From cave paintings to the web (part of lectures 1994-99 )

2010 post script:
This text was written in 1994-99, it was part of a series of lectures from my multimedia courses; mobile phones, Google, facebook, myspace, YouTube and all the tools that are now part of our daily life weren’t there, if not in the imagination of few. I think it is still very useful to trace back where it all came from, to have a better picture of where we may be going. Starting from cave painting and getting to ask whether computers can fall in love…

Being able to calculate has always been associated with the acquisition and maintenance of power. There is plenty of evidence to support this idea; think of the Egyptian priests who, thanks to their knowledge of mathematics and astronomy, could predict solar and lunar eclipses and were thus able to scare and blackmail the people by threatening them with switching off the sun. However anecdotal this may sound, it is a clear example of how a certain kind of knowledge can be so dramatically important from the social, economic and political points of view. Microsoft’s stranglehold on today’s economy and way of learning is the best (and worst) example of how far this concept has gone.

In this respect, the fact that most people in the western world now have access to networked computers has to be considered as a sort of historical mishap. That is why it is so important that everybody be allowed to learn to use technology, independently being given the ability to understand the underlying principles; this can avoid the risk of our being told how the tools are to be used and given access only to a more limited amount of information.
From the beginning of the modern world a few thousand years ago commerce has been the engine propelling discovery, growth and research. Inevitably this created a world with rich and poor, with rulers and those who are ruled. Efficient commerce requires the ability to calculate. The ten fingers nature endowed us with soon fell short of being sufficient for complex calculation (ever asked yourself why the most common calculation systems in the world are based on the decimal structure?) hence humans started to develop calculating machines. Calculation has become increasingly complicated, and it has to be done faster and faster. By now world economy is a very complex digital game, played on-line in real time, conditioning everyone’s life and becoming increasingly (and dangerously) fragile.

We have numerous examples of calculating machines, the Babylonian abacus (about 5000 years old and using principles applied throughout several ages and cultures); the Chinese calculator with moving spheres, the tablets used by Phoenician and Sumerian…. The abacus used by the Romans is a typical example of a tool for symbolic calculations, being a tablet with grooves, each groove having an assigned value (M=1000, D=500, C=100, L=50, X=10, V=5 and I=1). By inserting pebbles (called calculus, wherefrom calculate) in the grooves, one could perform simple calculations. An odd and still unexplained example is the system of knotted strings used by the pre-Columbian civilisations of Central America.

For a long time something all systems lacked was a symbol to represent “zero” – a difficult concept to grasp. This appeared rather late in history; some believe it came from India, some from Babylon but effectively it was introduced into Arabian calculation systems in around 800 AD by the mathematician Al-Khwarizmi, who gave his name to the term “algorithm”, the mathematical term to define a method or a formula to solve a problem.

… mechanical era
The obstacle to the evolution of all these systems was that until the 20th century we could only use mechanical systems. Let us consider Leonardo and his machines, which represent human effort to create some form of “extension” to the human body and its abilities. With a relatively primitive set of tools and techniques at his disposal, Leonardo managed to design an impressive range of machines for the most disparate applications. More than anybody else, he exploited existing resources and knowledge, but he did not have electricity, fuel propelled engines and, least of all, electronics and digital technologies.

Leonardo’s work is a useful reference in understanding another important element which has remained a constant in history: his inventions were financed by the rulers of his era and, most of the time, were intended as destructive devices – as war machines. Leonardo drew on the resources of this kind of sponsored research to widen his studies and experiments. This reality remains and, without research geared to the ends of warfare, whether we like it or not, we would not have personal computers, simulators, robots, virtual reality, a global network, video games and so on; perhaps not even the sophisticated domestic appliances we are used to in the western world.
Going back to the need for calculating machines and the limitations imposed by mechanics, it is not until the 17th century (in Europe) that the development of both new concepts and new techniques started. Logarithms and Napier’s Stick (a measuring instrument carved in bone, hence nicknamed “Napier’s bones”); Oughtred’s calculator and the “automatic calculating machine” by Pascal (1642, called Pascalina) as well as Schickard’s: these are the first machines that could be called “computers”.
Leibniz invented the first machine that could also multiply and divide (1671). It is worth noting that even at the time that these machines were invented, many people expressed their worry about humans being replaced by machines.
Also worthy of note is the fact that in those days it was mainly philosophers who studied mathematics and physics.

From the end of the 17th century many scholars, mainly German, French and English, put their efforts into making automatic calculating machines, from Morland to Grant to Borroughs and many more. The first “modern” computer appeared only at the end of the 19th century, in Victorian England (of course, with all the colonies to exploit there were a lot of calculations to be made). Babbage corrected all the errors common to the previous machines; he invented new mechanical devices as well as mathematical concepts, integrating all the research that had been done by other mathematicians. On these bases Babbage invented the analytical machine (1833) and the differential machine (funded by the government). These calculators employed perforated rolls, adapted from the textile machines, which were by then quite sophisticated, introducing thus the first kind of “programming”. The French inventor Jacquard revolutionised the textile industry when in 1804 he introduced perforated cards to program industrial weaving machines. His name is still used to describe a particular technique of sophisticated embroidered weaving.

The analytical machine also had an internal memory, something that the computers of the 20th century lacked for a long time. This memory consisted of 50 rotating counters, each containing 1000 numbers of 50 ciphers.

The machines invented by the genius of Babbage cannot be called “practical”. The analytic machine (of which only one incomplete prototype exists) is a colossal contraption of brass and wooden cogs. But it works; it successfully manages quite complex mathematical operations. However, it is still a mechanical device, steam-driven, and hence with insurmountable limitations.
There are several other examples of calculating machines, which we could call mono-functional: there is one by Kelvin designed to calculate the cycles of tides; there is one by Hollerith (who founded IBM at the end of the 19th century) designed to count electoral votes; there are various perennial calendars, some of them sophisticated enough to tell us the day of the week or the lunar phase of any given date.

For anyone with any degree of familiarity with mathematical principles it will not be difficult to imagine how these machines operate. The electromechanical machine by Hollerith looks like an upright piano decorated with a series of clocks. It works with a series of cards whose perforations correspond to various kinds of data that the American government needed for the nation-wide census they carried out every ten years. In 1890 the use of this machine enabled the recording of data from the forms of 62 million citizens in two and a half years, as against the seven years required ten years previously in order to classify 50 million citizens.

Apart from their primary function and their historical value, these machines are now just a curiosity. Today we use dozens of mono-functional calculators in our daily life, from watches to washing machines, from telephones to televisions, from the alarm clock to the microwave oven – all of these contain microprocessors designed for a specific kind of calculation needed by the device to work.

Going back into history, it took up to the 20th century, when the industrial revolution had developed other means and technologies – particularly electricity, telephone and photography – before someone would again set out to create a new kind of calculator, one capable of more than just counting faster than a human being.
The Memex, by Vannevar Bush, is the first example of a machine devised to archive, catalogue and retrieve data. This was the first hint of database calculation. By the 1930s the USA was what England had once been, the nearest thing to a world empire and needed to collect an enormous amount of data of all kinds – commercial, scientific, demographic and so on. This wealth of information was accessible only with great difficulty because it was fragmented over a variety of physical locations spread out over long distances. Bush had a brilliant thought: wouldn’t it be wonderful if, using existing technology, we could miniaturise this mass of data, collect it in a portable unit and archive it in such a way to allow for systematic research and retrieval as well as to enable its duplication and transmission? He thus set out to combine a typewriter, microfilm, projector and electrical circuitry. This resulted in a machine that could archive and catalogue data stored on microfilm, find information via keyword search, project it as slides and finally print it out. Bush probably dreamed of storing the whole Library of Congress on his desktop.

Bush tried to obtain funding to develop his project, but failed. In all probability the machine looked quite useless as a weapon and the value of its concept was far beyond the understanding of the politicians.

the influence of WW II
The research led by Bush and continued by Shannon and Stibiz dates from the 1930s and represents the foundations of many of the developments that were to change our lives.

During the same time period IBM, in association with Harvard University, was exploring similar ideas. It was in fact at Harvard University that, after the Second World War, the first digital computer was developed, the Mark 1.
In Germany, Zuse had invented a very similar machine in 1941; this was the Z3 that was to be employed in the aeronautical industry. The Z3 was capable of adding up within fractions of second and could multiply in a few seconds. All models of this machine were destroyed at the end of the war.
The Second World War played a major role in our story. If the Third Reich had not had the paradoxical idea of persecuting the Jews, the Germans would probably have won the war and we would all be living in a different world. The best German scientists were Jewish; hence those who could, left Germany and most of them ended up in the States.

Before the war Germany had been much more technologically advanced than any other Western country. The level and quality of its research in all fields was way ahead of the competition. The Second World War was much faster and more widespread than any previous war and the need for speedy communications became crucial. What has this got to do with Bush, Harvard and IBM? Easy: the Germans had devised some very clever ways to encrypt their communications, these encryption systems were driving the best American and English linguists mad. It was imperative to manage to decipher German communications, and to do it fast – particularly when the V1 and V2 rockets started falling on London.

Deciphering an encoded message can be a desperate enterprise, just as it is easy to read the same message once the “key” is found. All the experts were at work trying all possible combinations but the mathematical combinations applied to language are just about infinite, and time was short. It became obvious that only by employing a fast calculating machine would they have any chance of success. All existing machines were put to work and new ones were developed under the pressure of war. Electrical machines like the Mark I by Aiken and Turing’s valve ‘Colossus’ and others were all employed in the task of decoding the German communication system.

Someone even remembered an odd man named Bush who had wanted to make a “combination machine” some ten years previously, so they looked for him and offered him a job.

post-war evolution
With this we arrived at a point that interests us more closely. Post-war reconstruction and the fast growth of the USA as world leader fuelled the impetus towards technological and scientific research, leading to the world as it is today, for better or worse. The USA was rich, powerful, convinced it was the best and most righteous nation on the planet. The Americans were determined to keep their supremacy and they had at their disposal some of the most brilliant minds of the time. These minds were only too happy to be allowed to work and to experiment, fully funded and safe in their host country. These conditions allowed the fast development of research centres, both within Universities and in the armed forces.

Modern computers and all that makes up information technology and electronics today, were born and developed in these centres.
The first fruit of these policies was ENIAC (Electronic Numerical Integrator And Calculator), the first electronic digital computer. This was designed by Mauchly and Eckert at the University of Pennsylvania, completed in 1946 and used by the army up until the mid 1950s. ENIAC could perform 300 multiplications per second; it weighed 30 tons; it was 30 meters long and 3 meters high, and it contained 18,000 thermo-ionic valves (which would burn up at a phenomenal speed).
ENIAC was bigger than 30 elephants but, unlike those noble creatures, it did not have something very important: a memory. All data had to be manually inserted into ENIAC, every time.

These early computers were those room-sized boxes that we can still see in some vintage sci-fi movies. In actual fact they were just a huge series of switches. The position of these switches would assume a positive or negative value, and thus enabled mathematical operations based on the binary system. They did not have programs, software nor an operating system neither did they have an internal memory. Everything, operations and instructions alike, had to be inserted each time.

Let us now jump back to the origins of human’s ability to communicate before we see the next step of development of computers, which relates to language….

..from cave painting to language
Do not forget that all this started in those caves where our distant ancestors had the funny idea of starting to communicate and use abstract concepts through graffiti. If they had not started this game we would still now be dumb and simple monkeys, rather than dangerous and complex ones.

Iconographic communication is about 40,000 years old. It coincides with the development of the frontal lobe of our brain, the portion that deals with “associative thought”, with establishing a relationship between diverse observed or felt elements.
Essentially art and communication are the ability to use a symbol to represent a concept or a fact. This ensures that a sign on a rock will mean “buffalo” not only to the one who drew it but also to those who look at the sign later on. In order for this ability to develop a common basis, thought processes and knowledge must exist and be shared by the members of a group; this takes a long time.

The first known signs showing a symbolic ability in human beings go back some 100,000 years. It then took another 60,000 years before this ability developed into the skill to decorate first the body, and then the cave walls. It took another 15,000 or 20,000 years to go from the first expression of what could be called “Art” to the paintings in the caves of Lascaux and Altamira – the same length of time which separates these paintings from the first television broadcast.
In the landscape of knowledge, language is the starting point, that which enables humans to codify abstractions, to communicate thought, and to transfer knowledge.
The great revolutions of modern history are all indissolubly linked to the development of communication and archival media, from print to photography, from telephony to radio and television.

there is language and language…
The language humans use to communicate and (with varying degrees of success) understand each other is nothing but an abstract convention. By accepting this convention, we agree on the symbolic value of some graphic signs – letters or ideograms – and the rules we use to apply to combine them. With these symbols, we manage to represent and describe almost anything.

The languages we use in the Western World are relatively simple, based on some 20 letters and used in quite rigid combinations. Other languages are far more complex – think of Japanese, Chinese or Sanskrit: based on thousand of ideograms conveying concepts rather than simple sounds, concepts that can often change their meaning depending upon context and combination.

We also have to accept that almost anything can be represented using mathematical formulae, the most symbolic of symbolic languages.

While at first it may be difficult to imagine, all that happens within a computer’s brain is represented using a simple binary language, a combination of just two symbols – 0 and 1. This may become easier to understand if we think that all that goes on in our brain is also based on a combination, albeit complex, of electromagnetic pulses, on-off electrical signals.

What makes all the difference between our brains and that of the computer is that the latter lacks something terribly important – it lacks what is called “associative memory”. The computer does not have imagination and does not spontaneously link acquired knowledge (the “software” and “files” we store in it). When we learn, see, hear, experience something, then our brain stores it and classifies it, instantly retrieving the information thus acquired whenever it may be needed or whenever some external factors may trigger it.

During the first years of our life, our brain constantly absorbs signals from the surrounding world. These signals are classified and stored, making up what becomes our own personal knowledge. Once we have burned our fingers on a flame, we don’t need to be told again that fire burns; and we will instinctively be able to identify searing hot and potentially painful objects even when they are not exactly like the flame that burned us the first time.
The computer is incapable of this kind of association and needs to be told every time, clearly and in simple language, what to do. Furthermore, the amount of a computer’s memory, despite the enormous improvements and developments of recent years, remains a very long way from the almost unlimited capacity of our brains. We should therefore be patient with computers, understanding that they are simply fast calculators and unable to think.

the computer is dumb and “too straight” – be patient with it…
Science fiction often portrays a future with thinking machines, with computers taking over the world. Scientific experiments have been done with computers that are able to recombine the acquired knowledge, and some success has been achieved. The ongoing research in nano-technology has achieved fantastic results, with complex machines the size of a pinhead; with some machines able to repair themselves or to build others, simulating the way the complex cells of our body can perform incredibly sophisticated operations and reproduce themselves. However, we are still very far from any independently thinking machine of any sort and we do not know if such result will ever be achieved.

If I say something simple like, “table” you will all think of a similar object: a flat surface mounted on legs. The picture in each of your minds may well be quite different in style, colour and size, but each of you will have an idea of what a table is and what its use can be. A computer needs to be told everything. It needs a description of the colour, the size, the material etc.; and then in turn each of these elements needs to be defined further . . . Even when we have managed to clearly describe a table to a computer, though, the poor machine still will not be able to recognise another table of a different style, if it were to be able to see one…

Our brain ceaselessly stores information, recombines it, retrieves it when needed. We absorb and re-elaborate the signals we receive from our surroundings, from our mother’s womb to our last breath. All that information is continuously updated and reformatted, we don’t have to make a conscious effort for this to happen, it’s written in our genes (apparently another binary code, now that the DNA sequence is being unravelled…).

The computer’s only way to learn (so far) is when we install new software that contains specific instructions. No new knowledge will be acquired until the next software upgrade.
Lets have a look at more analogies between our brain and the computer’s

pattern recognition and model making
The computer is an ideal tool when it comes to comparing patterns, creating models of reality that can be used for comparisons.
The computer ability to work out the various possible outcomes deriving from variations within a given scenario are powerful, they can be extremely useful.
Imagine the effort of estimating the consequences of introducing a certain kind of tree in a new environment; the impact of a given increase of traffic in a specified area of a city; the consequences of a few degrees change in temperature in the atmosphere… the applications are limitless; they all rely upon the ability to calculate and compare enormous amounts of data. The computer is ideal for this work, not last because it doesn’t have opinions and emotions; the computer-generated models are more reliable than any such a model a human could ever create.
{ I wonder if one day in the future a highly opinionated and emotional computer will spit on my name reading these lines….}

To use a seemingly odd comparison lets consider something deeply human like the choice of a partner. Let me say before we start that I would never dream of suggesting we should use a computer to choose a partner, (although that’s what many dating agencies naively do).

can the computer fall in love?
This is something we all experience, irrespective of culture, religion, area, era, and it is something that greatly conditions our life.
In choosing a partner our brain does a lot of pattern-recognition and model-making work.
Without our conscious knowledge upon meeting someone new our brain immediately retrieves all our memories of childhood, family life, friendships and previous relationships. It does it instantly; remember that our brain is in many ways superior to the computer at storing and recombining information.

Our brain immediately makes a model, inserts in it our personal data (memories, emotions) and then starts trying all possible combinations with the data coming from the person we have just met.
During a first meeting the brain does a fascinating work, it recombines this stream of data (words, images, smell, sound, motion …) coming from the other person, it does it in real time and changing the outcome (our impression/feeling) continuously, as new data comes in and it gets recombined to create new scenarios (our dreams and fantasies).

Overlapping and comparing patterns our brain conjures an ideal model and, if the data somehow matches, sets a process in motion that can lead to what we call “feeling attraction” which can then develop in “falling in love”.

This way of looking at the subject may sound terribly cold and mechanical, yet it is a natural part of how our brain works and knowing these mechanisms can be helpful.
Thinking of our emotions in terms of more or less efficient combinations of binary code may spoil the romance, however, that’s the way our DNA is programmed and the signals reaching out brain are somewhat like those reaching the computer’s processor: on-off pulses.
The computer way of building models and working out solutions is based on these same principles.
Virtual reality in its practical applications relates to this kind of model building and enables explanations and hypotheses otherwise out of our reach.
What would it be like for a doctor to travel along the arteries of a patient to discover where the damage is and pilot micro-surgery equipment, what would it be like to re-experience the first months we spent in our mother’s womb… again, the applications are infinite.

the power of knowledge
Referring to what we mentioned at the beginning about the equation “knowledge = power”:
The more you know the less someone will be able to tell you what to do and how.
What does “knowing” means though? For sure it is not just the accumulation of data or the acquisition of skills.

A suggested recipe:
Gather, classify, compare and place the data you find in the appropriate context.
Get the overall picture, looking at things from far in their ensemble, then look at the same from very close, in their details.

Assimilate, and make up your own opinion.
Never before so much knowledge has been so easily and freely available.
Computer technology and networking can greatly help the spreading of knowledge.
The risk is that the “suppliers” of this knowledge and the examples of how to employ it are still American and European. This can perpetuate the roots of Colonialism, just presenting a new and subtler version of it.
It is imperative and urgent that people from different cultural backgrounds appropriate the technology and use it in their personal ways.
What this ways may lead to nobody can truly know, but it is a chance not to be missed.

early “modern” computers
Let us now go back to the early computers that we were talking about. Effectively these were huge boxes, full of switches. Their ‘talent’ consisted of the ability to perform mathematical operations faster than a good human mathematician could.
At the beginning, access to these machines was limited to a selected few. The reason for this was that they were enormously expensive and that only a few scientists were able to use them.

Here we are again, then, with the concept from which we started: ability to perform complex calculations = power = restricted class of users (in any combination).

These users were mainly Government bodies; all of the first computers were owned by governments, designed and produced by highly specialised personnel in secret research centres.

It is worth remembering that the most powerful of those early machines would pale into insignificance beside the simplest of today’s machines, even one of today’s children’s computers is faster and more powerful than any of these techno-dinosaurs.

Computer development has taken place over a period of about 40 years and the speed of such development has increased exponentially, thanks to the “enabling technologies” chain effect. Every new discovery has made other, more complex, discoveries possible; thus the various research fields nurture and influence each other.

After a century during which the various scientific fields operated quite separately and almost unaware of each other, over the last decades we have seen a return to the multidisciplinary concept – to the roles of science, philosophy and art merging as they did originally in men like Leonardo Da Vinci.

As a side effect, the exchange of knowledge between researchers has resulted in an enormous development in communications, not the least of which being the principal cause of the creation of the Internet – with all its implications.

Despite the cold war and industrial secrecy, the scientific community offers the first glimpse into a possible super-national community.

pioneers
After the War, the main technological developments took place in the USA and England. Then the USA pushed their research as much as they could, supported by their booming economy, and managed to establish hegemony that not even the Japanese have yet matched.

The mathematician Von Neumann invented the basic concepts of programming and memory that form the foundations of modern computing.

Cambridge University in England made EDSAC (Electronic Delayed Storage Automatic Computer) based on Von Neumann’s project. This was the first computer with an internal programmable memory.

Mauchly and Eckert improved ENIAC into BINAC, which used magnetic tapes as a storage medium; and then contributed to the creation of the first commercial computer, UNIVAC, in 1951.

The next step was the series of IBM 704 computers, made in 1955, using a different kind of memory, bigger and more reliable.

All of these early computers had to be programmed directly in what is called “machine language”, listing every single instruction. We are still far from the first programming languages.
keep it secret – knowledge mustn’t fall into people’s hands
As we have seen, during the ’50s intense research activity took place in American Government-run centres. This research concentrated on computing and related sciences. We know less about what was happening in the USSR at the time, but it is easy to imagine a similar situation. However, while the Soviet scientists were very competent, they did not have access to the same kind of investment, as well as having to battle with a stiff bureaucracy; this slowed down their progress.

Initially all this newly acquired knowledge was confined within the research centres and there was neither plan nor intention to make it public. Naturally, many researchers ended up working in Universities – some because they had ended their Government contracts, some because they wanted to expand their research into other fields.

At the same time IBM began to understand the commercial potential of computing outside of Government applications.

winds of change
Despite many of the innovative studies being protected by non-disclosure acts or by being classified top secret, it was inevitable that those researchers, who had now become lecturers, would transfer their knowledge to their students, directly or indirectly.

Do not forget either that we are at the beginning of the ’60s, a time in history when, particularly in American Universities, young people thought that they could change the world (and they did have a slight chance too…).

Moreover, the American Government understood the profits that could have derived from creating a new generation of highly trained people, once they had “settled down”. In the light of these considerations, American students of the 1960s enjoyed a considerable degree of freedom and were able to make use of vast resources, both in terms of facilities and of funds.

Here, then, we see a whole generation of hippies and eccentrics with enormous (compared to the rest of the world) resources, encouraged to experiment freely and to create something new.
It is in the ’60s that ideas like Virtual Reality were born. VR was born simultaneously in Army Research Centres (first and foremost for simulation and testing purposes) and in the Universities (for science and entertainment).
We will get back to this point later, as there was still much to be developed before computer graphics were born and before Virtual Reality could become a viable reality.
now we start talking!

Let us step back a bit.

Initially, the way to “talk” to the big boxes was through perforated cards. The computer technician would punch the cards, a hole=0, a non-hole=1. With this system that – now that we are used to the mouse, the touch screen and the virtual glove – feels positively primeval, the programmer (who was still a member of a limited élite) would describe to the computer the operations that it was meant to perform. The computer would read the card, do the calculations and answer by punching a similar card and spitting it out. These cards were, again, understood by the computer technician only.

The computer’s memory was then limited to an archive of punch cards or, a little later, perforated paper rolls (remember Jaquard and his textile machines?). This was cumbersome and hardly practical.

To give you an idea, a postcard-sized photograph that you can see on screen, can amount to several pages of code in the computer’s “mind”. (see “the computer’s eyes”) This because it is described with a modern programming language, which is already a very concise way of writing a description. If the same picture were to be “written” in plain binary language it could take several hundred pages of zeros and ones. Today you can click on a few buttons and get your image scanned and displayed on screen, whereas only fifty years ago you would have had to describe each individual pixel’s characteristics by punching holes in series of cards or in yards of paper rolls. That would only be if the computers of fifty years ago had had a screen, and the capacity to understand and represent an image . . .

from paper to tape
The next step towards a more reasonable usability of computers was to replace the paper with magnetic tape. This had been developed and improved for audio recording, and it was the best available medium to record and store computer data. The first experimental model was BINAC in 1948.

It is at this point that the room-sized computers mutated into those metal “wardrobes”, usually blue and grey with big reels of tape that you see in some vintage Sci-Fi movies. With this system the ability to store and quickly retrieve information increased dramatically. If Bush had been there at the time, he might well have melted with pleasure and envy thinking of his original idea of using microfilms.

A meaningful figure: at the beginning of the 1950s, there were about twelve computers in the USA.

the transistor
With the invention of the transistor, the electronic era and the real revolution could begin.

The first transistor was invented in 1948. Barden, Brattain and Shockley won a Nobel Prize for this discovery. The first computers employing transistors were the IBM 7090 and TX-O, the latter designed in 1956 at the MIT (Massachusetts Institute of Technology).

Kilby at Texas Instruments designed the first integrated circuit in 1958.
These two single elements enabled miniaturisation, the reduction in prices and, in short, and the existence of personal computers, as we know them now, at the beginning of the 21st century.

first software and programming languages
Something that these computers still lacked was an interface – a direct system of communicating with the machine. There was no way to see what the computer was doing while it was doing it without interfering with its calculations. At this point, one major improvement was to modify the electric typewriter keyboard and fit it onto the computer. Again we see the adaptation of a pre-existing item, and its integration with the computing machine.

A further step forward was the creation of printers based on punching needles. These were so noisy that they had to be put in separate rooms or soundproof boxes. They would print out miles of perforated paper that would pile up in the print room, again something you see in some vintage movies.

At this point we are beginning to get close to a more familiar object, more directly recognisable as an ancestor of modern personal computers.

The IBM 700 series, brought out in 1952, can be considered the first of this generation of computers. Nonetheless, these were still machines based on valves; very expensive and complex, not designed for the general public.

With the IBM 704 series, a programming language was born, it enabled the programmer to instruct the computer with something similar to the English language. This was the first step towards teaching the computer to understand humans rather than the other way round.

This first language was called FORTRAN (FORmula TRANslation) and its specs were defined in 1957, kick-starting a process of creation and evolution of programming languages that is still under way.

After FORTRAN, ALGOL (ALGOrithmic Language) and COBOL (Common Business Oriented Language) were born; this last was still in use in the ’90s.

The 1960s saw the development of a series of specific languages, directed towards a new kind of user, more commercial than scientific. Another milestone of this period was the IBM 709, the first computer equipped with a CPU (central processing unit) where the control unit and the arithmetic unit were for the first time integrated.

the operating system is coming
The second fundamental milestone was the appearance of the first operating systems, the ancestors of DOS, Macintosh System and Unix. (Why do I not mention Windows? Because it is not an operating system! Later we will talk about this, one of the biggest scams of the century.)
These operating systems were designed to automatically handle a series of routine tasks, performing control procedures on the internal resources and executing programs. It was at this time that the term “software” was invented, to describe computer programs that include pre-codified specific functions.

the Massachusetts Institute of Technology
It is worth saying a few words about MIT. Of the many American Universities, this is perhaps the one that contributed the most innovative and revolutionary research and experimentation of all. The majority of the new technologies that we all employ or live with in our daily life, originated at MIT. The campus is a lively centre of experimentation, with the oddest kind of projects all taking place simultaneously; it is an experimental laboratory where anyone with a congenial idea, however mad it may sound in a conventional context, can find the ideal environment in which to develop it.

From the beginning, MIT was sponsored by private industry. All the world’s major corporations invest heavily in it, knowing that sooner or later they will reap the financial benefits. It is a rather peculiar case in as far as the investors do not have much of a say in how their money is spent. This is mainly the result of Nicholas Negroponte’s leadership and policies: over the years, he and his team have managed to demonstrate that pure research can lead a very long way if it is not conditioned by politics and direct commercial purposes.

During the 1950s, thinking of owning a personal computer was not only against the mainstream but also downright forbidden. Douglas Engelbart (inspired by some old writings by Bush) was perhaps the first person that understood the conceptual and social importance of allowing the general public to access computers. The concept was revolutionary – it envisaged the computer as an “amplifier” of human mind potential, rather than as a tool for financial and military applications.

Engelbart and the ’70s visionaries
Well in his seventies, Douglas Engelbart was still a very active researcher, regarded as the father of a whole generation of modern thinkers. Yet it took several years before anyone started taking his ideas seriously. During the ’60s Engelbart ran the ARC (Augmentation Research Centre) at Stanford Research Institute. There, he elaborated his thesis, based on the consciousness that the world was developing at an increasingly fast pace, and was becoming more complex than ever before. Mankind needed new tools to understand and to manage the planet. Computers were the ideal instruments to use in order to take charge of all that portion of our thinking processes which requires the storage and comparison of vast amounts of data. This would have freed the human mind from a great burden, allowing more space and time for creative thinking and processes.

Back in the ’50s, Engelbart was already thinking of a computer more or less as we know it today. He also hypothesised a kind of remote collaborative work that is more advanced than today’s Internet.
Working at the same time as Engelbart, but without the two knowing each other, another visionary was developing a similar theory. This was J.C.R. Licklider, professor at MIT.

Licklider was developing the idea of employing the computer as a work-mate, one which could be given the tasks not only of archiving, retrieving and combining data intelligently, but also those of developing simulations and “models”

At this point, though, Licklider was called upon to develop a defence system for American territory, as the U S Government was terrified by the launch of the Sputnick, which made them think the Soviets had surpassed them technologically and were ready to invade or destroy the USA.

Stemming from this research carried out at MIT, several technological improvements were made, such as adding a monitor to the computer (Engelbart himself was trying to modify a TV monitor for this purpose).

… maybe we can use the computer for something else
From this basic implementation followed the touch-screen, on-screen graphic representation, real time interaction, the graphic user interface, the electronic pen, visual simulation and indeed, as a consequence, all that we are familiar with now, from video games to video conferencing.

This project spawned another one, one that called for the participation of another seminal figure in this story: Ivan Sutherland, commonly recognised as the originator of computer-graphics.

On this second project, enjoying conspicuous financial support, Engelbart was called in to be part of the team. Fourteen years after the publication of his ideas, he could finally have at his disposal one million dollars a year and all the facilities and resources he needed to develop his “mind amplifier”.

Engelbart, Licklider and Sutherland: the world today would be a different place without them.

It was at MIT that someone, inspired by the three great men’s ideas, thought that computers could be used for something more fun and more useful than designing missiles and defence systems, bombs and spy satellites. To achieve this, it was essential to make computers more accessible, both in terms of use and of cost. The first step was hence to find a way to break the monopoly of programmers and computer technicians. The steps leading to this were logical and happened in sequence, thanks to the cross-fertilisation between various scientific and technological applications that were being developed in a variety of areas.

giant steps and here comes the Mac
IBM and Xerox, aware of the commercial potential deriving from the development of electronic devices, were designing all sorts of office machines, sponsoring the research at MIT as well as running their own research centres.

DEC (Digital Equipment Company) produced the first mini computer that only cost $250,000, instead of millions, and was as small as a sideboard; this machine accepted input from paper rolls and allowed for a certain degree of interaction.

Being able to see what the computer was doing was the first necessary step. As soon as the researchers at MIT succeeded in attaching a TV monitor to the computer, IBM produced the first series of personal computers with a keyboard and a monitor and these immediately invaded American offices.

This started a chain reaction, it caused the birth of software houses like Microsoft which started writing programs, (when they couldn’t steal them from someone else) and a multitude of small companies producing electronic components and software. Not by chance were many of these companies founded by ex-MIT students, young graduates from other Universities and people who had left Government research posts.

From that point onwards, most of the technological effort has gone into optimising the performance of computers, making them more and more capable of handling a variety of tasks, faster and more efficiently. The basic concept has not changed much over the last twenty years – a few fundamental improvements, such as the graphic user interface, have remained more or less the same since the introduction of the Macintosh system in the early ’80s.

In the meanwhile our friends at MIT, and a handful of other dreamers, were increasingly thinking of a “democratic” computer, one that could be used by anybody, and for creative purposes too.

At the same time, the entertainment industry had grown to massive proportions, and this became another source of finance for the technological research, mainly directed towards the development of tools and products for the creative industries: cinema, television and video games.

the birth of computer graphics.
Computer graphics were born out of a combination of needs. One was the need to create new consumer products, particularly a new kind of games, with a strong visual component and a high level of interaction. The other need was centred on simulation, particularly directed to the training of fighter plane and tank pilots. As aeroplanes and tanks had become more complex and expensive, it had also become more dangerous to let inexperienced pilots use them.

Most of the advanced systems of computer visualisation we commonly use today, from 3D modelling to real-time rendering, from digital photography to digital video, are derived from the devices initially developed for realistic flight simulation, remote missile control and the like.

By the end of the ’70s researchers had understood that if it was possible to tell the computer to switch on and off pixels on a screen, it was also possible to teach it how to draw. After all, it was just a matter of informing the machine of the co-ordinates in the bi-dimensional space of the screen where the pixels had to be placed. The first software to enable drawing on screen was absolutely primitive – nonetheless, it was a conceptual revolution. After all, the computer was in its infancy, and no one would expect a baby to know how to paint a masterpiece.

mouse, screen and graphic user interface
Another idea that came to mind to the same group of researchers at MIT was that if the computer could receive electric signals from a keyboard, there was no reason why something else could not be used instead.

They made a device that looked a bit like a mouse (hence the name we still use) which enabled drawing on screen; together they also designed a system to allow moving objects on a screen via commands given through a microphone.

These first drawings were actually made of tiny letters, since letters and numbers were the first graphical symbols that the computer had been taught to represent.
A demonstration was thus organised at MIT to present these revolutionary new devices to the sponsors. Such demos were held periodically, to show sponsors how their money was being spent.

The head of the project set up his computer, linked to a projector, to demonstrate the use of mouse and vocal command, together with a first hint of graphic interface.

He first drew a little boat using the mouse, then he got closer to the screen and said “computer, move this boat from x to y”. The boat stuttered across the screen and the young scientist turned around to face the audience, expecting a deluge of applause.
There was an embarrassing silence. The very important people in the audience thought they were the victims of a bad joke: some million dollars had been wasted to let a kid play, drawing little boats on a computer – a serious machine, designed to count money and to make money – this was inadmissible!

Everybody left in scorn, all but two: two young students from another University, the ones who had founded in their garage the company which was to become a legend, a multimillion dollar company that at the time nobody would take seriously, not least because of its name: Apple. How could anybody serious about business, give the name “Apple” to a company producing serious business machines!?
These two had understood that there were millions of potential “different” computer users out there. They were terrifically enthusiastic about what they had seen and decided to produce a computer specifically designed for image manipulation and other creative applications. Moreover, it had to be a computer that would not require any computer skills, not even a basic knowledge of DOS, the operating system that was (and still is) the core of all PCs.

The first true demonstration of a functioning system containing all the basic elements of a modern computer, including a graphic user interface, was given by the self same Engelbart.

This presentation is remembered as one of the crucial events of modern history. It happened in 1968 at the Fall Joint Computer Conference. On that occasion Engelbart presented a system that allowed human interaction with the machine. It employed icons to represent directories that could be “opened”, it had text shortcuts, and it also allowed cut-and-paste of both text and graphic elements within documents.

rock & roll, drugs and new visions
At the end of the 1970s things were changing rapidly. Among hippies and revolutionaries, there were some who understood that the system is better fought from the inside, and well equipped.
There was a general desire to appropriate the technology, aware of its empowering significance.

It is no accident that behind the most successful technological enterprises of that time we find people like the Grateful Dead, Jaron Lanier, Timothy Leary and other exponents of the rock music scene, of the beat generation, of the pacifist and hippie movements.

Apple set out to create a new computer, merging all the best ideas and projects developed at MIT and at the Xerox Parc (the research centre of Rank Xerox). After a troubled experiment with a computer called “Lisa” in 1984 the Macintosh was born, branded “the computer for those who hate computers”. The advertising campaign itself was a hit, inspired by Orwell’s book “1984″ and shot in a “Blade Runner” style (the film was made in 1982). The message was “down with Big Brother!”

This marked the beginning of a new era, of a new way of working and communicating, a new way of producing art and entertainment.

To begin with, most people in the business world disregarded Apple’s products as pointless and fanciful. Ever since then, all “serious” computing and business people have maintained that Apple is on the verge of collapsing – in fact they did risk going under several times, not for the quality of their products but for their totally insane way of handling marketing strategies.

Against all the odds, Apple grew and became a success. In its first years, sales increased at the rate of more than 100% a year, compared to losses of 15% to 20% made by IBM and other major manufacturers.
This made the giants think.

mad Mac
The first Mac was terribly expensive, compared to the PCs. Moreover, it was totally incompatible with anything else and there was very little software written for it.
However, this funny looking box kick-started a revolution that infiltrated all fields.

The Mac had a few very special characteristics:
- all operations were controlled via the mouse, except text input that was obviously done via the keyboard.
- an operating system based on a GUI, graphic user interface, representing all functions with icon. By clicking on the icon, one could perform all sorts of operations without ever needing to input a single line of code.
- it had an internal floppy drive, allowing files to be transferred from machine to machine.

This computer was so easy to use, and so unintimidating, that a child could use it with no need for instructions.

The graphic user interface was modelled on children’s needs and ways of learning. In fact, children were among the first users of these machines, which were introduced into various American schools in a series of educational projects. The results were astonishing. It is worth reading about some projects like Lego-Logo, where a group of children learned how to create “behaviours” with the Mac and assign these to mechanical creatures they had made with Lego blocks and electrical engines, which were effectively programmed and driven by the behaviours created with the Mac.

In a short time this toy-computer became the standard machine in Educational institutions at all levels in the States.

Desktop publishing…
The next area where the Mac found application was in publishing, effectively initiating Desk Top Publishing.

This was a milestone, particularly interesting for the subject we are examining. Let us remember that from Gutemberg’s invention of print, publishing had been an extremely powerful tool, in the hands of a few and capable of changing the public opinion in a world that had no radio nor television.

Before the Mac, the only chance anybody had had to see his or her work published was to sell it to a publisher. There had been no way to produce and distribute independent material at low cost and good quality. This explains the sudden success of a machine which would allow an individual to lay out text documents using the traditional typefaces, including images, (although only black & white and at low resolution) and print at a reasonable quality. This was a machine that could sit on a desktop and did not require technological knowledge.

The cost was high but still negligible if compared to the cost of setting up a newspaper or magazine and typography. Also, the fact that the Mac had an internal floppy drive meant that documents could be saved on floppies and sent to be printed elsewhere, thus minimising the distribution costs.

This was the first step of a series that led to electronic publishing, remote working, distance learning and global networking.

new tools, new users, new work
The success of the Mac in publishing meant that other companies started producing hardware and software for it, first for graphic applications, then for photography and finally for audio and video. Soon it became possible to work in colour and at high resolution and by 1988, the Mac was the standard computer for creative applications, allowing for input and output on paper, film and tape.

Something very important for those of us who work in creative areas is the possibility of concentrating on the style, look and content of what we are doing, rather than having to think of the technical aspects of the tool we are using. Once we know how a pencil works, we draw without having to bother thinking how the pencil works – we simply need to sharpen it from time to time. That was the concept behind the Mac, the computer as a tool that must become as transparent and friendly as the old familiar pencil.

Having understood this need, Apple concentrated on refining the operating system, making it more and more efficient and simple to use, and making sure that the operating system would take care of as many boring functions as possible (those operations which PC users had to do themselves, writing commands for the DOS system).

auch, here comes Microsoft
Here we have to get onto the Microsoft case, probably the biggest con of modern history and one of the most typically American success stories.

Microsoft started as a small group of programmers headed by Bill Gates. They knew that there was money to be made with software design and they were determined to make it, at all costs.

When they heard that IBM was desperately looking for an operating system, they told IBM that they had one and it would be ready in no time. In fact, they didn’t have any operating system, or the time to design one. However, they found someone who did, stole the code and promptly sold it to IBM, establishing the basis for one of the widest and richest empires of recorded history.

That was DOS, the operating system which has since then been at the core of all PC computers.

From then on, Microsoft dictated what computing had to be and how people had to work.

Six years later, IBM regretfully acknowledged that a market for a computer like the Mac, equipped with a graphic user interface, did exist. IBM had to resign itself to the necessity of providing a GUI for the PC, something that could be overlaid on DOS, the classic CLI (Command Line Interface).

At this point, Microsoft dished out Windows, a patchy copy of the Macintosh operating system. Not only did they charge a fortune for permission to use Windows, they also managed to blackmail IBM into buying a copy of Windows for each computer it would produce, but with ownership of the software remaining with Microsoft.

Microsoft also managed to convince the world that Windows was an operating system, while in reality it was – and is – simply a graphic “mediator”, providing an iconic interface to DOS, which remains the PC operating system.

The stories relating to Microsoft monopolistic policies and its unethical way of dealing with competitors are well known, yet the fact remains that Microsoft has managed to impose its ways and make a fortune. Its influence goes beyond the pure power of money. Having managed to force the whole world to use certain software, particularly the Office suite (Word/Excel/PowerPoint) and the browser Internet Explorer, it is conditioning the way people work and think, including the way people use the English language. All Microsoft software comes with predefined settings, presuming Microsoft to know what’s best for you and pretending it wants to make your life easier.
They even invented U.S. English as if it was a separate language – what about Scottish English or Irish English then or, for that matters, my “Italian English”?!

This means that most people in the world, except perhaps a few fussy British linguists, use the spell checking and dictionary which come as a standard with Word – these are obviously American spelling and an American dictionary, not always the best and certainly incomplete.

In this way Microsoft decides how people in the world should speak English.

Internet Explorer’s settings do not respect the design of web sites, unless the programmers include specific code to force IE to forget about its own settings and to respect the designer’s. IE decides how best you should view the information on the net.

Encarta, the CD ROM encyclopaedia produced by Microsoft and distributed in millions of copies worldwide, has attempted to change history by modifying some events and omitting others. Following complaints from many historians, the first versions have had to be amended. It still presents a world that is but a peripheral extension of the USA.

The reason why IBM accepted all of Microsoft’s conditions is quite simple: they could not do without a graphic user interface but they could not produce an operating system which, like the one on the Mac, integrated the GUI and the system. In order to achieve that, they should have redesigned the PCs’ architecture, which would have meant that the tens of millions of PCs sold up until then would have had to be scrapped. This would have obviously been suicide for IBM; so they just pulled their trousers down in front of Bill and let him do what he wanted. After all, Windows had probably saved them.

Immigration – short introduction (2010)

The perception of immigration and the impact it has on local economy and employment are distorted by the media and government propaganda.
The Home Office UK Border Agency site publishes constantly updated statistics. The November 2009 data show that immigration to the UK has been decreasing in recent years. 2009 has seen a reduction of 24% compared to 2008, the granting of asylum has fallen 12%, the applications from Eastern Europeans to work in the UK has fallen around 30%. A large percentage of the first wave of Eastern European immigrants have returned to their countries after a short stay in the UK.
The Office for National Statistics (ONS) November 2009 figures also show that net migration fell to 163,000 in 2008, from 233,000 in 2007.
Border and Immigration Minister Phil Woolas said: ‘Net migration is falling, showing that migrants come to the UK for short periods of time, work, contribute to the economy and then return home. […]
Saskia Sassen, in her Global City, New York, London, Tokyo, makes some very interesting points as to the gap between the perception and the reality of immigration, labor and community formation in these cities. London’s population in 1996 counted 5.358.000 white people and 1.636.000 non-white from all ethnic minorities combined. The 2006 figures are respectively 5.163.000 and 1.921.000, hardly the overwhelming invasion claimed by the BNP and some sections of society.

From the UK Border Agency site:
“We will control the numbers coming to the UK to maximise benefits for Britain
In 2008 net migration, as measured by the International Passenger Survey, fell to 118,000 from 209,000 in 2007, the lowest since the eight accession countries joined the EU in 2004. This represents a reduction of 90,000 in net migration to the UK.”
• Source: Office of National Statistics (ONS). Published on 27 August 2009.

“Asylum intake is less than a third of the level when it peaked in 2002”

“Migrants from accession countries have paid more in taxes then they’ve received in benefits and public services each year since 2004. In 2008/09, contribution to tax revenues exceeded expenditure by a ratio of 1.37.”
“Migrants from the A8 accession countries are 60% less likely than the native population to receive benefits and are 58% less likely to live in social housing. When these results are adjusted for demographic factors such as age, gender, education and dependent children, accession migrants are still 13% less likely to claim benefits and 28% less likely to live in social housing.”

• Source: Dustmann, Frattini and Halls – Assessing the Fiscal Costs and Benefits of A8 Migration to the UK Published in 2009.

“Migrants can have a positive impact on public services through employment in public sector occupations – for example, the OECD in 2007 estimated that 33% of doctors working in the UK health service in 2005 were trained overseas.”

• Source: Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development (OECD) 2007.

Already in 1984 Castles and Booth in their “Here for Good: Western Europe’s new ethnic minorities” analyzed the changes societies were undergoing due to the growing presence of people from many different countries and cultures. They compared different approaches implemented by societies that were undergoing a similar process, principally the UK, Canada and Australia. The same theme is developed further by Castles and Miller in 1998 in their “The age of migration: international populations movements in the modern world”. They take into consideration the resurgence of racism in these societies as a direct consequence of economic crises that exacerbate the tension between groups.

Sassen (ibid, 2001) observes how a combination of people’s attitudes and local government policies converge to form different perceptions of community and how these translate in the practice of daily life. Sassen relates changes and attitudes directly and starkly to the changes in global economics that not only determine the wealth and availability of work locally, but also are behind the migratory movements between various parts of the world. The magnet of global cities is ever stronger and governments must take these shifts in population and the cultural changes they imply very seriously if any form of cohesive society has to be achieved.
Castles and Miller, The Age of Migration (Chapters: The State and International Migration: The Quest for Control and Migrants and Minorities in the Labour Force)
Clear analysis of the pattern of migration and how these are now regulated by supra-national mechanisms that greatly diminish the power of control of national government, which nevertheless must convince their citizens they have the power to regulate and manage the influx and distribution of migrants.
Also how the contribution of immigrants, both in cultural and economic terms, is often greater than the cost.
The British government would gain by taking into consideration these analyses and translate them into policies that would benefit British society and result in long lasting changes.
Castles and Kosack (1973) discuss how already in the 60s French large trade unions were taking restrictive positions regarding immigration, believing that massive entry of cheap unregulated labor would have given free rein to bosses to resist the demands of local working class. This is a common position in Europe and the US that places “native” working classes against new immigrants.
Similar positions were taken by American trade unions at the beginning of the 20th century. In the words of one of the founding fathers of the American labor movement: “[…] it is simply a case of self-preservations of the American working class” (Gompers 1911).

Julia R. Watts – Immigration policy and the challenge of globalisation – Unions and employers in unlikely alliance:
It is since the 70s that globalisation has reduced the ability of government to control immigration, some labor movements are beginning to reverse their position and believe that restricting immigration results in increase in illegal unregulated situations which, on the long run, have negative consequences for both immigrants and local labour populations.
Spanish, French and Italian labor organisations were among the first in Europe to put pressure on their government to change immigration policies, turning them into regulatory systems rather than restrictive ones, in the belief that migration is a inevitable and fundamental component of globalisation.
A large percentage of the public opinion in most western countries is opposed to immigration; this includes a large number of people who were immigrants themselves. Facchini and Mayda (2008) published an interesting study on the “median pro-immigration public opinion” covering a large number of European countries and the US.

Anderson, K. and L.A. Winters (2008), “The Challenge of Reducing International Trade and Migration Barriers”, published by the Copenhagen Consensus 2008: […] “an increase in migrants from developing to high-income countries that accumulates to a 3 percent boost in the latter’s labour force (both skilled and unskilled) by 2025 might increase global income by nearly $700 billion a year by 2025.” and “this evidence strongly supports the view that gradual reductions in wasteful subsidies and trade barriers, including barriers to migration, would yield huge benefits for little economic cost.”

A dramatic shift in psychological attitude is required to allow these principles to become applicable to the reality of citizens in western countries.
Radical changes are necessary at the level of primary education curriculum, with a much more articulated and deep level of information on world geography, history, languages and religions.
The “pure” society that is believed to have existed at some point in the past is an illusion with no historical substance. Immigrants must be accepted with their identity, expected to respect the rules of civil society, where the respect is mutual. Fostering reciprocal understanding is essential, abandoning the assumption that immigrants have to unquestioningly accept the British way of life.
It is unthinkable to expect immigrants to wholly accept a way of life that for many appear totally illogical and in many cases even immoral and offensive.

Scary titles have repeatedly appeared in the press in recent years:
• Muslim Europe: the demographic time bomb transforming our continent
• Muslim population ‘rising 10 times faster than rest of society’
• Officials think UK’s Muslim population has risen to 2m
• U.K. Muslim Population Surges

Data from the 2001 UK census, as well as more recent data, are available through the websites of the Office of National Statistics and the UK Border Agency, for all to see and clearly demonstrating how these titles are false and misleading.
See also a BBC clarification “debunking a YouTube hit” and various videos on youtube for and against the issue

Us and the “others” (2010)

Do scientific formulations of ‘racial difference’ continue to circulate?

The perception of the “sources of truth” shifts with time. The concept of “race” was originally based on scientific reasoning that, in the age of Enlightenment, when science was replacing religion in the minds of people, made it plausible and justified slavery.
Over a century after the abolition of slavery miscegenation was still illegal in parts of the US. The idea of race, its deep roots, haven’t gone away and new theories, including some based on genetics, are coming back to support the idea of races, and the almost inevitable consequent debate on superiority/ inferiority.
The resurgence of racial science is being debated but I would argue that limiting the discussion to this specific subject is overlooking important factors that influence other areas of society and should be considered in a wider psychosocial context.
I intend to look at key elements that are common to a range of discriminations and abuses, and the way they are connected. These elements relate to a need for “the other” necessary to recognise the “self” and it applies to all disposable “others” from old people in industrial societies to children in developing countries, from illegal migrants to forced labourers, from child soldiers to sex slaves, from civilians in war zones to those in the way of development.

The basics
Those who assume they are entitled to safety, to a secure life unhindered by the possibility of harm, are condemned to a state of anxiety. The illusion of freedom we have been sold is to a large extent a cheat. Our false sense of security, our impression of making choices of our own free will rely on the acceptance of a manufactured reality, one where the definition of “reality TV” can be used for the most unreal programmes ever produced. Without going as far as fearing a future of Orwellian dimension, we should be vigilant and vocal in the critique of power. There is a continuum linking organised transatlantic slave trade, the systematic extermination of ethnic groups, the collateral victims of modern warfare and the victims of man made global environmental disasters.

The comeback of racial science
The 1980s have seen a comeback of scientific theories related to race, proposed by researchers who mostly refuse any racist connotation. Many recent racial theories claim validation through genetics and look at heritable characteristics.
Prime examples are the theories expressed by Arthur Jensen in his “g Factor” and those by Charles Murray and Richard Herrnstein in “The Bell Curve”. The g factor is an attempt to provide a method to measure intelligence, adopted by a number of researchers who, by applying the g factor criteria, concluded that some races are measurably more intelligent than others.
The scientific world is divided on these issues and there are critics such as Stephen Jay Gould and Richard Lewontin who have discredited these theories that nevertheless hold a disturbing fascination for the public and the press. Eugenics has been revived too, and there are worrying examples of it being applied to vulnerable individuals such as in the case of Project Prevention (Children Requiring a Caring Kommunity or C.R.A.C.K.) an American non-profit organisation that pays drug addicts $ 200 to 300 for volunteering to be sterilised.

The proposers of racial science aren’t necessarily charlatans. As recently as 2007 even James Watson (Nobel Prize, co-discoverer of DNA with F. Crick) referred to research proving the inferior intelligence of black people. He subsequently apologised, but the idea that racially related differences can be measured with IQ tests persists, and the validity of such tests isn’t questioned enough.
In Race: Science’s Last Taboo, Rageh Omaar (Rageh Omaar – Race and Intelligence: Science’s Last Taboo Channel 4 (UK) 2009 interviewed a number of scientists on both sides of the fence, all equally convinced of the correctness of their position, none able to provide a conclusive answer to the question of racialdifferences, especially when it comes to intelligence.
The concept of intelligence itself should be questioned, as there may be many kinds, each suited for a different purpose, none superior or inferior in absolute terms.

IQ tests, is it a farce?
The inherent weakness of IQ tests is the reference points and units of measurement they employ.
Lacking an agreed definition of intelligence any mention of absolute and comparable values has no ground to stand on.
A series of tests and evaluation scales have been developed and applied to population samples2, these include complex elaborations such as Eysenck’s theory of personality.
Most theories that seek to prove the immutable essence of intelligence through IQ tests seem to start from assumptions and proceed backwards to find the evidence to support them.
[Eysenck's theory of personality is based on the Maudsley Medical Questionnaire, Eysenck Personality Inventory (EPI), Eysenck Personality Questionnaire (EPQ) and Sensation Seeking Scale, the Eysenck Personality Profiler (EPP)]

These also seem to camouflage their racist slant behind a set of data, which only “accidentally” shows connections between race and intelligence. Key assumptions of modern racial science are that intelligence can be measured, and given a numeric value on a given scale, it can be inherited genetically, is permanent and immutable, does not evolve and is not affected by social and economic factors.
Any test tailored to the mainstream belief system of a place and time may prove conclusively the inferiority of a sampled group. The debate around hypothesis such as those expressed in the Bell Curve neglect to consider that the same group may prove vastly superior when taking a test based on different criteria.
The relativity and subjectivity of any idea of superiority/inferiority is so blatantly obvious that the seriousness with which some researchers present theirfindings in this area is farcical.
Sadly History proves that farcical ideologies and fanciful scientific evidence have all too frequently succeeded in gaining the public’s acceptance. The lack of questioning of these theories in the public debate, and the sensationalist press coverage they receive, are a matter of concern. In the case of The Bell Curve the book was published without the customary peer review, and informed critique only appeared long after the book had sold a considerable amount of copies.

Fundamentalism as a prerequisite for racism and discrimination
Fear and ignorance combine to create a fertile ground for fundamentalism.
Fundamentalism implies blind acceptance of concepts of good and evil. Once these are established it becomes surprisingly easy to condition large numbers of people to support the most atrocious deeds. Tariq Ali looks at the growing fundamentalist attitude in all sides of modern society in his The Clash of Fundamentalisms raising some extremely important points on this alarming development.
In The Genius of Charles Darwin Richard Dawkins Channel 4 (UK) 2009 met American creationists who, in their absolute refusal of the theory of evolution, exemplify the utter blindness a fundamentalist faith can generate, the complete removal of questioning and observing abilities.

Endless atrocities committed by groups of humans on others were made possible by a temporary suspension of the critical ability of the perpetrators. In all cases the victims were not perceived as human, the psychological mechanism behind these atrocities can be seen as a mass loss of consciousness.

The German people supporting the Nazi party weren’t inherently evil. They decided not to see. The same applies to all populations who have been on the winning side of conflicts and exterminations or races that have been in the dominant position. The US using the nuclear bomb in Japan, the napalm in Vietnam, all the way to the most sophisticated weaponry tested in the current war in Iraq provide typical examples of this tendency.
The heart of the matter is the idea of us and the others, where the others are disposable, less than human beings. The African slaves deported to the US during the transatlantic trade were posing no problem to the conscience of good willing European Christians, they were the “others”.

My mother was a teenager in Italy during WWII, I asked her if at the time she had ever questioned the sudden disappearance of whole families. She said all that people knew came from newspapers and the radio. Only towards the end of the war rumours started circulating, timid whispers against the bombastic officialdom. Similar accounts appear in interviews with German and Polish civilians who, more or less consciously, decided to ignore the horror developing around them, as it was directed against the “others”.

During the war in the ex-Yugoslavia the news reports were presenting harrowing images of the massacres of civilians in Bosnia. The general public in Italy was unusually shocked. Remarkably people were much more disturbed by these images than those possibly even more shocking of the genocide in Rwanda occurring in the same period. What made the perception of two equally appalling events different was that the images from Bosnia came from towns that looked like the Italian ones and were only a few miles away, with people who looked the same, wore the same clothes, drove the same cars. It was impossible for people to remove themselves psychologically from the horror. These “others” weren’t others enough and here possibly lies one explanation for a key mechanism of the human psyche that plays an important part in all disguises of modern racism.

In a trip to Italy in 1998 I noticed a compound built in an open space where kids used to play football; men were idling among the low buildings, smoking, hanging clothes on the line, two rows of high fence topped with barbed wire surrounded the barracks, in between the two fences police patrols, with machine guns and dogs, were walking the perimeter. I was told this was one of the temporary accommodations for illegal immigrants. The site disturbingly resembled a concentration camp. In a residential area of a modern European city, under the eyes of people leading a peaceful, comfortable life, and no one asking questions. The people in the compound are “others” and we don’t dare call this racism, we have practical reasons to take control of their lives, to remove their individual identities and personal stories, to seclude them and expel them, to prevent them from disturbing our peace.

Lets go to holy war
Going to war is when the concept of “others” comes into full play. Peter Ustinov in Attention! Prejudice declares: “terrorism is the war of the poor, war is the terrorism of the rich”. The build up of support for the war in Iraq was surprisingly fast. The combined forces of media and official government communication swiftly led to a renunciation to reason by the majority of people. It also led to an equally rapid change of attitude towards the Islamic community. All of a sudden “we” had an “other” to blame for our fear, an other we knew little about, which made it all the more frightening. Millions of people, of different nationalities, languages and cultures, were bundled in a uniform entity to be feared and hit before it could hit us. Canetti opens his “Crowds and Power” with: “There is nothing that man fears more than the touch of the unknown” and continues “It is only in a crowd that man can become free of this fear of being touched. That is the only situation in which the fear changes into its opposite”

The modern world hasn’t shed this ancestral fear. The new race theories are a way to legitimises the destructive fear of one crowd being unleashed on another. A psychological transfer takes place and suddenly the illegal immigrants are threatening the way of life of the wealthy industrialised world, Islam is intent in conquering the Christian-Judaic West, Africans are intent in spreading deadly epidemics. The subjective characters of these “others” are irrelevant, the need to defend our way of life against them results in unity. The primeval nature of this phenomenon goes largely unnoticed, and fragile scientific evidence is accepted as credible justification for the abolition of civil liberties and freedom of expression.

The Australian journalist Wilfred Burchett was the first to arrive in Hiroshima two days after the atomic bomb was dropped. He reported the horror but was silenced. Describing the suffering of the others wasn’t acceptable, American conscience wasn’t to be disturbed by any acknowledgement of the humanity of the others.

The “embedded reporters” in the Iraq war are just an evolution of an old idea; formalising it sheds some light on the sanitised and controlled media (Butler 2009) we are served, and should make us question the credibility of reporting as a whole, evoking the observations on the “virtually unlimited authority” of images discussed by Susan Sontag in On Photography, where the image becomes reality rather than documenting it.

In his seminal Orientalism Said examined the ability of humans to project their imaginary concepts on other groups and disregard reality altogether, in modern society these projection have become more real then reality and dramatic decisions are taken based on them.
In the run up to the war in Iraq dissenting voices of intellectuals such as Arundathi Roy, John Berger, Hanif Kureishi, Ahdaf Soueif, Tariq Ali and many more were not only denied space to express their critique, but were openly accused of treason and complicity with the “enemy”. Judith Butler (2004) eloquently argues this point when discussing “what we can hear” and mourning the reduction of debate to the “With us or against us” of the Neo Conservative rhetoric.

In a 2003 articleMesopotamia. Babylon. The Tigris and Euphrates April 02, 2003 Arundathi Roy said: “In most parts of the world, the invasion of Iraq is being seen as a racist war. The real danger of a racist war unleashed by racist regimes is that it engenders racism in everybody – perpetrators, victims, spectators. It sets the parameters for the debate, it lays out a grid for a particular way of thinking”.

The terms of the debate have changed, not the substance. The African black or American Indian have been replaced by the Muslim, a mythical figure of turbaned, bearded dark ghost from a barbaric past. Bamboozled by an efficient propaganda run by the media, owned in large part by the same corporations profiting from wars and exploitations around the world, the West has embarked on a new colonisation process, masked as liberation and democratisation, one that, not surprisingly, the rest of the world has interpreted as modern day crusades.

Yet the crusades too were presented to us as a noble effort to bring freedom to the oppressed. Little matters that “we” were the barbarians, uncivilised invaders and mindless exterminators.
If the citizens of medieval Europe could be excused for their ignorance, one would have hoped for a better critical ability of the 21st century European and American public, instead we have witnessed a vast abdication to reason, a surrender of the freedom of expression and a farcical pretence of justice.
In October 2001 I was expelled from an online discussion board for having expressed the opinion that it was important to try to comprehend the causes behind 9/11, because without that knowledge and understanding we would have no way to prevent it from happening again. I was immediately accused of being an anti American pro-terrorists. What surprised me most was that the people participating in the forum were musicians and artists, until then open minded and reasoning individuals. They had instantly stiffened in a blindly defensive position, turning overnight into patriots and supporters of a holy war against the enemies of freedom and justice.

The debate (or lack of) that took place in the Western world evolved along the same lines. Even moderate people seemed rapidly converted to the cause of war. Dissenting voices were coming from the US too, many had been warning against the dangers of US foreign politics long before 9/11, but one has the impression that, at crucial times, the voice of reason is a faint whisper drowned by the thunder of propaganda.

Disposable
What is the value of hundreds of thousands civilians killed in Iraq? Why are they invisible to the citizens of the “Coalition of the willing”? How aware are these of their personal contribution to the killing (in tax money at least)? Are they at peace with their conscience because in some way convinced those dead are less than human, (Butler, 2004, Berger, 2007) disposable, not someone’s son, daughter, mother, father?
While examining the framework of the Guantanamo detainees situation Butler raises a fundamental question: who decides, ad how, who qualifies as human? This is a crucial component of the discourse as it applies to all forms of inequality. The obvious answer would have to be that no one can make that decision and that all are human beings and thus have equal rights. This realisation alone would nullify claims of superiority, racial, religious or otherwise. Yet this simple but fundamental step seems one that few have managed to take.
While all religions in some way declare this equality of all beings, it is in the name of one religion or the other that the most execrable persecutions of the “others” took place in human history.
It is like making rules that apply to all but the rule-maker. It is like playing god. It is what radical, extremist fundamentalists excel at and I would extend this definition to include the US neoconservatives maneuvering Bush as well as the leaders of Al-Qaeda, the proposers of racial theories as well as heads of religious groups, the radical Israeli politicians and their Iranian mirror images. And they are not alone. Their followers are responsible too, and should be held accountable, as without their connivence no fundamentalism would be possible.

The horror of torture and systematic humiliation that totalitarian regimes (paranoid by nature) impose on their (real or presumed) opponents is a dark component of human history. The same mechanism reappears in all the situations where a group dominates another, in war, in occupations, in racist biased relationships in school, work or domestic environments.

The unconditional acceptance of diversity is essential to the development of societies where conflict and abuse are moderated. This acceptance entails a deep change in both political systems and individuals; it applies to racial and cultural differences as much as gender, age, religion and sexuality. To achieve this broad acceptance of “otherness” a shift in attitude is required at all levels; this may be a utopian aim, it is nevertheless a worthwhile pursuit, in the knowledge that nothing less would suffice, all other local, specific, individual changes, modifications to the law, formal recognition of rights, won’t effectively modify the substance of these deeper roots of the problem.

This requires a higher level of self-confidence, one that can’t be imposed, an acknowledgment of each other’s fragility and interdependence, the ability to open up and confide in each other, accepting the risks this entails. Lévinas discusses eloquently (Butler, 2004, p: 131, 138) the essentiality of the other for the discovery of the self; it is through the face-to-face encounter with the other, and within an ethic of mutual respect, that we build the knowledge of ourselves.

In this respect it is symptomatic that in the racial hatred, the aggression against the foreigner, the attack against other nations, we are never shown the face of the other, we must not recognise in them the same humanity that makes us people, we must have in mind the symbol these others represent, (Butler, 2009) the menacing shade they cast over our security. Should we be allowed to see the faces of individuals, should the media present us with what are undeniably human beings, our support for the wars, our acceptance of racial science, our agreement with immigration policies would waver.

In LA Hélène Cixous poignantly portrays the world of those with no face, relegated to a claustrophobic space, in her books she refers to women, but the feeling applies to all the “others” who are denied ownership of their life. Occasionally the media presents a case that simultaneously gives a face to the victim and a reassurance as to the justification of our actions. Hence the child who lost his legs and is airlifted to London to be taken care of and releases interviews full of gratitude, or the adoption of orphaned children. We killed their parents, destroyed their homes, maimed them, traumatised them, so now we can help them and show everyone how good we are. The paradox is so utterly evident that only the public’s unawareness is more paradoxical.

The world is mine
The concept of total world domination is evidently absurd; nonetheless, far from being confined to the realm of fiction, it has been the backbone and leitmotif of empires, religions and races. In the affirmation of one above the others, in condemning the believers of other religions to hell (metaphorically or in actual deeds of aggression) individuals and groups dream of attaining absolute control, one where any “other” and all differences are eliminated, by assimilation or destruction.

This fundamental human behaviour hasn’t changed in its substance over the centuries, and perhaps we should consider ways in which it can be tamed and managed. Tahar Ben Jelloun (1999) criticises the French attitude towards its North African immigrants, seeing a covert racism behind the official policy of integration, where all citizens are equal, providing they accept the French way of life, in a word: providing they can shed their “otherness”. This is an attitude that has become increasingly common in Western countries, in their attempts to create a nominally multicultural society where everyone adopts the same, local and prevailing culture.

In his critique to the French system Ben Jelloun refers to the concept of hospitality as expressed by Derrida in his “On Hospitality” which in turn looks back to the ancient tradition of hospitality in the Mediterranean and Arab worlds, a complex and deeply rooted tradition that adopts an attitude of total respect for the guest, for the same “other” that in the modern Western society is despised by racism, segregated by restrictive policies, and attacked in his own home.

As far back as 1795 in his “Perpetual Peace” Kant mentioned the concept of hospitality as a cornerstone of a peaceful world, he said “The Law of World Citizenship Shall Be Limited to Conditions of Universal Hospitality” and yet the fear of the unknown has consistently prevailed, causing hostility toward the other. It is worth noting that Kant’s essay was being written at the same time as the scientific theories on race were being developed, and the concept of superior and inferior races was being created; Kant himself accepted the superiority of white over black for a period, believing the latter to be less equipped to make informed intellectual choices, essential to creating structured societies.

In examining the race riots that took place in various towns in the north of England in the Summer of 2001 Amin (2002) and Ritchie, in his extensive report on Oldham (2001), examine how tension that was primarily of a socio-economic nature, was presented to (and understood by) the public as racially motivated.
That biased understanding led to the misinterpretation of a complex situation, largely removing responsibility from the shoulders of government and local authorities, to put the blame on the “others”, in this case mainly young British Muslim Asians, who were perceived as biting the hand that fed them, ignoring the cul-de-sac society had pushed them in. Initially welcomed when their labour was required by British industry these people were now no longer required and acceptable, they had to be demonized in some way, to demonstrate their unworthiness. Unsurprisingly far right groups jumped on the opportunity to exploit the events to their ends, and when, shortly after, 9/11 happened the association in people’s mind became obvious: black-asian-mulsim=terroristdanger,all in one, all the same.

I panic, you do what you want
The state of emergency is an expedient commonly used to achieve popular consensus: a population convinced of being at risk will accept a state of emergency and implicitly allow for the suspension of law, the condemnation of people without evidence, on the basis of hearsay or because of their belonging to a racial, ethnic or religious group. In a state of emergency leaders are given carte blanche to act as they please towards their nation’s subjects as well as other nations; once reached a critical point the erosion of civil liberties progresses very fast.

The state of emergency causes the critical ability of people to be temporarily “deactivated”, leaving them in a state of para-hypnosis; as long as this state can be extended, raising periodical alarm signals, those in power will be allowed to act unbridled.
This mechanism is so clear and well documented that it defies understanding how it can work so effectively and in such different cultural contexts. A striking example of shameless partiality are the reasons alleged by the US to justify the invasion of Iraq; ironically these applied more fittingly to another nation, Israel, and if any coherence was to be found in international politics the coalition should have attacked Israel first. While this hypothesis is absurd and not auspicable, it is a useful exercise to analyse the unequal application of principles.

We are told the Iraqi, the Muslim world, are the common enemy, they are the “others” threatening us; the Israeli are our friends, the descendants of those who were, for a long time, the “others”.
How did we change our attitude so radically without it being questioned? The Christian world was united for centuries against Jews and Arabs, and then “adopted” the Jews (after having conveniently reduced their numbers) and joined forces to fight Islam.

Another useful if paradoxical exercise would be to imagine for a moment Islam, Judaism and Hinduism allied against the Christian world. To imagine what it feels like having no rights, no voice, no face, no place: undeserving and disposable.
Perhaps what we have to strive for is the removal of binary concepts of good and evil, with us or against us. Black and white is not the colour code of peaceful and respectful societies. Confrontation results in conflict and victims, even victory is an illusory and transient state of which victors are the victims.

I am the Law
What Butler refers to in her “infinite detention” chapter (2009) is in fact a seriously underestimated and dangerous feature of contemporary politics. We are witnessing a growing attitude of heads of state who, with the support of the financial élites and a controlled media, have sought to acquire a kind of absolute power that used to be prerogative of monarchs, beyond and above the law. Expanding on the concepts of governmentality and sovereignty elaborated by Foucault in 1978 Butler (ibid) centers her analysis on the issue of Guantanamo bay and the attitude of the Bush administration that so blatantly flaunted international conventions, putting itself above the law on the basis of “exceptions”.

I maintain that the concept applies on a much larger scale to the way power is developing in the modern world and conditions, in the context of globalisation, a wide range of social, political, moral and legal issues. The reasons employed to support these exceptions and make them acceptable to a large enough section of population are untenable, yet they work. We must accept that they are part of a psychological construct deeply rooted in the human psyche. More work is required to understand this if effective counteraction is to be devised.
The debate must leave the halls of academia and overflow in more public arenas, on television and the web, we need a language of the masses. A widespread awakening is unlikely but a development of a more rational and critical ability of the public is possible, but it requires a will from those in power, it implies self-confidence and the ability to accept the risk of exposing ourselves.

The war in Iraq and the management of the Guantanamo detention centre are prime and most visible examples of this trend, but Putin’s Russia, Berlusconi’s Italy, Chavez’s Venezuela are all exemplar of a tendency spreading among modern democracies, sharing common elements that should be analysed and understood. If we don’t we risk to lose some important conquests, hard won changes such as the end of colonialism and improved social equality for ethnic and gender minorities.
In this context the reappearance of racial science is neither surprising nor unique; it is symptomatic of a resurgence of reactionary attitudes, of an attempt on the part of privileged minorities to re-appropriate a position of advantage they have lost.
These minorities are using a populist language to capture the support of masses that, despite the presumed general improvement of education and access to information, are still prone to fall prey to the carefully managed propaganda machinery. These masses tend to idolise the same rulers who are cheating them of precious liberties, and make popular divas of them.

Allowing a government to set itself above the law and the duty to respect international agreements sets a dangerous and powerful precedent. Who could legitimately criticise Iran or North Korea should they recur to drastic measures in self-defence or follow the way of “pre-emptive attack”? After all they have been repeatedly threatened by an opponent that is clearly capable and willing to inflict serious damage and has demonstrated the ability to do so unprovoked and against the wish of the international community.
What example could the West give to these countries should they decide to ignore diplomatic pressure and international agreements? The game of reciprocal provocation could end in disaster, as it very nearly did during the cold war.
The actions of the Bush administration have seriously damaged the credibility of the West as a whole, created a hostile environment, increased the dangers of conflict and terrorism, weakened the unity of the Western countries and contributed to an increase in racism and fundamentalism on both sides, effectively moving the clock back a few decades.

In his Age of Fallibility, (2007) George Soros aptly summarises the attitude of the US under Bush: “Tyranny, Violence, Ignorance, Arrogance”. Future administrations will have a difficult task repairing the damage done, and it may take generations to reprogram the general public’s attitudes to a more open minded, peaceful and progressive mindset.
The arbitrary interpretation of international law shamelessly employed by governments such as the US and Israel bears an ominous resemblance to the origins of the Catholic Inquisition in Europe, when a radical interpretation of dogma devolved absolute power to the clerical élite, which could hold to ransom communities and rulers.
The events of the last decade are alarming and we should feel the duty to alert the public of the dangers represented by the concentration of unregulated power in the hands of unqualified political, financial, religious and scientific élites. Soros, in his Open Society, (2000) and Joseph Stiglitz in a number of recent articles have presented convincing analysis of these changes in modern societies. Both forecasted the disastrous consequences of short sighted, fundamentalist positions in politics and finance. Most of these predictions proved accurate, from the quagmire of the war in Iraq to the dire consequences of the unregulated power of financial institutions.

Give me back my borders!
In the century of globalisation drawing borders around nation-states and local entities is anachronistic. Many feel this as a loss, a source of uncertainty and weakness that leads them to act defensively in self-preservation. Obsolete solutions are then sought to shore up the crumbling sand castle; new scientific evidence emerges to confirm racial supremacies, new intelligence is found to confirm the need for preemptive aggression. Again, the motivation is the usual need for control, for confirmation of the unchangeable nature of things.
The weak need violence to quench their fear of impotence and vulnerability. The weaker individuals and societies are, the harsher and remorseless will be their violence against others. Labelling the US “weak” may sound inappropriate, but there have been repeated instances when the US has shown the world a puerile, capricious and morally weak image.
The question remains: if this fear of difference, of change, of the “other” is innate in our being human, an ancestral survival instinct, can we even begin to hope we’ll be able to overcome it? Will we ever be able to acknowledge we should try to overcome it? If we go by the historical evidence we should say no, but is his realisation enough to make us renounce our attempts to instigate a shift?

Contemporary multicultural societies should inevitably result in a merging that makes any clear distinction between us and the others impossible (Sassen, 2001, Joseph Stiglitz “The cost of the Iraq war” and “International Issues” series of articles available at Columbia University’s site, Bauman, 2001, Castles and Kosack, 1973, Watts, 2002).
If consistent and effective effort was made to develop a truly multicultural attitude in education from primary school, if the media were held accountable for the diffusion of incorrect and unsubstantiated information, if international agreements were respected and enforced with no exceptions, perhaps even our ancestral instincts would evolve to suit a new reality, rather than striving to maintain or create one that is largely fictional.

Concluding
We are living a moment of crucial historical change, unity is essential toachieve lasting positive results.
A rereading of Lévi-Strauss’ Tristes Tropiques (1955) may be useful to meditate on some innate features of human nature, on the suspicion for the “other” and the seeming inevitability of conflict as an ever present element of our history. As the author says “Every effort to understand destroys the object studied in favour of another object of a different nature.” In today’s multicultural society we still apply a monocultural filter to interpret the world; (Bhatt, 2008, Butler, 2009, Amin, 2002) this must change if we are to hope for a manageable, liveable future. Human beings have the intellectual ability and necessary knowledge to counteract these systemic faults, but in order to succeed those who are aware of the dangers must coordinate their actions and overcome the fragmentation of their initiatives.

The existing well informed, dissenting voices must find an effective way to reach the public, least they get drowned by the white noise of propaganda and mass media disinformation.

Was Aristotle mistaken when, in his Ethics, he theorised men’s ability to strive towards happiness and positivity?

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No Choice but War? – Paul Starr Volume 13, Issue 18. October 7, 2002
War Resisters – The numbers are in and the “nays” are growing. – John B. Judis Volume 13, Issue 18.
October 7, 2002
Neither Consent nor Dissent – Bush’s uncontested war. – Benjamin R. Barber Volume 13, Issue 20.
November 4, 2002
Deter and Contain – It worked against Joseph Stalin, so why not against Saddam Hussein? – Morton H.
Halperin Volume 13, Issue 20. November 4, 2002.
A Reckless Rush to War: The Editors on an ill-advised invasion of Iraq — and why it’s not too late
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The Pentagon Muzzles the CIA – Devising bad intelligence to promote bad policy. – Robert Dreyfuss
Volume 13, Issue 22. December 16, 2002
The Unconvincing Case for War. – Robert Kuttner Volume 13, Issue 22. December 16, 2002
The High and the Mighty – Bush’s national-security strategy and the new American hubris. – Stanley
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Just the Beginning – Is Iraq the opening salvo in a war to remake the world? – Robert Dreyfuss
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Identity (2009)

Identity is a complex and delicate web, almost invisible, it takes time to create, it can withstand great stress, but severing one of its threads can make it collapse irremediably.
Local identities are precious and make up for the richness of world’s cultural diversity, essential to the vitality and continuous evolution of our societies, which depend on interaction between diverse expressions of humanity.

Local identities are to a great extent defined by traditions, taken out of their context and continuity these lose meaning and become an obstacle to progress. What’s left then is a fossilised series of habits, soon needing to defend themselves against change.
Finding a balance between preserving the positive aspects of tradition, the cohesion and sense of belonging these give to social groups, with the need to integrate and identify with modernity is a difficult task.

The process of modernisation encourages people to shed their identities in favour of new ones imported from the cultures that are perceived as winning models or desirable examples of modernity, also, identity and traditions don’t travel too well, a serious concern in a fast changing globalised world defined but the migration of large numbers of people who end up living together in great cities.

Scores of young desperate and poorly educated people leave their countries in search of a better life. Most have an image in their minds that has very little to do with the reality they will find, if and when they reach their desired destination. Their sense of identity is inevitably profoundly shaken.
Leaving a family behind is not only traumatic for the individuals involved, but contributes to the breaking up of a social fabric that is the result of centuries of continuous evolution, something that isn’t easily replaced nor recreated elsewhere.

The image that western societies have sold to the world is a partial and misleading one. One early example are the advertisements the British circulated in the 50s in India and other countries soon to regain independence. These ads presented a rosy and inviting picture of England, designed to attract people to emigrate and supply the much needed workforce. It made sense at the time, but reality often didn’t live up to expectations.

The host countries are generally guilty of a congenital inability to foresee the problem arising from immigration and mixing of cultural identities, as they tend to assume their superiority is undisputed and their model of a society is ‘the right one’, mistaking the provision of jobs and services for integration instead of concentrating on the deep educational effort that is essential to mutual understanding.

Two opposite tendencies are common with emigrants, one of abandoning one’s own traditions in favour of those of the host country in an attempt to integrate, the other to cling to them as an essential anchor to identity.
Distance and time often betray the emigrants, leaving them with a memory of the original land and customs that is obsolete and removed from reality. Returning to the place of origin they can’t recognize it and often fall in that space in between where one doesn’t fit with the identity of either the adopted country or the original one.

Often the first generation immigrants are too busy adjusting and surviving to be concerned with real deep integration, in private they stick to the familiar rules, food, religion, family habits; in public they do their best to conform.
The second generation generally strives to integrate, at times disowning their original culture, perceived as backwards.
Further generations may start feeling out of place, looking for roots, and sometimes end up misunderstanding these, falling for populist calls to a purification of customs, and this is the fertile ground for some of the extremist attitudes we have witnessed at the end of the XXth century. Looking for the lost identity they go gathering fragments, collecting memories and symbols. But these are more museum pieces than living cultural elements, only some can be revived and made part of the new reality, providing some reassurance that is so necessary to the human being’s sense of belonging.

Identity is a universal need, lacking one resulting from the natural evolution of customs within a place and social group the individual tries to construct a new one. Belonging to a religion or an interest group, supporting a sport team or a political party, are all part of this process of identity building.

Linguistic and historical knowledge are fundamental to the successful integration of different identities. The proficient knowledge of a language is however not sufficient to fully understand the subtleties of a character. Linguistic misunderstanding leads to deep discrepancies and misinterpretations, these seriously hamper the coexistence of different identities.
The teaching of History has traditionally been used to shape people’s perception of the world and their sense of identity; this applies throughout the ages and across cultures. If rich Language and objective, above-the-parts History could be taught in depth and from a young age chances are that the world would be a more peaceful place.

The ignorant man is a fearful one, afraid of anything he doesn’t understand. This fear of the ‘different’ easily turns into aggression. It has always been too easy to blame ‘the other’ no matter who this is. Throughout history the same expedient has been used whenever the need arose for fomenting public opinion and creating reasons for conflict based around identity.

The 80s slogan “one world one image one channel” proved right.
A web search for “MTV cultural global influence” returns 32.400 links to a variety of sites; most of these lament the negative influence of the monoculture promoted by MTV. Travelling across the globe reveals everywhere the same forest of satellite dishes, and young people whose appearance, behaviour and language are based on the same model, a form of artificially manufactured cross-cultural portable identity.

In an ideal world governments, both in developing and developed countries, would invest in preserving identities and disseminate impartial information as a means to foster peaceful and creative societies.

The virus (1989)

It had been a very hard winter, and then an even harder spring, not to mention the summer. No one felt nostalgic for the land that we had left, yet the object of our quest appeared to be further and further away; some felt discouraged despite the faith in the team strength and the wish to attain the goal that we had set for ourselves, dwelling upon the belief that the cause was a worthwhile one. Oh, the romantic illusion!
We, the lower ranks, couldn’t quite grasp what was underway, a thick mist weighing low on the line of the horizon, a smouldering ghost in the bowels of the honourable vessel.
The crew had been busy, swarming on the deck of the big old sailing ship, facing hostile waters and unexpected blizzards, mending the worn sails, the creaking masts and battered hull.
The Captain had personal views on the course to follow, some of the veteran Officers couldn’t approve his new methods nor feel safe in his hands – “never trust the unknown sea” they would say, “monsters had been sighted before, “never know if you’ll make it to the shore.”
Was it to be mutiny? Or could a gentleman’s agreement be reached? We, the lower ranks, couldn’t pay too much attention to our Officers’ quarrels, for the effort to stay afloat was enough to keep us constantly at work. Still, bemusing as it looked to us, we couldn’t but notice the game which engaged our Officers full time – even because, busy as they were at their chess game, we couldn’t get directions from them, something, I can tell you, that was worrying us more than a little.
Some fell ill, some were looking fine, but just beneath the polished surface we could detect the signs of an incumbent breakdown. So much that someone began talking about a virus; a taradiddle for sure, but you know how quickly foolish tales spread and find ground, and flourish with richness of details… Someone had heard the Officers who, while dining in their cabin astern, referred to each other in nursery rhymes… not of the kindest kind, I must say.
Surprising as it was to us, used to their usual good manners, it made the virus-story all the more credible. Why them and not us? We were all in the same boat after all… “Easy my dear: the food! Their good rich nutrition must have been corrupted” – thank God for our potatoes then, which kept us ‘feet-on-the-ground’, pardon, on the wavering rickety deck.
“By Jove, the deck! Another hole! Hey boy, rush to the Captain, report and get orders”.
“The Captain is busy Sir, most of the others don’t answer but one suggested an orange tree could fit wonderfully in the hole.”
Alas, the virus is turning fine brains into pudding!
“Hey, d’you know the latest rumour? No? Hear then the virusterpiece: a promotion in the air, you know that teacher, the one who was supposed to read the minds of the Indians we were to find…the one who’s gone funny, the bright one it was, who knows what shock created the confusion; the fact is that this poor one is meant to lead our way to the land. Can you picture it? I see myself stranded already. For all my fondness for this old sailing strainer, I tell you, won’t save it from being wrecked – what a sorrowful sight!”
Of the many vessels I had been aboard, as a traveller or a sailor, a Captain or a clandestine – for I like the change of rôles – this was perhaps the most peculiar, the one I managed to belong to somehow. It had a long history and was fit for a bright future.
The idea of having soon to witness the rotting of its skeleton wrecked on some forgotten coast was a troubling one. What more, that this was the consequence of a virus (causing a sudden fall back into childhood of those same who should have held the wheel) was a parody in itself. It was an unqualified waste of something we so much needed.
Furthermore, I kept overhearing members of the crew talking behind each other’s backs – a clear symptom of a fracture, thus a real risk of failure for our enterprise. This lack of discipline I found very annoying and disruptive. While leaning against the rail, prying into the dark waters surrounding us, I thought of the efforts which had been necessary to store the glorious ship, to make it sail again, the fight to win the sceptical opinion of the authorities…Perhaps they had let us sail to get rid of us; perhaps they thought “let them get lost and solve the problem once and for all” – Yet I couldn’t believe anyone was such a fool as to invest so much into something to be dumped. The mystery was thickening and my curiosity on the alert.

The garden in my mind (1988)

Voice over text for a short movie.

At the first touch the branch is severed, an instant ago it was one with the mother plant, now it lays among the grasses, shrouded in total indifference.

And how much justice is in that indifference! Impeccable, incorruptible, unequivocal, unavoidable……. iniquitously eternal.

I will compose minute gardens of pebbles and twigs; the pebbles shall be round, grey, smoothened, crossed here and there by a precise white line. The little branches shall be almost fossilized, divested of their bark, whitened, porous, worn out.

The gardens will be there to celebrate Indifference.
What has happened to me? It was so sudden, like the shadow of a cloud brought by the wind and immediately something froze, crystallized with many little cracks within.

Ready to be splintered into thousands of faceted fragments, many little frozen souls that would like to be melted, embraced, to mutate in another form, in a new warmth.

This weather will drive me mad, what am I waiting for, I must make a move and change, pack my cases and leave, like in a movie, without looking back, something would happen, it suffices to move the first steps, to choose a direction, not the usual going round and round and round….

I need air, freshness, I wonder if it shows how old I am, I am getting old, I feel it….

and a pretext would be enough to rejuvenate,

yet it was so beautiful, I wasn’t even thinking of it then, everything granted, forever….

Who knows who invented this silly idea of happiness, spoiling this way a secular equilibrium, the stratification of wisdom without illusions to be mortgaged for at too high an interest.
To go out, leave the stage: ladies and gentlemen, the actress got bored, good night.

What was it that I had to buy? Forgotten on Monday, forgotten on Tuesday, forgotten what day it is, for what purpose the lists, compiled with care and then forgotten?
Discipline is what is needed, and then discipline of the discipline and then……

Materials, cold to the touch, fascinating and repulsive, how many things dismissed from my mind, the world changes face overnight and suddenly you find yourself in a home which is not yours, and you know it and still let it take you by surprise, bewildered, up and down the same ascent…or is it a descent, ascendown, slopscent, descenup…..
Closing the eyes and surrendering to the abduction, wishing to be taken…. hurrah the sincere barbarian, direct as an arrow through the warm flesh…. I would bite to blood and forget the thirst and then laugh about it shortly after, laugh relieved by the new day, the new night, nay and dight as a bright knight,

like the summers, so hot as to extinguish any motion, with eyes ajar amidst the listless grass, dangling, taller than me, then, the holidays’ bustle, the summer in the country, a world to be discovered with fantasies of purity, surprise always unexpected and alluring,

come on, astonish me anew, I am bored to death, pay court to me, open new doors to me, cook sweet cakes for me, lead my path……..ath, this sound reminds me of something, something else which appears reflected, here and there, all reflected, unapproachable deceptive depth beyond the smooth surface, perfect like chaos, adherent to itself….. adherent, it reminds me of something…. I want a dress to design my shape as it is, but it has to be soft and light,

tomorrow I will chose the fabric, the day after I shall take the measurements with care, and then the design, the accurate cutting, the pins in the thread, the precise assembling….. and another week is vanished in the void, it will never come back, it’s gone in the twinkle of an eye, there, another seven days, six small black numbers and a red one dropped from the calendar, tik tik tik tik tik tik …..tak ….. on the wooden floorboards where the carpet of light from the window stretches lying, catches fire, then goes grey and disappears, inconsistent as all the rest.
Who is my beauty for? Who mentioned it to me the last time?

How long is it, since I didn’t hear my voice, now I shall think aloud: scent of carpenter’s glue, white, dense, the index and the thumb stick together and then separate, slow and deliberate, the drip slide striving, slowly along the finger to extinguish in the palm, rubbing the fingers only a few rubbery sticky crumbs remain, the scent has vanished, it will come back in dream, unexpected and surprisingly real, identical to itself, ghost of a memory.

Memories of the garden, turned wild, made more beautiful by the grass’ progress and the bramble winding the warped trunks, entwining with roses and hydrangeas, climbing hare bells and in the shade of the arching vine tendrils, fairy tale enchantment with fresh blood on the leaves.

Who still goes by this garden with blood in the veins? Or, shall I say: who goes by with still blood in the veins?

Dear, I am writing to you neatly seated on the old worn bench, surrounded by green, bathed by the sun, I wish I could know your face, give you a name, have you as a thread to my dazzled thoughts. Will you be so kind as to answer this letter? Will you not flee from me once again?

I wouldn’t have thought it was so easy, a bit of air in a syringe, no polluting chemicals nor the disorder of blood or other anti-aestheticisms.

Clean and empty, lethal and invisible breeze.

Voluntary termination exempt from pathetic blackmailing megalomaniac scenographies.

There is a need for precision in this world, too many hazy approximations spoiling the simplest things…
Let me finish my puzzle, up to the last piece, flip, in its appropriate space.

Unloading, emptying, untangling the knots one by one, to get rid of all ballast.

I should have given him what he needed, and I could have done it, and I would have wanted it, and this conditional does sound obtuse and it falls, drop by drop in the bare emptiness left by the too late.
The night never comes, and whenever it eventually comes, is then the day which doesn’t arrive, never, less than ever, and whenever the night and then the day come there are many and many more to wait for, wait for their beginning and their end and then still..

I will cook with meticulous care, attention to the particulars, the flame, the arrangement in the dish and the speed of ingestion……

But I wish I could find intelligence, sensitive and aware, on the alert, ever ahead of time with no need for explanations,

but it’s buried under who knows which heavy rocks smoothened by the water and wind….

wind in my ears, it comes from behind, with ticking of leaves…………………

eucalyptus? And monotonous singing of cicadas,

what happened to my mother? Silence of things which do not answer, faded like a postcard for too long left in the shop window, only memories, more present than the present, still bringing emotions in the realm of no feelings.
The radio on in the kitchen, the blobbing noise of the boiling coffee machine, emerging slowly into the day before my mother’s voice would call for my name and I, pretending to be asleep.

Smell of coffee entering my room with calm, in a little while I would have been seated at my desk, feeling those eyes pointing at me from behind, he was so handsome, that first boyfriend, those thin hands, so clumsy though! What rage he made me feel…

For sure he must have at least three children by now. A boring father, for sure.

I will make another move, yet another carefully studied step, or instinctive, slow, to occupy another minute that will look like a year, how long is it gone by? It was night, last night? A month ago? Years ago? I don’t recall, how was the moon?

A minute, like a drop which from the vault of the underground cave detach and falls in the black water, mirror like, of the subterranean lake, a little echo and then everything as before, still, frozen.

Is anybody there? Let me see you so that I can kill you with calm, with an impartial blade, freed from emotions.

Tin toy soldiers, stiff, pawns without players, marionettes with perennial dull smile, the thread broke and artificial pearls bounced away ticking in all directions, minute lost moons without a universe to fit into, without someone to shine for, without a task.
And what about inventing a task for myself? The task of being real, the task of being present, the task of being the finished instant, without roots, without branches, without leaves, without blossoms, without trunk, without cortex, without lymph, pure essence, perhaps pretence of perfume……….of rose?

I must take more care of myself, love myself, deeply love me, cuddle me, caress me….

I shall do exercises from now on, sane physical activity, invigorating for body and spirit, never let myself go, methodically, everyday exercises, shower, massages and eating, every day, lets see, will these propositions last till night?

Or else witchcraft, I would ask to mutate into pebble, round and perfect and bluntly happy, like those in my little gardens, till time won’t consume me.

First impressions after 9/11 (2001)

September 2001

People in the USA have access to information and education, one would expect them to be able to look at reality with their own eyes, yet the majority seem to believe the most incredible lies their leaders tell them. How could you expect people who have been born in total ignorance and misery to do better than that? They believe what their leaders tell them.
Their leaders tell them that the west is the enemy and the responsible for the desperate situation they live in.

From the beginning of time powers have needed an external enemy to justify their existence and make their people obey. Societies NEED an enemy, that’s too often what keeps them together and what enables whoever is in power to keep the position. As long as people are scared of an external enemy that is threatening to destroy their way of life, they stick together and are willing to fight and die, without questioning.
It is too easy to believe that a group of people, another nation or religious group, is responsible for our problems. It allows us to avoid looking at our own faults.
Highly civilised Germans in the ’30s were made to believe the crisis in their country was the fault of the Jews, and we all know the results. That is only one of countless examples history has to offer. Despite the historical lesson Israel has been applying more or less the same principles to the Palestinians.
Were Germans evil? Are Israeli evil? Are the Palestinian evil?

Reality can be looked at from many angles. From the point of view of people who were born in poor, hopeless and deprived countries it is very difficult to feel sympathy for the Americans and people from western countries in general. If you go to any of these countries and live with the people for a while you may catch a glimpse of the reasons why.
This doesn’t justify killing or terrorism, but it helps understanding the roots of the problem and, possibly, finding real solutions.
Until the day these roots will be eradicated there will be no chance for peace.
We can kill every terrorist on the planet, more will take their place immediately, with even more hatred for those who killed the ones before them.
If the same young person who is trained to become a terrorist in some Arab country were to be born in the States he would probably end up in the Marines, being trained to become a killer of terrorists, a paladin of freedom, or maybe he would become one of the many serial killers, child abusers or drug dealers we too often hear about.
Or maybe he would find a job, buy a house, have children…

As soon as we resort to killing to revenge or defend ourselves we create more reasons and opportunities for more killing and revenge.
This doesn’t mean one should accept and become a victim. It means that as long as the reasons, social, political, economical, that are at the origin of this perverse system aren’t removed there is no retaliation that will work, no forceful solution to the problem.
Making a scarecrow of Islam (or any other generalised group) is wrong. If you get to know Muslim people you soon realise that most are wonderful human beings. Just like most Christians, Jews, Hindi and so on.
Most Muslim people are peaceful, love and respect their family; their ways are just different from ours, we weren’t all made in one factory!
On the other hand there are plenty of “good God-fearing Christians” in civilised western countries who abuse their wives and children, who steal, rape, torture, kill, commit all sort of atrocities; just as many as from any other part of the world, of any religion and culture.

The problem is that we don’t realise how much our lives are conditioned by the choices of a few shrewd people who only care about their power and wealth.
Who profits from wars if not those who produce weapons, those who gain new trades from the defeated countries and new power in the winning ones?
President Kennedy’s assassination and the plot around it should have been enough to hint to the American public that they had very dangerous enemies amidst them. It should have been a sufficient indication of how far economical and political powers can go to achieve their goals.

I don’t know who is behind this latest and most gruesome attack against humankind, but I will find it difficult to believe when someone will be pointed at as the culprit. This is pure speculation, but I wouldn’t be surprised if behind some fanatic mad terrorist who acted as the killing hand there was the cold brain of someone not too far from us, someone with a very respectable public image, someone known as a benefactor. Someone who will remain unknown to us all.

We can justifiably feel horror for the Taliban, what they are doing to their own people is horrific enough. But we should also question why the Taliban is there, who allowed them to gain power. There are many indications pointing to several multinationals, mainly oil companies, who secretly supported the Taliban as it was the most “controllable and predictable” of the groups that could have gained power in Afghanistan. Myth or frightening reality? Whatever it is, wars or indeed terrible acts of terrorism like the one is now in front of our eyes are useful and profitable to some people. It may well be a young crazed Islamic terrorist who ultimately carries out the carnage, but killing any number of these will not remove the problem and avoid similar or worst cases in the future.

We can give a name to some individuals like Saddam Hussein or Gheddafi but we can’t even imagine who makes them possible. Most of these are puppets, extremely dangerous, nevertheless they wouldn’t exist without the support of international capital.
Hitler wouldn’t have been able to do anything without the support of the German industrialists.
Most of the modern wars wouldn’t be waged without the support of those who handle economic powers (and keep their money in respectable Swiss banks), of those who produce weapons, of those who mass market heavy drugs.
Does anybody know how many small but lethal atomic bombs are in the hands of several fanatic terrorist groups? How many have means of producing lethal chemical weapons? How easy it is for these to slip unnoticed and be deployed anywhere anytime?

Ideas like Bush’s “Star Wars” sound so pathetic that it’s hard to believe that anybody in their right mind could take them seriously.
There is a network of very practical and real connections that can explain wars and terrorism. It may be beyond our comprehension, but we can’t be so blind as to accept the stories we are told and support acts that will only make things worst.

As long as “developing countries” are kept underdeveloped through the stranglehold of international debt we will see the situation deteriorating. More and more people will hate us living in the western countries, more and more people will leave those countries, running away from war and starvation, to come and try to be part of the dream we sold them wholesale over the last 50 years: Come to the land of freedom, where your human value is measured in terms of your purchasing power, where you exist only if you consume, buy, own.
The lands where people have forgotten they are mortal, where everything is planned, assured and insured. Nothing left to chance, nothing left to natural course. Powerful man against nature.
Powerful man that feels so vulnerable when the dream shatters like it did Tueday in a matter of minutes and at the cost of so many lives!
Death is present in everyday life in most of the world. In the west we have removed it, we see it enacted in movies, it almost doesn’t touch us, it’s always somewhere else, sanitised and surreal.

The images of the towers collapsing and the chilling sensation of knowing that in that instant thousands of lives were being crushed before of our eyes will remain with us forever. Let it be at least a reason to think and do the little we can to avoid anything like that ever happening again.

Sicilia agosto (1989)

Sicilia agosto 1989

All’aeroporto di Palermo primo impatto col mondo surreale della Sicilia, con carabinieri in tenuta da guerra che tengono sotto tiro i passeggeri in arrivo, come se i mafiosi si riconoscessero a vista e passassero dal controllo doganale come i comuni turisti qualificandosi, poi, all’esterno, l’assalto dei tassisti abusivi, tutti dichiaratamente più economici e veloci dell’autobus, tutti pseudo-poliglotti, tutti a confermare i pregiudizi che accompagnano inevitabilmente anche il più obbiettivo dei visitatori al sopraggiungere in questo unico pezzo di mondo.

A Palermo, investiti subito, a meno di non essere atarassici, dal carattere di una città intensa e viva. Un’ora per girovagare tra gli edifici del centro, tra le rovine, il pattume, i palazzi stupendi, il collage di provvisorietà per avere una prima impressione, con lo stupore di un alieno.
Un albergo a pochi metri dal crocevia che demarca i quattro quadranti della città vecchia, barocco esagerato, scaloni pensati per dame in abito lungo e cavalieri piumati, saloni progettati per feste sfarzose, penombra silenziosa da teatro del complotto. Camera minuta, ricavata da chissà quale spazio originale.

Il primo giorno: da dove cominciare? Noleggio un’auto e da Palermo vado a Corleone, di domenica mattina all’uscita dalla messa, un latte di mandorla al bar sulla piazza di fronte alla chiesa. Sono uno straniero, anche se non so di dove, né lo sanno queste persone che mi osservano, come entrerò in Sicilia?
Gli uomini, per lo più vecchi, stanno seduti a cavalcioni delle seggiole impagliate, bordando le case sulla piazza con una linea continua di umanità che parla poco e sottovoce, con gli occhi mascherati dall’ombra della coppola. Tutto è troppo uguale ai film, tanto che mi viene da pensare che sia una messinscena per turisti, come ormai accade ovunque nel mondo da agenzia. Ma qui di turisti non pare ve ne siano, al massimo emigrati che tornano per le vacanze estive.
Decido per un trucco sleale, mi presento come inglese, figlio di Siciliani emigrati e che per la prima volta viene a visitare la terra delle sue origini. Mi vergogno di questo espediente, ma funziona ed è l’unico che mi viene in mente, in tutto il viaggio si rivelerà un lasciapassare efficace consentendomi una posizione neutrale e accettata. Una delle cose più sorprendenti è che chiunque incontri, oltre ad offrire un’ospitalità squisita, totale e a volte quasi imbarazzante, mi mostra dei luoghi e delle situazioni tutti gli aspetti, positivi e negativi, con un’imparzialità rara e preziosa per il viaggiatore che voglia capire dove si trova.

Vita d’albergo, che consente al nulla di occupare lo spazio che richede, senza oggetti da riconoscere, permettendosi di vivere giorni in una stanza senza notarne il contenuto. Solo i sogni – erotici per lo più – riempiono il vuoto, ancor più quando il caldo costringe il corpo nudo a membra allargate sulle lenzuola, immobile per non produrre altro calore, nella penombra striata dalle imposte.
Fuori i mille suoni di radio che cercano di sopraffarsi l’un l’altra, le gomme che stridono sull’asfalto bollente, la voce roca di una donna, della quale non riesco ad immaginare l’età, che canta a squarciagola.

Poi nella notte altri rumori rompono il buio, un canto arabo accompagnato da batter di mani e stoviglie fuori tempo, un rombo insistente di motore spinto fuori giri, lo sbatacchiare delle ruote rigide di un carretto sulle pietre del selciato, l’uomo che urla esasperato reclamando un impossibile silenzio.
Lo sbattere delle porte dell’ascensore e la ragazzina che urla ubriaca mentre le amiche la trascinano in camera, le sirene della polizia che volano per strada, qualcuno che vomita faticosamente in una camera vicina.

Un mondo a parte che si somiglia in tutto il mondo. Una recita senza primi attori, dove tutti sono spettatori e comparse al contempo e insieme sulla scena.
Questo soddisfa la mia crescente estraneità senza emozioni, questo osservare senza partecipazione, come al microscopio, ricordando le passioni che una volta accendevano ogni giorno di vita vissuta dal dentro, coinvolto come in un vortice sensuale che pareva non dovesse finire mai.
Dopo che accadde rimase l’idea che l’unica emozione ancora possibile fosse la morte, e la camera d’albergo ne potrebbe essere il teatro ideale, così come lo era per l’amore.

Odore di passato di pomodori fresco e sterco di mulo, di quando in quando una ventata densa di fiori.
Poi per la prima volta ho messo piede in un teatro greco, addentrarsi di pochi passi è sufficiente a cancellare ogni suono esterno, ci si sente avviluppati da uno spazio sonoro disponibile, tangibile.
Tutto è coperto da un sottile strato di talco, bianco e impalpabile. La terra è ocra, bruciata, crepata ed erosa, segnata da solchi forse lasciati dall’ultima lontana pioggia.
Le pietre, come le colonne dei templi, come i blocchi delle case, sono traforati come se qualche insetto ci avesse vissuto per anni cercando la luce, tornando a seppellirsi nel buio, sbriciolando la sostanza con pazienza determinata e inconsapevole del tempo.

L’acqua a Palermo è “morbida”, non trovo aggettivo più confacente a descrivere la strana e piacevole sensazione tattile, come una densità maggiore dell’usuale e dolce al contatto della pelle. Anche i capelli, lavati con quest’acqua, sono più morbidi. Ricordo di aver provato la stessa sensazione nei riguardi dell’acqua in un’occasione in precedenza, ma non ricordo dove e quando.
Ci si dovrebbe sempre far descrivere il luogo dove si vive da qualcuno dall’esterno, chissà in quale modo più prosaico, o realistico, un abitante di Palermo descriverebbe l’acqua che usa quotidianamente, quando non è razionata!

Belle fisionomie, un po’ dovunque sull’isola. Si distinguono vari gruppi, ben differenziati nelle fattezze ereditate da così tanti e diversi invasori. Soprattutto donne dal portamento eretto, le forme marcate, lo sguardo fiero, i lineamenti ben intagliati, zigomi alti, nasi importanti, sopracciglia ben disegnate …
Il biondo cenere dei Normanni ed il nero corvino e riccioluto del Medio Oriente, le bocche spagnole accostate ad occhi blu, non azzurri, l’aria spavalda ed orgogliosa, gli ammiccamenti provocanti. Peccato per quando l’influenza araba accorcia le gambe o abbassa le fronti, ma meno di frequente di quanto non si possa immaginare. Peccato altresì quando elementi di sottocultura involgariscono gli uomini in atteggiamenti di macho gradasso. Ma , nell’insieme, tanta bellezza quanta è difficile trovarne altrove.

Gli, accenti pure, così diversi da una provincia all’alta, sono spesso belli, duri e taglienti, talvolta rapidi e violenti ma incisi nel carattere. Questo può lasciare interdetti al primo contatto, ché pare quasi ostile o totalmente indifferente, ma che, appena scalfita la superficie, svela una dolcezza dignitosa e fraterna.
La strafottenza arrogante che spesso disturba scompare immediatamente quando un poco di cultura fornisce altre e migliori armi di affermazione.
La vecchia elenca le spese sostenute, rimbrottando ad alta voce l’altra persona che sta vomitando la cena. Quello della camera dall’altra parte del cortiletto russa come un rinoceronte mentre, nella stanza accanto, un uomo rantola per ore tossendo e sputando i polmoni con raschiamenti che fanno concorrenza a delle fogne fatiscenti. Vita d’albergo e campioni di umanità.

Camminando nelle vie assolate ci si sente disseccare rapidamente e senza scampo, ogni tanto una ventata fresca e profumata giunge, attraverso il portone, da uno dei deliziosi cortiletti interni, pieni d’ombra e fiori e pietra fredda, a volte il gorgoglio di una fontanella…
Le strade sono un prolungamento della casa, non solo il luogo di passaggio tra casa e lavoro, un vero luogo di incontro e di vita, così diverso e affascinante per chi, come me, ha sempre vissuto al nord, barricato, fisicamente e mentalmente, tra le mura di casa.

Spesso colpisce la sensazione di dignità, quasi nobile, che spicca ancor di più nella cornice di sfacelo che l’attornia il più delle volte.
Nei mercati e nelle fiere un assortimento chiassoso e multicolore delle merci più pacchiane e sintetiche che si possano immaginare, eppure tutte insieme formano un quadro vivo e omogeneo dell’esuberanza. Urla e competizioni a chi riesce a suonar musica a più alto volume, con gli altoparlanti che gracchiano al limite dello sfondamento della membrana.
Un’incredibile commistura di soave e violento.

Gli oggetti in vendita, e ancor più l’abbigliamento, sono spesso decorati da improbabili diciture in inglese, una male interpretata immagine del mito americano imperversa e, ben che vada, è in ritardo di anni sulla realtà, il primo scarto temporale che segna la via di mezzo tra l’occidente e il terzo mondo.
I cinema sono pochi, quasi tutti chiusi per ferie, come del resto i negozi e gli uffici di tutta Italia in agosto: le sante ferie tutti insieme rabbiosamente, i pochi aperti proiettano ovviamente film porno, sovente con titoli in inglese o, altrimenti, in stile goliardico paesano. Che tristezza questa Italia, supposto paese d’arte e di cultura, che impressione arrivarci dopo tanto tempo trascorso via!
Nelle librerie mi stupisce il numero di pubblicazioni che si riferiscono all’isola, letteratura, storia, saggi, libri illustrati… una ricchezza sorprendente, e senz’altro meritata da questa terra meravigliosa che gli uomini, a partire dai “civilizzatori” Romani dell’Impero fino a quelli della Repubblica, hanno sistematicamente tentato di deturpare, riuscendoci in buona parte con ottusa perseveranza.
In un bar di un paesino di campagna, la sera, un gruppo di pastori e contadini è riunito, si declamano le poesie scritte da loro stessi, si raccontano le storie da loro elaborate romanzando la vita. Dove altro potrebbe accadere qualcosa di simile se non in Sicilia? Una tradizione letteraria che, incredibilmente, sopravvive alla barbarie!

Molte le bancarelle di libri e riviste usati, prpotente maggioranza dei soggetti pornografici. Che anche nel Mediterraneo la rappresentazione del sesso vada sostituendolo nella realtà? Che anche i ringalluzziti maschi latini abbiano paura del confronto con le figlie delle loro madri?
Qui e là rassegne inaspettate ed interessanti, di musica ma, soprattutto, di teatro, c’è anche una rassegna di teatro giapponese, inclusi incontri e seminari, nelle splendide cornici degli antichi teatri greci.

Un bambino e una ragazzina zingari si sbracciano, spersi sull’autostrada da Trapani a Palermo, nel mezzo di un nulla ardente, rischiando di farsi investire dalle auto che sfrecciano via senza alcuna intenzione di dar loro un passaggio.
Saliti a bordo tacciono composti, conoscono poche parole d’italiano, il bimbo lotta contro il sonno che gli fa ciondolare la testa, la ragazzina non cessa di sorridere mostrando gli spazi vuoti lasciati da molti denti mancanti, i bei lineamenti che traspaiono sotto lo sporco sono quasi indiani. Mi chiedo da cosa stanno fuggendo mentre noto l’ansia di lei che osserva le auto che sopraggiungono e tutti e due abbassarsi d’istinto alla vista di un’auto della polizia.
Giunti a Palermo, dove devono recarsi al tristemente famoso quartiere “Zen 2”, scendono senza chiedere nulla e corrono via salutando gioiosi quando do’ loro del denaro.
Mi sento allo stesso tempo uno schifoso colonialista e un ipocrita romantico, ma quei bambini me li porterei via e chiederei loro di insegnarmi a vivere per le strade e ad essere contento.

Dopo aver detestato tutta l’architettura barocca per anni ecco che qui ne scopro lati inaspettati e piacevoli, laddove ne avevo solo sempre visto la ridondanza boriosa. Qui il barocco ha perso tutte le sue dorature, quando non è proprio crollato in sfacelo. Eppure queste scalinate morbide e arrotondate, questi colonnati severi, i meravigliosi cortili interni, i giardini con le loro fontane, statue, padiglioni… Poi, negli interni, le grandi sale con alti soffitti che lasciano respirare, le file di finestre allungate che dipingono gli interni con luci scenografiche, le balconate teatrali. Tutta una messinscena dove ci si può organizzare una vita confortevole e sempre alla ribalta. Forme marcatamente femminili, gravide, talvolta lussuriose, talaltra un po’ leziose. Gli spazi all’aperto adatti all’ozio, alla lettura, alla sosta prolungata nei caffè.

Una volta accettato il cattivo gusto come uno degli elementi della recita ecco che l’insieme diviene accogliente, ci si immagina come queste dimensioni, ripulite dalle incrostazioni del tempo e dell’incuria, potrebbero costituire degli spazi abitativi e cittadini tra i più piacevoli.

Un palazzo barocco, splendido, crolla abbandonato. Il pian terreno è occupato da negozi e abitazioni ricavate in spazi improbabili, ai piani superiori piante rampicanti hanno ricoperto pareti scrostate, finestre divelte, ricche balconate rugginose e la grande loggia col suo colonnato. Tre bambini vogliono essere fotografati col loro trofeo, una banconota da duemila lire. Urlano in coro “la vita è bella” e, a vederli così, penso che forse hanno ragione. Uno di loro mi informa che i piani superiori del palazzo sono abbandonati da cinque anni, da quando il proprietario è morto e i parenti, che vivono negli Stati Uniti, non si sono fatti vedere. Nelle stanze, dove i bambini vanno a giocare, ci sono ancora molti mobili antichi, tutti scassati però, mi avverte la piccola guida.

In certe parti della città è come se la guerra fosse finita ieri e i soldati americani se ne fossero appena andati, passati e via. Poi più niente. Puntelli precari a sostenere mura in bilico, case rette dalle loro vicine, in una specie di tragicomico abbraccio, come l’ubriaco sorretto dagli amici o il soldato ferito portato dai compagni. Ma qui si ha l’impressione che un’aiuto non arriverà mai.

Altrove venticinque secoli di una storia tra le più variegate sono contemporaneamente davanti agli occhi, uno sull’altro, le palazzine degli anni sessanta e settanta dall’aria quasi lussuosa, monti di pattume fetido sulla grande strada non finita (una testa di pesce spada annerita di mosche su cocci di vetro e copertoni bruciati) i cartelloni pubblicitari sullo sfondo di una facciata barocca, delle colonne greche, una torre normanna, cupole arabe…

Nessuno per strada, solo le voci delle telenovelas che provengono dagli interni delle case, chiusi all’ombra di tende verdi da balcone o scuri di legno accostati. Due adolescenti che passano in senso contrario e sollevano le gonnelle sculettando e salutando con un “ciao bello”. Ancora stridii di pneumatici, un po’ per il calore che fonde l’asfalto, un po’ per la qualità stessa di questo, un po’ per l’esibizionismo dei guidatori. Nel traffico bisogna imparare presto le regole del più forte, non per cattiveria ma per il gioco sottinteso e generale. E sirene di polizia e carabinieri, troppo spesso.

Il fronte mare ad Ortigia, che splendore affacciarsi a quei balconi sapendo che nulla si frappone all”Africa se non l’acqua verde di quella striscia di Mediterraneo. Sto guardando nella direzione di Tripoli? C’è un’anima affine che sta guardando nella mia direzione di la in questo momento?

Un tuffo nell’acqua insieme ai ragazzini locali che prendono la rincorsa dalla balaustra a colonne tornite, occhi chiusi ad assorbire il sole seduti sotto una palma insieme all’amico siciliano, poeta e gioielliere, persona squisita e radiosa, senza sapere che tra pochi mesi non sarà più con noi. Più tardi andiamo a prendere la sua bambina a Noto, e mi rendo conto che non è più una bambina ma sta già passando la soglia dell’adolescenza e mettendo alla prova il rapporto col padre.
Poi una gita inconsueta, un’amico vuole farmi vedere qualcosa che di sicuro non compare nelle guide turistiche, un’ora in auto su strade polverose tra le colline bruciate, poi il paese, uscito da chissà quale improbabile scenografia, surreale, tutte le case, costruite a metà, con i pilastri di cemento armato e le sbarre di ferro che sbucano dai piani superiori incompleti, balconi senza ringhiera che si sporgono da stanze senza muri… ma la cosa più straordinaria sono i materiali che rivestono queste case, una dopo l’altra una processione di lapidi, piastrelle, collages di marmi lapidari di tutti i colori, elementi decorativi funebri… un’assemblage totalmente assurdo ma allo stesso tempo presentato come la più banale normalità. C’è una spiegazione, tutti gli uomini del villaggio lavorano per una grande impresa edile che edifica e mantiene i cimiteri di varie province, di conseguenza gli operai e impiegati si sono a poco a poco costruiti le case utilizzando avanzi e “ritagli” recuperati dalla costruzione di cimiteri.

I pomeriggi assolati, il calore sale attraverso la suola delle scarpe. Seduto sotto la pergola a leggere, pare che qui ci si possa permettere il lusso dell’immobilità, per uno che è sempre in movimento ad alta velocità, perennemente impegnato in troppe cose simultaneamente questo è un piacere profondo e impagabile. Immobilità riflessa nel silenzio costellato di piccoli ritornelli degli insetti. Un raggio di sole attraversa il liquido chiaro nel bicchiere e disegna un arcobaleno sulla pagina che sto leggendo (oggi è Ma Mère, di Bataille) alzo gli occhi dal libro, il cane che sonnecchia ansimando all’ombra della palma sull piazzetta del paese sente il mio sguardo e alza leggermente la testa da terra, volgendosi a scambiare un’occhiata breve e pacificamente indifferente.
E poi il museo archeologico di Siracusa, una sorpresa di modernità e correttezza accademica, oltre alla incredibile varietà dei reperti, ben esposti e documentati.
Le saline, gli uomini bruciati dal sole e dal riverbero accecante delle distese bianche di sale e la stradina che attraversa dritta la spianata bianca costellata di collinette coniche, lungo la stradina ragazzine in bicicletta sostano a guardare i ragazzi che lavorano e li provocano con commenti e mosse di un erotismo che fa tenerezza nel suo tono quasi infantile e candido nonostante la malizia.
I chiostri dei conventi, quell’ombra e frescura preziosa incorniciata nella sobrietà protetta e piena di pace. La lussuria dei mosaici bizantini, la scenografia dei teatri Greci ai quali fa da sfondo il mare, le fattorie abbandonate sui fianchi di colline arse, gli edifici dove la storia si può leggere a strati come sedimenti geologici, il cielo notturno di un blu intenso come il cobalto delle ceramiche islamiche punteggiato da una dovizia infinita di stelle diamantine, i paesini dell’interno, lontani da tutto, dove si fa silenzio nell’unico bar della piazza quando entra lo straniero, scrutato con attenzione, sorrido mentre non riesco ad evitare di pensare al cowboy che entra nel saloon dei film western…

Soprattutto la voglia di restare, anonimo, in un grande appartamento barocco, un balcone sull piazza, una finestra dalla quale si scorga un fazzoletto di mare, grandi finestre, muri scrostati, il piaere di una decadenza romantica senza pudore, chiss’e futte!!

Paint a picture of connectedness… (2004)

Violence and abuse derive from fear of the different, fear derives from ignorance, remove ignorance and you are step closer to security.

Artists influence society, they don’t have a direct visible and immediate impact but the result of their work has long-term influence and is essential to society’s evolution.

People ignore how similar they are, irrespective of culture and religion. Show them the common points and you are step closer to get people living side by side peacefully.

The main monotheistic religions, Islam, Judaism and Christianity, are at the centre of all conflicts of the modern age, from medieval times to our 21st century. Often the presumed difference and antagonism of these religions had been used to foment people’s hatred and led to unimaginable atrocities. Ironically the three religions are extremely similar and close in all the fundamental principles. Show people the similarities instead of the differences and you are a step closer to peaceful integration.

Any substantial cultural change takes generations. No plan can work least it considers the evolution of society over the span of generations.

Fundamentalism is the root of blind destruction and perennial insecurity and despair.
Fundamentalism is identical in all religions and cultures; it is a dumb literal interpretation of metaphorical texts.
Fundamentalisms of different colours and denominations need each other to justify their existence, and they need people kept in ignorance and fear to establish themselves and spread.
Fundamentalism thrives in the crowd and works well with the masses, where even the most sensible individual can easily be turned into a blind unstoppable killing machine.
Fundamentalism animates the mob. Totalitarian governments need terror to justify their actions. Democratic governments can profit from terror to justify actions that otherwise would be unacceptable for a democratic society.

People driven to desperation become capable of unthinkable cruelty.
Remove the causes of desperation and you are a step closer to removing terrorism.

Fragmentation brings incoherence. Actions intended to solve one problem while ignoring the context are deemed to fail or have very limited effect.
In a world that has truly become global and interconnected only contextual actions can succeed and produce lasting positive results.

I want to be still (2003)

I want to be still and run and listen to the silence and the subtle hiss of the air in the grass and the rustling of the leaves and the rhythm of the waves and the ripples of the water on the stones and I want to dive off the edge of the rock and feel the air and the blades of grass on my skin, I want to lay still until the animals passing by don’t pay any notice and brush their soft fur on my face on the ground while with closed eyes I sense the clouds go by, merge and float into each other and change the colour and intensity of the light and I want to smell the lavender and jasmine, I want to sit by the fire where embers from the previous night still pop and click every now and again sending a tiny spark somersaulting on the stones and I meanwhile sip dark ruby wine while rolling ripe figs‘ pulp in ham slices and hold my breath to avoid disturbing the stillness and move in slow motion so that the wolf relaxes his muscles and slowly turns around while still looking back at me before smoothly blending into the bush again and the falcon who is looking from atop an old chestnut tree bends his neck to follow the scene then sprints up in the sky with a single shrill cry and the crickets start their lullaby again as I slowly crawl inch by inch observing each pebble and its texture, the tiny world in between the cracks of an old worn fragment of wood and a fossil shell that has seen eras go by and I want to forget and be forgotten in the peaceful silence of the afternoon, immobilized by the dry heat and blinding light, in the shade of the wine pergola with buzzing bees and busy chains of ants decorating the edges of the wobbly table and along the wooden post and the line where the washing hangs idly flapping when a gust of breeze goes by making the kittens half open one eye or quickly twitch an ear, to then lazily roll on their backs and resume the sanctified nap, curled in their basket in the shadow of the big rock and there is no need for anything else and the vague memory of other more complicated events pales and fades besides the essential and real, the timeless and human, as I try to see how long I can make things last, how slowly I can walk the steps from the spring to the clearing, how to make up for the insane rush I left behind, how to abstain from articulated thoughts and go back to the insight of the child who can see through another layer of reality and I remember when I could talk to the trees and understand what they said and now I look at my son and envy the absolute concentration he applies to his task of collecting sticks, each with a meaning and a purpose, each to be kept as a precious find to be looked at and touched and turned into a thousand different magical contraptions that change meaning and function as the day progresses and the light sculpts ever changing shapes of mellowing curves slipping in between the notes leaving the strings and bouncing around the room and into the fiber of a body, ready head to toe to receive every shade of subtle vibration, tickling every pore and nerve ends, tingling tiny sparks of charged energy in the noisy silence of the breathing painted by sun beams and dust particles while I strain my ears to listen to the lilliputian thud these make when they land slow-motion on the wooden board and the concert can continue forever…

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