Matt Taibbi delights
journalism
27/11/05 09:11 Filed by Saswat Pattanayak in:
Reference
| Editorial
Rolling
Stone remains the
leading magazine
worth quoting. This is one
that
never ceases to provide food for
critical thought. One of finest pieces of
journalism that is there today. Or there was ever.
This week, Matt Taibbi writes about Kashmiri
earthquake and says:
Even the most godless among us has to tremble
before the biblical scale of the past twelve
months' headlines: the tsunami that swallowed south
Asia, the deadly lady named Katrina (also known as
America Not Immune) and now this. We do not seem to
be going forward very much, but every few months we
lose, somewhere, a big piece of the world map, a
mysterious and enervating process that is becoming
like an ominously steady drip that can be heard all
over the planet.
And this, the massive earthquake that rocked
Kashmir on October 8th, is the worst by far of the
troika. It is a calamity the dimensions of which
the world so far has completely failed to
appreciate or understand. Coupled with the
geopolitical nature of the misfortune -- testing
the nerve of two antsy nuclear antagonists and the
political health of a somewhat notorious but also
critically important American ally regime -- the
continuing disaster known as the Kashmiri
earthquake threatens to be a world-shaping event as
important as the Iraq War itself.”
A very humanist, and a very critical examination of
the disaster, not stopping at the 80,000 toll, but
actually predicating the aftermath of it as the
bigger cataclysm yet to appear. This winter, he knows
Pakistan will bleed. And the world, like in the past,
may remain largely indifferent. An ally of the United
States not since Bin Laden, but since well before the
Bangaldesh War, Pakistan stands to count on the world
leaders’ contributions to rehabilitate its people.
Pakistan government and its people have done all that
they could in times of adversity. Now is the time for
the world to respond. Albeit lately. Taibbi says:
It just so happens that this process is taking
place at a time when, in the wake of the tsunami
and Katrina, giving from the West is unusually
phlegmatic; to date, only about $131 million of a
U.N. target $550 million has been raised, an
embarrassment that has prompted U.N. officials to
issue statements actually chiding tight-fisted
Western donors.
The U.S. Army was active in Muzaffarabad and other
places, making nearly thirty helicopters available.
But while it gives aid with a grunt at the end of a
stick, or out the bay door of a chopper,
fundamentalist Muslim organizations and Pakistani
political parties are traveling high in the
mountains by foot to give it by hand, with a kind
word and a few more in the mother tongue.”
Matt Taibbi, often compared with the Gonzo, is a
phenomenon all by himself. Hunter S. Thompson indeed
had a different style of writing than Matt. But where
they intersect well are the level of honesty, the
uncanny sense of dark humor and vivid critical
imagination. Just as an example of his well meaning
cultural locations, Taibbi in an interview said
recently why he would not be called a journalist
anymore (he said this referring to his editorial
position in a paper in Russia).
Why the demise had to be there, and why mainstream
media is so fucked up:
I really loved Russia and I thought it was a great
place. Unspoiled and different from America in such
a great way, it’s so different. Everything in
America is so uniform. In Russia everywhere you go
is completely insane. In Russia, if you wake up in
the morning to go do something you’re supposed to
do for your job and end up 100 miles away stone
drunk with a bunch of strangers it’s totally OK. In
America we’re so efficient. When the Americans came
into Russia en masse in the mid 90’s they all had
this crusading missionary attitude – like we have
to change this place and turn it more into America.
We have to take all these dingy old buildings and
replace them with our gleaming corporate
storefronts. We have to replace all these
interesting idiosyncratic people and replace them
with middle class managers who all want to buy IKEA
furniture and go on vacations in Ibiza. They had a
real missionary zeal about it.
And the reporters were worse than everybody. A lot
of them didn’t speak Russian too, and that
infuriated me. They would hang out with each other.
They would go only to Western-style bars, live in
their compounds and write all these stories. That
the plot of the story was always the same: If this
politician spoke English and was pro-American than
he was the good guy and whoever the Russian guy was
the bad guy. And they were really ruthless about
it. I got really upset about it.”