Look Deeper Beslan

As the first days of September are upon us, I’ve been remembering this time last year, during the Beslan hostage crisis. Last night I watched a documentary on BBC1 which consisted primarily of interviews with children who survived, images from the seige, and english subtitles. To say that it was a sad documentary would be an understatement, it was terrible… the stories I mean.

You have to picture it, 10 year old Russian children with these very serious and depressed eyes, telling about what happened:

“After one of the explosions, I was in a pile of rubble, and I could hear children under me… the couldn’t breathe.. they were being crushed.. we all tried to reach out hands out so that someone might grab us and pull us out..”

or

“I was sitting on my mothers lap, we were desperate for water, and then suddenly there was an explosion, and my mother was gone.”

Of course it was a terrible thing that happenned, you don’t need me to write that. But one thing that is not talked about, that bothers me about the Beslan seige, is that the media never talks about how the terrorists became terrorists. Meaning – there is no discussion of Chechnya and what the Russian government and military has done to the region and its people. As usual the seige is excessively simplified: evil terrorists just want to destroy schools and children.

Obviously these children were innocent. Obviously schools should never be used as pawns in armed conflict. But it is also ridiculous to act like these terrorists came out of nowhere and mother Russia is a peaceloving nation. My point – Grieve and remember the terrible thing that happened one year ago in Beslan. BUT — also recognize and condemn the terrible things that have been done by the Russian military in Chechnya.

Maple Leaves

What is it about Canadians? Stay with me here—

I can’t resist the friendliness. The coolness. The relaxed; good-heartedness; so many of them bleed.

Not only here in Amsterdam, but all over the world, I have Canadian friends that I adore living outside their home country. They are often the ultimate expats. They blend in. They speak the local language when necessary. Lots of times they have a parent or a loved one who is probably from that country.

Whichever the case, I have a thing for Canadians- I just like them. Even the bad ones… I think I like them too. But I do have to ask, in a generally curious way, how did they get this way?

All these things traveled through my brain yesterday, as I stood there smiling and swaying to the music at Paradiso. Thanks once again to Toronto’s Finest Chef in exile, I was watching one of my favorite bands ever – The Stars. Even this group, in all their popularity and success, even they seemed lovable and down to earth. I wanted to climb on stage and invite them over for dinner. Again.. that oh-canada magic.

Speaking of which, I miss my brooklynzoo… who now lives in Berlin, and I fully intend to visit.

Tsunami Update…

The way mass media chew up and spit out news, you don’t tend to get much in terms of history or updates for different issues and events. So today I’ve been combing the internets for info about the Tsunami recovery. Bet you hadn’t thought about THAT for awhile. 150,000 + died, yet it terms of news value – it couldn’t hold a candle to 9-11. Ponderous.

My search was for updates. How the recovery effort was going, across the region; how crops have been effected, how populations are coping, and if there’s any good news.

So far what Ive been able to find is that some people see a silver lining. That rice crops survived fairly well in places like Indonesia. But on the other hand, still lots of bad news, including that many people are still living in constant fear of another such disaster. Forever traumatized. To further add to the bad news about recovery list, is that in some places, like Yemen; the international community and agencies pretty much failed to notice how bad the effects were.

For all those named Katrina, such as one beautifully crazy friend of mine, you gotta love the headlines today. Including my recent favorite, cause I know she’d be proud:

Katrina may cost insurers $30 billion

Most Importantly today — go and listen to me discussing the world with Madge, a Woman of Luna, on Yeast Radio.

bicyclemark62_050827

Progressive Podcasts Review; What I listen to and why.

AudioCommunique #62(mp3)
30min+, 64kbps, 14Mb+

Public Radio Podcasts Discussed:
Democracy Now
Off the Hook
Radio Open Source
Media Matters
On the Media

Traditional Alternative Media Podcasts:
Fire On the Prairie from In These Times magazine, NOT the New republic. Whoops.
Radionation
Indymedia Podcast Feed

Native Podcasts:
Yeast Radio
AudioActivism

Doing it with music:
Tinkoff Radio
Radio Clash

AudioComments from:
Eliott in Canada
Clubside Breakfast Time Podcast, Olympia – Washington

Music from:

Allen Ginsburg DJ Mix – Come Along
G. Love – Lovin You (The Hustle)
Jets to Brazil – In the Summer, You Really Know (Four Cornered Night)
Family Guy – I’m Yours (live in Las Vegas)
Fallout Boy – Grand Theft Autumn

The Orgins

I figure since the blog felt dead for 24 hours… I would tell about the circumstances in which this communique of mine was born:

The year was around 2000 and I was busy playing horn for OCG, working on my bachelors, and plotting a move to France for a semester or so. I’d been an internaut since the early nineties, so it only made sense that I have some kind of website that Geocities provided, where I would throw up some photos I scanned in the WPU art department computer lab, and then I’d rant about world news for a few paragraphs. When I did this, I was thinking of myself as a sort-of columnist for my own little newspaper. I tried to write in a very “i know everything” manner, because when it came to world affairs, I probably believed I knew everything.

So I’d update my little website every week or so, and put up a new, what I called, Communiqué for my readership of 5 or so. Many of those original 5 still come here daily! (I do love you for your courage and dedication!)

Eventually this wasn’t good enough. It was just after Sept.11th and I had moved to Lisbon; Chavez was overthrown for 24 hours, Israel was shooting up churches in Bethlehem, and fascist patriotism had taken over the United States. I needed a better outlet for my rants, and I felt like newspapers had too many gatekeepers who wouldn’t accept my work. But I hadn’t heard about blogs, so I kept on writing articles for my site, more and more.

And then I moved to Amsterdam right around this date in 2002, and I discovered blogger, and I purchased bicyclemark.org, because I had often been called that name, and I wanted to express my dedication to people and progress by making it a .org instead of a .com .

The rest is history, especially in 2004 when this thing began to really bloom. And I made tons of fellow blog friends as well as reader friends. Many of them are still going today, like brian, tony, and the wonderful bronwyn. So as my blog birthday approaches, I just wanted to share and remember how and when it all started. Thanks for reading, and you can bet- I’ve only just begun.

Conspiracy

Dear Readers, the site was down for 24 hours. During that 24 hours I was mentioned on Adam Curry’s Podfinder amongst other places. Meaning hundreds of new visitors came here and throught — doesn’t work, this sucks.
Thus is life when your domain registrar is probably run out of a shack in southern cal. Still, I’m thankful to all of you who were patient, wrote me emails, called me, and offered money. The tip jar is always open of course, but that wasn’t the problem.

So a big thank you to my host Zach at Cast Iron hosting who commiserated with me throughout.

We now return you to our regularly scheduled programming. (tonight)