Sunday, January 29, 2017

The New York Times is at it again

It is difficult to determine what motivates the editors of the New York Times to wish being considered journalistic jerks. But for some strange reason they keep doing the things that make them appear as that, and nothing more. This time, they published an article by Jack Shenker about whose background very little is known. I am aware of the book he wrote about Egypt; but that's one book I shall not read because, having read some of his articles, I have determined that reading this book will be a colossal waste of time.

The latest Shenker article to appear in the New York Times came under the title: “Egypt's Rickety Dictatorship,” published on January 28, 2017. To better understand my reaction to it, I must tell a story that goes back many decades. I was taking a course in film, and one of the professors was American. This was a confusing time even for us Canadians, as to what our identity boiled down to. And so you can imagine what it must have been like for an American that's teaching us American and Asian films and occasionally African films too.

He liked the essays and scripts I wrote, and gave me good grades. He also liked that I had a multi-cultural background, and was older than the others, having registered as a mature student. I visited him in his office one day, and we got talking about Pierre Berton who was famous for writing Canadian history, vowing to make it sound interesting and exciting at a time when the English Canadians among us were hung up on the idea of Canada being composed of “Two Solitudes,” and the French Canadians among us were hung up on the idea of “My Country is not a Country; it is Winter”.

At the end of the conversation, the professor asked me if I would read some of the writings done by the other students, and identify for him what I see in them as being typically Canadian. I did that, and there was one thing that jumped out of those papers loudly and clearly. Latin American unrest and revolutions being in the news at the time, Canadian youngsters took to them like cultural orphans thirsting to adopt Latin America as their motherland. They wrote essays and scripts based on that subject as if they were Castros and Guevaras … saying nothing about solitudes or Canada's Winter months.

I do not know enough about Jack Shenker to determine what he is missing in life or what he is after. But based on his writings, I am inclined to believe that he is thirsting to adopt the Egyptian Revolution as his motherland. This being the case, he does not feel obligated as a journalist to explain why he can make grandiose statements and definitive projections about his adopted parent without explaining what lies at the basis of his thinking.

And so you see him write a 1,340-word diatribe blasting the “dictatorial” tendencies of the parent he is rebelling against. He does that, having sided with the revolutionary kids who are indigenous to the land of Egypt, hoping to become brothers with them. And like them, he describes in the abstract the impressions he has of what the country is all about at this time, and what it has the potential of becoming. He may feel he has the credentials to do so, but to an observer, it is not enough to think of himself an expert on Egypt, having befriended only one Egyptian and his younger brother barely past their teenage years.

Now, guess how much Jack Shenker got out of those two. Here is his account of the encounter:

“The future seems vague and foggy, Tarek Hussein told me, but we won't abandon the fight. He was incarcerated under the former Muslim Brotherhood for opposing the government, and again under Sisi for being a member of the Muslim Brotherhood. I met him in a cafe with his brother … Our conversation was interrupted by the arrival of what appeared to be a police informant. Tarek deftly steered us outside so that we could continue talking … the future Egyptian capital in the Eastern Desert, with its neatly demarcated segments is incompatible with the messy Cairo from which the Hussein brothers have emerged”.

That being all that Shenker got out of the two brothers, he found himself exhausted emotionally trying – with the little that he has – to identify with the children of Egypt's Revolution. He now admits that “no one knows what twists and turns will come next in Egypt”.

Having thus lifted the burden of being obligated to give the customary expert opinion as to what may lie ahead for his adopted motherland; Jack Shenker inadvertently dropped the shield that was keeping the secret of how he came to identify so closely with the Egyptian Revolution as to make it his won.

Here is what he says a friend told him once: “For these kids, the revolution was a new parent, something that brought them into the adult world and would make them, and which they believed they would eventually remake in turn. They are the orphans of the revolution, and they will never be content with life as it stands”.

And neither will he give up on a revolution he wishes to see unfold at perpetuity for its own sake without seeking to achieve a specific goal aside from the excitement that it will generate for his entertainment and that of others.

As to the editors of the New York Times, they too welcome the entertainment value they see in a revolution that never stops, but they also hunger to see permanent brakes put on Egypt's development. And that's what they calculate an ongoing revolution will do for the country.

After all, there has been 7,000 years of civilization on this planet, and Egypt has been in the lead during 6,000 of them. It is time – in the eyes of the Times editors – to let the other nations take their turn at wearing the crown.