Catherine DIgnazio: ‘Data is never a raw, truthful input and it is never neutral’ – The Guardian

Our ability to collect and record information in a digital form has exploded as has our adoption of AI systems, which use data to make decisions. But data isnt neutral, and sexism, racism and other forms of discrimination are showing up in our data products. Catherine DIgnazio, an assistant professor of urban science and planning at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), argues we need to do better. Along with Lauren Klein, who directs the Digital Humanities Lab at Emory University, she is the co-author of the new book Data Feminism, which charts a course for a more equitable data science. DIgnazio also directs MITs new Data and Feminism lab, which seeks to use data and computation to counter oppression.

What is data feminism and why do we need it?It is data science with an intersectional feminist lens. It takes all inequality into account at every stage of the data processing pipeline, including gender discrimination but also other forms of intersecting discrimination like racism, classism and ableism. And the reason we need it is to stop producing harmful racist and sexist data products.

We shouldnt be surprised about the sexist results coming out of these algorithms with the flawed data we are feeding in

When you look at data and AI this way, what kind of problems do you find?We find some people are winning and some people are losing. The benefits and harms are not being equally distributed. And those who are losing are disproportionately women, people of colour, and other marginalised groups. One way they are losing is that data most of us would think is important isnt being collected. We have detailed datasets on things like the length of guinea pig teeth and items lost on the New York City subway. But, in the US, missing data includes maternal mortality data, which has only started being collected recently, and sexual harassment data. And so much of our health and medical understanding is based on research that has been done exclusively on the male body.

How do people with less privilege show up in datasets?Weve had facial analysis software that is much less accurate for dark-skinned women and algorithms that disadvantage female applicants. Weve also had child abuse prediction software that over-targets poor families and predictive policing software like PredPol that disproportionately targets neighbourhoods of colour. The former pulls data from state health and welfare services, which poor people are more likely to access, while the latter is based on historical crime data; only US policing practices have always disproportionately surveilled and patrolled neighbourhoods of colour. We shouldnt be surprised about the racist and sexist results coming out of these algorithms with the deeply flawed data we are feeding in.

If our data and algorithms are all so flawed, how do we change things to make them better?First we need to be tuning in to the ways that oppressive forces might be insidiously inserting themselves into the data pipeline. More understanding is particularly needed among the technical folks who are making these systems. It is rarely the case that the discrimination in products is intentional; its just that nobody has ever taught them that it is a problem or emphasised that it is important. University data-science courses should include more than just a single ethics class.

Then we have to actually use data and computation to challenge inequality. We have to collect counter-data. Take for example the comprehensive dataset on Mexicos femicides gender-related killings of women and girls that has been compiled for the past five years from media reports by Mara Salguero, a citizen activist in that country. She is filling a vacuum because the Mexican government is not collecting the data. Now of course data alone is never enough. But if the data is used in concert with organising, lobbying and building political will, it can be very effective. In the US, we do have organisations working to call out injustice and produce their own counter-data, including Data for Black Lives, the Algorithmic Justice League and The Markup. We need to fund more of this kind of work.

Is there such thing as neutral data?There is a naive assumption that if you see numbers in a spreadsheet, they are real somehow. But data is never this raw, truthful input, and it is never neutral. It is information that has been collected in certain ways by certain actors and institutions for certain reasons. For example, there is a comprehensive database at the US federal level of sexual assaults on college campuses colleges are required to report it. But whether students come forward to make those reports will depend on whether the college has a climate that will support survivors. Most colleges are not doing enough, and so we have vast underreporting of those crimes. It is not that data is evil or never useful, but the numbers should never be allowed to speak for themselves because they dont tell the whole story when there are power imbalances in the collection environment.

Would data sciences bias problems be solved if there were simply more data scientists, coders and computer programmers who were women or from minority backgrounds?More diversity is an important part of the solution. As a group, data scientists are more likely to be male, white and highly educated. They have never experienced sexism, racism or classism so it is hard for them to see it. We call this the privilege hazard in the book and diversity can mitigate it.

But only including more women or people of colour is not going to solve everything. We need to put communities who will be impacted by the information systems into the process of making them. Because inevitably designers and programmers are going to be building systems for life experiences that they havent had. If everyone that builds a welfare application needs to have lived on welfare, that would be a high bar. Because I am a woman doesnt mean Im going to understand how to build an application for domestic workers. But there are participation strategies from other fields like urban planning and how we incorporate those in data science is an area ripe for exploration.

In the book you talk about Big Dick Data. What is it and should we just reject it outright?We coined it to denote big data projects that are characterised by masculine fantasies of world domination. Big Dick Data projects fetishise large size and prioritise it, along with speed, over quality, ignore context and inflate their technical capabilities. They also tend to have little consideration for inequalities or inclusion in the process. Mark Zuckerberg aiming to supersede human senses with AI might be considered one such project, along with software company Palantirs claims about massive-scale datasets. Big Dick Data projects arent necessarily wholly invalid, but they suck up resources that could be given smaller, more inclusive projects.

What would you most like people to think about or ask themselves when they encounter data or a graph in the media?A good general strategy and feminist practice is to ask what we call who questions. Who made this? Who collected the data? Whose lives are embodied in the data? Who is it serving? Who is harmed potentially? Asking these questions allows us to start to see how privilege is baked in.

How is privilege being baked into the coronavirus data we are collecting?The US governments response to coronavirus has been a case of missing data. There has been community spread, but the numbers are completely unreliable because kits are in short supply and people are having a hard time getting tests. And then poor people, which include many from immigrant backgrounds, will be less likely to seek tests because of lack of insurance, lack of ability to afford insurance co-pays and lack of paid sick time if they test positive.

Data Feminism by Catherine DIgnazio and Lauren F Klein is published by MIT (25)

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The Coronavirus Pandemic Has Brought Out Society’s Alarming Disregard for People With Disabilities – The Appeal

This piece is a commentary, part of The Appeals collection of opinion and analysis.

More than 42,000 people in the U.S. have been confirmed to have COVID-19, and over 500 people have died from the illness. Those are frightening numbers, particularly given the speed at which the numbers have grown.

Yet the continuing disregard that government officials, the media, and society writ-large seemingly have for disabled people like methose at heightened risk of severe illness from COVID-19remains alarming.

The people most at risk of contracting the coronavirus are the elderly and those with certain pre-existing health conditions. Forty-nine million adults in the United States are age 65 and over, says the Census Bureau. And among non-elderly adults in the United States, 50 million to 129 million have a pre-existing condition, according to the Department of Health and Human Services.

But as someone with arthrogryposisa disability that affects my joints and musclesand a history of blood clots, I have two conditions that raise my vulnerability. Last week, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) released a list of 10 conditions that increase the risk of severe illness from the virus.

Far too many people are entirely ignoring the gravity of COVID-19, believing that they are young and healthy and, therefore, not at risk. College students headed to the beaches in Florida this month for spring break. Until states began implementing recent stay-at-home restrictions, people were filling bars and restaurants.

Believing that we should just stay at home while others continue on with their lives is ableist.

But younger people can carry the virus and pass it on to a disabled person, older adult, or our caregivers. Young people are also not immune to the virus: 53 percent of people with COVID-19 in New York are 18 to 49 years old.

Some people are suggesting that rather than require all people to stay at home, only those most at risk of contracting the virus should be confined to their homes. In fact, believing that we should just stay at home while others continue on with their lives is ableistdiscriminatory or prejudiced against people with disabilities, perpetuated by a belief that disabled people are inferior to nondisabled people. Ableism takes many forms. On an individual level, ableism is attitudes, assumptions, or stereotypes about people with disabilities. Institutional ableism, conversely, is marked by systemic and pervasive policies and practices that negatively affect people with disabilities. Like all types of oppression, ableism can be implicit or explicit.

Although it seems we cannot count on society to look out for those of us most vulnerable, we would like to believe that our government is taking steps to ensure everyone in the U.S. is safe. Yet, that also does not seem to be the case. Although President Trump has finally acknowledged that the U.S. is in crisis, his indifference toward people like me has remained constant. For example, he regularly discusses older people during these briefings but has never mentioned how the virus is affecting disabled people.

More troubling, the administrations messaging around COVID-19 has been entirely inaccessible to many people with disabilities. While governors typically have sign language interpreters next to them when speaking to the public about emergencies, the White House daily COVID-19 press briefings have never once included a sign language interpreter, and their videos shared on social media usually lack captioning. The National Council on Disability, an independent federal agency that advises the president and Congress on disability policy, recently issued a letter to the White House concerning the lack of sign language interpreters.

Disability organizations have begun developing information about the illness in plain language so that people with intellectual disabilities or low literacy levels are informedsomething the government has also failed to do.

The Trump administration is not alone, however, in ignoring our needs during these difficult times. Disabled people have taken to Twitter to express their frustration at the Senates failure to include people with disabilities in its proposed COVID-19 legislation.

Although people with disabilities have many of the same needs as our nondisabled peers, we also have distinct needs that need to be considered. For example, if there is a complete lockdown, like in Italy, will my personal care assistants still be able to come to my house? Without them, I am unable to eat, bathe, or even get out of bed. Last month, a disabled person in China died after his caregiver was quarantined and unable to get to him.

Institutionalization is also a concern among disabled people. The Centers for Medicare & Medicaid Services (CMS) just recently waived rules that prevented the unnecessary institutionalization of people with disabilities and older adults. Now, it will make it easier for people to be placed in nursing homes. Far too often, disabled people are placed in institutions during emergencies and then remain stuck there long after the incident has ended, according to research. What is being done to ensure people with disabilities are not being institutionalized because of COVID-19?

Homelessness also disproportionately affects people with disabilities, with some estimates finding that 24 percent of the homeless population have disabilities. Are there accessible shelters available to serve disabled people, including those who contract COVID-19? What is being done to prevent the spread of the virus to those living in shelters? How are the needs of homeless individuals being addressed in cities with lockdowns?

Similarly, incarcerated disabled people have an increased risk of contracting the virus. Some prosecutors have pledged to reduce the number of people in jails, prisons, and courtrooms to mitigate the spread of COVID-19. But what other efforts are being implemented to ensure that those incarcerated are protected while also not being further isolated?

Further, how are we ensuring healthcare is widely accessible, including for people with disabilities and older adults? In Italy, for example, hospitals are beginning to ration healthcare, denying it to those who are older. Just last week, the New York Times published an opinion piece from medical professionals that discussed similarly needing to ration care in the United States.

If there is a complete lockdown, will my personal care assistants still be able to come to my house? Without them, I am unable to eat, bathe, or even get out of bed.

In fact, some states Crisis Standards of Care protocolswhich detail how medical care is provided during catastrophes if there are shortagesexplicitly allow for people with certain disability types to be denied life-saving care. On Monday, disability advocates filed a complaint with the Department of Health and Human Services Office for Civil Rights against Washington State concerning such plans. They say that rationing medical care violates federal disability rights laws.

Eugenics-based ideologies should never be used to determine who deserves life-saving measures and who doesnt.

Other issues also remain that need to be urgently addressed. Insurance companies, as well as Medicaid and Medicare programs, need to change their rules so people can stockpile their medications. Schools and universities need to ensure that disabled students are still receiving reasonable accommodations as they move to online instruction. Accessible transportation must be available. And, all emergency management efforts must comply with federal and state disability rights laws.

Furthermore, disability advocates were concerned that the coronavirus stimulus bill, which Congress just failed to pass, might weaken protections for students with disabilities. For example, some drafts of the bill have included a provision that would allow the secretary of education to waive portions of the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act (IDEA). This law, which has existed for 45 years, entitles students with disabilities to a free and appropriate public education in the least restrictive environment possible. Proposed waivers could weaken states obligations.

Above all, government officials must consult with the disability community as they continue to develop and implement plans. We know our needs better than anyone else.

Nothing about us without us isnt just a mantra, its how cooperative governing works. Members of the disability community need to be engaged as advisors and experts as every level of government works on #COVID19 rapid response, Representative Ayanna Pressley of Massachusetts said on Twitter.

People vulnerable to the virus are everywhere. We are mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, aunts, and uncles. We are students, teachers, lawyers, retail associates, doctors, and chefs. We are your neighbors and your friends. If the U.S. is going to get through this pandemic with the least amount of fatalities possible, we must work together to protect everyone. Ableism has no place now or ever.

Robyn Powell is an attorney, researcher, and proud disabled woman who lives outside Boston.

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Co-chair of the PYD: SDF could join government forces in Idlib after an agreement on role in Syrian Armed Forces – Syria Direct

During the most recent military escalation by Syrian government forces and their allied militias in northwest Syria, which led to the displacement of more than one million people, media outletsmostly opposition-leaningreported that the Kurdish-dominated Syrian Democratic Forces (SDF) fought alongside the Syrian government forces. The SDF, however, has denied these claims.

Nevertheless, Aisha Hasso, the co-chair of the Democratic Union Party (PYD), which forms the backbone of the SDF, did not rule out the possibility of joining government and Russian forces in northwest Syria in the future. She, however, told Syria Direct reporter Mohammad Ibrahim, that such a scenario is conditional on an agreement with Damascus regarding the SDFs position within the Syrian armed forces, admitting at the same time that Damascus has not been freed from its mentality from before 2011.

Hasso, who is originally from Balbala district in the northern countryside of Aleppo, was born in 1978. She was a member of the Star Union of Women, known now asKongreya Star, before being elected as c0-chair of the PYD with Shahouz Hussein in September 2017, to succeed Salih Muslim and Asia al-Abdullah. She was re-elected as co-chair for a second tern with Anwar Muslim in February 2020.

The PYD was founded in 2003 under the guidance of Abdullah Ocalan, the founder of the Kurdish Workers Party in Turkey (PKK). After Ocalan and the Turkish government reached an agreement to dissolve the PKK and withdraw its fighters from Turkey, four of its affiliated parties were established in Turkey, Iraq, Iran, and Syria. In 2013, the PYD, with the participation of other Kurdish political parties, announced the formation of the Autonomous Administration of North and East Syria (AA).

How does the Autonomous Administration of North and East Syria view the recent military escalation in northwest Syria?

What is happening in Idlib is linked to the Astana process, which represents the agenda of Turkey, Russia, and Iran in Syria, while the role of the Syrian regime is just an implementation tool, as it had no direct presence in the Astana talks.

The critical situation in Idlib showcases the failure of the Astana process from the onset, and the conflicting interests of Russia, Turkey, and Iran interests in the region.

Concerning the position of the AA, we represent a third option. We are not on the side of the regime, nor on the side of the opposition that became hostage to the Turkish leadership. We have always been against the militarization of the Syrian crisis and in favor of a peaceful solution focused on Syrian-Syrian dialogue.

We see that the situation in Idlib is of a terrorist nature, because of the presence of terrorist entities, specifically Jabhat al-Nusra (the old name of Hayat Tahrir al-Sham), and we repeatedly questioned Turkey's ability to control the situation there. We predicted its failure, and the result is now clear.

We expect changes regarding Idlib to affect the existing agreements, such as the Astana process. But the question regarding Turkey and Russias ability to control the current geographical map has yet to be addressed. We imagine that the situation in Idlib, both previously and currently, might become violent and affect the entire situation in Syria.

Its well-known that Damascus follows a strategy of concentrating its military effort on each area outside of its control one at a time. Do youexpect government forces to attack AA territory once the battle in Idlib is over?

The Syrian State has always had its unique approach that is based on exclusion, whether regarding military operations or governance. Concerning the possibility of the Syrian Army starting military campaigns in our areas, we are always in a position to defend ourselves and preserve our lands. At the same time, we emphasize the importance of dialogue and specifically Syrian-Syrian dialogue as I mentioned before. Everyone knows that there have been Russian efforts on more than one occasion to be the guarantor of talks between the Syrian government and the Autonomous Administration, but this role has not been effective.

Damascuss mentality of exclusion has become clearer after the AAs statements on practical steps concerning future meetings between the Regime and the AA.

In the case of any attacks [by government forces] in northeast Syria, SDF would be on the front line, as it did in response to the Turkish occupation. This is a natural and legitimate right, as we are the ones who ended terrorism in Syria, specifically ISIS. All international and regional powers know even as the Syrian state tries to downplay this fact.

Do you expect that the SDF will enter into an agreement with Damascus, supported by Russia, to fight the opposition and Turkey in Idlib? And if this happened, what do you expect in return?

Any agreement with Russia and Damascus concerning the SDFs participation in fighting against Turkey and the opposition armed groups in Idlib must be accompanied with an agreement regarding the position of the SDF in the Syrian armed forces, especially since the SDF is now considered the most effective military force on the ground, as it is the one that actually fought the oppression of ISIS.

If the regime accepted to discuss this subject, then the decision to participate in the battles of Idlib would rest on the SDF.

What are the possible effects of the battles in northwest Syria on the negotiations between the Kurds [SDF] and Damascus?

As I said in the previous answer, Damascus has not been freed from its pre-2011 mentality and it always wants to return to the pre-2011 approach.

The regime must accept changes [that took place since 2011], as well as the current situation in Syria. Since 2011, Syria has witnessed changes in all respects including politics and military affairs. Damascus must recognize the struggle of the AA, which has become the real project in Syria. We are always open to a Syrian-Syrian dialogue.

The interview was conducted and originally published in Arabic and translated into English by Nicholas Shafer and Nada Atieh.

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Coalition Demands All Illegal Immigrants Be Freed from Custody and Released Into the USA Over Coronavirus – Frank Report

From a report by Judicial Watch

Open borders groups are demanding that all illegal aliens be immediately released from custody and into communities throughout the United States. The movement, known as FreeThemAll, was launched this month by a coalition of nonprofits.

The immigrant community is at grave risk, according to the Texas-based Refugee and Immigrant Center for Education and Legal Services (RAICES). The public is encouraged to contact Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) to demand that the agency release all immigrants in detention, because detention is no place for a family, and no place for a family to be during a pandemic.

In aletter to ICE San Antonio Field Director Daniel Bible, RAICES Executive Officer Jonathan D. Ryan asks for the release of detained illegal immigrant families and individuals due to COVID-19.

He also urges ICE to suspend all deportation activity, citing reports that illegal aliens deported from the U.S. have presented the first cases of COVID-19 in their countries of origin.

ICE should not participate in the spread of this dangerous virus around the world, Ryan writes. This is a public health emergency. It is critical that ICE detention centers and jails be prepared to respond appropriately to the crisis.

He criticized ICE, asserting that the U.S. government has a woeful history of addressing pandemics in ICE detention.

We are concerned about the health and safety of our clients who, with their liberty restricted in detention, cannot practice recommended social distancing from other detained persons or from detention center staff, the RAICES chief writes.

The group is part of a movement in the U.S. that seeks to release all illegal immigrants housed in federal detention centers.

Hundreds of immigrant rights advocates, human and civil rights groups and other organizations are pressuring federal authorities to release illegal aliens in federal custody via the Detention Watch Network, which aims to abolish immigration detention in the United States.

Detention Watch Network imagines a world where every individual lives and moves freely and a society in which racial equity is the norm and immigration is not criminalized, according to the groups website. The abolition of immigration detention is part and parcel of struggles against racism, xenophobia, discriminatory policing, and mass incarceration and our aims coincide with these broader struggles against racialized oppression.

In aletter signed by 763 groups, Detention Watch Network has demanded that ICE Director Matthew T. Albence release all people currently detained in immigration detention, cease all local enforcement operations and eliminate ICE check-ins and mandatory court appearances.

The coalition requests that the federal government make phone and video calls free for detainees and that fees be waived for all costs associated with soap, sanitizer and other hygiene products.

If the government declines to release all detainees, the letter asks for a commitment that at no point will a facility be locked down or closed off to outsiders or be considered in its entirety as a place of quarantine so that family members and attorneys maintain access to the incarcerated.

Jails, prisons and detention centers are sites where people are acutely vulnerable to health complications and the impact of outbreaks, the letter states. Choosing to deprive people of their freedom contributes to the already lethal conditions of mass confinement.

Signatories include: Abolish ICE Denver, Allies to End Detention, Asians 4 Black Lives Portland, California Sanctuary Campaign, CASA-Maryland and Compaeros Inmigrantes de las Montaas en Accin.

ICE currently has 37,311 illegal immigrants in detention facilities, according to agency figures. More than half19,526have criminal convictions or pending criminal charges, records show.

As of March 14, U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services (USCIS), the agency that administers the nations lawful immigration system, determined that 5,867 of the illegal aliens in ICE custody have a persecution or torture claim.

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Looting in the time of Corona – newagebd.net

Looking for work. Shahidul Alam/Drik/Majority World

THE Jamuna TV report was disturbing. The CNG drivers are desperate. Rikshaw driver Nazrul from Kurigram waits forlornly for a passenger. Another waves the 30 taka he has earned. Face taut, eyes glazed he stares from his perch. Will this 30 taka feed me or feed my wife? he asks angrily. The roadside shopkeeper doesnt have customers, but there is no respite from the rent, or the chanda (protection money) he has to pay the local ruling party thugs. Roadside restaurants feed these workers. Yes, close contact is risky, and the far from ideal washing arrangements, signals a high risk of contagion. But they have little choice. Death by starvation is no better a choice than death by virus. God will save us, one of them says, what other hope do we have? The kids who work in the restaurants get food for work in a very literal sense. They draw no wages. When there is work, they get fed. Hes a plucky kid. Putting up a brave face to the fact that today hell go hungry. No promises for tomorrow. Lockdown, hand wash, drinking lots of water, social distancing. I recognise the importance of these fancy terms. But what does that mean for the 67 million day-labourers of Bangladesh to whom water itself is a luxury?

Concerned about the health of the construction workers at our almost-completed building in Panthapath, we consulted our nearly resident doctor Zafrullah Chowdhury. His answer was simple. Close it down if you can. This had serious implications. We had already extended the rental of our current premises, and there was a hard stop in terms of when we had to move out. If the building wasnt ready in time, Drik would effectively be homeless. Serious though this was, it couldnt override the risk to workers lives, so the difficult decision to close down the construction site was taken.

That led to other complications. The boundary wall had been taken down recently, opening up the facade of the building to a wider vista. Now, security had become a factor. A new wall had to be built. The building needed to be boarded up. Someone mentioned the word looting. Yes, with millions out of work and facing starvation, looting was an unpleasant but likely outcome.

I remembered the stoic face of the kid who would go hungry. This was just the beginning. The sunken eyes. The harried look. The angry faces. Something has to give. Prices are already rocketing. Stores are getting empty. This is a famine in the making.

I listen to the debates on Al Jazeera where Trump talks of bailing out the airlines and the other fine industries which needed to be saved. At least in the US there were also dissenting voices who talked of bailing out the workers. What is going to happen to Bangladeshi workers? Who is going to bail them out? Where are the gruel kitchens? What meaning do words like social distancing have when hunger gnaws away. What rationale do you give to a child with an empty bowl?

Seen from Gaza, or Syria, or Kashmir, or any refugee camp, the hypocrisy of the international community stares one in the face. Further sanctions against Iran, a government which has released its prisoners after the coronavirus spread. Sanctions against Cuba, sheltering ships unable to dock elsewhere, and sending doctors to provide succour to citizens in faraway lands, fail to shame governments happy to abandon any pretence of human rights. Sanctions continue. Prisoners are sacrificed. Refugees are forgotten. Amassing troops are prioritised over saving lives.

The news of garment orders worth 1.5 billion dollars being cancelled worried our business community. The ultra-rich of Bangladesh would no doubt also feel the pinch. They might even have to do with one less fancy car. The holiday to the Bahamas deferred to a better time. One less diamond in Moosa Bin Shamshers shoes. With no car or house to his name, poor Salman Rahman might need to camp out at the Radisson. At the lowest end of the pecking order, the lost orders mean more hungry garment workers. Earning less than the minimum living wage, they live on the threshold. No wages means more than hunger. Death stares in the face.

Rumours about playing down the threat of the virus until after 17th March, might well be unfounded. The slow response and the woeful unpreparedness since, might just be incompetence. Denial could just be the force of habit. But when the government asks the ordinary citizen to stay off work, without providing any cushion, one has to ask why they are there in the first place.

Facing stiff resistance at home, the cancellation of the Modi trip was an embarrassment that the virus did help avoid. The impending financial meltdown might now be blamed on the virus too. But face saving aside, there are lives to be saved.

Where will the money come from? has been the governments refrain. Boasts of reaching middle income status sound hollow when the lives of ordinary citizens are no longer a matter of concern for the government. Their rights have long ceased to be a matter of concern. Robbed at the National Elections, voters had abandoned meaningless polls anyway. The farce of demanding physical distancing due to the virus, while staging meaningless by-elections, was another way of looting the electorate. The 5 per cent turnout glossed over by a pliant election commission.

Yes, looting was on the cards.

But the looting began a long time ago. The illicit capital outflows from Bangladesh of US $81.74 billion during the period 2006-2015, has since paled with the more recent looting of the financial institutions. A nation where MPs can buy luxury cars each worth 9.3 million taka, where watches worth crores are sported by MPs with no other income to show but their government salaries, when the most expensive real estate in faraway lands are owned by Gulshan and Baridhara residents, where banking laws are amended to aid further looting, and the liability of financial institutions are brought down to ridiculous levels, it is not the looting at the grocery store that we should be worrying about. It is the treasury itself that has been hijacked.

Do we sit back and accept that this is how it will be? The ordinary Bangladeshi needs to step up to the plate. They united during the road safety and the quota movements. Now it is time to take on the bigger challenge of bringing food to the table. Our corrupt regimes (civil and military bureaucracy included), and the business elite have long had their fingers in the till. It is futile to expect them to change. The movement for emancipation that began nearly fifty years ago remains unfinished. It is time to smash the chains of oppression. Time to demand that the loot be returned. Time to challenge the validity of a regime that has propped up a parasitic elite that continues to suck the nation dry. The time is now.

Shahidul Alam is a photographer, writer and curator.

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The Nigeria of my dream at 60: It is up to us, now Part 3 – Guardian

Elite depravity is only one side of Nigerias story. Every Nigerian must accept some responsibility for his largely unhappy condition and the sorry state of his country. Point one:Nigerian leaders emerge from among us, they were once upon a time, like us but suddenly changed for the worse by power and wealth. Can it be that, given the chance, we will behave similarly?Point two: leaders fail in their duty to lead by example and followers fail to condemn, even ostracize, their corrupt leaders. Instead, they encourage corruption in high office by their inappropriate expectations and demands. Only to complain, in unashamed hypocrisy, of corruption in high places.

We remove the organ and demand the function, we make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful writes C.S. Lewis. That cannot happen. Nigerians are guilty of the attitude and behavior that we accuse most of our leaders of self-seeking, hypocrisy, dishonesty, lawlessness, instant gratification, and mediocre standards. In a tragic aping of the values, attitude, and behaviour of a corrupt-and corrupting- elite, we pride in vain ostentation, host wasteful parties, and engage in conspicuous consumption of products from other lands. Pity the nation saysKhalil Gibran (1934),that wears a cloth it does not weave, eats bread that it does not harvest, and drinksa wine that flows not from itsown wine-press.

Mediocrity in various ways is tolerated to the point it is a way of life in this land. We are thankful for such small mercies assix-hours a day supply of electricity; handouts that are mere crumbs from the politicians tables, we do not demand with confidence from our governments what we legitimately, reasonably, deserve.In the presence of the very leaders, they elected, Nigerians behave like a people subjugated and under oppression. No wonder that French diplomat and philosopher Joseph de Maistre (1753-1821) said that every country has the government it deserves. If de Maistre is right, then it is because we are not good enough, nor great enough, to deserve a good government and great leaders. We would rather be nice and politically correct than be truthful and right.We accept from our politicians muddled thinking and insincere motives packaged in platitudes and empty promises and phrased in what Robert H. Fiske (2006) terms dimwitticisms.

For goodness sake, Nigerians even fail to do their duty in their own interest. Two examples of this: governments erect overhead pedestrian bridges across expressways.Many Nigerians will rather dash dangerously across the lanes of fast-moving vehicles than using the safe bridge. Governments designate and construct specific places like bus stops. Many Nigerians will not walk the short distance to the nearest bus stop but stand in front of their homes to be picked up by an equally irresponsible commercial bus driver. In an accident, that jaywalker will certainly lose much more time in the hospital than he hoped to gain.

Politicians will be politicians; they will promise a bridge even where there is no river says Khrushchev. But a political leader elected into government is no more a mere politician.Thenceforth, he ought to stop playing politics and start to lead and govern. He is elevated unto a leadership role to respond to the legitimate yearnings of his constituency. His position and role impose upon him thedutyto pursue the common good defined as the sum total of social conditions which allow people, either as groups or as individuals, to reach their fulfilment more fully and more easily (Catechism of the Catholic Church,Art.1906).Nigeria operates a representative, constitutional democracy in which the elected government derives its authority and powers from We the People.It is our shame therefore, that we fail to exercise our power to enthrone responsive and responsible governments. Instead, we complain aboutad nauseam.

To the electorate who whine about bad leaders, Nanette L. Avery berates, Talk is cheap, voting is free; take it to the polls. I think that is how it should be.Imagine that in the last elections, Nigerians voted into government more new and younger persons in the new political parties. That would send a strong message that the electorate is dissatisfied with the unsatisfactory performances of the two major parties. It is crying shame that we failed to do the needful. If we want our political leaders to do what theyought lead, govern, provide good governance, and deliver the dividends of democracy we the people have the power to make them shape up, or we ship them out. Nigerians did it in 2014; they can do it again. The change we desire can come, indeed shall come,if Nigerianswillit.Every man must do his duty, be a good man, and play by the Golden Rule.Is it that simple? I think it is.And it is up to us.

Nigeria at 60 is in debt to better governed, more productive countries.According to the Debt Management Office, it was $26.941 billion (N8.271trillion) as of September 2019. For those who have ears, Thomas Sankara (1949 -1987) warned not too long ago that debt is a cleverly managed re-conquest of Africa.Endowed with educated and skilled manpower, nearly one million square kilometers of land littered with numerous varieties of minerals, plants and animals, our country should be a lender, not a borrower. If those who live on the riverbank wash their hands with saliva, it is a bad omen says an African proverb. The present condition of Nigeria and its people is indeed a bad omen. Notwithstanding this chronicle of disappointments, I am hopeful for my country because, as Maxime Lagace puts it, it is through the hope that you will change things.In spite of much that I still see around, I have chosen (you may term it a coping strategy) to not submit to undeniable failures,to not look back in anger and brood over past losses, and, given the power of both thought and tongue, to avoid confessing negative about my country. I have chosen to look forward with hope, to dream of and for a great Nigeria that attains its long-awaited leadership of the Black world.

Walking by faith than by (physical) sight, I have chosen to dream that by October, something will have happened to re-direct my country on the path of its delayed greatness. My spiritual education tells me that if I have faith enough, miracles do happen for those who believe.Youll See It When You Believe Itwrites Dr. Wayne Dyer (1989).Granting that the making of a great nation is ever work in progress, by faith I know that sooner than later, this country will be great. However, we must not be deceived into unearned miracles. Miracles, it is said, start to happen only when you give as much energy to your dreams as you do to your fears. We are not to just sit on our butt all day waiting on the Lord. Nothing good and worthwhile will miraculously come to you. Well, except what nobody else wants.

English author, George Eliot, advises that We must not sit still and look for a miracle, up and doing, and the Lord will be with thee. Prayer and pains, through faith in Christ Jesus, will do anything. Mao Zedong is even more succinct: Once all struggle is grasped, miracles are possible.In sum, Nigerians must assiduously do what they ought, character, attitude, and more in order to bring to pass the greatness we believe that our country deserves, and is indeed destined for.

Then leave the rest to the higher powers. Duty is ours, event is Gods. Mr. Segun Mathematical Odegbami, exhorted recently inThe Guardianthat, in the New Year of a new decade, Nigeria must change its attitude to the past failures and eliminate the spirit of despair. [It] must journey into the future with renewed determination, a new spirit of fresh ideas, a new approach, new leaders with new paint and brush in hand, ready to artisticallycreate a new and better country. I cannot agree more.

As I dream of a Nigeria that is great in every consideration, I accept that No nation can be really great, unless it is great in peace, industry, integrity, honesty. Skilled intelligence in civic affairs and industrial enterprises alike; the special ability of the artist, the man of letters, the man of science, and the, man of business; the rigid determination to wrong no man and to stand for righteousness all these are necessary for a great nation said Theodore Roosevelt.So, we the people must standfor righteousness as well asliveby it. Righteousness? In this generally sinful world?Oh yes! For, it is the righteousness that exalts a nation says the Holy Book.I restate: the first step that Nigerians must take on the path to Nigerias greatness is a spiritual one, a spiritual awakening. Not a religious awakening; we have enough of religion and religiosity. Not tomouthrighteousness from the religious pulpit, the political podium and the lecture room. The test of religious belief is not in pious platitudes and cautious charity, but in positive and creative action says former Ghanaian president Jerry Rawlings. Nigerians must seek righteousness,live it and stand for it.

Our country is today enmeshed in a moral degeneracy rooted in the spiritual. Spiritual darkness envelops this country, foisted upon it and its hapless citizens by powerful forces that thrive only in the dark when, as Shakespeare would put it, evil is most free. The intractable shortage of electricity in Nigeria creates an environment of darkness and is, in fact, a physical manifestation of spiritual darkness. I have written on this in another essay titled Light, the Bible, and Nigeria (seefrankyekan@blogspot.com). Nigerias human quality problem manifests as spiritual emptiness, moral depravity, integrity deficit, and unbridled materialism. If our country will be great, we the people must solve that defining flaw spiritual debility that holds us and our country down. But we can redeem it. If we have thewillto stand for righteousness. It is up to us, now.

To be continued tomorrowThe full paper can be accessed at frankyekan@blogspot.com

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Riz Ahmed’s ‘The Long Goodbye’ And Why I’m Breaking Up With My Indian Identity – Wear Your Voice

Guest Writer x Mar 23, 2020

By Lavanya N

I think I have hit the backspace key more times while writing this than any other piece. I write it with a meandering hesitation. I write it with the realization of losing the last stray remnants of my cultural identity. Most importantly, I write it in awe of how Riz Ahmed has encapsulated the rampant Islamophobia being faced by Muslims, especially in post-Brexit and Johnson-governed Britain, in his latest project The Long Goodbye.

Ahmed released The Long Goodbye on March 6 this year in three parts: a short film, a 15-track album, and an upcoming live stage show to be performed in the UK and US. The album charts Ahmeds allegorical breakup with Britain, reimagined as a person named Britney, and tells a deeply personal story of the end of an abusive relationship through a combination of songs and voice messages from key Muslim and South Asian figures like Hasan Minhaj, Mahershala Ali, Mindy Kaling, and even Ahmeds mother.

In a recent BBC interview, Ahmed made it a point to stress that the project is personal rather than political, with the intent to inform and educate people who are privileged enough not to face systemic Islamophobia-rooted racism. What really got to me was seeing the short film and its mirroring to the February 23 North East Delhi pogrom. It is unequivocally horror; more specifically the real-life horror of Muslims being targeted and shot dead without hesitation by white supremacists, as neighbors look on from behind the curtains in their windows.

However, what Ahmed has really done, for me, is inadvertently echo the feelings of conflict in identity for a South Asian, specifically Indian, millennial from the diaspora and the challenge in understanding my place in the geopolitical mess of a world we live in. The outcome of the CAA, and the actions of the Modi-Shah government in general, have made me question my relationship with India and dissociate from my Indian identity entirely.

The coronavirus pandemic may have recently taken over the news, but Indians have been witness to, and at many times complicit in, the horrific realities of the CAA since December last year. There have been more than 65 deaths, 175 people injured, and over 3000 arrests. This is excluding the revoking of Section 370 in Kashmir (which granted it special status) and the subsequent internet shutdown that lasted nearly half a year, the fee hike at Jawaharlal Nehru University, and the passing of the Transgender Persons Bill (which serves as erasure rather than the protection of the communitys rights).

As a former, yet permanent member of the South Asian diaspora, I can confidently back up the conflict-in-identity notion Ahmed explores in the track Where You From. This is not just because of the challenge to identify with a single culture or a harmonious combination of each one youre attached to (a whole other can of worms), but also because it is muddling to understand my level of sociopolitical privilege at a time when the actions of my ancestors and family members have led to what has been predicted and dreaded for years: the ethnic cleansing of Muslims from India.

I grew up in the UAE; a country where the government is exclusive to royalty, media and freedom of expression are tightly controlled, being queer or trans is illegal and subject to imprisonment and deportation (I am both), and blue-collar workers are regularly subject to mistreatment and illegal employment practices.

One might assume I feel this way because of the UAE, but there is another reason. Savarna diaspora members are largely complicit in the Hindu nationalist agenda, given that most of them raise their children in a bubble that accommodates caste and class erasure. It allows them to control the choices being made by their children, and ultimately get them to conform to bigoted patriarchal practices that propagate that caste and class erasure. Any second-generation member, who is not a cis able-bodied male, breaking out of that mold means them facing fear, public shaming, and eventual blackballing by community members.

If I had to describe my upbringing in Ahmeds words from the song Any Day, it would be, Youre toobusy tryna control me to ever love me.

For me, coming back to India burst that bubble quicker than you can say, Aap chronology samajhiye. Understanding my caste and class privilege both filled me with disgust and made me work towards trying to dismantle these systems that have been in place for centuries. The truth? It will never be enough.

The unfortunate reality is that second-generation Savarna diaspora members generally tend to conform to this ableist bigoted view of perfection. They either decree themselves as apolitical (dismissing Indian politics as corrupt) or completely distance themselves from their Indian identity until it is something they can use to describe themselves as the oppressed race.

India as a nation was built to benefit cis able-bodied Savarnas and its enablers, no matter where they live in the world. While centuries of erasure cannot be undone, Savarnas (and Brahmins in particular) need to take a stand against Brahmanism and use their privilege to protect Muslims, Dalits, trans and queer folk, and other minorities from oppression, as Dalit scholar Suraj Yengde has put forth. At the same time, while my privilege is indelible, I cannot associate with my Indian identity anymore. It represents everything I stand firmly against. And so like Ahmed leaving Britain, I am ready to break up with India.

Lavanya (xe, xem, xyr) is a writer, actor, and editor who once had a penchant for irreverent bios. Xyr writing examines the intersections of entertainment, culture, politics, gender and sexuality, mental health, and society. You can find xem on Instagram and Twitter.

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United Nations calls for peace during the coronavirus pandemic, but war production continues – rabble.ca

On March 23, United Nations Secretary-General Antnio Guterrescalledfor "an immediate global ceasefire in all corners of the world."

Guterres highlighted, "Let's not forget that in war-ravaged countries, health systems have collapsed. Health professionals, already few in number, have often been targeted. Refugees and others displaced by violent conflict are doubly vulnerable."

He pleaded, "The fury of the virus illustrates the folly of war. Silence the guns; stop the artillery; end the airstrikes."

It would appear Guterres also needed to also say stop war production and the arms shows where weapons are marketed and sold.

Even with 69,176 cases of coronavirus and 6,820 deaths in Italy (as of March 24), the assembly plant in Cameri, Italy for F-35 fighter jets was closed for just two days (March 16-17) for "deep cleaning and sanitization."

And despite 53,482 cases and 696 deaths in the United States (as of March 24), Defense Onereports, "the Lockheed Martin factory in Fort Worth, Texas, which builds F-35s for the U.S. military and most overseas customers, has not been affected by COVID-19"and continues with the production of warplanes.

What is being built in these factories?

In itssales pitchto Canada, which is considering spending at least $19 billion on new fighter jets, Lockheed Martin boasts, "When the mission doesn't require low observability, the F-35 can carry more than 18,000 pounds of ordnance."

Furthermore, on March 23, the Canadian Association of Defence and Security Industries (CADSI)tweeted, "@GouvQc [the Government of Quebec] has confirmed defence manufacturing & maintenance services are considered essential services, may remain in operation."

That same day, CADSI alsotweeted, "We are communicating with the Province of Ontario & the Gov't of Canada regarding the critical role of the defence & security sector with respect to national security during this unprecedented time."

Meanwhile, this country's largest arms show, CANSEC, which is scheduled to take place on May 27-28, still has not been cancelled or postponed.

CADSI has said it will make an announcement about CANSEC on April 1, but there's no explanation from them why a weapons show that boasts about bringing 12,000 people from 55 countries together at an Ottawa convention centre wouldn't have already been cancelled given a global pandemic that has claimed 18,810 lives to date.

To encourage CADSI to cancel CANSEC, World Beyond War has launchedan online petitionthat has generated more than 5,000 letters to Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, CADSI President Christyn Cianfarani and others to cancel CANSEC.

The UN secretary-general highlighted in his plea, "End the sickness of war and fight the disease that is ravaging our world."

The Stockholm International Peace Research Institute (SIPRI)reportsthat world military expenditures totalled $1.822 trillion in 2018. The United States, China, Saudi Arabia, India and France accounted for 60 per cent of that spending.

It doesn't take much to imagine what $1.822 trillion could do to boost public health-care systems, care for migrants fleeing violence and oppression, and income supports for the wider public so vital during a pandemic.

Brent Patterson is the executive director of Peace Brigades International-Canada. This article originally appeared on the PBI-Canada website. To follow PBI-Canada on Twitter @PBIcanada.

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Second Amendment | Contents, Supreme Court Interpretations …

Second Amendment, amendment to the Constitution of the United States, adopted in 1791 as part of the Bill of Rights, that provided a constitutional check on congressional power under Article I Section 8 to organize, arm, and discipline the federal militia. The Second Amendment reads, A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed. Referred to in modern times as an individuals right to carry and use arms for self-defense, the Second Amendment was envisioned by the framers of the Constitution, according to College of William and Mary law professor and future U.S. District Court judge St. George Tucker in 1803 in his great work Blackstones Commentaries: With Notes of Reference to the Constitution and Laws of the Federal Government of the United States and of the Commonwealth of Virginia, as the true palladium of liberty. In addition to checking federal power, the Second Amendment also provided state governments with what Luther Martin (1744/481826) described as the last coup de grace that would enable the states to thwart and oppose the general government. Last, it enshrined the ancient Florentine and Roman constitutional principle of civil and military virtue by making every citizen a soldier and every soldier a citizen. (See also gun control.)

Until 2008 the Supreme Court of the United States had never seriously considered the constitutional scope of the Second Amendment. In its first hearing on the subject, in Presser v. Illinois (1886), the Supreme Court held that the Second Amendment prevented the states from prohibit[ing] the people from keeping and bearing arms, so as to deprive the United States of their rightful resource for maintaining the public security. More than four decades later, in United States v. Schwimmer (1929), the Supreme Court cited the Second Amendment as enshrining that the duty of individuals to defend our government against all enemies whenever necessity arises is a fundamental principle of the Constitution and holding that the common defense was one of the purposes for which the people ordained and established the Constitution. Meanwhile, in United States v. Miller (1939), in a prosecution under the National Firearms Act (1934), the Supreme Court avoided addressing the constitutional scope of the Second Amendment by merely holding that the possession or use of a shotgun having a barrel of less than eighteen inches in length was not any part of the ordinary military equipment protected by the Second Amendment.

For more than seven decades after the United States v. Miller decision, what right to bear arms that the Second Amendment protected remained uncertain. This uncertainty was ended, however, in District of Columbia v. Heller (2008), in which the Supreme Court examined the Second Amendment in exacting detail. In a narrow 54 majority, delivered by Antonin Scalia, the Supreme Court held that self-defense was the central component of the amendment and that the District of Columbias prohibition against rendering any lawful firearm in the home operable for the purpose of immediate self-defense to be unconstitutional. The Supreme Court also affirmed previous rulings that the Second Amendment ensured the right of individuals to take part in the defending of their liberties by taking up arms in an organized militia. However, the court was clear to emphasize that an individuals right to an organized militia is not the sole institutional beneficiary of the Second Amendments guarantee.

Because the Heller ruling constrained only federal regulations against the right of armed self-defense in the home, it was unclear whether the court would hold that the Second Amendment guarantees established in Heller were equally applicable to the states. The Supreme Court answered that question in 2010, with its ruling on McDonald v. Chicago. In a plurality opinion, a 54 majority held that the right to possess a handgun in the home for the purpose of self-defense is applicable to the states through the Fourteenth Amendments due process clause.

However, despite the use of person in that clause, the McDonald decision did not apply to noncitizens, because one member of the majority, Justice Clarence Thomas, refused in his concurring opinion to explicitly extend the right that far. Thomas wrote, Because this case does not involve a claim brought by a noncitizen, I express no view on the difference, if any, between my conclusion and the plurality with respect to the extent to which States may regulate firearm possession by noncitizens. Thomass conclusion was also supported by his view that the Second Amendment should be incorporated through the Fourteenth Amendments privileges or immunities clause, which recognizes only the rights of citizens.

The relatively narrow holdings in the Heller and McDonald decisions left many Second Amendment legal issues unsettled, including the constitutionality of many federal gun-control regulations, whether the right to carry or conceal a weapon in public was protected, and whether noncitizens are protected through the Fourteenth Amendments equal protection clause.

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Georgia EPD Statement Regarding Second Amendment to the BD Judicial Consent Order – Covington News

Late yesterday following discussions between EPD and the federal Department of Health and Human Services, the Food and Drug Administration, and theU.S.Environmental Protection Agency regarding the COVID-19 pandemicand impending critical shortages of medical devices sterilized by BD, the Georgia Environmental Protection Division (EPD) and Becton Dickinson and Company (BD)fileda joint motion to amendthe judicial consent order in Newton County Superior Court.Today the Court issued an order approving the amendment.

The amendment temporarily increases the number of medical devices BDis allowed tosterilize and allows BD to make temporary changes to its aeration time. This change increases the limits on product lots sterilized per month from 600 to 825 in Covington and from 603 to 685 in Madison and modifies the minimum heated aeration period for sterilized product from 24 to 20 hours at the Covington facility. These changes are necessary to ensure hospitals have enough sterilized medical devices available to treat the influx of COVID-19 patients. The equipment sterilized at these facilities of specific concern include Foley catheter procedural trays, Foley catheters, PICC line catheters, and acute dialysis catheters.

The second amendment changes are temporary and will only be in effect until 14 days after the Governor lifts the Declaration of Public Health State of Emergency for Coronavirus.BD is presently installingnew, more effective pollution control devices at its Covington and Madison plants, whichwill reduce emissions and will be placed in operation as soon as installation is complete.

This is the second amendment to the BD consent order. The original order was filed on October 28, 2019and was amended on January 15, 2020.The other requirements of the previous orders including but not limited to air monitoring remainthe same.The second amendment to the judicial consent orderis posted on the EPD ethylene oxide webpage athttps://epd.georgia.gov/ethylene-oxide-informationunder BD.

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State Representative Requests Opinion from Texas Attorney General on Exclusion of Gun Manufacturers & Retailers as "Essential…

Dear Texas NRA Member:

Today, State Representative Dustin Burrows (R-Lubbock), Chairman of the Texas House Committee on Ways & Means, formallyrequested an opinionfrom Attorney General Ken Paxton (R) on whether city and/or county officials can prohibit the sale of firearms through an emergency order or declaration by excluding firearms manufacturers and retailers as "essential businesses." On Monday, the Mayor of the City of Lubbock, which is in Burrows' district, issued an order to close all "non-essential" businesses within city limits, with no exemption for gun stores. Other cities and counties, including Waco, Austin, Bexar County, Dallas County and Travis County, have issued similar orders (a copy of Harris County's "stay at home" order was not available as this alert went out.)

These actions by local elected officials could violate the state firearms preemption law, which restricts the authority of cities and counties to enact a patchwork of regulations affecting the sale and transfer of firearms across the State of Texas.

During an emergency, food, water, shelter and adequate medical care are paramount for survival, but so too is the ability of an individual to protect his or herself, as well astheir family, home, business and property. The lines of customers outside of firearm retailers across Texas in recent days is testament to the fact that they believe the ability to exercise their constitutional rights protected by the Second Amendment is essential, as they may find themselves facing situations where they need to be their own first responders.

Your NRA-ILA will continue to monitor this situation and will report to you on further developments.

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Florida Alert! It’s Here! A Way for You to Help Save Your Guns & Gun Rights – NRA ILA

DATE:March 25, 2020TO:USF & NRA Members and FriendsFROM:Marion P. HammerNRA Past PresidentUSF Executive Director

Members and friends keep asking me what they can do to help -- well, keep reading. If you really and truly want to help save your gun rights and Freedom in America, I'm going to tell you how.

On Saturday, March 21 and Tuesday, March 24, we sent out Legislative Alerts reporting our successes on YOUR BEHALF during the recently ended Florida Legislative Session.

We fought Senator Bill Galvano (R), President of the Florida Senate to stop SB-7028, a gun control bill that Galvano -- as Senate President -- was trying to pass for anti-gun extremist, billionaire Michael Bloomberg (D).

In the March 21 ALERTwe reminded you that Bloomberg had given $500,000 (half-a-million-dollars) to Galvano and that Galvano -- a Republican -- had said that he would make no apologies for supporting gun control championed by Bloomberg, and said that he was grateful" for Bloomberg's support. We further reminded you that we had fought SB-7028 to a standstill and that SB-7028 had died when the Legislative Session ended.

In the March 24 ALERT we listed a couple dozen of some of the worst gun control bills that we had fought to kill and, we reported that we had tracked over 100 bills that had the potential to damage your Second Amendment gun rights and hunting rights.

We worked hard and spared no expense to protect your rights.

Now, I'm asking you to dig deep and use this LINK to help us keep fighting. During this COVID-19 pandemic emergency, I'm calling on you to step up and help us help you.

Enemies of NRA, enemies of the Second Amendment, enemies of Freedom are well funded by millionaire and billionaire zealots who seem to hate all we stand for and are willing to spend untold amounts of their millions and billions to destroy NRA and the Second Amendment.

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Letter: Protect the rights of gun owners – Concord Monitor

Published: 3/26/2020 12:01:29 AM

In this very critical time, with all of us concerned about the spread of a potentially deadly virus among our population, the time is ripe for possible public disorder, and the rights of our citizens to provide for their own self-defense is even more important now than in more tranquil times.

Among the reasons I believe that our state has a very low violent crime rate is that so many of our citizens are gun owners. And many of our senior citizens, myself among them, take comfort from the fact that they are well-trained firearm owners.

House Bill 1660 purports to protect the elderly, but as someone notionally within that class, I assure you that I do not need, seek or want any such protection from the state. There are already many laws on the books of our state that cover exploitation, neglect and abuse, so all we simply need to do is enforce existing laws. We do not need or want HB 1660, which erodes some of our most basic constitutional rights.

HB 1660 is, once again, an attempted first step toward confiscation of firearms from our law-abiding citizens without due process and without proper regard for their rights under the Second Amendment to the U.S. Constitution and Article 2-a of the New Hampshire Bill of Rights.

You have had the courage to veto similar legislation last session, and I urge you in the strongest possible terms to veto HB 1660 when it comes before you now.

NORM SILBER

Gilford

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How To Use Big News to Predict Bitcoin… – Coinspeaker

How to predict the Bitcoin price movement like a 80 lvl guru? You dont have to buy an expensive course. In this piece, we will dig deep into the major causes of Bitcoin price rise and fall.

Basic secrets behind Bitcoin price are known, but those complex ones are buried. Some exchange indicators are free, some available for a boatload of money. Most market analysts are usually unaware of whale sell-offs and unexpected market conditions. While the self-proclaimed analysts dig in tiny details from controversial data parsers, the rapid spread of fiat inflation, and stock bloodbaths, lets take a look at the much easier to read a bigger picture.

Key developers announce major code improvements

Influence rate: Medium

When the key developers announce or release substantial improvements, price gains. All thanks to the new code. The project fans buy more and this results in a price increase. Partially, the cash starts flowing from the U.S. and Europes big investors. News bring in tech-savvy youth. Venture investors and hardware companies enroll in business models.

Investors are sure that other people will use the coin. Or, they already have some rare prediction or information about a big deal. Beware of the actors who play against the markets. Those are the most skillful, otherwise, they would fail.

Bitcoin gets many remarks on Twitter

Influence rate: Low

Persome eToro, researchers, Bitcoin rate coincides with the number of Twitter mentions. The more people name Bitcoin, the bigger the price and vice versa. This metric doesnt have the full logic behind itself. However, it is worth trying out as an indicator. So far it was acting well.

Regulators approve cryptocurrency use

Influence rate: Medium

On July 17-19, 2017, India was shifting its focus from ban to taxation. This has caused one of the largest instant price increases in the early history of Bitcoin. On 28 October 2019, Bitcoin price gets a boost after Chinese President Xi Jingpins speech with a positive mention of blockchain technology. There were many such occasions.

Bitcoins security and scalability rises

Influence rate: High-Very High

Per the American Institute for Economic Research, major news about cryptocurrency scalability match with Bitcoins price movements. Signed by various scientists, the work outlines seven largest cases of such behavior. Per the study, the news on 20 July 2017 produced the hugest instant spike of the Bitcoin index ever (at the time of writing the work). Then, miners showed early support for the scalability improvement called SegWit.

Just three days after SegWit receives a preliminary agreement, the price gets another sharp 25% increase. SegWit is implemented, Lightning Network will be ready in several years, via the development efforts of Chaincode Labs and Blockstream. Also, SegWit opens support for Lightning Network. Other crypto software companies can create their Lightning nodes and experiment with SegWit.

Probably, the next big scalability or privacy news could give Bitcoin a significant price bump. In depends on the power behind the announcement.

Hardfork with new coins making

Influence rate: Low

This is not always a good scenario. Because after chain splits, the communities divide. However, back in August 2017, the currency receives a boost of almost 15%, right after Bitcoin split into Bitcoin and Bitcoin Cash.

The hidden hand of the market

Influence rate: Very High

Per some researchers, Bitcoin price rose to almost $19,000 back in 2017 because of a single bot pumping the market was flooded by Tether. This study did lie the foundation for several lawsuits against Bitfinex.

Bitcoin guru Andreas Antonopoulos (who is famous for avoiding huge bribe offers) says that the allegations have substantial grounds. Per Antonopoulos, regarding how the Bitcoin economy works, the prosecution is moving in the right direction. More than that, Kyle Roche, an interim lead counsel, showed Antonopoulos his deep knowledge of cryptocurrency, Bitcoin and blockchain. Per his letter to the court:

Kyle Roche, of Roche Cyrulnik Freedman (RCF), has demonstrated proficiency in these areas, unlike most other lawyers in the industry.

Considering that Antonopoulos possess substantial knowledge on cryptocurrency, the path set for Bitfinex becomes more clear over time.

Cold news about stablecoins

Influence rate: Low

Each time news bashing Bitfinex and Tether hit the market, Bitcoin reacts in two ways. If the news negative for Bitfinex, the price of Bitcoin is rising: Tether related news causes investors to dump USDT, which triggers the crypto market to go green, thanks to the price peg breakage of USDT.

This means that the more negative news about Tether you see, the more investors are dumping their USDT. It makes the rest of the crypto market to gain sharply. All thanks to the balance laws of nature. Because, some exchanges allow valuing Bitcoin against Tether, not to actual USD.

The more some widespread asset (like the dollar) is depreciated the more other currencies worth. The same goes for dollar-backed stablecoins. The traders see the price per Bitcoin valuated in USDT. When price peg breaks, they see the delusional higher/lower price per BTC.

Also, they gain the possibility to sell a stablecoin at a higher price than usual, if stablecoins gain and cryptocurrencies fall. Thats up to 5% easy gain per one such episode.

Government-backed takeover against crypto firms

Influence rate: Medium-High

China announced its crypto firms takeover back in January 2017. Police attended the offices in Beijing and Shanghai. Bitcoins price (which was at $775 by that moment) did fall by 14%. The investors were in fears that China will ban Bitcoin completely.

Later, during September 2017, Jamie Dimon was criticizing Bitcoin in the U.S. At the same time, China enrolled a final crypto takeover plan, which aimed to shut down all crypto exchanges. Bitcoin reacted immediately, with a 17% price decrease.

Centralization of the network

Influence rate: Very High

This is a very unrealistic scenario. Keep in mind that Bitcoin has nearly 7,000 to 9,500 publicnodes. Plus more than 50,000 of the nodes hidden in Tor. In case the nodes will decrease in number, the network may start losing the price.

Also, the price falls whenminersleave the network. In March 2020, theBitcoin network lost 40% of all the miners. This has led to the networks difficulty recalculation, making mining a bit easier to allow weak miners to rejoin. The price experienced a fall of 40% on March 13, mirroring the miner power decrease (before positive correction).

Key Developer leaves the project

Influence rate: Low

This is the first news in the history of Bitcoin that had a clear negative price impact.

When Mike Hearn was quitting Bitcoin in January 2016, he said that Bitcoin will not scale. He claimed that Bitcoin is revolving around China, Core developers are in some gang. And Bitcoin failed, so he sells all his stash. This caused a month of red candles.

The price lostapproximately 16.5% during a month after his famous Medium post. But then, Bitcoin slowly returned to the price before the angry quit.

And the bear trend was gone, accumulating even more powerful bulls around Bitcoin. A fiery of rich trading cycles began.

Insane Whale trading against the market

Influence rate: Medium

A bright recent example of whale trading happened during February-March, 2020. The U.S. Senator Kelly Loeffler dumped a ton of stocks on the market. She has been the CEO of crypto derivatives exchange Bakkt for some time. Then, Kelly went to serve at the U.S. Senate at the end of 2019.

Kelly visited a closed meeting of Congress members on 24 January. The topic of discussion was coronavirus. On the same day when Senator Loeffler visited a secretive Congress meeting. Per the pubic disclosure, Kelly sold Exxon Mobil, Euronet Worldwide and other companies shares. At the end of March 2020, Kelly was accused of insider trading.

She did not disclose whether she sold any amounts of cryptocurrency. However, we presume that she had substantial personal crypto stash available.

As you can see, the whales never announce the true intentions. Cryptocurrencies lost a significant part of their price thanks to the classic stock market panic. The total number of U.S. based insider whales is unknown.

Coronavirus-alike contamination

Influence rate: High

On January 3, 2020, famous Bitcoin Guru Andreas Antonopoulosclaimed during What Bitcoin Did Podcastthat people will sell any kind of assets to cover their need for the masks. He said that food and other necessary things will become important.

He predicted the grand sell-off of cryptocurrency and the stocks:

And the reason it will crash hard is that a lot of the venture capital, corporate investments and private investment from individuals that is based on cheap money and disposable income and excess cash in portfolios, etc., like in any other part of the economy, will dry up.

All of those things are a symptom of the fact that we have a small lifeboat and a very, very large number of people who need saving.

Despite Andreas made a prediction 21 days before the closed Congress meeting, many of the holdersdidnt pay much attention to his words months after that.

Many of the market participants continued claiming that cryptocurrency will go up to the halving event in May 2020. Per Tom Lee,it could make it to $40,000without troubles. As per markets in March 2020, it seems like the holders are in fear of coronavirus in a much bigger scale than of anything else. Even despite the world economy mongers take extra measures to ensure stability.

Many of the novice traders, as well as crypto-related enthusiasts, think that Bitcoin can perform magical stuff.

Bitcoin never gains permanent price it will fall someday

Back in 2017, Bitcoin made a one-year rally from $1,700 per bitcoin at the years beginning to $17,500 at the years end. The lack of technical knowledge made people believe Bitcoin will moon after New Year.

The more bright rise cryptocurrency receives, the more epic it falls later. Bitcoin is no exception, falling sharply from $13,860 on 17 December (on some exchanges $15,000-17,000 per BTC) to $6,900 on 17 March, 2018.

If you take any other coin, you can spot similar dynamics. If the coins keep falling for three, five or even seven days or weeks, be sure that it will bounce back. Such times fit well for short trading on local volatility.

All processes on Bitcoin markets obey cycles

If you see that the cycle is broken, then something went wrong. Like, if the network is not producing blocks in more than 2,5 hours, then its bad, as Bitcoin must process 1 block every 10 minutes. The same goes to the price, it must bounce.

Cycles are everywhere. For instance, look at the Decred PoS cryptocurrencys market price for the whole period. You can see that Bearish and Bullish periods are going one after another. They even have close to similar time size.

Source: Decred

Also, they appear to decrease in size as the trading balance establish. As if it was some cycle ruling everything, not the market demand and code improvements.

As the first cryptocurrency, Bitcoin was developing through wave-shaped price dynamics too. Before reaching the next price high, the price will likely reach the previous cycles peak, forming a Fibonacci curve.

Bitcoin price never mirrors public opinions

If you see that the majority of traders predict similar price increase, it may result in the opposite. The price will fall, and people following the unprofessional trader lose money. There are famous traders saying lies on purpose. Define who they are and avoid their forecasts.

If you see that somebody predicts Bitcoin at $100,000 in a year, think about their ability to predict the next Avatar movie storyline, which will see lights after 2021. Its zero chance, the same goes for Bitcoins price in a year. Only trust the short and mid-term analysis.

Influence of retail traders

Influence rate: Low

Small traders do not cause large movements of the price. They can even unite into groups for organized pumping of coins. But such groups cause no effect without the support from a few whales. Any trend by retail investors could be easily disrupted in case a trouble occurs.

Its simply because the influence of such groups is not big, as Bitcoins market is too substantial to strike it down with small sums. However, a domino effect is still possible. One Whale sells a large chunk of coins. Thus, triggering other bearish whales to emotionally do the same. Then, the market goes wild.

Influence of OTC traders

Influence rate: Medium

Over-the-Counter trading has no obvious ways of measure. Crypto traders use various platforms and exchange phone numbers, and Telegram/Viber handles, or even the locations to meet in person. More trades also flow in end-to-end secret chats. The official number is always smaller than the real state of things.

Such deals never get to any statistics. And the exact amount of the OTC market is unknown.

Some experts measure the volumeper region, though, by counting the LB statsas the OTC trading. If the OTC traders (both online and offline) engage in significant volumes, it will move the price per asset. Keep in mind that the OTC market may have its Bitcoin price significantly differ from the centralized exchange prices. Traders can take from 1% to 15% in fees be extremely careful. You wont be able to dispute the deal after you signed up for it.

Influence of exchanges, manipulators and artificial price pumps

Influence rate: High

Some of the cryptocurrency exchanges operate via third party bank accounts, use shady schemes, and commit bribery. Thanks to the soft regulation in certain economic zones, those exchanges can operate for years.

They transmit money and collect KYC, while the Internet is full of negative feedback from traders. Such exchanges can freeze transactions and steal untraceable currencies. People complain that Monero, Beam or Zcash is the usual target.

Exchanges also use trading bots to create artificial incoming volumes with their own money. This scheme described in full by The Tie, Librehash, and others. Per The Tie report,about 86% of all the cryptocurrency exchange trading activitymight be wash trading.

The manipulation factor is one of the most significant among others in terms of Bitcoin price analysis. Also, the most unpredictable one. Usually, by the time an honest investigator finds out whats going on, criminals get away with the money.

The influence of the market insiders

Influence rate: High

Market insiders are the closed circle of traders. Their influence over the market can reach an unbelievable level. Some of them enjoy fame, some of them not. Insiders are mostly the early miners and investors. They were working around Bitcoin to extract huge profits in the longterm. They were mostly producing content to bring Bitcoin to substantial hash power.

Be extremely aware of what large exchanges and firms do on the market. They could either disappear in a small European country like OneCoin creator Ruja Ignatova orimitate their deathlikeQuadrigaCX former admin, Gerald Cotten, presumably did.

Influence of darknet markets

Influence rate: Low-Medium

The darknet traffic: people wash dirty money, buy illegal stuff, collecting a ton of coins. Cryptocurrency prices gain at least some part of their price from restricted activities. The anonymous nature of Bitcoin transactions and lack of technological knowledge among police officers (in many countries) are two key factors behind Bitcoins popularity in the criminal world.

Influence of Whales

Influence rate: High

The whales are the traders with deep pockets. When whales enter the market, they typically cause a sharp increase or decrease in price. Whales move large capital in a short series of transactions.

Sometimes, they use stablecoins for that purpose. Whales dont divide their capital into pieces or diversify the portfolio. Other traders dont like whales they disrupt the natural price move. High-level whales prefer top currencies, not the ICO tokens and such.

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Accountability needed over failure to stop the boat – Sydney Morning Herald

Its becoming increasingly difficult for the public to have full confidence in the authorities managing this present crisis. The NSW Chief Health Officer says that the Ruby Princess was low risk when we all knew the very high risk from previous incidents with cruise ships. This contradicts protocol and the earlier quarantining of overseas arrivals on Christmas Island and other locations. Vanessa Tennent, Oatley

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When the history of the COVID-19 outbreak in Australia is written, March 19 will go down as the day on which the opportunity to bring the outbreak under control was lost.

The name Ruby Princess, and that of its captain and whoever in NSW Health made the decision to allow 2700 passengers to disembark and disperse across the country and overseas will go down in infamy. Heads shouldnt just roll over this debacle. People should go to jail.Malcolm McEwen, North Turramurra

Not sure what your correspondent David Atherfold needs to do to get sent to Manus Island, but it looks like arriving by boat no longer does the trick, even if coronavirus-infected passengers are on board (Letters, March 25). Steve Cornelius, Brookvale

Imagine making stopping boats the centrepiece of your entire political platform for 10 years, and then failing to stop the one boat that actually mattered. What a Ruby Princess you are. Yen Heng, Wahroonga

Though we are all meant to pull together to get through the crisis there are some groups who will try to take advantage of the situation (''Independent schools my ask for more funding'', March 25).As the president of the NSW Teachers Federation says some public schools are still short of basic hygiene products.

If the government can find more money for schools then helping public school students access online learning when they have no computers or internet connection at home should be a top priority. I cant see a valid case for even more money to be given to private schools. Judy Sherrington, Kensington

If the Association of Independent Schools in NSW believe that they are entitled to yet more public funding they need to open their finances to public scrutiny and justify their claim. In the meantime do what any other business would do and look at the fees and costs, and delay capital spending where possible. They can also examine the key messages of the religion to which they are affiliated and consider whether shamelessly gouging more funding from an already strained public purse is consistent with their religion. John Whiteing, Willoughby

I do not want my taxes to go to independent schools. I want it to go to public schools because they cater to pupils from all socio-economic levels; the unemployed who will struggle to put a roof over their heads and put food on the table; and hospitals in need of life saving equipment, additional intensive care units and beds. Lets strengthen the public school system. Jill Phillips, Ettalong Beach

Mixed messages on the role of schools has caused unnecessary uncertainty for parents, teachers and students and has significantly undermined the governments' messaging (''Parents stay positive as nation's living rooms become classrooms'', March 25). The reality is clear. The role of schools to provide excellent education for our kids is unchanged. Kids can attend school either in person or online. The focus of resources and communication should be on making school premises safe for teachers and students and for transfer to innovative online education for kids who stay at home. David Hind, Neutral Bay

High school students do not need constant parental supervision, so high schools should close immediately. There could be a skeleton roster of primary school teachers to be on supervision for those primary age children who need to attend. The NSW Department of Education already has comprehensive Distance Education programs for all subjects. Utilise these resources and send hard copies to those students who do not have access to adequate technologies. Jenny Baker, North Bondi

Once again, Scott Morrison has failed the Australian people ("Hardline lockdown to last for months", March 25). His wishy washy, daggy dad, homespun excuses for the inadequate measures he has announced do not constitute leadership. He obviously doesn't know Australians very well. They'll do whatever they can get away with. The only way to get many of them to follow orders is to lock them down in their homes as Boris Johnson has done in the UK, and have the police and army enforce the lockdown.

It's now up to Victorian Premier Dan Andrews and NSW Premier Gladys Berejiklian to show true leadership and to make this difficult but necessary decision. In a week (or maybe less) we'll need to do it anyway, with not much further damage economically, but with huge costs to the health of many, especially our frontline healthcare workers. Those who are a few weeks ahead of us in this crisis (Italy, USA) are wishing they had acted sooner and harder. It's now up to NSW and Victoria to lead the way. Pam Timms, Suffolk Park

It seems clear that Scott Morrison is more concerned about the economic impact of his actions rather than the health impact every single job is essential. All his actions to date have been to limit the economic impact in the next month or quarter.

But the full impact needs to be measured over the complete life of the crisis. More economic pain now may mean that the crisis is not as prolonged, and the total impact is less. But maybe our superior economic managers were away the day they taught that. David Rush, Lawson

Woe is us, misfortune upon calamity. To be cursed with a mean and muddle-headed Coalition government in office when the nature of the health and socioeconomic disaster about to befall us cries out for a Labor Party with a commitment to social welfare and the people's wellbeing running in its veins. Karen Coleman, Waterloo

The incremetalism and indecision that has characterised this Prime Minister's approach to drought, bushfires and climate change is repeating itself with this current crisis. Despite constant warnings from doctors and pleas for an urgent total lockdown to save lives, the need for critical leadership from this government has again failed to materialise.

Their willingness to repeatedly ignore the science will surely cost more lives and prolong the economic and social agony for many Australians, pain that could arguably have been avoided. Simon Wright, Orange

Efforts to ensure social distancing are widespread, but little has been attempted to include public transport. I suggest that peak travel congestion could be considerably reduced, allowing more distancing, if widely staggered operating hours were required in major cities. This could be done if blocks of similar industries all adopted the same schedules (eg: all banks to open from say 11am, all insurance companies from say 8am.) Such a measure could be better than more people losing their jobs. Richard Manuell, Frenchs Forest

To help prevent transmission of coronavirus, why arent all retail workers required to wear disposable gloves when exchanging cash and goods with customers? Rob Baveystock, Naremburn

Maximum five at a wedding. Maximum 10 at boot camp training. An opportunity for personal trainer celebrants? Ian Waters, Surry Hills

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As a senior person living in regional NSW, I have often looked at supermarkets and petrol stations and wondered what would happen if the supply chain failed ("Law essential to maintain supplies: ports", March 25). I am now seeing it in real life. In the current crisis we hope that our supplies will last and be restocked but what about our imports and our reliance on global suppliers. Without blaming any political party, as they have both contributed, this will also be a good learning experience and rekindling the economic ideals of self-sufficiency need to be part of economic policy. Robert Mulas, Corlette

If we had decent NBN, Foxtel would have disappeared from the planet long ago ("Rupert Murdoch's Foxtel could become a sports casualty", March 25). With all of the streaming services, one wonders why would Telstra pitch in millions of dollars to rescue the dead horse Fox Sports? Mukul Desai, Hunters Hill

With months stretching ahead with no sport can we persuade TV stations to replay grand finals both NRL and AFL from as far back as they have them. We could all get a laugh at the changing fashions, an insight into the changing rules, and unless we look up the result or it was a very memorable match for us there may be the excitement of not knowing who will win. Anne Stearman, Downer ACT

Tell him hes dreamin (Trump wants US economy to re-open by Easter as coronavirus cases grow, March 25). Sue Dyer, Downer ACT

Many health and medical professionals are demanding Australia do more widespread testing for COVID-19. They seem to be ignorant of the fact that we are already doing more testing than any other country in the world except South Korea the gold standard for testing. And we are not far behind South Korea. The Australian Health Protection Principal Committee reported on March 22 that we had done 123,000 tests and South Korea had done 282,555 tests. Adjusting for population size, our rate of 480 tests per 100,000 is only marginally lower than South Koreas 549 per 100,000. Check the facts before criticising the decision-makers. Robert Cumming, Professor of Epidemiology, University of Sydney

Confidence in superannuation may be lower now than during the long positive run weve had, but how much money would most people have put away voluntarily without compulsory superannuation (Letters, March 25)? Ninety per cent of something is vastly better than 100 per cent of nothing. Luke Crosthwaite, Talgarno

With all this broadcasting from peoples homes lately, I cant help but be struck by the absence of colour of the walls (''Yes, we're judging you'', March 25).

Whenever I see these broadcasts I feel like Im viewing a doctor's waiting room. Where is the warmth, the cozyness, the homeliness? Where is the colour? A nice deep red, yellow or teal? I didnt realise all Australians take their inspiration from the same colour chart. Benjamin Rushton, Birchgrove

I advise that in no Star Trek episode did anyone say, "It's life, [anyone], but not as we know it" (Letters, March 24). The closest that I can find is: "At least, no life as we know it". Furthermore, Kirk never said, "Beam me up, Scotty"; he said, "Scotty, beam me up". I know; I have better things to do than recall old Star Trek episodes. Dave Horsfall, North Gosford

Speaking of depressing good reading, try Hell Ship by Michael Veitch: the true story of the plague ship Ticonderoga. Worse than any cruise ship! Ian Ferrier, Paddington

Lionel Shrivers novel The Mandibles: A Family 2029-2047 should also go on the plague reading list. It tells the story of an extended familys experiences during the economic and societal collapse of America and will also give you a good back story to the value of toilet paper. Kerrie Walshaw, Bundeena

And then there is the great classic of Italian literature, I Promessi Sposi, The Betrothed, by Alessandro Manzoni, which is set in the late 1620s and was written in the early 1800s. It describes the terrible impacts of the plague across the country north-east of Milan towards Bergamo, which is the area of Italy worst affected by the present infectious scourge. David Stewart, Newcastle East

Hi to Sue Humphreys (Letters, March 25). And hi every morning. Graham Russell, Clovelly

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The Dispossessed, Part II: May You Get Reborn on Anarres! – tor.com

A biweekly series, The Ursula K. Le Guin Reread explores anew the transformative writing, exciting worlds, and radical stories that changed countless lives. This week well be covering The Dispossessed, first published by Harper & Row in 1974. My edition is Harper Perennial Modern Classics, 2014, and this installment of the reread covers pages 192 to the end.

Revolution is sexy.

Its been in vogue since the 18th century when first the colonies that would become the United States, then the colonial domains of Haiti and Peru, then nation after nation across the Western world and its colonized peripheries declared new independences, new governments, new ways of relating between state and citizen. We might even go back further and speak of the many rebellions that sporadically rose up in the wake of Europeans discovery of the Americas and their enslavement and genocide of millions of black and brown folks all over the world. And even earlier, to medieval peasants revolts that shook the power of feudal lords in Europe and Asia, to religiously inspired rebellions across Christendom and Islamdom, and to the servile uprisings of the Roman Republic. Looked at one way, history is the story of revolutionary mo(ve)ments.

But what is revolution, this attractive thing we love to cosplay but rarely commit to? If youve been following along with the Le Guin Reread or if you are already familiar with Le Guinand given how much Ive learned from folks engaging comments on these posts, many of you are!then you know Le Guin might have some answers, ones that take aim specifically at the powers of the state and capital, especially in earlier work, and turn more explicitly to colonialism, gender, and race in later years.

The Dispossessed is Le Guins most famous answer to the question of what revolution is. If the first half was a comparative exploration of life in anarcho-syndicalist Anarresti and capitalist Urrasti society, then its fair to say that the second half is a much more thorough dive into what exactly revolution means. The particular genius of this approachthe slow introduction, in media res, to Sheveks lifeis how it subverts the utopian novel, a tradition Le Guin was keenly aware of when developing the novel and which she specifically alludes to in her original subtitle, An Ambiguous Utopia (which was removed from later reprintings for reasons that arent entirely clear). In this second piece on The Dispossessed I want to focus on revolution and/as utopia, what this means for Le Guin, and why it still mattersin short, why this rather strange science fiction novel has been remembered as one of the masterpieces of the genre, and why people still talk about it almost fifty years later (which, holy crap, thats a long time).

Le Guins subtitle has provoked a great many responses, none more pointed than fellow SF writer Samuel Delanys 1976 novel Triton, later released as Trouble on Triton: An Ambiguous Heterotopia (1996) to make Delanys meaning absolutely clear. (The initial subtitle, Some Informal Remarks toward the Modular Calculus, Part One, was a bit opaque, but also put it in conversation with Sheveks search for a unified temporal theory.) Delany was famously critical with The Dispossessed, detailing his response in a long essay, To Read The Dispossessed.

Of particular concern to Delany was Le Guins failure to radicalize Anarresti society around sex and gender; on Anarres, Delany suggests, Bedaps homosexuality should not be cause for intense depression and sadness, a source of rejection from the sort of partnership that Shevek and Takver experience. Truly, Le Guin gives us no examples of homosexual partnering, though she notes that Shevek had had multiple sexual experiences with men and even with Bedap. But Anarresti society is not, apparently or at least in Le Guins description of it through Sheveks eyes, a particularly radical place where sex, gender, and sexuality are concerned. In fact, its pretty damn hetero. By contrast, Delanys Triton, like all his fiction, is queer as fuck, dealing openly with how a libertarian society might embrace radical openness of sexuality and gender roles.

Like the word utopia, Delanys heterotopia is a play on words. Utopia, as given to us by English humanist Thomas More, author of Utopia (1516) and notorious torturer of Protestants, comes from two Greek sources: the first, eu- (good) + topos (place), meaning the good place; the second, ou- (not) + topos (place), or the not-place, nowhere. More was an intelligent scholar of Greek and knew that his pun would be well-received by the two dozen people who could understand it; thankfully, those folks wrote down their interpretations and we know that utopia was always meant to be both a desire for a better world and unattainable, a place we cant go.

Heterotopia comes from French social theorist Michel Foucault, who saw it as the other place (Gk. hetero-) outside of the orthodoxy of social norms and values. It already exists: Its there in the subcultures, for example, of BDSM fetishists, of gay bathhouses, of the punk music scene of the 1970s, of radical feminists and black abolitionists. Unlike utopia, you can get there. But theres also the other pun: hetero(sexual), which heterotopias by definition of their search for otherness (in a straight-normed world) are not.

But while Delany took aim at what he saw as the unradicality of Le Guins utopia, and maybe of the entire concept of utopia as generally useless since, well, its a not-place, The Dispossessed does not promise Anarres as the solution to our problems (or at least those of the sexist capitalist society of 1970s America). Rather, Le Guins Anarres is simultaneously an ever-changing social organism and a society plagued with problems, whether (as I argued last time) with regard to gender or to personal liberty or to the way in which ideology inheres simplistically such that Anarresti yell propertarian at whatever seems to challenge what has become the norm on Anarres. Many see utopia as an ideal solution to social, cultural, and economic problems, and that is historically what the genre of utopian writing upheld: a logical explanation of how society could operate if XYZ problems were fixed. But utopia for Le Guin, as for many so-called utopianists who have invested entire scholarly careers in thinking about what utopia means, is not so much an achieved state of being or place of residence as a struggle toward something better. In this instance, a heterotopia might be utopian precisely because it strives toward an ideal through difference that seeks to dismantle what those in the heterotopia believe is unjust.

Ive got no idea why the subtitle An Ambiguous Utopia was removed from some later reprintings, since to me this idea of ambiguity is integral to what Le Guin is talking about. Interestingly enough, utopia is only referenced once in the novel when Pae, an informer for A-Ios government, tosses a drunk Shevek into bed and rummages through his papers in search of the theory of simultaneity Shevek was brought to Urras to produce. Frustrated, he asks Oiie, Have we been taken in by a damned naive peasant from Utopia? In this sense, the actual fact of Anarres as a functioning society is so minor to the capitalist mindset that it is a sideshow to the real world. Its the naive fantasy of peasants, the uneducated, the unrealistic, those who dont know any better. Its the word liberals use to call Leftists crazy, to demand greater focus on real issues and practical matters. But neither Shevek nor Le Guin see Anarres as utopia. Its qualified, its ambiguous, its unachieved, a work-in-progressan outopos.

So why call it an ambiguous utopia if, for Le Guin and most thinkers on the Left, utopia is always ambiguous? For one, Le Guin wanted The Dispossessed to revitalize the utopian novel, a tradition that traces back to Protestant-torturer Thomas More (as mentioned above, who himself took the idea from Plato and other Greek writers) and which flourished in the late 1800s and early 1900s. In the United States and Europe, socialists, feminists, and black thinkers wrote hundreds of utopian novels. These followed a pretty typical format: A utopian society exists; a member from outside of it (usually representative of the readers society) pays a visit; some friendly utopians show the outsider around, detailing the social, economic, infrastructural, and other functionings of utopia; the outsider records his observations on the differences between our world and the possible world, usually offering some ideas in a more moralist frame about how we could get there. Utopian fiction was rarely plot-based; these were essentially Wikipedia articles on non-existent possible-worlds written out with perfunctory attention to characters and story as met the prerequisites for being labeled a novel.

In sum, they were boring and aesthetically rather uninteresting. Le Guin didnt want to be boring; she wanted readers to invest emotionally in the story as much as she did in the ideas, so she wrote a utopian novel that turned the genre inside-out, that narrated from the perspective of the utopian society and that explored our society. She estranged the propertarian and opened up a space for thinking of capitalism as, well, the pretty shitty system it is. Anarres is not necessarily a sexy utopia; its on a resource-strapped desert moon and life is hard work. The main character isnt even particularly happy there, for fucks sake, and thats pretty clear from the very beginning, when hes being stoned for trying to leave, and from the first scenes of his life, when hes chided for his intelligence. Even the gender and sexual politics, if you agree with Delany, arent all that great. And the beauty of it is that Le Guin was telling us this all along: Its not supposed to be perfect. Its human. Its ambiguous, just like utopia itself, a concept that captures dreams as diverse as Thomas Mores Catholicism, Hitlers Nazism, Marxs communism, Goldmans anarchism, Modis Hindutva, #NoDAPLs decolonialism, the current administrations xenophobia, and #BlackLivesMatters abolitionism.

If utopia can capture so much, including ideologies that are directly at war with one another, what matters then is how the utopian impulsethe always unfinished drive toward utopiaresponds to the ambiguities inherent in the very idea of utopia. Why is an ambiguous utopiain other words, any utopiaworthwhile if it wont be perfect? I might be a smart-ass and say, well if youre going to ask that, then ask yourself why anything is worthwhile. But to tamp down the snark and get real: Life sucks, why not (try to) make it better? Better isnt best, but it sure beats this. Utopia isnt the destination, its the journey.

The Dispossessed is a painfully beautiful novel. Le Guin writes about love and longing, desire and connection, personhood and agency so powerfully and yet subtly that many readers feel themselves in her words. I dislike Shevek, but he seems so real and familiar to me that I can see myself in his emotional being. True, Le Guin often writes heterosexual characters deeply invested in a relationship with a single person who is their all; this was Le Guins experience with her husband Charles, whom she married in 1953. Le Guin led a rather traditional heteropatriarchal life for a woman in the 1950s, staying home to take care of the kids, and only later, when her kids were older, launching her writing career. This informs her early books, just as Delanys search for place as a bisexual black man among intellectuals and queer folks in the 1950s and 1960s shaped his fiction. Its not wholly surprising, then, that despite Le Guins radical anti-statism and anti-capitalism, those with political investments in the feminist and gay and lesbian liberation movements of the 1970s thought The Dispossessed didnt go far enough.

But as we saw with responses to The Left Hand of Darkness, Le Guin embraced political and personal change as a matter of existence and acknowledged her own inability to think outside of some orthodoxies even as she was thinking inside of others. Indeed, she theorized this conception of utopia in The Dispossessednot only that utopia is ambiguous, that it is always utopian only in relation to certain historical moments (say, the conditions that brought about Odos writing and the revolution that finally got the Odonians their moon), but that revolution is not singular, it is multiple, it is change. To put it bluntly: This shit isnt simple and positing utopia as a singular solution ignores how difficult (and many) the problems are.

Not only does The Dispossessed play around with what the utopian novel was, as a rather well-known genre form, it also helps us think about the utility of utopia in bleak times, largely by reframing our conception of revolution. We are wont to think of revolutions as moments of ecstatic rupture, of a break between past and future during which time the present is an explosive, almost orgasmic moment that radically transforms the old into something new. Anarres, for examplethe whole social experiment in anarcho-syndicalist lifeis said to be a revolution. But how can a society be a revolution? How can a thing that has existed for nearly 200 years, with minimal contact with those against whom they rebelled, be a revolution? To think like Shevek, we need to understand where weve gone wrong.

Take the Russian Revolution of 1917. It did away with the tsarist state and brought about the Soviet Union in one fell swoop, a wholly different society from the one before. Right? At least, thats the high-school world history version of the story. But as China Miville carefully shows in his moment-by-moment retelling of the Revolution, things werent so cut and dry, nor were the Leninists the most radical faction operating in the revolutionary fervor of October that year (he killed most of the anarchists!). Moreover, the Soviet Union was quickly transformed into something quite familiar: a state eating up smaller states, relying on authoritarian force to maintain power, and competing within 30 years for global dominance. This is Thu of The Dispossessed, which emerged out of Odos revolution just as Anarres did but went a different way; this is Orgoreyn on Gethen.

Look at another revolution: second-wave feminism. Things changed, bras were burned (yes and no), and sexism seemed to be, well, less. But there was a third (and maybe a fourth) wave of feminism. #MeToo was still necessary; judges and elected officials at the very highest level of government have been confirmed and supported despite their troubling histories, statements, and behaviors; the gender wage gap still exists; most jobs in the U.S. dont allow paid time off for mothers, and so on. The feminist revolution was not boom, bang, done; its ongoing, made possible by the constant work of thousands, millions, of people across the world who adhere to a utopian dream. Here is the ongoing revolution of Sheveks Anarres. To be feminist is to live a constant revolution, always striving for an end to (hetero)patriarchy. To twist Le Guins description of Anarres just a bit, feminist society, properly conceived, [is] a revolution, a permanent one, an ongoing process.

So, yes, revolution is sexy. But only because were thinking of the mythical revolutions, the Les Misrables that are over and done with after some punchy songs, slow ballads, and a rousing chorus. We marched with our pink hats but misogyny is still alive and well at the highest levels of power. We think of revolution in terms of quick, exciting moments, Che Guevara shirts, Dont Tread on Me flags, and movies starring Mel Gibson. These visions of revolution attract because they are easier and glorious: The battle is fought, hopefully won, and things are different ever after. Huzzah, to the rebel! Viva la revolucin! Etc.

Le Guin wants us to see revolution anew, the way things have historically worked. She takes the anthropologists eye to recognizing that society changes not dramatically but piecemeal, that rarely is one person, one glorious leader, an agent of wholescale change; rather, we are all part of a collective action that can only ever be ongoing and that can only ever be achieved collectively. If this sounds familiar from earlier posts in this series, thats because it is. I argued as much was Le Guins impetus in The Left Hand of Darkness, and we see this continue in her second major novel.

In fact, its a lesson that Shevek learned in the same way we all learn our ABCs: as part of growing up, the necessary indoctrination into culture. But its also a lesson he has to re-learn, to learn at the deeper level of personhood and identity, to move past the bare ideology of knowing how to use a vs. an, he vs. him, and to recognize that there is a grammatical rule at work. Only in going to Urras does Shevek come to understand the true meaning of living in a society that is a revolution, and when he learns this, he recognizes that Anarres is not perfect, that its dull adherence to parroted Odo quotes learned in grade school is not enough.

While the Urrasti elite embody all he disdains, and the PDC fails to stop power from centralizing on Anarres, Shevek finds that the struggle for justice among the Nioti, the underclasses of A-Io, is a fulfillment of the ongoing utopian vision of Odonianism. Having cut themselves off from the outside world, having learned to pretend that the only struggle worthwhile is simply to be Anarresti, the lunar anarchists have forgotten what solidarity means and have abandoned it and the principle of change. It is no coincidence that after Shevek rediscovers and truly inhabits the meaning of revolutionrevolution is changewhile caught up in the Nioti riots that Le Guin takes us back to Anarres, back to Sheveks increasing radicalism on Anarres against the stultified PDC prior to his departure. Le Guins interweaving of moments in Sheveks life practices the constant need for personal and ideological growth that The Dispossessed argues for. To us as readers, each chapter brings a new Shevek, someone who we have to relearn and place in his altered social conditions. Like society, the individual cannot remain static, but must react, evolve, live the revolution. The Dispossessed is itself an Odonian manifesto.

There is so much to say about The Dispossessed that it overwhelms. Rarely do I read a book and leave the experience feeling exhausted, shocked by just how much one could say, how many pages I could flip between to build arguments and discuss minutiae with others. That Ive been able to say this much flabbergasts me, and I dont even think Ive begun to say anything all that worthwhile! I imagine this is what the very religious experience when talking the finer points of Gospel or Talmud. And I dont think this is far from what Le Guin wanted After all, The Dispossessed is not a perfect book and its a deeply Taoist one. Like The Left Hand of Darkness, its flaws call out to be seen! We must make something of them and engage our critical senses, and at the same time we love this thing, this messy book, this beautiful and tiring and unforgettable book.

It is, I truly think, impossible not to go unchanged by the experience of The Dispossessed. It is a novel that practices utopia, that changes and changes its readers. It calls us to something greater: not an ideal to be reached, like Heaven or Utopia, but an ideal to be lived. We arent going to get there, to our grand vision of what things should be, but the journey lies ahead nonetheless. May we be reborn on Anarres, and may we recognize that it has to be of our own makinghere, now, always changing. May we be the revolution.

Join me in two weeks, Wednesday, April 8, for a reread of A Wizard of Earthsea. Well read the whole thing and discuss it in one go! In the meantime, take care of yourselves, folks. Stay safe, practice social distancing, and remember that while individual liberty is essential to the Odonian movement, your freedom to carry on as you like does not come at the expense of the health and safety of the social organism. Dont be propertarian!

Sean Guynes is a critic, writer, and editor currently working on a book about how the Korean War changed American science fiction, and co-writing a book on whiteness for the MIT Press Essential Knowledge series.For politics, publishing, and SFF content, follow him on Twitter @saguynes.

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The Wing Is a Womens Utopia. Unless You Work There. – The New York Times

Later that year, another employee who had attended the Ocasio-Cortez fund-raiser at Gelmans home tweeted a note of discomfort about the radical-chic gathering. When Gelman spied it late at night over a weekend, she summoned her to her office the next Monday morning. The employee deleted the tweet and apologized, and Gelman responded benevolently. Your intelligence and depth are beyond your years, Gelman wrote the employee in an email. Of the Wing, she said: I am honestly very down to hear your unvarnished opinions on it, and ideas you have to improve it and make it better. I really mean that. But a few months later, when the employee emailed Gelman to ask about raising wages, and then began to inquire among staff about their working conditions, a Wing disciplinary write-up signed by Kassan rebuked the employee for expressing negative views about an event at Audreys home, sending reactive emails directly to the C.E.O. and interrogating staff about their pay and benefits. The employee was warned that the company wanted to see a significant improvement in her impulsive and reactive behaviors or face corrective action up to and including termination.

Once, Gelman noticed a few dirty dishes in the beauty room of a club while Venus Williams was visiting the space, according to an employee who was working the event. She said Gelman shut the doors to the beauty room and raised her voice, saying a C.E.O. shouldnt have to clean. The employee left rattled and crying. Two employees who were present in the club that day confirmed that the employee tearfully described the incident to them shortly after it happened. (The Wing spokeswoman denied that it occurred.) Last year, Gelman told the website the Cut that the most fun Ive had in the last few months involved rolling up her sleeves and doing dishwashing shifts at the Wing. She washed three dishes and Instagrammed it, a former employee says.

On a recent Thursday morning, I followed a trail of curvy white Ws painted along a Williamsburg sidewalk up to the entrance of the Wings newest club. In the elevator, I witnessed a real-life Winglet meet-cute: One woman read auras for GOOP; the other made $45 soaps for GOOP; they bonded over a healer they both knew. An eager young Wing employee met me at the front desk, and then I headed into the pink belly of the club, where Audrey Gelman was waiting for me.

Gelman wore a golden Wing necklace and an inviting smile. Flanked by the Wings senior vice president for operations and an outside public-relations professional, she listened to the accounts of her employees and nodded thoughtfully. Despite their intention to build a womens utopia, she acknowledged, the ills of society at large had seeped in. Its hard to hear that people have had this experience, she said. These are familiar themes for us. Every employee concern, she assured me, had already been incorporated into a sweeping business recalibration. Even as it expanded, the Wing was overhauling its organizational structure, raising wages, extending benefits and instituting a code of conduct for members which, if violated, could result in the clipping of wings termination of membership.

Gelman reiterated an article published on Feb. 26 in Fast Company, in which she wrote that she had tried to play the role of the perfect girlboss, promoting the fantasy that a female founder could have it all. But behind the scenes, she wrote, her fear of failure had led her to obscure the real challenges unfolding at the Wing. Wing workers, who had for years raised those very issues internally, wondered why the Wing only seemed to acknowledge them as members spoke up and journalists circled. But when Gelman posted her mea culpa on Instagram, glowing reviews flooded into the comments: So important. I didnt know I could love and admire you even more. Bravo. Whatever improvements might be in store for its employees in the future, the Wing had already successfully fixed the flaw in its public reputation.

As the start-up world has reeled from the dizzying falls of toxic male founders like Ubers Travis Kalanick and WeWorks Adam Neumann, it has set its sights on a new kind of hero figure. Female entrepreneurs are paraded in the press as saviors of the market, even though they still receive relatively paltry sums from venture-capital firms. In their hands, the tensions of capitalism may be laundered through feminist messaging and come out looking bright and new. At the very least, corporate feminism can be defended as an incremental good. Yes, it may co-opt a political movement for profit, but it is moving the levers of capitalism for the benefit of women, tailoring products for female consumers and transferring cash into the coffers of women leaders.

When these women inevitably fail to secure female empowerment through retail offerings and exclusive hospitality experiences, it is suggested that it is perhaps sexist to criticize them. Men get away with so much. And yet this outpouring of sympathy rarely extends beyond the executive suite. When a feminist company falls short of its utopian vision, it is the workers who must toil to maintain the illusion. And they are women, too.

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This One Weird Trick Will Make You Thousands Of Bells In Animal Crossing: New Horizons (Tom Nook Hates It!) – Forbes

Animal Crossing: New Horizons

A note about the title here: sometimes it can be too much to resist classic clickbait formats, but to be honest I have no idea whether or not Tom Nook hates this or not: his relationship to our productive capacity is opaque, at best. Regardless, if youve just signed on here in Animal Crossing: New Horizons, you may have noticed that this new utopia is relentlessly capitalistic: Tom Nook needs to be paid, and everything costs bells. Depending on what kind of player you are, you either run this game as a chill island sim or a relentless moneymaking scheme. Were here to talk about the latter.

There are a ton of ways to maximize your bell production, but true to the headline, Im going to focus on one weird trick here. Kudos for figuring it out, to IGN for figuring it out, because its a good one. Were gonna grow a money tree.

To start with, look for one of those glowing spots on the ground that you can find once per day. By now youve likely already figured out that those yield bells, but you may not have figured out just how many bells they can yield. Heres what you need to do: dig up the bell bag, as usual, but dont fill the hole in! Youre going to need this hole.

You can plant bells in this particular hole in much the same way you plant fruit in other holes. While smaller amounts will do, youll want to maximize the amount you get each time this tree yields dividends. So go into your inventory and go down to your bells: take a bag of 10,000 and turn into an item. Plant that item in the ground to grow your very own money tree.

A couple of these on the island and youll be rolling in bells, enough to pay your loan off and maybe build some bridges to spare. Or, you know, get you part of the way. Youre going to need a whole lot of bells to accomplish your goals, so we need everything we can get.

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10 new spring 2020 books to help you pass the time as you shelter in place from the coronavirus – San Antonio Express-News

There has never been a better time to curl up at home with a good book. Its practically our duty.

With social distancing rules in effect to slow the spread of of the coronavirus, you cant go out anyway, except for some fresh air or a trip to the grocery store. But you can escape into books, especially if whats on TV reruns of old basketball games and NCIS marathons arent to your taste.

Unlike the movies, publishers will still release their expected blockbusters this spring.

The Mirror and the Light ($30, Henry Hold and Co., on sale now), the final book in Hilary Mantels trilogy about the life of Thomas Cromwell, follows King Henry VIIIs chief minister from the height of his power to his downfall. John Grisham returns to Camino Island in late April for another breezy crime tale in Camino Winds (Random House, $28.95, April 29). It swirls around the suspicious death of an island resident during a hurricane.

And Stephen King scares up a new collection of stories in If It Bleeds (Scribner, $30, April 14). The title story features investigator Holly Gibney, whom King fans know from the Mr. Mercedes series and The Outsider.

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A prominent Texas author also has a book due. In Simon the Fiddler (William Morrow, $27.99, April 14), Paulette Jiles focuses on a character who made a brief appearance in her best-seller News of the World.

Here, from places in between, are 10 more books five fiction and five nonfiction to help you get away without leaving home.

The Companions, Katie M. Flynn (Scout Press, $27, on sale now): Its our bad luck that Flynns debut novel feels so topical. The Companions is set two years into a quarantine following the outbreak of a deadly virus in California. Residents break their isolation with companions, machines some lifelike, others not containing the uploaded consciousness of the dead. One is Lilac, a teenage girl who goes rogue to solve the mystery of her untimely death.

Days of Distraction, Alexandra Chang (Ecco, $26.99, March 31): In her debut novel, Chang tells the story of a tech reporter I write about gadgets for people with money to spend who leaves San Francisco to follow her boyfriend to a small New York college town. The cross-country trip leads to questions about her relationship shes Chinese-American and he is white as well as her cultural history and career choice.

Afterlife Julia Alvarez (Algonquin Books, $25.95, April 7): The author of How the Garcia Girls Lost Their Accents and In the Time of Butterflies returns with her first novel for adults in more than a decade. Its a slim book that begins in tragedy and searches for a way out. Its about a writer and teacher whose husband dies as she is about to retire, upending her life just as she thought it was coming to rest. The turmoil continues when a pregnant, undocumented teen shows up at her home.

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Broken, Don Winslow (William Morrow, $29.99, April 7): Top-notch crime writer Winslow published The Border, the final volume of his cartel trilogy about the cross-border drug trade, just last year. His new book goes the other way. Broken is a collection of six novellas that jump from New Orleans to San Diego to Hawaii for a reunion with characters from his best-seller Savages and finally back to the border. That story, The Last Ride, is a sort of western that begins with an image of a girl in a cage.

A Childrens Bible, Lydia Millet (W.W. Norton & Co., $25.95, May 12): Think about activist Greta Thunbergs fury at adults who are leaving their children and grandchildren a spoiled world. Thats the emotion the drives acclaimed novelist Millets latest, about a group of children who have to fend for themselves after they are separated from their heedless parents while on vacation.

The Hot Hand, Ben Cohen (Custom House, $32.50, on sale now): Cohen, who covers the NBA for the Wall Street Journal, begins thinking about streaks in terms of basketball, the player with the hot hand who just cant miss. Thats a myth, according to his research. But hes seen it happen, and wants to know more, so he follows the idea of unbeatable performance into investing, technology, music and literature including the stories weve all been hearing about Shakespeare and the plague.

El Jefe: The Stalking of Chapo Guzmn, Alan Feuer (Flatiron Books, $28.99, May 19): As co-leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel, El Chapo Guzmn was both a criminal and a celebrity something like Depression Era-gangsters Al Capone and John Dillinger in the U.S. New York Times reporter Alan Feuer, who covered Guzmns 2019 drug trafficking trial, charts his rise from teenage smuggler to drug lord a mix of tall tales and brutal crimes.

Heaven and Hell: A History of the Afterlife, Bart D. Ehrman (Simon & Schuster, $28, March 31): Well more than half of all Americans believe a literal heaven or hell awaits them when they die. There was a time, says religion historian Bard D.Ehrman, when everyone believed that and, much earlier, a time when no one did. His new book traces beliefs in the afterlife from before the birth of Christ to the early centuries of Christianity when heaven and hell as we know them now came into being.

Remain in Love, Chris Frantz (St. Martins Press, $29.99, May 12): David Byrne, who had enjoyed a renaissance of late with his Broadway show American Utopia, was the face of Talking Heads. Husband and wife Chris Frantz and Tina Weymouth were the backbone, the rhythm section that moved the band from skeletal punk to New Wave and funk. Frantz must have been taking notes, because he tells the story of the band and his marriage in amazing detail Lou Reed, for instance, once told Byrne to wear long sleeves onstage because his arms were so hairy.

Funny Weather: Art in an Emergency, Olivia Laing (Norton, $26.95, May 12): British art critics collection, drawn from a monthly magazine column and other pieces published in the past five years, includes profiles of Georgia OKeeffe, Robert Rauschenberg and David Hockney and love letters to David Bowie and Freddie Mercury. She writes that she looks to art for ideas to resist and repair in turbulent times. Art provides material with which to think, she writes. After that, friend, its up to you.

If youre unable to focus right now on a novel or work of nonfiction, here are three upcoming books you can dip into and out of.

Illustrator Lisa Brown sums up classic novels such as To Kill a Mockingbird, Catcher in the Rye and The Handmaids Tail funny-pages style in three-panel comics in Long Story Short (Algonquin Books, $14.95, April 7)

Ashley Molesso and Chess Needham, who run the stationery company Ash + Chess, apply their colorful, whimsical graphic style to landmarks and icons of LGBTQ history in The Gay Agenda (Morrow Gift, $19.99, April 28).

In short, short essays and quotes taken from her Twitter feed, poet Maggie Smith offers solace and encouragement in the face of loss in Keep Moving (One Signal, $24, May 5)

Jim Kiest is the arts and entertainment editor for the San Antonio Express-News. Read him on our free site, mySA.com, and on our subscriber site, ExpressNews.com. | jkiest@express-news.net | Twitter: @jimik64

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Why Would Anyone Want to Visit Chernobyl? – The New York Times

We were around a hundred miles from the Zone, and already my thoughts had turned toward death. This had nothing to do with radiation and everything to do with road safety. I was in a minibus, on a highway between Kyiv and the 1,160-square-mile Exclusion Zone around the Chernobyl power plant. The minibus was being driven at an alarming speed and in such a way that caused me to question the safety standards of the tour company Id entrusted myself to for the next two days. It had become clear that our driver and tour guide, a man in his early 40s named Igor, was engaged in a suite of tasks that were not merely beyond the normal remit of minibus driving but in fact in direct conflict with it. He was holding a clipboard and spreadsheet on top of the steering wheel with his left hand (that he was also using to steer), while in his other hand he held a smartphone, into which he was diligently transferring data from the spreadsheet. The roughly two-hour journey from Kyiv to the Zone was, clearly, a period of downtime of which he intended to take advantage in order to get some work squared away before the proper commencement of the tour. As such, he appeared to be distributing his attention in a tripartite pattern clipboard, road, phone; clipboard, road, phone looking up from his work every few seconds in order to satisfy himself that things were basically in order on the road, before returning his attention to the clipboard.

I happened to be sitting up front with Igor and with his young colleague Vika, who was training to become a fully accredited guide. Vika appeared to be reading the Wikipedia article for nuclear reactor on her iPhone. I considered suggesting to Igor that Vika might be in a position to take on the spreadsheet work, which would allow him to commit himself in earnest to the task of driving, but I held my counsel for fear that such a suggestion might seem rude. I craned around in an effort to make subtly appalled eye contact with my friend Dylan, who was sitting a few rows back alongside a couple of guys in their 20s an Australian and a Canadian who, we later learned, were traveling around the continent together impelled by a desire to have sex with a woman from every European nation but he didnt look up, preoccupied as he was with a flurry of incoming emails. Some long-fugitive deal, I understood, was now on the verge of lucrative fruition.

Vika, left, a Chernobyl tour guide and Kim, a visitor from Finland. Mark Neville for The New York Times

Of all my friends, I knew that Dylan was most likely to accept at short notice my request for accompaniment on a trip to the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone. He was his own boss, for one thing, and he was not short of money (tech entrepreneur, venture capitalist). He was also in the midst of a divorce, amicable but nonetheless complex in its practicalities. It would, I said, be a kind of anti-stag party: His marriage was ending, and I was dragging him to the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone for two days. As soon as I made it, I felt some discomfort about this joke, with its laddish overtones, as though I were proposing the trip for the laughs or as an exploit in extreme tourism or, worse still, some kind of stunt journalism enterprise combining elements of both. I was keen to avoid seeing myself in this way.

Lunch, Igor said, pointing out the side window of the bus. I followed the upward angle of his index finger and saw a series of telephone poles, each of which had a stork nesting atop it. Lunch, he reiterated, this time to a vague ripple of courteous laughter.

About 40 minutes north of Kyiv, a screen flickered to life in front of us and began to play a documentary about the Chernobyl disaster. We watched in silence as our minibus progressed from the margins of the city to the countryside. The video was intended as a primer, so that by the time we got to the site of one of the worst nuclear accidents in history, everyone would be up to speed on the basic facts: how in the early hours of April 26, 1986, a safety test simulating the effects of a power failure ended in an uncontrolled nuclear reaction; how this caused an inferno in the reactor core that burned for at least nine days; how in the aftermath the Soviet government created a 19-mile-radius exclusion zone around the power plant; how they evacuated about 130,000 people, more than 40,000 of them residents of Pripyat, a city of the future built for workers at the nearby plant; how the vast endeavor of decontamination necessitated the bulldozing of entire towns, the felling of entire forests, the burying of them deep in the poisoned earth.

As the documentary played on the screen, Igor demonstrated his familiarity with it by reciting lines along with the film. At one point, Mikhail Gorbachev materialized to deliver a monologue on the terrifying time scale of the accidents aftereffects. His data entry tasks now complete, Igor spoke along in unison with Gorbachev How many years is this going to go on? Eight hundred years? before himself proclaiming, Yes! Until the second Jesus is born!

I was unsure what to make of the tone of all this. Igor and Vikas inscrutable jocularity sat oddly with the task they were charged with: to guide us around the site of arguably the worst ecological catastrophe in history, a source of fathomless human suffering in our own lifetimes. And yet some measure of levity seemed to be required of us.

After the documentary, the minibuss onboard infotainment programming moved on to an episode of the BBC motoring show Top Gear, in which three chortling idiots drove around the Exclusion Zone in hatchbacks, gazing at clicking Geiger counters while ominous electronica played on the soundtrack. There were then some low-budget music videos, all of which featured more or less similar scenes of dour young men a touchingly earnest British rapper, some kind of American Christian metal outfit lip-syncing against the ruined spectacle of Pripyat.

I wondered what, if anything, the tour companys intention might have been in showing us all this content. Screening the documentary made sense, in that it was straightforwardly informative the circumstances of the accident, the staggering magnitude of the cleanup operation, the inconceivable time scale of the aftereffects and so on. But the Top Gear scenes and the music videos were much more unsettling to watch, because they laid bare the ease with which the Zone, and in particular the evacuated city of Pripyat, could be used, in fact exploited, as the setting for a kind of anti-tourism, as a deep source of dramatic, and at the same time entirely generic, apocalyptic imagery.

I was being confronted, I realized, with an exaggerated manifestation of my own disquiet about making this trip in the first place; these unseemly, even pornographic, depictions of the Zone were on a continuum with my own reasons for making this trip. My anxieties about the future the likely disastrous effects of climate change, our vulnerability to all manner of unthinkable catastrophes had for some time been channeled into an obsession with the idea of the apocalypse, with the various ways people envisioned, and prepared for, civilizational collapse.

I was on a kind of perverse pilgrimage: I wanted to see what the end of the world looked like. I wanted to haunt its ruins and be haunted by them. I wanted to see what could not otherwise be seen, to inspect the remains of the human era. The Zone presented this prospect in a manner more clear and stark than any other place I was aware of. It seemed to me that to travel there would be to look upon the end of the world from the vantage point of its aftermath. It was my understanding, my conceit, that I was catching a glimpse of the future. I did not then understand that this future, or something like it, was closer than it appeared at the time. I did not understand that before long the idea of the Zone would advance outward from the realm of abstraction to encompass my experience of everyday life, that cities across the developed world would be locked down in an effort to suppress the spread of a lethal new virus, an enemy as invisible and insidious in its way as radiation and as capable of hollowing out the substance of society overnight.

The minibus slowed as we approached the checkpoint marking the outer perimeter of the Zone. Two policemen emerged from a small building, languidly smoking, emanating the peculiar lassitude of armed border guards. Igor reached out and plucked the microphone from its nook in the dashboard.

Dear comrades, he said. We are now approaching the Zone. Please hand over passports for inspection.

Igor, a Chernobyl tour guide, measuring the ground for radiation. Mark Neville for The New York Times

You feel immediately the force of the contradiction. You feel, contradictorily, both drawn in and repelled by this force. Everything you have learned tells you that this is an afflicted place, a place that is hostile and dangerous to life. And yet the dosimeter, which Igor held up for inspection as we stood by the bus on the far side of the border, displayed a level of radiation lower than the one recorded outside the McDonalds in Kyiv where we had boarded the bus earlier that morning. Apart from some hot spots, much of the Zone has relatively low levels of contamination. The outer part of the 30 Kilometer Zone the radius of abandoned land around the reactor itself is hardly a barren hellscape.

Possible to use this part of Zone again, humans today, Igor said.

Someone asked why, in that case, it wasnt used.

Ukraine is very big country. Luckily we can spare this land to use as buffer between highly contaminated part of Zone and rest of Ukraine. Belarus not so lucky.

Immediately you are struck by the strange beauty of the place, the unchecked exuberance of nature finally set free of its crowning achievement, its problem child. And everywhere you look, you are reminded of how artificial the distinction is between the human and the natural world: that everything we do, even our destruction of nature, exists within the context of nature. The road you walk on is fissured with the purposeful pressure of plant stems from below, the heedless insistence of life breaking forth, continuing on. It is midsummer, and the day is hot but with the sibilant whisper of a cool breeze in the leaves and butterflies everywhere, superintending the ruins. It is all quite lovely, in its uncanny way: The world, everywhere, protesting its innocence.

All the fields are slowly turning into forest, Igor said. The condition of nature is returning to what it was before people. Mooses. Wild boar. Wolves. Rare kinds of horses.

This is the colossal irony of Chernobyl: Because it is the site of an enormous ecological catastrophe, this region has been for decades now basically void of human life; and because it is basically void of human life, it is effectively a vast nature preserve. To enter the Zone, in this sense, is to have one foot in a prelapsarian paradise and the other in a postapocalyptic wasteland.

Not far past the border, we stopped and walked a little way into a wooded area that had once been a village. We paused in a clearing to observe a large skull, a scattered miscellany of bones.

Moose, Igor said, prodding the skull gently with the toe of a sneaker. Skull of moose, he added, by way of elaboration.

Vika directed our attention toward a low building with a collapsed roof, a fallen tree partly obscuring its entrance. She swept a hand before her in a stagy flourish. It is a hot day today, she said. Who would like to buy an ice cream? She went on to clarify that this had once been a shop, in which it would have been possible to buy ice cream, among other items. Three decades is a long time, of course, but it was still impressive how comprehensively nature had seized control of the place in that time. In these ruins, it was no easier to imagine people standing around in jeans and sneakers eating ice cream than it would be in the blasted avenues of Pompeii to imagine people in togas eating olives. It was astonishing to behold how quickly we humans became irrelevant to the business of nature.

And this flourishing of the wilderness was at the expense of the decay of man-made things. Strictly speaking, visitors are forbidden to enter any of Pripyats buildings, many of which are in variously advanced states of decay and structural peril, some clearly ready to collapse at any moment. Igor and Vika could in theory lose their licenses to enter the Zone if they were caught taking tourists into buildings. It had been known to happen, Igor said, that guides had their permits revoked. This had put them in something of a double bind, he explained, on account of the proliferation in recent years of rival outfits offering trips to the Zone. If they didnt take customers into the buildings up the stairways to the rooftops, into the former homes and workplaces and schoolrooms of Pripyat some other guides would, and what people wanted more than anything in visiting the place was to enter the intimate spaces of an abandoned world.

One of the Swedish men who accounted for about a third of the groups number asked whether any visitors had been seriously injured or killed while exploring the abandoned buildings.

Not yet, Igor said, a reply more ominous than he may have intended.

He went on to clarify that the fate of the small but thriving tourism business hung in the balance and depended, by consensus, on the nationality of the first person to be injured or killed on a tour. If a Ukrainian died while exploring one of the buildings, he said, fine, no problem, business as usual. If a European, then the police would have to immediately clamp down on tour guides bringing people into buildings. But the worst-case scenario was, of course, an American getting killed or seriously injured. That, he quipped, would mean an immediate cessation of the whole enterprise.

American gets hurt, he said, no more tours in Zone. Finished.

Andrii and his son Yaroslav from Kyiv at the entrance to one of Chernobyls main attractions, a huge Soviet-era radar installation. Mark Neville for The New York Times

The tour made its way to the edge of the city and to the abandoned fairground wed seen on the minibus that morning on the Top Gear segment and the music videos. This was Pripyats most recognizable landmark, its most readily legible symbol of decayed utopia. Our little group wandered around the fairground, taking in the cinematic vista of catastrophe: the Ferris wheel, the unused bumper cars overgrown with moss, the swing boats half-decayed by rust.

The parks grand opening, Vika said, had been scheduled for the International Workers Day celebrations on May 1, 1986, the week following the disaster, and the park had therefore never actually been used. Beside her, Igor held aloft the dosimeter, explaining that the radiation levels were by and large quite safe, but that certain small areas within the fairground were high: the moss on the bumper cars, for example, contained a complex cocktail of toxic substances, having absorbed and retained more radiation than surrounding surfaces. Though I cant say I considered it, moss in general was not to be ingested; the same was true of all kinds of fungi, for their spongelike assimilation of radioactive material. Wild dogs and cats, too, can present a potential risk, because they roamed freely in parts of the Zone that had never been decontaminated effectively, and they carried radioactive particles in their fur.

I leaned against the railings of the bumper car enclosure and then, recalling having read a warning somewhere about the perils of sitting on and leaning against things in the Zone, quickly relocated myself away from the rusting metal. I looked at the others, almost all of whom were engaged in taking photographs of the fairground. The only exception was Dylan, who was on the phone again, apparently talking someone through the game plan for a new investment round. I was struck for the first time by the disproportionate maleness of the group: out of a dozen or so tourists, only one was female, a young German woman who was at present assisting her prodigiously pierced boyfriend in operating a drone for purposes of aerial cinematography.

There seemed to be a general implicit agreement that nobody would appear in anyone elses shots, because of a mutual interest in the photographic representation of Pripyat as a maximally desolate place, an impression that would inevitably be compromised by the presence of other tourists taking photos in the backgrounds of your own. On a whim, I opened up Instagram on my phone the 3G coverage in the Zone had, against all expectation, been so far uniformly excellent and entered Pripyat into the search box and then scrolled through a cascading plenitude of aesthetically uniform photos of the Ferris wheel, the bumper cars, the swing boats, along with a great many photos employing these as dramatic backgrounds for selfies. A few of these featured goofy expressions and sexy pouts and bad-ass sneers, but a majority were appropriately solemn or contemplative in attitude. The message, by and large, seemed to be this: I have been here, and I have felt the melancholy weight of this poisoned place.

Pripyat presents the adventurous tourist with a spectacle of abandonment more vivid than anywhere else on Earth, a fever dream of a world gone void. To walk the imposing squares of the planned city, its broad avenues cracked and overgrown with vegetation, is in one sense to wander the ruins of a collapsed utopian project, a vast crumbling monument to an abandoned past. And yet it is also to be thrust forward into an immersive simulation of the future, an image of what will come in our wake. What is most strange about wandering the streets and buildings of this discontinued city is the recognition of the place as an artifact of our own time: It is a vast complex of ruins, like Machu Picchu or Angkor Wat, but the vision is one of modernity in wretched decay. In wandering the crumbling ruins of the present, you are encountering a world to come.

And this is why the images from my time in Pripyat that cling most insistently to my mind are the fragmented shards of technology, the rotted remnants of our own machine age. In what had once been an electronics store, the soles of our sturdy shoes crunched on the shattered glass of screens, and with our smartphones we captured the disquieting sight of heaped and eviscerated old television sets, of tubes and wires extruded from their gutted shells, and of ancient circuit boards greened with algae. (And surely I cannot have been the only one among us to imagine the smartphone I was holding undergoing its own afterlife of decay and dissolution.) In what had once been a music store, we walked amid a chaos of decomposing pianos, variously wrecked and capsized, and here and there someone fingered the yellowed keys, and the notes sounded strange and damp and discordant. All of this was weighted with the sad intimation of the worlds inevitable decline, the inbuilt obsolescence of our objects, our culture: the realization that what will survive of us is garbage.

Vagn, a tourist from Denmark, on a tour of the Zone. Mark Neville for The New York Times

Later, outside the entrance to one of Pripyats many schools, a small wild dog approached us with disarming deference. Vika opened her handbag and removed a squat pinkish tube, a snack from the lower reaches of the pork-product market, and presented it to the dog, who received it with patience and good grace.

There was a dark flash of movement on the periphery of my field of vision, a rustle of dry leaves. I turned and saw the business end of a muscular black snake as it emerged from beneath a rusted slide and plunged headlong for the undergrowth.

Viper, Igor said, nodding in the direction of the fugitive snake. He pronounced it wiper.

The school was a large tile-fronted building, on one side of which was a beautiful mosaic of an anthropomorphic sun gazing down at a little girl. Dylan was rightly dubious as to the wisdom of entering a building in such an advanced state of dilapidation. Turning to Igor, he remarked that they must have been constructed hastily and poorly in the first place.

No, Igor replied, briskly brushing an insect off the shoulder of his camouflage jacket. This is future for all buildings.

The schools foyer was carpeted with thousands of textbooks and copybooks, a sprawling detritus of the written word. It felt somehow obscene to walk on these pages, but there was no way to avoid it if you wanted to move forward. Igor bent down to pick up a colorfully illustrated storybook from the ground and flipped through its desiccated pages.

Propaganda book, he said, with a moue of mild distaste, and dropped it gently again at his feet. In Soviet Union, everything was propaganda. All the time, propaganda.

I asked him what he himself remembered of the disaster, and he answered that there was basically nothing to remember. Though he was five years older than me, he said that I would most likely have a clearer memory of the accident and its aftermath, because in Soviet Ukraine little information was made public about the scale of the catastrophe. In Europe? Panic. Huge disaster. In Ukraine? No problem.

Climbing the staircase, whose railings had long since been removed, I trailed a hand against a wall to steady myself and felt the splintering paint work beneath my fingertips. I was 6 when the disaster happened, young enough, I suppose, to have been protected by my parents from the news and its implications. What did I recall of the time? Weird births, human bodies distorted beyond nature, ballooned skulls, clawed and misshapen limbs: images not of the disaster itself but of its long and desolate and uncanny aftermath. I remembered a feeling of fascinated horror, which was bound up in my mind with communism and democracy and the quarrel I only understood as the struggle between good and evil, and with the idea of nuclear war, and with other catastrophes of the time, too, the sense of a miscarried future.

As I continued up the stairs, a memory came to me of a country road late at night, of my mother helping me up onto the hood of our orange Ford Fiesta, directing my attention toward a point of light arcing swiftly across the clear night sky, and of her telling me that it was an American space shuttle called Challenger, orbiting the planet. That memory was linked in my mind with a later memory, of watching television news footage of that same shuttle exploding into pure white vapor over the ocean. The vision of the sudden Y-shaped divergence of the contrails, spiraling again toward each other as the exploded remains of the shuttle fell to the sea, a debris of technology and death, striking against the deep blue sky. That moment was for me what the moon landing was for my parents and their generation: an image in which the future itself was fixed.

We rounded the top of the stairs, and as I set off down a corridor after Igor, I realized that those images of technological disaster, of explosions, mutations, had haunted my childhood and that I had arrived at the source of a catastrophe much larger than Chernobyl itself or any of its vague immensity of effects. I remembered a line from the French philosopher Paul Virilio The invention of the ship was also the invention of the shipwreck that seemed to me to encapsulate perfectly the extent to which technological progress embedded within itself the prospect of catastrophe. And it occurred to me that Pripyat was a graveyard of progress, the final resting place of the future.

In a large upstairs classroom, a dozen or so toddler-size chairs were arranged in a circle, and on each was perched a rotting doll or threadbare teddy bear. The visual effect was eerie enough, but what was properly unsettling was the realization that this scene had been carefully arranged by a visitor, probably quite recently, precisely in order for it to be photographed. And this went to the heart of what I found so profoundly creepy about the whole enterprise of catastrophe tourism, an enterprise in which I myself was just as implicated as anyone else who was standing here in this former classroom, feeling the warm breeze stirring the air through the empty window frames.

I wondered whether Igor and Vika held us in contempt, us Western Europeans and Australians and North Americans who had forked over a fee not much lower than Ukraines average monthly wage for a two-day tour around this discontinued world, to feel the transgressive thrill of our own daring in coming here. If it were I in their position, I knew that contempt is exactly what I would have felt. The fact was that I didnt even need to leave my own position in order to hold myself in contempt, or anyone else.

How often do you come here? I asked Igor.

Seven days a week, usually, he said. He had a strange way of avoiding eye contact, of looking not directly at you but at a slight angle, as though you were in fact beside yourself. Seven days a week, eight years.

How has that affected you? I asked.

I have three children. No mutants.

I dont mean the radiation so much as just the place. I mean, all this must have an impact, I said, gesturing vaguely toward my own head, indicating matters broadly psychological.

I dont see my wife. My family. I get up at 6:30 a.m., they are asleep. I get home late night, already they are asleep again. I am a slave, just like in Soviet Union time. But now, he said, with an air of inscrutable sarcasm, I am a slave to money.

I followed Igor and Vika into another classroom, where we were joined by the wild dog Vika had fed earlier. The dog did a quick circuit of the room, sniffed perfunctorily at a papier-mch doll, an upturned chair, some torn copybook pages, then settled himself down beside Vika. Igor opened a cupboard and removed a stack of paintings, spread them out on a table flaked with aquamarine paint. The pictures were beautifully childish things, heartbreakingly vivid renderings of butterflies, grinning suns, fish, chickens, dinosaurs, a piglet in a little blue dress. They were expressions of love toward the world, toward nature, made with such obvious joy and care that I felt myself getting emotional looking at them. I could all of a sudden see the children at their desks, their tongues protruding in concentration, their teachers bending over to offer encouragement and praise, and I could smell the paper, the paint, the glue.

I picked up a painting of a dinosaur, and I was surprised by sadness not at the unthinkable dimensions of the catastrophe itself but at the thought that the child responsible for this picture was never able to take it home to show his parents; how instead, he had to leave it behind just as he had to leave behind his school, his home, his city, his poisoned world. And I became conscious then of the strangeness of my being here, the wrongness of myself as a figure in this scene: a man from outside, from the postapocalyptic future, holding this simple and beautiful picture in his hand and looking at it as an artifact of a collapsed civilization. This, I now understood, was the deeper contradiction of my presence in the Zone: My discomfort in being here had less to do with the risk of contamination than with the sense of myself as the contaminant.

Sofia, one of a handful of samosely, or self-settlers, people who have voluntarily returned to the Zone. Mark Neville for The New York Times

The tour company had put us up in the town of Chernobyl itself, in a place called Hotel 10 a name so blankly utilitarian that it sounded chic. Hotel 10 was in reality no more chic than you would expect a hotel in Chernobyl to be and arguably even less so. It looked like, and essentially was, a gigantic two-story shipping container. Its exterior walls and roof were corrugated iron. Internally it seemed to be constructed entirely from drywall, and it smelled faintly of creosote throughout, and the long corridor sloped at a nauseating angle on its final descent toward the room Dylan and I were sharing on the ground floor.

The Ukrainian government imposes a strict 8 p.m. curfew in the Zone, and so after a dinner of borscht, bread and unspecified meats, there was nothing to do but drink, and so we drank. We drank an absurdly overpriced local beer called Chernobyl the hotel had run out of everything else that the label assured us was brewed outside the Zone, using nonlocal wheat and water, specifically for consumption inside the Zone itself, a business model that Dylan rightly condemned as needlessly self-limiting.

We all turned in early that night. Even if wed wanted to walk the empty streets of the town after dark, we would have been breaking the law in doing so and possibly jeopardizing the tour companys license to bring tourists to the Zone. Unable to sleep, I took out the book I brought with me, an oral history of the disaster and its aftermath called Chernobyl Prayer, by the Belarusian journalist Svetlana Alexievich. As I reached the closing pages, after dozens of monologues about the loss and displacement and terror endured by the people of Chernobyl, I was unsettled to encounter an image of myself. The books coda was a composite of 2005 newspaper clippings about the news that a Kyiv travel agency was beginning to offer people the chance to visit the Exclusion Zone.

You are certainly going to have something to tell your friends about when you get back home, I read. Atomic tourism is in great demand, especially among Westerners. People crave strong new sensations, and these are in short supply in a world so much explored and readily accessible. Life gets boring, and people want a frisson of something eternal.

I lay awake for some time, trying to attend to the silence, hearing now and then the faint howling of wolves in the lonely distance. Had I myself, I wondered, come here in search of strong new sensations? There was, I realized, a sense in which I was encountering the Zone less as the site of a real catastrophe, a barely conceivable tragedy of the very recent past, than as a vast diorama of an imagined future, a world in which humans had ceased entirely to exist.

Among ruins, Pripyat is a special case. Its Venice in reverse: a fully interactive virtual rendering of a world to come. The place is recognizably of our own time and yet entirely other. It was built as an exemplary creation of Soviet planning and ingenuity, an ideal place for a highly skilled work force. Broad avenues lined with evergreen trees, sprawling city squares, modernist high-rise apartment buildings, hotels, places for exercise and entertainment, cultural centers, playgrounds. And all of it was powered by the alchemy of nuclear energy. The people who designed and built Pripyat believed themselves to be designing and building the future. This was a historical paradox almost too painful to contemplate.

It wasnt until after I returned home from Ukraine that I began to imagine my own house a ruin, to picture as I walked through its rooms the effect 30 years of dereliction might wreak on my sons bedroom, imagining his soft toys matted and splayed to the elements, the bare frame of his bed collapsed in a moldering heap, the floorboards stripped and rotted. I would walk out our front door and imagine our street deserted, the empty window frames of the houses and shops, trees sprouting through the cracked sidewalks, the road itself overgrown with grass.

Now I find myself wanting not to think about abandoned streets and shuttered schools and empty playgrounds any more than I have to, which is all the time. One recent evening, a few days into pandemic-mandated social distancing, I went out for a walk around my neighborhood a densely populated community in Dublins inner city and it was sadder and more uncanny than I was prepared for. It was not the Zone, but neither was it the world I knew. I thought of a line from Chernobyl Prayer that haunted me for a time after I read it but had not occurred to me since: Something from the future is peeking out and its just too big for our minds. I walked for maybe 10 or 15 minutes and hardly encountered another soul.

A couple from the Netherlands, Alissa and Gerjan. Mark Neville for The New York Times

At the heart of the Zone is Reactor No. 4. You dont see it. Not now that it is enclosed in the immense dome known as the New Safe Confinement. This, they say, is the largest movable object on the planet: roughly 360 feet tall at its apex and 840 feet wide. The dome was the result of a vast engineering project involving 27 countries. The construction had been completed on-site, and in November 2016 the finished dome was slid into position on rails, over the original shelter, which it now entirely contained. That original shelter, known variously as the Sarcophagus and the Shelter Object, had been hastily constructed over the ruins of the reactor building in the immediate aftermath of the disaster.

The group stood looking at the dome taking photos of the plant for later Instagram sharing, as Igor talked us dryly through the stats.

Sarcophagus is an interesting word to have gone with, Dylan said, trousering his phone.

It really is, I said. They have not shied away from the sinister.

Zone. Shelter Object. Sarcophagus. There was an archetypal charge to these terms, a resonance of the uncanny on the surfaces of the words themselves. Sarcophagus, from the Greek, sark meaning flesh; phagus meaning to eat.

A couple of hundred yards from us was an accretion of fissile material that had melted through the concrete floor of the reactor building to the basement beneath, cooled and hardened into a monstrous mass they called the Elephants Foot. This was the holy of holies, possibly the most toxic object on the planet. This was the center of the Zone. To be in its presence even briefly was extremely dangerous. An hour of close proximity would be lethal. Concealed though it was, its unseen presence emanated a shimmer of the numinous. It was the nightmare consequence of technology itself, the invention of the shipwreck.

In the closing stretch of the Bible, in Revelation, appear these lines: And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters. And the name of the star is called Wormwood: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter. Wormwood is a shrub that appears several times in the Bible, invoked in Revelation as a sort of curse, perhaps the wrath of a vengeful God. In fact, Chernobyl is named for the plant, which grows in lavish abundance in the region. This matter of linguistic curiosity is frequently raised in commentaries on the accident and its apocalyptic resonances.

Laborers in construction hats ambled in and out of the plant. It was lunchtime. The cleanup was ongoing. This was a place of work, an ordinary place. But it was a kind of holy place too, a place where all of time had collapsed into a single physical point. The Elephants Foot would be here always. It would remain here after the death of everything else, an eternal monument to our civilization. After the collapse of every other structure, after every good and beautiful thing had been lost and forgotten, its silent malice would still be throbbing in the ground like a cancer, spreading its bitterness through the risen waters.

Before returning to Kyiv, we made a final stop at the Reactor No. 5 cooling tower, a lofty abyss of concrete that was nearing completion at the time of the accident and had lain abandoned ever since, both construction site and ruin. We walked through tall grass and across a long footbridge whose wooden slats had rotted away so completely in places that we had to cling to railings and tiptoe along rusted metal sidings.

Once inside, we wandered the interior, mutely assimilating the immensity of the structure. The tower ascended some 500 feet into the air, to a vast opening that encircled the sky. Someone in the group selected a rock from the ground and pitched it with impressive accuracy and force at a large iron pipe that ran across the towers interior, and the clang reverberated in what seemed an endless self-perpetuating loop. Somewhere up in the lofty reaches a crow delivered itself of a cracked screech, and this sound echoed lengthily in its turn.

The more adventurous of us clambered up the iron beams of the scaffolding in search of more lofty positions from which to photograph the scene. I was not among them. I sought the lower ground, sitting cross-legged in the dirt, having forgotten for a moment the obvious danger of doing so. I looked up. Hundreds of feet overhead, two birds were gliding in opposing spirals around the inner circumference of the tower, kestrels I thought, drifting upward on unseen currents toward the vast disk of sky, impossibly deep and blue. I sat there watching them a long time, circling and circling inside the great cone of the tower. I laughed, thinking of the Yeatsian resonances of the scene, the millenarian mysticism: the tower, the falcons, the widening gyres. But there was in truth nothing apocalyptic about what I was seeing, no blood-dimmed tide. It was an aftermath, a calm restored.

These birds, I thought, could have known nothing about this place. The Zone did not exist for them. Or rather, they knew it intimately and absolutely, but their understanding had nothing in common with ours. This cooling tower, unthinkable monument that it was to the subjugation of nature, was not distinguished from the trees, the mountains, the other lonely structures on the land. There was no division between human and nonhuman for these spiraling ghosts of the sky. There was only nature. Only the world remained and the things that were in it.

This article is adapted from the book Notes From an Apocalypse, to be published by Doubleday in April.Mark OConnell is a writer based in Dublin. His first book, To Be a Machine, was awarded the 2018 Wellcome Book Prize and the 2019 Rooney Prize for Irish Literature. He previously wrote a feature article about a presidential candidate running on a platform of eradicating death.

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