Skip to comments.Hating America (Long Read-but worthwhile)
Posted on 07/01/2004 6:57:44 AM PDT by ijcr
I moved from the U.S. to Europe in 1998, and Ive been drawing comparisons ever since. Living in turn in the Netherlands, where kids come out of high school able to speak four languages, where gay marriage is a non-issue, and where book-buying levels are the worlds highest, and in Norway, where a staggering percentage of people read three newspapers a day and where respect for learning is reflected even in Oslo place names (Professor Aschehoug Square; Professor Birkeland Road), I was tempted at one point to write a book lamenting Americans anti-intellectualismtheir indifference to foreign languages, ignorance of history, indifference to academic achievement, susceptibility to vulgar religion and trash TV, and so forth. On point after point, I would argue, Europe had us beat.
Yet as my weeks in the Old World stretched into months and then years, my perceptions shifted. Yes, many Europeans were book loversbut which countrys literature most engaged them? Many of them revered educationbut to which countrys universities did they most wish to send their children? (Answer: the same country that performs the majority of the worlds scientific research and wins most of the Nobel Prizes.)
Yes, American television was responsible for drivel like The Ricki Lake Showbut Europeans, I learned, watched this stuff just as eagerly as Americans did (only to turn around, of course, and mock it as a reflection of American boorishness).
No, Europeans werent Bible-thumpersbut the Continents ever-growing Muslim population, I had come to realize, represented even more of a threat to pluralist democracy than fundamentalist Christians did in the U.S. And yes, more Europeans were multilingualbut then, if each of the fifty states had its own language, Americans would be multilingual, too.1 Id marveled at Norwegians newspaper consumption; but what did they actually read in those newspapers?
That this was, in fact, a crucial question was brought home to me when a travel piece I wrote for the New York Times about a weekend in rural Telemark received front-page coverage in Aftenposten, Norways newspaper of record.
Not that my articles contents were remotely newsworthy; its sole news value lay in the fact that Norway had been mentioned in the New York Times. It was astonishing. And even more astonishing was what happened next: the owner of the farm hotel at which Id stayed, irked that Id made a point of his want of hospitality, got his revenge by telling reporters that Id demanded McDonalds hamburgers for dinner instead of that most Norwegian of delicacies, reindeer steak.
Though this was a transparent fabrication (his establishment was located atop a remote mountain, far from the nearest golden arches), the press lapped it up.
The story received prominent coverage all over Norway and dragged on for days. My inhospitable host became a folk hero; my irksome weekend trip was transformed into a morality play about the threat posed by vulgar, fast-food-eating American urbanites to cherished native folk traditions.
I was flabbergasted. But my erstwhile host obviously wasnt: he knew his country; he knew its media; and hed known, accordingly, that all he needed to do to spin events to his advantage was to breathe that talismanic word, McDonalds.
For me, this startling episode raised a few questions. Why had the Norwegian press given such prominent attention in the first place to a mere travel article? Why had it then been so eager to repeat a cartoonish lie? Were these actions reflective of a society more serious, more thoughtful, than the one Id left? Or did they reveal a culture, or at least a media class, that was so awed by America as to be flattered by even its slightest attentions but that was also reflexively, irrationally belligerent toward it?
This experience was only part of a larger process of edification. Living in Europe, I gradually came to appreciate American virtues Id always taken for granted, or even disdainedamong them a lack of self-seriousness, a grasp of irony and self-deprecating humor, a friendly informality with strangers, an unashamed curiosity, an openness to new experience, an innate optimism, a willingness to think for oneself and speak ones mind and question the accepted way of doing things. (One reason why Euro- peans view Americans as ignorant is that when we dont know something, were more likely to admit it freely and ask questions.)
While Americans, I saw, cherished liberty, Europeans tended to take it for granted or dismiss it as a naive or cynical, and somehow vaguely embarrassing, American fiction. I found myself toting up words that begin with i: individuality, imagination, initiative, inventiveness, independence of mind.
Americans, it seemed to me, were more likely to think for themselves and trust their own judgments, and less easily cowed by authorities or bossed around by experts; they believed in their own ability to make things better.
No wonder so many smart, ambitious young Europeans look for inspiration to the United States, which has a dynamism their own countries lack, and which communicates the idea that life can be an adventure and that theres important, exciting work to be done. Reagan-style morning in America clichés may make some of us wince, but they reflect something genuine and valuable in the American air.
Europeans may or may not have more of a sense of history than Americans do (in fact, in a recent study comparing students historical knowledge, the results were pretty much a draw), but America has something else that mattersa belief in the future.
Over time, then, these things came into focus for me. Then came September 11. Briefly, Western European hostility toward the U.S. yielded to sincere, if shallow, solidarity (We are all Americans).
But the enmity soon re-established itself (a fact confirmed for me daily on the websites of the many Western European newspapers I had begun reading online). With the invasions of Afghanistan and Iraq, it intensified.
Yet the endlessly reiterated claim that George W. Bush squandered Western Europes post-9/11 sympathy is nonsense. The sympathy was a blip; the anti-Americanism is chronic. Why? In The Eagles Shadow: Why America Fascinates and Infuriates the World, American journalist and NPR commentator Mark Hertsgaard purports to seek an answer.2 His assumption throughout is that anti-Americanism is amply justified, for these reasons, among others:
Our foreign policy is often arrogant and cruel and threatens to blow back against us in terrible ways. Our consumerist definition of prosperity is killing us, and perhaps the planet. Our democracy is an embarrassment to the word(sic), a den of entrenched bureaucrats and legal bribery.
Our media are a disgrace to the hallowed concept of freedom of the press. Our precious civil liberties are under siege, our economy is dividing us into rich and poor, our signature cultural activities are shopping and watching television.
To top it off, our business and political elites are insisting that our model should also be the worlds model, through the glories of corporate-led globalization.
America, in short, is a messa cultural wasteland, an economic nightmare, a political abomination, an international misfit, outlaw, parasite, and pariah.
If Americans dont know this already, it is, in Hertsgaards view, precisely because they are Americans: Foreigners, he proposes, can see things about America that natives cannot. . . . Americans can learn from their perceptions, if we choose to.
What he fails to acknowledge, however, is that most foreigners never set foot in the United States, and that the things they think they know about it are consequently based not on first-hand experience but on school textbooks, books by people like Michael Moore, movies about spies and gangsters, Ricki Lake, C.S.I., and, above all, the daily news reports in their own national media.
What, one must therefore ask, are their media telling them? What arent they telling them? And what are the agendas of those doing the telling? Such questions, crucial to a study of the kind Hertsgaard pretends to be making, are never asked here.
Citing a South African restaurateurs assertion that non-Americans have an advantage over [Americans], because we know everything about you and you know nothing about us, Hertsgaard tells us that this is a good point, but its not: non-Americans are always saying this to Americans, but when you poke around a bit, you almost invariably discover that what they know about America is very wide of the mark.
In any event, The Eagles Shadow proves to be something of a gyp: for though its packaged as a work of reportage about foreigners views of America, its really a jeremiad by Hertsgaard himself, punctuated occasionally, to be sure, by relevant quotations from cabbies, busdrivers, and, yes, a restaurateur whom hes run across in his travels.
His running theme is Americans parochialism: we not only dont know much about the rest of the world, we dont care. I used to buy this line, too; then I moved to Europe and found thatsurprise!people everywhere are parochial.
Norwegians are no less fixated on Norway (pop. 4.5 million) than Americans are on America (pop. 280 million). And while Americans relative indifference to foreign news is certainly nothing to crow about, the provincial focus of Norwegian news reporting and public-affairs programming can feel downright claustrophobic.
Hertsgaard illustrates Americans ignorance of world geography by telling us about a Spaniard who was asked at a wedding in Tennessee if Spain was in Mexico.
I once told such stories as well (in fact, I began my professional writing career with a fretful op-ed about the lack of general knowledge that I, then a doctoral candidate in English, found among my undergraduate students); then I moved to Europe and met people like the sixtyish Norwegian author and psychologist who, at the annual dinner of a Norwegian authors society, told me shed been to San Francisco but never to California.
One of Hertsgaards main interestswhich he shares with several other writers who have recently published books about America and the worldis the state of American journalism. His argument, in a nutshell, is that few foreigners appreciate how poorly served Americans are by our media and educational systemshow narrow the range of information and debate is in the land of the free. To support this claim, he offers up the fact that internationally renowned intellectuals such as Edward W. Said and Frances Moore Lappé signed a statement against the invasion of Afghanistan, but were forced to run it as an ad because newspapers wouldnt print it for free.
Hertsgaards acid comment: In the United States, it seems, there are some things you have to buy the freedom to say. Now, I didnt know who Lappé was when I read this (it turns out she wrote a book called Diet for a Small Planet), but as for the late Professor Said, no writer on earth was given more opportunities by prominent newspapers and journals to air his views on the war against terror. In the two years between 9/11 and his death in 2003, his byline seemed ubiquitous.
Yes, theres much about the American news media that deserves criticism, from the vulgar personality journalism of Larry King and Diane Sawyer to the cultural polarization nourished by the many publishers and TV news producers who prefer sensation to substance. But to suggest that American journalism, taken as a whole, offers a narrower range of information and debate than its foreign counterparts is absurd.
Americas major political magazines range from National Review and The Weekly Standard on the right to The Nation and Mother Jones on the left; its all-news networks, from conservative Fox to liberal CNN; its leading newspapers, from the New York Post and Washington Times to the New York Times and Washington Post.
Scores of TV programs and radio call-in shows are devoted to fiery polemic by, or vigorous exchanges between, true believers at both ends of the political spectrum. Nothing remotely approaching this breadth of news and opinion is available in a country like Norway.
Purportedly to strengthen journalistic diversity (which, in the ludicrous words of a recent prime minister, is too important to be left up to the marketplace), Norways social-democratic government actually subsidizes several of the countrys major newspapers (in addition to running two of its three broadcast channels and most of its radio); yet the Norwegian media are (guess what?) almost uniformly social-democratica fact reflected not only in their explicit editorial positions but also in the slant and selectivity of their international coverage.
Reading the opinion pieces in Norwegian newspapers, one has the distinct impression that the professors and bureaucrats who write most of them view it as their paramount function not to introduce or debate fresh ideas but to remind the masses what theyre supposed to think.
The same is true of most of the journalists, who routinely spin the news from the perspective of social-democratic orthodoxy, systematically omitting or misrepresenting any challenge to that orthodoxyand almost invariably presenting the U.S. in a negative light.
Most Norwegians are so accustomed to being presented with only one position on certain events and issues (such as the Iraq War) that they dont even realize that there exists an intelligent alternative position.
Things are scarcely better in neighboring Sweden. During the run-up to the invasion of Iraq, the only time I saw pro-war arguments fairly represented in the Scandinavian media was on an episode of Oprah that aired on Swedens TV4.
Not surprisingly, a Swedish government agency later censured TV4 on the grounds that the program had violated media-balance guidelines. In reality, the show, which had featured participants from both sides of the issue, had plainly offended authorities by exposing Swedish viewers to something their nations media had otherwise shielded them froma forceful articulation of the case for going into Iraq.
In other European countries, to be sure, the media spectrum is broader than this; yet with the exception of Britain, no Western European nation even approaches Americas journalistic diversity. (The British courts recent silencing of royal rumors, moreover, reminded us that press freedom is distinctly more circumscribed in the U.K. than in the U.S.) And yet Western Europeans are regularly told by their media that its Americans who are fed slanted, selective newsa falsehood also given currency by Americans like Hertsgaard.
No less regrettable than Hertsgaards misinformation about the American media are his comments on American affluence, which he regards as an international embarrassment and a sign of moral deficiency.
He waxes sarcastic about malls, about the range of products available to American consumers (whom he describes as dining on steak and ice cream twice a day), and about the fact that Americans spent $535 billion on entertainment in 1999, more than the combined GNPs of the worlds forty-five poorest nations.
He appears not to have solicited the opinions of Eastern Europeans, a great many of whom, having been deprived under Communism of both civil rights and a decent standard of living, have a deep appreciation for both American liberty and American prosperity.
But then Hertsgaard, predictably, touches on Communism only in the course of making anti-American points. For example, he recalls a man in Havana who, during the dispute over Floridas electoral votes in the 2000 presidential contest, whimsically suggested that Cuba send over election observers. (Well, that wouldve been one way to escape Cuba without being gunned down.)
Hertsgaard further sneers that for many Americans, the fall of the Berlin Wall proved that they lived in the chosen nation of God. Now, for my part, I never heard anyone suggest such a connection. What I do remember about the Wall coming down is the lack of shame or contrition on the part of Western leftists who had spent decades appeasing and apologizing for Soviet Communism.
In any event, does Hertsgaard really think that in a work purporting to evaluate America in an international context, this smirking comment about the Berlin Wall is all that need be said about the expiration of an empire that murdered tens of millions and from which the U.S., at extraordinary risk and expense, protected its allies for nearly half a century?
The victory over Soviet Communism is not the only honorable chapter of American history that Hertsgaard trashes. World War II? Though he grants that the U.S. saved Western Europe, he puts the word saving in scare quotes and maintains that America had its own reasons (economic, naturally) for performing this service.
September 11? Here, in its entirety, is what he has to say about that cataclysmic day: Suddenly Americans had learned the hard way: what foreigners think does matter.
The Iraq War? An atrocity against innocent civiliansnothing more. Theres no reference here to Saddams torture cells, imprisoned children, or mass graves, no mention of the fact that millions of Iraqis who lived in terror are now free. Instead, Hertsgaard cites with approval a U.N. officials smug comment that Americans, who never understand anything anyway, have failed to grasp that Iraq is not made up of twenty-two million Saddam Husseins but of families and children.
For a proper response to this remark, I need only quote from an address made to the Security Council by Iraqi foreign minister Hoshyar Zebari on December 16, 2003. Accusing the U.N. of failing to save Iraq from a murderous tyranny, Zebari said: Today we are unearthing thousands of victims in horrifying testament to that failure. The United Nations must not fail the Iraqi people again.
Hertsgaard compares America unfavorably not only with Europe butincrediblywith Africa. If many Europeans speak two if not three languages, he rhapsodizes, in Africa, multilingualism is even more common. So, one might add, are poverty, starvation, rape, AIDS infection, state tyranny and corruption, and such human-rights abominations as slavery, female genital mutilation, and the use of children as soldiers and prostitutes.
Hertsgaard contrasts Americas frenzied pace with the African rhythms that he finds more congenial and notes with admiration that Africans live in social conditions that encourage inter- change, discourage hurry, and elevate the common good over that of the individual. In response to which it might be pointed out (a) that those social conditions generally go by the name of abject poverty and (b) that Hertsgaard fails to cite such recent examples of benign African social . . . interchange and expressions of concern for the common good as Mugabes terror regime in Zimbabwe, ethnic clashes in the Central African Republic, Somali anarchy, Rwandan genocide (800,000 dead), prolonged civil wars in Sudan (two million dead), the Democratic Republic of the Congo (1.7 million dead), Liberia (200,000 dead), the Ivory Coast, and elsewhere, not to mention massacres of Christians by Muslims in Sudan and Nigeria.
To recommend Africa to Americans as a model of social harmony without a hint of qualification is not just unserious, its hallucinatory.
Every nation requires serious, responsible criticism, particularly if its the planets leading economic power, the arsenal of democracy, and the center of humanitys common culture.
But Hertsgaards criticism of America is neither serious nor responsible. Though at one point (apropos of American medicine and science) he concedes, with breathtaking dismissiveness, that We Americans are a clever bunch, he usually talks about his fellow countrymen as if theyre buffoons who have mysteriously and unjustly lucked into living in the worlds richest country, while most of the rest of the species, though far brighter and more deserving, somehow ended up in grinding poverty.
For him, Americans intellectual mediocrity would seem to be a self-evident truth, but his own observations hardly exemplify the kind of reflectiveness a reader of such a book has a right to expect. For example, when he notes with satisfaction that the young Sigmund Freud complained . . . incessantly about [Americas] lack of taste and culture, Hertsgaard seems not to have realized that Freud was, of course, comparing the U.S. to his native Austria, which would later demonstrate its taste and culture by welcoming the Nazi Anschluss.
One ventures to suggest that had Freudwho escaped the Gestapo thanks to intervention by Franklin D. Rooseveltsurvived to see the liberated death camps in which his four sisters perished, he might well have revised his views about the relative virtues of American and Austrian culture.
Hertsgaards conviction that foreigners can see things that Americans cannot is echoed on the dust jacket of A Declaration of Interdependence: Why America Should Join the World.
Sometimes, blurbs Robert Reich, Clintons Secretary of Labor, it takes a non-American to hold a mirror to America and enable us to see what weve become. The non-American here is the British columnist Will Hutton, formerly editor of the Observer.
Though Hutton shares Hertsgaards tendency to find just about every aspect of American life repellentand shares, too, Hertsgaards unoriginality (in the U.S., he quips witlessly, worship at church is rivaled only by worship of the shopping mall)Hutton insists he loves America. (As proof, he lists his pop-culture preferences: I enjoy Sheryl Crow and Clint Eastwood alike, delight in Woody Allen. . . .)
Indeed, he claims its his affection for the best of America that makes me so angry that it has fallen so far from the standards it expects of itself. Yet it soon becomes clear that for Hutton, the problem is not that America has abandoned its founding ideals; the problem is the founding ideals themselves.
The essence of Huttons argument is that all Western democracies subscribe to a broad family of ideas that are liberal or leftist (note the sly conflation here of liberal and leftist, which in Europe, of course, are opposites), and that first among these ideas is a belief in the primacy of society as opposed to the insidious American belief in the primacy of the individual.
Hutton traces the prioritization of society over the individual back to medieval feudalism, which he holds uphilariouslyas an ideal. The trouble, he explains, started when Puritan individualists who passionately believed that they could individually establish a direct relationship with God emigrated to North America and invented an explosively new and radical ideology that justified an individualist rather than a social view of property.
This led to the American Revolution, which Hutton compares unfavorably with its French counterpart of 1789, since the former put the individual first (bad) while the latter introduced a new social contract (good). The European tradition, he instructs us, is much more mindful that men and women are social animals and that individual liberty is only one of a spectrum of values that generate a good society. Well, hes right: Europe has been more drawn than America to communitarianism than to individual rightsand its precisely this tragic susceptibility that made possible the rise of Fascism, Nazism, and Communism and that obliged the U.S. to step in and save the Continent from itself in World War II.
Nonetheless, Hutton has the audacity to insist that it would all be so much better if the United States rejoined the world on new termsif, in other words, Americans exchanged Jeffersonian values for the currently popular European ism, statism.
Thanks, but no thanks.
Hutton is a true statist, the sort of person who feels less than fully comfortable in societies where the government fails to make its presence sufficiently felt: In a world that is wholly private, he writes, we lose our bearings; deprived of any public anchor, all we have are our individual subjective values to guide us.
Part and parcel of this philosophy (which might well be straight out of Maos Little Red Book) is an enthusiasm for, as he puts it rather clunkily, publicly owned TV stations with a mandate to provide a universal public service as guarantors that ordinary citizens will have access to core news and comment delivered as objectively as possible. In other words, the way to ensure objective reporting is to put the government in charge!
Hutton is dismayed that the U.S. spends too little money on public TV and that only 2.2 percent of viewers watch it; by contrast, hes delighted with European governments and the EU, because theyre aggressive in their regulation of broadcasting content and ban, for example, racist expression.
He favors, in short, allowing government bureaucrats to decide what is and isnt racist (or, for that matter, sexist or homophobic) and to punish transgressors. Its breathtaking to see a writer so eager to quash freedom of speech.
While American broadcasters, he notes, plead the First Amendments commitment to absolute free speech, making public interest regulation almost impossiblethe knaves!Europe acts to ensure that television and radio conform to public interest criteria.
Public interest criteria: Hutton seems enamored of this sinister phrase. Though he admits that a penchant for such regulation once made Nazism attractive to many Europeans, Hutton is bizarrely confident that Europeans have put behind them their taste for tyranny. Yet his blithe rejection of free speech is a formula for tyranny.
At this writing, Americas nonfiction bestseller lists consist largely of boorish polemics from both left and right; The Eagles Shadow and A Declaration of Interdependence are meant to be a higher class of book.
But Hertsgaards effort to convince Americans that they live in an entirely different country than the one they know, and Huttons attempt to talk Americans out of their commitment to individual freedom, are, in their own ways, as crude and coarse as anything by Michael Moore or Ann Coulter.
Like Will Hutton, Clyde Prestowitz, a former Foreign Service Officer and international businessman, begins his critique of America by telling us that his reproaches spring from affection, not antagonism, and that, although his book is entitled Rogue Nation, he in no way mean[s] to equate the United States with Saddam Husseins Iraq or any other brutal, dictatorial regime.8
Why the title, then? Because for this ex-diplomat author, it would seem, a rogue nation is not necessarily one whose rulers butcher their subjects by the thousands but one whose leaders refuse to play the diplomatic game of pretending that their counterparts in countries like Saddams Iraq are something other than butchers.
To be sure, Prestowitz has some good things to say about the U.S. (he points out, for instance, that Americans give twice as much to charity as Europeans, a fact that would shock most Europeans), and many of his criticisms (e.g., of American health insurance, oil dependency, and failure to respond more usefully to the fall of the Soviet Union) are thoroughly consistent with a belief that America is, on balance, a force for democracy and justice in the world.
But for the most part Prestowitz comes off as agreeing with Hertsgaard and Hutton that America is an outlaw state whose cultural values and political system are fundamentally flawed and whose interactions with the outside world do more harm than good.
With Prestowitz, it sometimes seems, America just cant win: he blames it for interfering abroad and for not interfering; for giving too much money to other countries and for giving too little; for exercising too much control over the world economy and for exercising too little; for protecting U.S. jobs through tariffs and farm subsidies and for not protecting them. By contrast, he adores the EU; several of his blurbs are from top EU bureaucrats.
Indeed, I cant recall when I last saw a book with so many celebrity endorsements (Zbigniew Brzezinski, Wesley Clark, David Gergen, etc.) on the dust jacket; and as if this werent enough, Prestowitz keeps reminding us of his high-powered connections throughout the book: George Soros recently told me . . .; As Brazils ambassador to Washington . . . said to me . . .; As the former WTO chief . . . told me. . . .
The purpose of all this name-dropping, obviously, is to underscore his experience and authority; but one result of it is to paint a picture of a man whose social circle consists almost exclusively of ambassadors, finance ministers, and the like.
Needless to say, experience counts; but to spend too much time hobnobbing with the affable subordinates of tyrants is to risk caring too much about the atmosphere at embassy soirées and too little about the quality of life of the people living under those tyrants heels. Indeed, Prestowitz, while paying occasional lip service to the notion that democracy matters and that some countries truly are oppressive dictatorships, tends to sympathize with his diplomatic colleagues from oppressive dictatorships who resent the U.S. for acting as if they are, well, oppressive dictatorships.
He recalls, for instance, a dinner at which ambassadors from Egypt, Singapore, Nigeria, and other nations griped bitterly about Americas demand that its citizens be exempted from the jurisdiction of the International Criminal Court. Instead of pointing out that these underlings of autocrats have a lot of nerve expecting the U.S. to subject its citizens to a court run by the likes of them, he shares their irritation at the U.S. for not playing ball.
Prestowitz (who is a Christian) is particularly uncritical of Arab and Muslim regimes. One of his blurbs is actually from former Malaysian prime minister Mahathir Mohamad, who praises his insightful analysis of how America is disappointing the world by failing to fulfill its own values.
This from a brutal despot who committed human-rights abuses, imprisoned his critics, and made headlines in 2003 with an ugly anti-Semitic speech! Prestowitz gives Saudi Arabia the kid-gloves treatment: ignoring ample evidence of Saudi complicity in acts of terrorism, he insists that the Saudis are our friends and that ordinary Saudis only began to turn against America when Americans, after 9/11, began turning against them.
He reports a conversation with a friend of his, the owner of a leading Saudi newspaper chain, who said that his son, formerly a student at a top U.S. preparatory school and a leading U.S. university, was now attending meetings of radical political and religious figures and had become not only strongly anti-American but also anti-Israeli.
Why? According to Prestowitz, the reason was the sudden reversal of American attitudes toward Saudi Arabia, as exemplified by post-9/11 media attention to that countrys Islamic law, its veiling of women, its charitable giving institutions, its school system, its lack of democracy, and its support of the Palestinians.9
Lets get this straight: Prestowitz is arguing here that if Saudi Arabians, whose state-controlled newspapers (including, presumably, those owned by his friend) routinely churn out anti-American and anti-Semitic lies, have turned against America, its because the independent American press has begun telling the truth about Saudi Arabia.
And where is Prestowitzs sympathy in this case? Quite clearly, with Saudi Arabiaa country where theres no freedom of religion or expression and where sons may be sent to foreign universities but daughters are not even allowed to drive.10
Representative of Prestowitzs treatment of Israel, meanwhile, is the following comment: The U.S media are so sensitive to Israeli criticism of their coverage that CNN, in a historic first, actually apologized in response to complaints that its reporting of Israeli-Palestinian battles in the town of Jenin was too favorable to the Palestinians.
The truth behind this statement is that CNN, like other news organizations around the world, repeatedly reported as factual the Palestinian claim that the Israelis had carried out a massacre in Jenin; after it was established that there had in fact been no massacre, CNN admitted its mistake. (Many other news organizations continue to echo this calumny.)
For Prestowitz to represent the Jenin episode in the way that he doesand to ignore the strong anti-Israel and pro-Palestinian slant of most European news organizationsseems deliberately misleading. As with Hertsgaard and Hutton, his eagerness to assail America, a democratic nation, on so many counts while defending and/or sugarcoating authoritarian regimes around the world is disgraceful.
Its a relief to turn from these writers to young Jedediah Purdy, who in Being America actually presents a recognizable picture of America and the world, conveys a genuine respect for American democracy, and refuses to sentimentalize countries that are rife with beggary and corruption.11
Like Hertsgaard, Purdy begins by asking why foreigners feel as they do about America; unlike Hertsgaard, he makes a serious attempt to answer the question. Traveling the Third World, he interviews religious and business leaders, activists and journalists, ambitious young would-be capitalists, and teenagers hanging out at malls.
His conclusion? Quite simply, that the spread of democratic capitalism is essentially positive, though hardly problem-free; that young Third Worlders self-contradictions on the subject of America (cheering Osama one minute and Microsoft the next) reflects a simultaneous attraction to both American liberalism and anti-American violence; and that its in Americas interest to encourage the liberalism and discourage the violence.
Well, fine. But how? Purdys advice: America should approach the world with greater modesty, for what we do well will speak for itself. It is better not to speak too loudly of ones own principles.
Is it? Surely one of the major problems in intercultural contexts is that actions often dont speak for themselves, and that if principles arent clearly spelled out, motives may be tragically misinterpreted. If Westerners, as Purdy affirms, need to understand better the way people in other cultures think, surely the Muslim world, by the same token, needs an intensive course in the concepts of pluralist democracy and equal rights.
Purdy might also do well to recall that modesty in men is often viewed by Islamic cultures not as a virtue but as a contemptible sign of weakness. Every time one of Purdys young interlocutors expresses admiration for Osama bin Laden, Purdy tolerantly lets it slide; does he really think that by being passive in the face of such provocations he is increasing his interviewees respect for him, for America, or for democracy?
But while Purdy may not have a reasonable solution to anti-Americanism, hes far better than Hertsgaard at explaining why it exists. Weve seen Hertsgaard approvingly cite an Egyptians complaint about the unruliness of American children; Purdy, too, quotes an Egyptiana Christian, as it happenswho explains, with refreshing honesty, that his own reason for hating America is that it welcomes Muslim immigrants and tolerates homosexuality.
Purdy is to be congratulated for not sweeping such attitudes under the rug. (How many such remarks has Hertsgaard heard and chosen not to repeat?) Plainly, Purdy has no delusion that the foundations of anti-Americanism are noble; and he finds it ridiculous to speak of an imperial America. Yet he can still see why even highly Americanized foreigners refer to the U.S. as an empire.
Why? Because as they struggle to learn and speak English and to find a comfortable meeting place between Americas culture and their own, these foreigners are acutely aware that Americans dont have to make a comparable effort.
English is our language; American culture, our culture. It is our exemption from this otherwise global burden of adaptation, Purdy suggests, that makes us seem imperial. Hes right; indeed, an intense consciousness of the imbalance he describes, and the resentment it fosters among non-Americans, is an ever-present factor in the life of any remotely observant American expatriate.
While there is no need, Purdy adds, to admire or accept the notion of American empire, there is no escaping the need to understand it, for the idea of American empire is a part of the worlds imaginary landscape. Purdy has a sense of proportion that Hertsgaard, Hutton, and Prestowitz lack; when discussing America and the world, his allotment of criticism and praise feels just about right. May his tribe increase.
The fact that Richard Crockatt is an academic (he teaches American history at the University of East Anglia) comes through clearly on every page of America Embattled: September 11, Anti-Americanism and the Global Order.12
In a plodding, prudent, professorial prose, Crockatt first sums up how America sees the world and how the world sees America, then offers a potted history of political Islam, of U.S. involvement in the Middle East, and of the war on terror, all the while patently seeking to strike an inoffensive balance, as if such a thing were possible with such a topic.
Crockatts book has a cultivated colorlessness: he seems incapable of making the blandest assertion without qualifying it to death or using the word arguably (which recurs here with the frequency of expletives in a rap lyric).
Whether the issue is globalization or the role of Israel, Crockatt painstakingly outlines the arguments for almost every imaginable position, only to move on, once thats done, to the next issue, leaving the reader baffled as to where the author himself stands.
To be sure, were given hints now and then: Crockatt seems more favorably inclined toward the U.N., NGOs, and the BBC than toward NATO, the IMF, or CNN; he tiptoes gingerly around the issue of European and Muslim anti-Semitism; he pays more attention to the purported U.S. mistreatment of prisoners at Guantánamo than to all of Saddams atrocities; and he is capable of stating, absurdly, that Le Monde cannot be regarded as . . . anti-American.
But for the most part his book is a tame, toothless summary, a tissue of self-evident points (An understanding of Islam must surely play a part in explaining the events of September 11) that ends in conclusions whose obviousness (September 11 brought terrorism to the forefront of the global agenda) defies parody.
Dinesh DSouza seeks not to encourage or explain anti-Americanism but to counter it by answering the question posed in his books title: Whats So Great about America?13
DSouza, a former Reagan aide and longtime fixture at right-wing think tanks, reminds us that many of the Third World societies that leftists such as Hertsgaard and Hutton affect to admire are (hello!) fiercely reactionary.
Indeed, DSouza makes it clear that his own conservative moral perspective owes much to the traditional cultural values of his native India. The critics of America, he assertsreferring not to European socialists but to reactionary Muslimsare onto something.
Their critique, he says, is moral in character, and DSouza (a Catholic) gives little indication of disagreeing with their moral criteria, including their equation of morality with religious orthodoxy. The West, he proposes, is a society based on freedom whereas Islam is a society based on virtue.
How about: Islamic societies enforce stifling Koranic notions of virtue, and punish infractions with brutal Sharia justice, while democratic societies do not presume to dictate individual moral convictions? DSouza shares the Islamic view that there is a good deal in American culture that is disgusting to normal sensibilities. (He never tells us what he means by normaland one is not sure one wishes to know.)
Muslims, he notes, say our women are loose, and in a sense they are right. (Yes, if by loose you mean that they have the same sexual freedom as men; its called equal rights.) The father of a young daughter, DSouza says he has come to realize how much more difficult it is to raise her well in America than it would be . . . to raise her in India. (Yes, if by raise her well you meanoh, never mind. You get the idea.)
Despite Americas lack of virtue, howeverall the crime, drugs, divorce, abortion, illegitimacy, and pornography (given his track record, the omission of homosexuality from this list is surprising)DSouza chooses the U.S. over India.
Why? Because I know that my daughter will have a better life if I stay. I dont mean just that she will be better off; I mean that her life is likely to have greater depth, meaning, and fulfillment in the United States than it would in any other country.
For hes come to see that theres something great and noble about America: namely, the fact that in the U.S., youre the architect of your own destiny. He tries, not with undivided success, to distinguish between the founding American principle of self-determination (good) and the narcissistic do-your-own-thing mentality of the 1960s (not so good). As an example of the former, he movingly describes how his talk of feeling called to be a writer and of wanting a life that made me feel true to myself baffled his Indian father; as an example of the latter, he unfeelingly mocks a young man with a Mohawk, earrings, a nose ring, tattoos who waited on him at a Starbucks and whom DSouza dismisses as a specimen. Not a pretty performance.
In Of Paradise and Power, Robert Kagan, who like Prestowitz worked for the State Department during the Reagan administration, serves up a dispassionate, definitive account of the current transatlantic strategic relationship.
The book reminds us of some plain, but often obscured, facts.14 For one thing, Americas Cold War strategy of risking nuclear attack to protect Western Europe was extraordinarya historically unprecedented example of the most enlightened kind of self-interest. For another, European history is not a cozy chronicle of congenial community, as Hutton and others would have it, but a long, grim tale of corrupt, power-mad kings and pointless, protracted, bloodthirsty wars.
Europeans, Kagan points out, invented power politics; by contrast, Americans have never accepted the principles of Europes old order nor embraced the Machiavellian perspective. Far from evolving naturally out of the community-minded premodern Europe of Huttons (and others) fantasy, moreover, the EU was the product of an act of will by born-again idealists set on the integration and taming of Germany.
And why have these Machiavellians become idealists? Because they no longer have power and, being powerless, they resent U.S. power, even when its used not to conquer but to help.
Which brings us to the thesis of this compact, meticulously argued work: that the paradise of peace and prosperity Europe now enjoys is made possible, quite simply, by American power.
Provided with security from outside, Europe requires no power of its own; yet protected under the umbrella of American power, its able to delude itself that power is no longer important and that American military power, and the strategic culture that has created and sustained it, is outmoded and dangerous.
European leaders, says Kagan, see themselves as inhabiting a post-historical world in which war has been rendered obsolete by the triumph of international moral consciousness; yet most of them do not see or do not wish to see the great paradox: that their passage into post-history has depended on the United States not making the same passage.
Because Europe has neither the will nor the ability to guard its own paradise and keep it from being overrun, spiritually and well as physically, by a world that has yet to accept the rule of moral consciousness, it has become dependent on Americas willingness to use its military might to deter or defeat those around the world who still believe in power politics.
In short, though the U.S. makes Europes paradise possible, it cannot enter the paradise itself. It mans the walls but cannot walk through the gate . . . stuck in history, [it is] left to deal with the Saddams and the ayatollahs, the Kim Jong Ils and the Jiang Zemins, leaving most of the benefits to others.
And when it does address those threats, furthermore, it feels Europes wrath, for Americas power and its willingness to exercise that powerunilaterally if necessaryconstitute a threat to Europes new sense of mission. If Europes intellectual and political elite was briefly pro-America after 9/11, it was because America was suddenly a victim, and European intellectuals are accustomed to sympathizing reflexively with victims (or, more specifically, with perceived or self-proclaimed victims, such as Arafat). That support began to wane the moment it became clear that Americans had no intention of being victims.
Of Paradise and Power (which the popular media have summed up by quoting Kagans memorable statement that Americans are from Mars and Europeans are from Venus) has drawn both praise and condemnation.
In this readers opinion, its simply a straightforward, incontrovertible description of reality by an author whose eyes are wide open. To be sure, the Europe/America opposition appears at this writing to be somewhat less black and white than Kagan, writing prior to the invasion of Iraq, may have recognized.
An attack on Iraq, he says, would be an assault on the essence of postmodern Europe . . . an assault on Europes new ideals, a denial of their universal validity. Yet much of Europe, as we know, ended up endorsing that assault.
In January 2003, leaders of Britain, Spain, Italy, Portugal, Hungary, Poland, Denmark, and the Czech Republic urged Europe to join the U.S. in opposing Saddam; in February, ten Eastern European nations issued a similar statement; in March, British, Danish, Spanish, and Polish troops took part in the invasion alongside Americans and Australians. There is, then, considerable resistance on the Continentespecially in former Iron Curtain coun- triesto postmodern Europe, a concept intimately tied up, one might add, with French and German ambitions.
If America is founded on libertyand on the idea that its preservation is worth great sacrificethose who steer the fortunes of Western Europe have no strong unifying principle for which they can imagine sacrificing much.
Their common cause is not liberty but security and stability; the closest thing they have to a unifying principle is a self-delusionary, dogmatic, indeed well-nigh religious insistence on the absolute value of dialogue, discussion, and diplomacy. This dedication has its positive aspects, but it can also make for moral confusion, passivity, and an antagonism to the very idea of taking a firm stand on anything.15
If, in the view of many Americans, a love of freedom and hatred of tyranny provide all the legitimacy required for taking actions like the invasion of Iraq, European intellectuals, having no such deeply held principles to guide them, turn instinctively to the U.N., as if it existed, like some divine oracle, at an ideal, impersonal remove from any possibility of misjudgment or moral taint.
It is not only in the U.S. and Britain that the bookstores have lately been filled with books harshly critical of Americaand that responses to these works have begun to appear.
France has seen a spate of volumes with titles like Dangereuse Amérique and Après lempire: Essai sur la décomposition du système américain; Thierry Meyssans Leffroyable imposture, which argues that no plane struck the Pentagon on 9/11, was a bestseller. So, however, was Jean-François Revels Lobsession anti-américaine, which has now appeared in the U.S. as Anti-Americanism.16
Revels earliest opinions of America, he tells us, were formed by the European press, which means that my judgment was unfavorable; yet those opinions changed when he actually visited America during the Vietnam War. Decades later, he notes wryly, the European media still employ the same misrepresentations as they did back then, depicting an America plagued by severe poverty, extreme inequality, no unemployment benefits, no retirement, no assistance for the destitute, and medical care and university education only for the rich.
Europeans firmly believe this caricature, Revel writes, because it is repeated every day by the elites. The centrality of this point to the entire topic of European anti-Americanism cannot, in my view, be overstated.
Item by item, Revel refutes the European medias picture of America. Poverty? An American at the poverty level has about the same standard of living as the average citizen of Greece or Portugal. (Indeed, according to a recent study by the Swedish Trade Research Institute, Swedes have a slightly lower standard of living than black Americansa devastating statistic for Scandinavians, for whom both the unparalleled success of their own welfare economies and the pitiable poverty of blacks in the racist U.S. are articles of faith.)
Crime? America has grown safer, while the French ignore their own rising crime levels, a consequence of permanent street warfare by Muslim immigrants who dont consider themselves subject to the laws of the land and of authorities with anti-law-and-order ideologies. Revel contrasts Frances increasingly problematic division into ethnic Frenchmen and unassimilated immigrants with Americas truly diverse, multifaceted society, pointing out that the success and originality of American integration stems precisely from the fact that immigrants descendants can perpetuate their ancestral cultures while thinking of themselves as American citizens in the fullest sense.
Bingo. (Most Americans, I think, would be shocked to realize how far short of America Europe falls in this regard.)
Media? Revel recalls that when he first visited the U.S., he was struck by the vast gulf that separated our [French] state-controlled television news servicesstilted, long-winded and monot- onous, dedicated to presenting the official version of eventsfrom the lively, aggressive evening news shows on NBC or CBS, crammed with eye-opening images and reportage that offered unflinching views of social and political realities at home and American involvement abroad. (Take that, Mr. Hutton.)
He also observed a difference in the populace: whereas in France peoples opinions were fairly predictable and tended to follow along lines laid down by their social role, what I heard in America was much more variedand frequently unexpected. I realized that many more Americans than Europeans had formed their own opinions about matterswhether intelligent or idiotic is another questionrather than just parroting the received wisdom of their social milieu. True: by Western European standards, Ive come to realize, Americans are very independent thinkers.
To Revel, the tenacity of European anti-Americanism, despite historical developments that should have finished it off once and for all, suggests that we are in the presence, not of rational analysis, but of obsessionan obsession driven, he adds, by a desire to maintain public hostility to Jeffersonian democracy.
The European establishment, Revel notes, soft-pedals the fact that Europeans invented the great criminal ideologies of the twentieth century; it defangs Communism (at the top French business school, students think Stalins great error was to prioritize capital goods over . . . consumer goods); and it identifies the U.S., contrary to every lesson of real history . . . as the singular threat to democracy.
Revels vigorous assault on all this foolishness might easily have been dismissed in France (or denied publication altogether) but for the fact that hes a member of that revered symbol of French national culture, the Académie Française.
Two books, though at present available only in Norwegian, are worth mentioning here for the light they shed on Western European attitudes. Herman Willis Ich Bin Ein Amerikaner caught my eye at an Oslo bookstore with its cover picture of the Twin Towers ablaze.17 Is there anyone, asked the jacket copy, who thinks solidarity [with the U.S.] should wait until the first suicide bomber blows herself up here [in Norway]? It looked promising.
Yet the book Willis has written isnt a brief for solidarity with America but a brisk, rambling, opinionated, and rather familiar account of the authors recent travels in the U.S. Its tonea mixture of chummy irreverence and defensive condescensionis familiar from other European travel books about America, as are its ingredients: Willis eats barbecue, extends unsolicited sympathy to American blacks, enthuses over Elvis, expresses his disapproval of the My Lai massacre; he seeks out the company of rednecks and left-wing intellectuals, which allows him to depict an America torn between racist boneheads and people who think like, well, members of the Scandinavian establishment; and he labors (in precisely the fashion described by Revel in his critique of the French media) to leave the impression that the U.S. has no public schools, pensions, unemployment insurance, or media debate.
Willis anecdotes range from the funny (he tells us that young Norwegian lawbreakers, who thanks to American TV shows are more familiar with the U.S. justice system than their own, routinely ask their arresting officers: Arent you going to read me my rights?) to the disturbing (Willis informs us, and doesnt seem to find it particularly worrisome, that his Arab friends in Oslo consider 9/11 a Jewish conspiracy).
The closest Willis comes to a thesis is a not altogether tidy theory that he concocts after hearing an American refer to soldiers dying for others freedom. Like many Europeans, Willis doesnt get this very American thing about fighting and dying for freedom, and he figures that behind all the talk of freedom there must be some other, more comprehensible motive or value.
Pondering the insights of a friend who defends the French Empire as an admirable attempt to spread French civilization and culture but who condemns American wars as being only about money, Willis decides that this business about freedom must, indeed, have something to do with moneyspecifically, with the American drive to succeed.
But at this point Willis introduces a twist: deep down, he saysand he plainly thinks this is a major insightAmericans arent preoccupied with success but with failure. Why, after all, do Europeans erect monuments to military victories, while Americans build memorials to their war dead and require children to memorize the Gettysburg Address? Because, Willis says, Americans worship defeat. Case closed. Likewise, if the U.S. has never developed totalitarian ideologies, its not because Americans love freedom but, rather, has something (its not clear exactly what) to do with our dynamic of success.
What does it mean when even a relatively America-friendly European writer is capable of such colossal misunderstanding? For make no mistake: as European writers and intellectuals go, Willis is indeed at the pro-American end of the spectrum.
He argues, for example, that the U.S. isnt necessarily corrupt and/or fanatical just because it rejects the Scandinavian welfare model (gee, thanks, Herman!). In his closing pages, moreover, he contradicts much of what hes said earlier by declaring that the U.S. and Europe are, in fact, extremely similar, since they share many things, including the threat of terror (which hes hardly mentioned).
The main difference between the U.S. and Europe, he argues, is that America is miles ahead of us in tolerance and equality. Hes rightbut this statement comes at the end of a book that seems largely intended to suggest the opposite.
Though focusing predominantly on Norway, Stian Bromark and Dag Herbjørnsruds Frykten for Amerika (Fear of America) does a splendid job of illuminating European anti-Americanism generally.18
The authors begin by examining the geographical distribution of anti-Americanism, which, while low in Asia, South Africa, sub-Saharan Africa, and Eastern Europe, is widespread in the Islamic world, is even higher in Western Europe, and is highest of all in France. (53% of Frenchmen take a negative view of American democratic ideas, while 64% of Czechs, 67% of Venezuelans, and 87% of Kenyans are positive.)
Though fewer than 14% of Frenchmen have visited America, most have strong views of it; indeed, Europeans who have not been in the U.S. . . . have the strongest opinions about it, and malice toward America is inversely proportional to the amount of time individuals have actually spent there. Another illuminating statistic: contrary to the notion that anti-Americanism is a reflection of opposition to Republican presidents and U.S.-led wars, French sympathy for the U.S. stood at 54% in 1988, during the Reagan administration, but dropped to 35% by 1996, when Clinton was in office. Why the decline? Simple: in 1988 the U.S. was a protector; in 1996, after the Berlin Wall fell, it was a resented hyperpower (to employ French politician Hubert Védrines gratuitous term).
Asked their view of the U.S. from several perspectives (politics, society, foreign policy, etc.), Western Europeans give a thumbs-up only to American popular culture. Why? Because theyve experienced American movies and music firsthand and can judge for themselves, whereas their social and political views are based on what theyve been taught in school and told by their media.
This gap between negative views inculcated by educators and journalists and positive views founded on personal experience is perhaps nowhere vaster than in Norway, where school textbooks give bogus materialistic-capitalistic explanations for one U.S. action after anotherpresenting as fact, for instance, that Americas motive for invading Iraq was oilbut where teenagers, according to a BBD&O study, boast Europes highest Americanization index. (The Norwegian press sneers about Americans devotion to McDonalds and Coca-Cola, but both corporations have bigger market shares in Norway than in the U.S.)
To be sure, Western European intellectuals often claim, as Norwegian author Jens Bjørneboe did in a 1966 essay, We Who Loved America, that they once were pro-American but, owing to some social change in America or some U.S. government action, have altered their position.
The current claim is that Europeans loved America until the Iraq War; before that, it was a truism that they loved America until Vietnam. But Bromark and Herbjørnsrud state flatly that It wasnt the Vietnam War that made European intellectuals, authors and academics anti-American. The truth is that they had been anti-American all along.
As early as 1881, the Norwegian author Bjørnsterne Bjørnson argued that Europes America-bashing had to stop; even earlier, in 1869, James Russell Lowell complained that Europeans invariably saw America in caricature.19
Indeed, nineteenth-century European aristocrats despised America as a symbol of progress, innovation, and (above all) equality, ridiculing it as a mongrel land of simple-minded Indians and blacks; later, avaricious Jews were added to the list. These stereotypes soon spread to Americans generally, resulting in todays European-establishment view of Americans as materialistic morons.
If privileged Europeans of generations ago quaked in fear because they knew that America, and American equality, represented the future, so too did many of the Continents leading authors and intellectuals. Bromark and Herbjørnsrud examine the rather sorry Norwegian record (to which that nations twin titans, Ibsen and Bjørnson, were honorable exceptions): in 1889, Knut Hamsun denounced what he considered to be Americas sexual equality; in 1951, Agnar Mykle sneered that American mothers raise children, not as boys and girls, but first and foremost as people who will become adults, with clean souls, well-scrubbed teeth, well-ordered hair, clean hands and a big smile. (Americas excessive cleanliness was long a European theme: Hamsun whined that in the U.S. you couldnt spit on the floor wherever you want.)
But the main flash point was race: in America, complained one Norwegian writer, one had to fight for ones blond scalp in conflict with bloodthirsty natives. Bjørneboe wrote in his teens that the physiognomy of immigrants to America changed after three years (Northern and Central Europeans become Indian, Southern Europeans become Negroid); Hamsun grumbled that the U.S., by allowing blacks to work in white restaurants, had created a mulatto stud farm; Mykle, spotting a mixed-race couple in New York, had the same uncomfortable feeling as when you see a bulldog mate with a birddog.
Note that these writers were not marginal cranks: they were major literary figures. Nor were these Norwegian writers very different from their colleagues south of the Skaggerak. For an appalling number of them, Americas supreme iniquity was, as Bromark and Herbjørnsrud put it, its project of [ethnic] blending. Such views, which remained in the European mainstream well into the 1950s, had by the 1970s, however, been supplanted by reflexive, supercilious condemnations of American racism, the implication usually being that racial prejudices of the sort found in the U.S. were utterly foreign to Europeans.
Envy and insecurity have played a role in anti-Americanism, too. Over the generations, men who saw themselves as metropolitan sophisticates traveled to America and were suddenly confronted with their own provinciality. Mykle, were told, felt humiliated as a Norwegian from the moment he arrived in New York; days after a customs official asked him how to spell Oslo, the question still rang in his ears.20
The beloved Norwegian author Rolf Jacobsen, who wrote several anti-American poems before finally visiting the U.S. in 1976 (when he was nearly seventy), complained in a postcard home that Theres not one mountain herenot one mountain ridge. Away from familiar surroundings, these men felt uprooted, robbed of their souls; this personal disorientation, alas, led not to enhanced self-understanding, but to defensive attacks on America as rootless and soulless (a charge that is now, of course, a cliché).
Even in Revolutionary times, fear of America meant fear of the modern. Throughout the twentieth century, many Europeans regarded technological progress not as a natural development but as Americanization and considered such phenomena as canned food to be symbols of American dehumanization. Even Sigmund Skard, Norways leading postwar expert on the U.S., who was instrumental in shaping the way Norwegian students were (and are) taught about America, admitted that the modern scares me and projected this fear onto the United States. Consumer civilization, he charged, threatened our old civilizations . . . the roots, the simple, classic life.
As distorted as Skards account of modern America, note Bromark and Herbjørnsrud, is his sentimental idealization of traditional Norway, whose history of grim poverty, isolation, and deprivation he turns into something . . . exclusively positive. It would appear, then, that when the Norwegian media, in June of 2001, chose to represent my rural experience in Telemark as a face-off between homely, traditional Norwegian virtues and American McDonalds culture, it was only following in Skards footsteps.
New wrinkles were added in the 1960s, when, bizarrely, the longstanding reactionary critique of Americans and American popular culture was supplemented by, and combined with, socialist vitriol about the U.S. political system and the American state.
Americans were now not only stupid and vulgar; they were also arrogant, power-hungry imperialists. The terms of this new critique, of course, were lifted largely from Americas own counterculture; as Bromark and Herbjørnsrud succinctly put it, American artists imaginations, knowledge, and quality . . . have seduced Europeans into thinking that Americans have no imagination, knowledge, or quality. This practice has continued to the present day, when major European newspapers eagerly fill page after page with nonsensical anti-American rants by the likes of Gore Vidal and Noam Chomsky.
When European journalists and intellectuals arent relishing the latest windy jeremiad by one of these cranks, theyre busy congratulating themselves for their appreciation of nuance. Thats their term of choice for what they have and America doesnt. Americans, they argue, are possessed by naïve, simplistic ideals, while Europeans are more aware of real-world complexities.
Actually the opposite is closer to the truth. Yes, America is built on an idea, namely liberty; but far from being divorced from reality, it is an idea that Americans have realized, developed, and successfully exported for more than two centuries.
We have demonstrated the depth of our commitment as a people to this idea by waging a revolution, a civil war, two World Wars, several smaller wars, and the Cold War in its name. It is, in short, an idea that is utterly indissoluble from our own living, breathing, everyday reality.
By contrast, much of Western Europe is founded on an idea of itself that is significantly, and dangerously, divorced from reality. That idea, as Robert Kagan explains so adroitly, is that the world has moved beyond the necessity of war. It is a pretty fiction, but a fiction nonetheless. And keeping it alive requires that one ignore dangerous realitiessuch as the growing problem of militant Islam within Europes own borders.
Europeans mock American religiosity. But American religion, for all its attendant idiocies and cruelties, has never prevented Americans from acting pragmatically.
Secular Western European intellectuals, however, have their own version of religion. It is a social-democratic religion that deifies international organizations such as the Red Cross, Amnesty International, and, above all, the U.N. Not NATO, which is about waging war, and which has for that reason been the target of much European criticism in recent years; no, the NGOs are about waging peace, love, brotherhood, and solidarity, and, as such, are, for the elites of Western Europe, beyond criticism, for they embody Western Europes most cherished idea of itself and of the way the world works, or should work.
The elites enthusiasm for these institutions, whether or not they are genuinely effective or even admirable, is a matter of maintaining a certain self-image and illusion of the world that is intimately tied up with their identity as social democrats; Americas unforgivable offense, as Kagan notes, is that it challenges that image and that illusion; and the degree to which the reality of America is distorted in the Western European media is a measure of the desperate need among Western European elites to preserve that self-image and illusion.
It sometimes seems to me a miracle, frankly, that America has any friends at all in some parts of Western Europe, given the news medias relentless anti-Americanism. There is no question that the chief obstacle to improved understanding and harmony between the U.S. and Western Europe is the Western European media establishment. It is an obstacle that must somehow be overcome, for Western civilization is under siege, and America and Europe need each other, perhaps more than ever. More sane, sensible European books along the lines of Revels Lobsession anti-américaine and Bromark and Herbjørnsruds Frykten for Amerika can help
You weren't kidding when you said it was long.
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Long, but well worth reading.
No he wasn't. If you copy and paste it into Word, it's 24 pages long.
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What a great article. Spot on from my recent experience in Finland.
Great read. printed it for sharing.
Painfully long, but entirely on the mark. I live in Europe and I look at the world as enjoying the good things and rejecting the bad things wherever you are. That said...the Western Europeans, while being nationalistic...are froot loops in general and will lap up anything and everything the gubmint tells them, hence Schnickelgruber!
Yeah, this is great stuff. Good find.
If America is so bad, why are we still number one at almost everything? Why are people in the millions trying to emigrate, both legally and illegallly, to the USA every year?
Yes, very long, but very worthwhile read. Thanks for posting.
The Jews pay their bill and leave, and the waiter finds a huge tip. "Won't leave a dime, eh?" laughs his cohort. "Well, what did you expect?" the waiter snarls, "They've got all the money in the world!"
Americans have a lot to learn from Jews. Everybody hates us, and everybody wants us dead. And there is nothing we can do, for good or bad, that will change those facts.
I love the left...
They'll indict Americans as being "ignorant" (Michael Moore anyone?) while praising the intellectual prowess of the Europeans. My experience, however, is that the left's assertions of American ignorance is nothing more than projection:
"Europeans speak so many languages, and Americans barely speak one!"
Well, I for one speak two other languages fluently, and am currently working on my third. I also can manage to speak about 100 or so words in about three more languages; Spanish, Japanese, and Korean. Of course, I can only speak from my own experience, but EVERY time a lefty comes at me with this tired line, I ask, "Oh! Well, I speak German and Latin (yeah, I know... it's dead.. but fun) fluently! What do you speak?" and am met with blank stares "ummm... oh, uh... I used to take Spanish in high school... but I forgot everything..."
Case against liberal public education?
"Europeans are much more in tune with current events!"
As demonstrated by this website alone, I read several dozen newspapers daily, listen to news on the radio, as well as watch it on a couple TV stations. On top of that, I read academic journals in my particular field that would make most people's heads spin, and read about one non-fiction title a month. When I pose to my lib friends (a number which is rapidly diminishing), "Where do you get your news?," I generally hear, "uhh... well I listen to NPR... and Comedy Central's 'Daily Show'..."
I love that statement.... so, here for your amusement, is my father's (who turned me on to FR) news experiment...
Listen in the morning to your local AM Talk Radio news. Listen for a couple of hours or so if you can manage. Then, in the afternoon, listen to NPR and compare.
...my liberal friends NEVER take me up on that challenge.
"Europeans are so multicultural! I mean, a day trip in any direction is another culture."
Spoken like truly UNTRAVELLED people. If you think there's one overriding American culture, you watch too much TV. While there are certain traits and characteristics that bind us together, people are not the same whereever you go (despite the claims made by Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney). If you want to experience culture shock, just travel to another state. Libs seem to think that Georgia is the same as Massachusetts, or California is the same as Alaska. Even within a state there are diverse cultures. I just moved to Illinois, and am amazed at the ubiquitous Amish culture here. I've never seen so many buggies in my life.
I suppose I could go on, but why bother, we all know that lefties are ignorant, hypocritical, know-nothings, who know that they're better than everyone else.
Great great article.
Revel is a longtime favorite of mine; that this perspicacious author speaks so well of him is telling.
Yep...I loved this summary of the Euroweenie attitude:
And why have these Machiavellians become idealists? Because they no longer have power and, being powerless, they resent U.S. power, even when it's used not to conquer but to help.
Which brings us to the thesis of this compact, meticulously argued work: that the "paradise" of peace and prosperity Europe now enjoys is made possible, quite simply, by American power. Provided with "security from outside," Europe requires no power of its own; yet protected "under the umbrella of American power," it's able to delude itself that power is "no longer important" and "that American military power, and the 'strategic culture' that has created and sustained it, is outmoded and dangerous."
European leaders, says Kagan, see themselves as inhabiting a post-historical world in which war has been rendered obsolete by the triumph of international "moral consciousness"; yet most of them do not see or do not wish to see the great paradox: that their passage into post-history has depended on the United States not making the same passage.
Because Europe has neither the will nor the ability to guard its own paradise and keep it from being overrun, spiritually and well as physically, by a world that has yet to accept the rule of "moral consciousness," it has become dependent on America's willingness to use its military might to deter or defeat those around the world who still believe in power politics.
In short, though the U.S. makes Europe's "paradise" possible, "it cannot enter the paradise itself. It mans the walls but cannot walk through the gate . . . stuck in history, [it is] left to deal with the Saddams and the ayatollahs, the Kim Jong Ils and the Jiang Zemins, leaving most of the benefits to others."
And when it does address those threats, furthermore, it feels Europe's wrath, for "America's power and its willingness to exercise that powerunilaterally if necessaryconstitute a threat to Europe's new sense of mission." If Europe's intellectual and political elite was briefly pro-America after 9/11, it was because America was suddenly a victim, and European intellectuals are accustomed to sympathizing reflexively with victims (or, more specifically, with perceived or self-proclaimed victims, such as Arafat). That support began to wane the moment it became clear that Americans had no intention of being victims.
Thanks for leaving Norway, and coming to America, way back in 1880. It must have been hard, starting over from scratch on the homestead in Minnesota, but I really, really appreciate it. !!!