer here.

“Racial Rufoism” is obviously about denying structural or systemic racism, reducing racism solely to “individual bad apples.” But it is even more about whitewashing race and racism, seeking to relieve white people today of any responsibility not just about the past — slavery, segregation, Jim Crow, lynchings — but equally for their inherited impact today. This is exemplified in the all too easy resort by Rufoists to the MLK exhortation to “not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” One only has to read or hear the rest of King’s historic “I Have a Dream” speech to know he offered this as aspirational. He embedded it within an insistence that its realization is dependent on first addressing the structural and systemic racism still shaping this country. Rufoism provides a way for beneficiaries of whiteness to abrogate any responsibility for expanding racial differentials in wealth, property values, employability, educational resources and access, health disparities and voting rights restrictions. Racial Rufoism provides racial deniability its fuel and rationalizing cover. 

We are seeing, nevertheless, the stirrings of a more assertive critical counter to Rufoism. Because of the non-whitewashed history students are being provided in the Tennessee school district mentioned above, “teachers are reporting … that our students are reading like they’ve never read before.” The assistant superintendent added, “I’ve received a flood of emails recently that said, ‘Don’t do anything with the curriculum. My kid’s loving it’.” 

Rufoist whitewashing is not just censorious, sloppy and misdirecting. It may make for effective propaganda in the homogeneous circles in which it circulates, but it amounts to boring, unappealing, tuned-out pedagogy in schools and colleges alike. Rufoism is critical only in that other, fast failing sense. The Rufoists see a future that for all but themselves — and perhaps even for themselves — is no future at all.

“FBoy Island” recognizes that in the age of influencers, coupledom is business

Hosted and executive produced by comedian Nikki Glaser, HBO Max’s “FBoy Island” sets up three women in a tropical paradise to date around and discover who amongst 24 men is a self-identified “fboy” or player, and who is a self-identified “nice guy.” Choosing the wrong guy ultimately puts the women’s hearts, not to mention $100,000 in prize money, at risk.

“FBoy Island” sets itself apart with more than just its premise though. Throughout the season, the singles can be heard saying things like, “I chose you because I think we looked good together,” or imagining themselves as a power couple on Maxim’s Hot 100 list. Choosing a partner based on attraction isn’t enough anymore; it’s how they are perceived as a couple that is the sticking point.

This is not a critique necessarily, but rather by design. The show is both hyper-aware that so-called fboys are a fixture on reality dating shows, just as social media and career influencers are too. From the moment Nakia Renee, Sarah Emig and CJ Franco — all of whom do some modeling and social media influencing themselves — are invited to choose the men for their first mini dates, they note the importance of a potential partner looking good with them. 

The keenness of the leads and contestants on each other’s visual compatibility and who might look best on their Instagram grids isn’t unrelatable, and it isn’t all shallow. There’s no shame in having a personal “brand,” seeking physical compatibility, or anything like that. But the importance of this is taken to a new level by “FBoy Island,” a show on which personal branding — and who the stars choose to include in their brands — is a matter of business.

On the show’s third episode, Sarah, CJ and Nakia choose teams from the men to do a group photoshoot date. CJ observes, “You learn a lot about somebody when you take a photo with them,” while Nakia comments, “Photoshoots reveal a lot of chemistry.” 

“I’m really excited to see who I have the most chemistry with and who I’d look really good with,” she adds.

They’re not wrong about what you can learn from or how you can connect with someone by taking photos together, but in the brave new world of Instagram, Tik Tok, and influencing, there are new stakes to all of this. Sure, successful, wealthy single influencers exist. But influencer couples have increasingly become where the money is at, because, as Vox’s Rebecca Jennings reported earlier this year, becoming a canvas upon which the young and impressionable can project their idea of “#couplegoals” is a lucrative business.

“Couple goals” is an entire genre of its own on Tik Tok, Vox reported, and coupled influencers share content that uncoupled influencers simply can’t, mostly including curated or even wholly manufactured videos and photos and stories that depict the ups and downs of romantic relationships. Just as there’s a “couple goals” genre, there’s also an entire genre of YouTuber breakup announcement videos, carefully and purposefully shot with the members of the former couple sitting appropriately far apart, with somber expressions and dim lighting. Followers of “Bachelor Nation” have read some variation of the same Instagram caption with a lengthy and generic breakup announcement dozens of times, since the dawn of the social-media-influencer-to-reality-show-star pipeline.

No one should be surprised by the candid and overt nature in which social media, image and appearance are described on a show like “FBoy Island.” If anything, the women’s honest roasts of contestants’ fashion blunders, poor picture-taking skills and “thirsty” or weak social media game from the contestants are true to what’s probably going on, behind the scenes, to create most of the couple goals content that saturate our social media feeds.

Public displays of affection, or PDA, were once but an annoying nuisance to which we’re often subjected on commutes to work or pre-pandemic nights out. Today, PDA is a highly profitable market for the unrealistically attractive, and those who are either void of personalities or good enough at hiding what trace of one they may have on-camera, so legions of fans can freely fantasize and project onto them. Don’t forget that when the “FBoy” Islanders cuddle up or execute a picture-perfect smooch.

As one could logically predict, there’s a dark side to couple goals influencing — namely that, pending whether a “couple” is real or not, rose-tinted montages and Instagram carousels can conceal real-life struggles with domestic abuse and entrapment. Teenage Tik Tokers Sienna Mae Gomez and Jack Wright had a messy, much-publicized breakup earlier this year in which both alleged abuse and claimed they barely even had a relationship off-camera, Insider reported. Even in non-abusive cases, breakups are always difficult to initiate and endure, and when your couple persona becomes your entire life as an influencer with thousands if not millions craving every detail about your relationship, one can deduce this makes a breakup exponentially more difficult.

The motives and business side of it all are out in the open on “FBoy Island,” and if #couplegoals content is truly a social media genre that’s here to stay, maybe honesty is the best policy. None of this is to say that “FBoy Island” is a perfect, wholly transparent dating show, as if such a thing could even exist. First of all, is there really any difference between self-identified fboys and nice guys who have both opted to participate in a reality show in the clout-chasing world of 2021? 

But if not always 100% honest, “FBoy Island” is at least highly self-aware and entertainingly self-deprecating. With the lack of marital pressures and narratives imposed by shows like “The Bachelor,” “FBoy Island” doesn’t try to hide that the lines between love and business are increasingly blurry when it comes to the influencer-participants such dating shows attract. It’s all about fun, candor, and the occasional joke about an fboy trying to “bang” your mother.

The first three episodes of “FBoy Island” are now streaming, with new episodes releasing Thursdays on HBO Max.

America’s embittered rural-urban divide breaks down when it comes to diseases of despair

There is a simple and popular narrative about rural Americans and Donald Trump: The former loves the latter. It is easy to pull up statistics about how Hillary Clinton and Joe Biden both won a roughly comparable (small) percentage of America’s rural counties, how Trump is extremely popular in those regions and note that suburban and urban areas leaned toward Biden. From there, it is easy to conclude that there is a rural-urban political divide in the United States. This would be true to an extent, of course, but obscures details such as the presence of rural communities of color that opposed Trump. It also ignores that, when it comes to symptoms of social hardship, rural and urban Americans often have similar experiences and concerns.

Indeed, according to one recent study, the way in which poor people perceive their lives as being harmed leads to similar causes of despair — and similar diseases of despair — regardless of where they live. “Diseases of despair” is a term that refers to diseases linked to behaviors caused by poverty, oppression and other unhealthy social conditions. Diseases of despair are defined as drug or alcohol overdose, alcoholic liver disease and suicide. That last one, as the study points out, becomes more common as people suffering economically begin to report a loss of connection with others.

“It really surprised us how much perceptions largely overlapped for the four focus groups we spoke two (three in rural areas, one in an urban area),” Dr. Daniel R. George from Penn State College of Medicine, who co-authored the study in JAMA Network Open, told Salon by email. “Financial distress was clearly at the heart of the crisis for people in both regions. There is an overwhelming sense that it is nearly impossible for people without college educations to find good jobs with living wages and full benefits in the modern economy.”

George’s conclusion regarding job opportunities speaks to the increasing crisis of social mobility in the United States, a situation that has been worsening since the 1970s. And as income inequality rises and American social systems break down, it seems the epidemic of despair knows no geographic bounds. The study found that people in both urban and rural communities are likely to seek intoxicating chemicals (alcohol, heroin) for relief from their pervasive sense of despair.

“People in both areas also converged on a sense that, as the economic situation has worsened for the working class there has been a parallel decline in community life in terms of reduced neighborly interactions, greater loneliness, isolation, alienation from one another, and that this has also resulted in the breakdown of families,” George explained.


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This is not to say that urban and rural Americans share all of the same concerns. As one example, George mentioned that while both groups are concerned about the lack of infrastructure in their communities, urban residents were more likely to talk about schools and vocational programs while rural inhabitants drew attention to lack of public transportation, hospital shortages and inadequate access to addiction treatment centers.

Despite these differences, however, George emphasized to Salon that we need to recognize how alike low-income people throughout America are.

“The diseases of despair crisis was first characterized as affecting poor rural white men and women in midlife with low-educational attainment, but in recent years the data has largely shown it extends across other demographics and is a more generalized phenomenon,” George explained. The team of researchers therefore looked at rural and urban areas close to the Penn State hospital so they could learn more. “There have recently been such stark divides between urban and rural America, and these are constantly reinforced in today’s culture war politics, but the fact that residents in these ostensibly different areas appeared to be facing and speaking to similarly declining circumstances was compelling to us and worth examining.”

George argues that diseases of despair are prevalent everywhere because of “how we have organized our society and economy over the last several decades in favor of capital over workers — especially those lacking bachelor’s degrees.” Not only has it become very difficult to develop a career in an economy that prioritizes knowledge and services, but economic elite have outsourced millions of industrial jobs to other countries and removed social safety nets that could have provided economic security.

“Now, if you’re poor, working class, you live a deeply precarious existence and — regardless of race — people are feeling the same sense that things are rigged against them and that the future isn’t getting any brighter,” George explained.

Another recent study found that a recent drop in American life expectancy was due to the prevalence of diseases of despair in the United States. Published in the peer-reviewed open access medical journal BMJ Open, this May 2021 study found that suicide, alcohol-related diseases and accidental drug overdoses were the main drivers behind the year-to-year drop in average life expectance between 2015 and 2017. This included a 287% increase in suicidal thoughts and behavior among minors between 2009 and 2018, a 210% in those tendencies among 18 to 34 year olds during that same period, and major increases in alcohol and substance-related diagnoses within the previous decade.