Month: July 2010

  • Ancient Grudges, Anew

    Maureen Dowd

    Fred R. Conrad/The New York Times

    Maureen Dowd, winner of the 1999 Pulitzer Prize for distinguished commentary, became a columnist on The New York Times Op-Ed page in 1995 after having served as a correspondent in the paper’s Washington bureau since 1986. She has covered four presidential campaigns and served as White House correspondent. She also wrote a column, “On Washington,” for The New York Times Magazine.

    Ms. Dowd joined The New York Times as a metropolitan reporter in 1983. She began her career in 1974 as an editorial assistant for The Washington Star, where she later became a sports columnist, metropolitan reporter and feature writer. When the Star closed in 1981, she went to Time magazine.

    Born in Washington D.C., Ms. Dowd received a B.A. degree in English literature from Catholic University (Washington, D.C.) in 1973

     

    July 20, 2010

    Ancient Grudges, Anew

    So how do you turn one of Hitler’s favorite plays into a production that New Yorkers can love?

    You balance a Jewish moneylender’s ugly urge to physically cut his enemy’s heart from his body with a Christian merchant’s ugly urge to symbolically cut his enemy’s soul from his body.

    You acknowledge that this is the only Shakespearean play that has jumped its category, morphing from “a comical history” into a disturbing drama. You realize that such a scalding tale of money, religious faith and bad faith in relationships — the same elements roiling today’s world — cannot have a festive romantic comedy finale.

    And you let Shylock — written as a comic villain three centuries after Jews were, in essence, expelled from England and then allowed back only to do the dirty work of usury — evolve into an abused and damaged man. After his daughter runs off with his ducats and diamonds to marry a Christian and convert, he wants revenge.

    “The play has a very dark heart,” says Daniel Sullivan, the director of “The Merchant of Venice” now at the Delacorte Theater in Central Park, starring Al Pacino. “It’s simply a matter of allowing that heart to bleed through the rest of the play.”

    After the Holocaust, he said, there’s no way to play it as a comedy.

    The last time the play was produced at the Delacorte was in 1962, when George C. Scott starred as Shylock. The New York Board of Rabbis protested, calling Shylock “an amalgam of vindictiveness, cruelty and avarice.”

    Joseph Papp, who was Jewish, fended off the rabbis and told Scott to “go all the way” because the audience would understand biblical wrath. Papp quoted from “King Lear”: “Anger has a privilege.”

    Sullivan speculated that Shakespeare wanted to follow up on the success of Christopher Marlowe’s “The Jew of Malta.” “But that was a poisonously anti-Semitic play and Shakespeare could not do what Marlowe did,” the director said. “He created a human being, for better or worse, who continues to nettle us.”

    Portia dresses up like a man to play a lawyer, and cleverly rebuts Shylock’s demand for a pound of flesh in return for Antonio defaulting on his debt. She informs Shylock that he’s not allowed to shed a drop of Christian blood while he exacts his pound, so he’s stymied.

    She also notes that since he is “an alien” who schemed to take the life of a Venetian, he must forfeit his property and fortune. When Antonio demands that Shylock convert to Christianity, the moneylender responds: “I am content.”

    But Sullivan didn’t buy it. So he added a searing baptism scene, where Christian church men tear off Shylock’s yarmulke and push him into the water as the priest prays in Latin and makes the Sign of the Cross over him. Shylock’s frightened Jewish friends huddle on the side in the dark.

    “He’s broken, and the baptism is the thing that revives him,” Sullivan says. Pacino, mesmerizing as Shylock, rejects his friends’ entreaties to hurry away. He puts his yarmulke back on and deliberately walks past the Christians, who ominously track him offstage.

    “Are they following him to do him harm?” Sullivan muses. “My feeling is they probably are. I don’t think he survives.”

    He recalled that a friend of his appeared in the play at a Shakespeare festival in Utah and when Shylock said he would convert to Christianity, Mormons in the audience broke into applause.

    “I realized that’s what Shakespeare’s audiences must have done,” Sullivan said.

    He set the play in turn-of-the-century Venice, at the advent of electricity, traders and stock markets.

    The customary happy ending is replaced by depleted lust and aching questions. The text is the same, but body language and emphasis imply power struggles and disillusionment in love.

    “The last act has always been problematic,” the director said, “because it’s always been this ‘Hurray, the wicked Jew has been defeated’ celebration.”

    In this version, after successfully masquerading as a man in Venice, Lily Rabe’s Portia returns to her sumptuous estate in Belmont and realizes she can’t have it all as a woman. One of Shakespeare’s most sparkling heroines finds herself tied to a callow, bisexual, disloyal, tippling fortune-hunter.

    Portia, her handmaiden, Nerissa, and Shylock’s daughter, Jessica, don’t trip off into the sunrise. Haunted by the harrowing events in Venice, the women go off separately to contemplate their flighty husbands and wonder: Is that all there is?

    Everything is transactional. Obsession with money can trip you up. Obsession with love can let you down. And what could be a more modern message than that?

    Copyright. New York Times Company. 2010 All Rights Reserved

  • The Coolest Story, Amazing and True.

    The Twitchhiker: The amazing story of how Paul Smith travelled the world for free using only Twitter

    By Paul Smith

    Last updated at 1:59 AM on 11th July 2010

    Once the identity of my alter-ego, the Twitchhiker, is revealed, the first question I am asked is always the same: ‘Where did you get the idea from?’

    I wish I had some hilarious explanation but the truth is duller than Doncaster on a wet Tuesday. Some people are inspired by faith, others by great works of art.

    For me, it was the bread aisle of Tesco in Gateshead. It was a Saturday lunchtime in January last year and my route to the fresh baguettes was blocked by a clatter of abandoned trolleys, their owners deep in conversation about Cheryl Cole or their recent holidays.

    Twitchhiker Paul Smith with Leanne, who paid for his journey to Amsterdam

    Twitchhiker Paul Smith with Leanne, who paid for his journey to Amsterdam

    They were oblivious to other customers attempting to squeeze past. I began daydreaming, wishing I was somewhere else, somewhere hot with azure skies.

    Like millions of people, I spend far too much time using Twitter, a social networking site that connects friends and strangers alike.

    Some use Twitter to relay mundane messages – each limited to a maximum of 140 characters – about their day, while others share news and information as it happens, in real-time.

    A Twitter page is a sort of mini-blog. Yet Twitter isn’t a one-way broadcast – it’s a two-way conversation, brimming with discussions and arguments, requests and offers of help.

    I followed with interest the messages, known as tweets, of dozens of Twitter users around the world, and a similar number of people followed what I had to say.

    And that’s where my idea came from – through Twitter I could reach out to people in other countries, who in turn could reach out to their friends and followers.

    Could I somehow use this network to help me travel the globe? Could I, at 33, become the world’s first Globe Twitterer? A Globe Tweeter? A Twit Tripper? No, I’d be a Twitchhiker.

    By the time I reached the checkout, my plan was taking shape – I would attempt to travel to the opposite side of the world in 30 days, relying entirely on the kindness and goodwill of fellow Twitter users.

    Of course, everyone has exciting and occasionally ludicrous thoughts, but we rarely feel brave enough to follow them through.

    On Good Morning America

    On Good Morning America

    Then, months later, we hear about somebody else who has had the same thought but also the determination to realise it. We mutter under our breath about how we thought of it first, kick ourselves and live with the regret.

    I didn’t want that to happen to me. I didn’t have work ties preventing me from taking off.

    Previously I had quit my degree in astrophysics to pursue a career in radio. I’d had fun as a producer and presenter.

    On one evening show where I critiqued new releases, my co-presenter and I suggested that the debut single by an unknown group sounded like a bag of cats having their backs shaved.

    We didn’t hesitate in ruling out any future success for that band. Their name? The Spice Girls. You just can’t buy that sort of intuition.

    I later drifted into management and subsequently fell out of love with the industry. Since then I had been a freelance writer struggling to make ends meet. While I wasn’t quitting a secure job, there were a couple of potential obstacles to my Twitchhiking project.

    First of all, I had no track record in attempting extraordinary feats and I was hardly an accomplished traveller. I had flown to several European cities on budget airlines and visited the United States on a handful of occasions, but I was hardly a modern-day Phileas Fogg.

    Then there was the small matter of explaining the idea to Jane, my wife of four days. We had only just returned from New York, where we married in subzero temperatures at Brooklyn Bridge Park, wearing rather unorthodox wedding outfits of woolly hats, long coats and thermal underwear.

    With Absolute Radio DJ Geoff Lloyd and producer Nelson

    With Absolute Radio DJ Geoff Lloyd and producer Nelson

    Jane was my rock. We met 13 years ago and she has supported my career and entertained my whims, so I had no doubt she’d share my enthusiasm for this latest plan. Well, perhaps there was a little bit of doubt.

    All right, there was a lot. ‘I’ve had an idea,’ I announced in a manner that was supposed to suggest I hadn’t given it very much thought. ‘Go on,’ said Jane, in a tone that suggested she already knew what was coming.

    ‘I think I might try travelling around the world using Twitter.’ ‘Around the world? To where?’ ‘New Zealand, maybe?’ There was a moment’s pause as Jane stared at me to ascertain whether I was serious. ‘Seriously?’ ‘I think so, yeah.’

    I held her gaze for a handful of seconds. ‘OK,’ said Jane. ‘Just put it on the calendar and let me know when you’re going.’ She meant it. That’s why I had married her.

    First I created rules for my journey, to ensure people understood that nothing about it would be a certainty and there might come a point when their involvement would determine my fate.

    Essentially, I couldn’t pay for any transport or accommodation during the 30 days; I could only accept offers of help from people using Twitter; I couldn’t plan anything more than three days in advance; I couldn’t spend longer than 48 hours in any one location – if I did, my adventure was over and I had to return home; and I could spend money only on food and drink.

    More importantly, I couldn’t ask Twitter users for specific help – it was up to them to offer assistance and to decide on the route I would take. When I accepted an offer, I would arrange to meet the sender to pick up my ticket or whatever.

    Followers would see from my Twitter site where I was heading and offer help if they wanted to. I was, to all intents and purposes, putting my life in the hands of strangers.

    Within two days of announcing my idea and intended destination online, word spread through Twitter to all corners of the globe, and Twitchhiker became headline news in New Zealand.

    That was because I’d decided I wanted to reach the furthest point I could on the other side of the world – so my aim was to make it to a tiny knuckle of rock called Campbell Island, several hundred miles off the southern tip of New Zealand.

    World traveller: Paul's erratic route from Gateshead to New Zealand

    World traveller: Paul’s erratic route from Gateshead to New Zealand

    Twitter users sent messages to Stephen Fry – an enthusiastic advocate of the site – to tell him of my journey. He, in turn, asked his tens of thousands of followers to support me. What had been an idle dream became scarily real.

    Five days after my Eureka moment, I tweeted the following message: ‘Well, I’m all yours folks. I start in Newcastle on Sunday. Can you help me get anywhere else? Can you offer me a bed for the night?’ And . . . nothing. Nothing at all.

    Two or three excruciating minutes passed where all the tweets stopped – it was like animals sensing an imminent earthquake. Where once there was a buzz of activity, now there was silence. Then, suddenly, came my first offer of help, from a local Twitter user called Leanne (known as @minxlj on Twitter).

    minxlj @twitchhiker – Have you been to Amsterdam? I have an overnight ferry trip to Amsterdam for you.

    I was ready to take on the world. Waved on by well-wishers, I took to the high seas on a 17-hour voyage to Holland. I immediately recognised it as a mistake – partly because I was out of touch with Twitter for nearly the whole voyage, but mostly because the only entertainment was an ageing house band performing songs, such as AC/DC’s Back In Black and The Proclaimers’ I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles), that were beyond their musical abilities. Fortunately, matters were to improve.

    My rock: Paul and his wife Jane after his return

    My rock: Paul and his wife Jane after his return

    ikangaroo @twitchhiker – I’ve got a train ticket to Paris for you, and @ stchostels has accommodation.

    Two Parisian Twitter users had teamed up to help me reach the French capital from Amsterdam Chris (@ikangaroo) was a gruff New Yorker who had recently emigrated from the United States with his wife, Sarah. They provided my train journey to Paris, while Saint Christopher’s Inn gave me a bed in its hostel.

    The highlight of my stay in Paris was undoubtedly dinner in a lively restaurant in the city’s 19th arrondissement. Altogether less pleasant were the deafening snores of a giant Dutchman in the bed opposite mine later that evening.

    pluripotent @twitchhiker – Could send you a ticket for TGV from Paris to Saarbrucken, accommodation and a lift to Frankfurt.

    I never expected somebody like Andrea Juchem (@pluripotent) to support my adventure. Andrea was a middle-aged businesswoman who lived with her two teenage children in Eppelborn, a tiny German village near the French border.

    Fortunately, Andrea’s English was infinitely better than my German. The story of the Twitchhiker was an extraordinary one, she explained, and the role played by Eppelborn in helping me would always be remembered

    I enjoyed a superb evening with the Juchems. But there had been one unnerving moment, early on.

    Making tracks…

    My playlist for the journey, based on requests and suggestions from other Twitter users …

    Take Me Home, Country Roads John Denver
    The Long and Winding Road The Beatles
    On the Road Again Willie Nelson
    Littlest Hobo Theme (Maybe Tomorrow) Terry Bush
    Ramblin’ Man Allman Brothers Band
    Born To Run Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band
    Road To Nowhere Talking Heads
    Born to Be Wild Steppenwolf
    Radar Love Golden Earring
    Rocky Mountain High John Denver
    It’s a New Day Will.i.am
    Already Gone Eagles
    Sweet Home Alabama Lynyrd Skynyrd
    Don’t Stop Fleetwood Mac
    Down Under Men At Work

    Just after Andrea had picked me up and was driving me through the night to her home, she had spoken in German to a local TV cameraman accompanying us.

    It occurred to me that, for all I knew, the exchange could have gone like this: ‘Where shall we dump his body?’ ‘I don’t care. We mustn’t disembowel him in the car, though, I’ve just had it valeted.’ I was taking an extraordinary risk by blindly accepting charity from whoever happened to offer it.

    I consoled myself with the thought that regular tweets meant thousands of people already knew my location. Should my messages suddenly stop, somebody was sure to notice.

    M4RKM @twitchhiker – I can put you up for two nights in the spare bed at my hotel in Manhattan!

    Twitchhiker turned transatlantic within five days when a compliance manager for Siemens called Owen (@clocsen on Twitter) used his Air Miles to buy me a one-way flight from Frankfurt to New York.

    And a Yorkshireman cal led Mark (@M4RKM) immediately jumped in to offer me the spare king-sized bed in his hotel room on Third Avenue.

    I was initially bursting with excitement that my journey was exceeding my expectations but my mood nosedived when I realised that without a return ticket booked in advance, there was every possibility I would be denied entry to the United States.

    First night in New York - Times Square, Manhattan

    First night in New York – Times Square, Manhattan

    My stomach churned every mile of the flight, so all I could do was cross my fingers that I wouldn’t be caught out by an inquisitive border control officer.

    Thankfully, a tale of true romance distracted the female officer. ‘Well, you don’t seem to have a problem with filling in the paperwork,’ she noted, as she checked over my green visa waiver and blue customs form. ‘Thank you,’ I replied in relief.

    ‘I was here in January to get married and I visit whenever I can, so I’ve had plenty of practice.’ ‘You got married here? Is your wife American?’ ‘No, she’s English but I wanted to bring her here to get married because I love your city so much.’ ‘Wow, that’s so romantic. Have a great time in New York.’ ‘Thanks, I will!’

    katyhaltertop @twitchhiker – I’ll fund a bus ticket to DC on the Bolt Bus and lunch if you’re extra nice :)

    From New York to Washington DC. Marketing executive Katy (@ katyhaltertop) offered me a bus ticket while Allison (@ateedub) set me up with a hotel for the evening.

    Allison had originally agreed that I could sleep on her sofa, but her boyfriend became wary of allowing ‘a stranger from the internet’ into their home. I understood. This was my first opportunity to be a tourist.

    Katy and I walked down the magnificent National Mall, past the wonderful museums that flank it, up to the Washington Monument and across to the White House, which is far more modest in size than television shows and films would have you believe.

    At Venice Beach, California
    One of Paul's Twitter followers at Newcastle Central Station

    Paul at Venice Beach, California and one of his Twitter followers at Newcastle Central Station

    yenra @twitchhiker – A road trip from DC to Pittsburgh, Columbus OH, or Charleston WV.

    Ken (@yenra) lived in a city called Frederick, an hour’s drive from Washington. A father of two who had supported my cause for several days before I had even arrived in the country, Ken was perhaps my most enthusiastic follower. There was a deeply secretive side to my host, too.

    Despite my best efforts, as he drove his convertible Mustang past the Appalachian Trail towards Pittsburgh, Ken refused to reveal the exact nature of his employment. ‘I work for the government,’ he finally admitted.

    ‘That must be interesting. Which department?’ ‘Hmm. Can’t really say.’ ‘Oh, really? Why not?’ ‘Can’t really tell you that either.’ ‘Is there anything you can tell me?’ ‘Sure, it’s a government job I can’t tell you anything about.’

    aikaterine71 @twitchhiker – I will sponsor you and provide a place in Wheeling tonight!

    Katherine (@aikaterine71) and her husband Alston embodied the spirit and generosity of the people I met on my journey. There are more than two million people in Pittsburgh, which I presumed would mean I would have no trouble moving on. It didn’t happen.

    Despite plenty of activity of Twitter, not one person in Pittsburgh came forward. The word-of-mouth that had seen me progress so far, so quickly went silent. It was only while en route to Pittsburgh that Katherine contacted me.

    She lived with her husband in Wheeling, West Virginia, an hour’s drive from Pittsburgh. The previous year, their home had been destroyed in a fire, so they were now living in a tiny rented apartment.

    They had lost everything they owned, but were still willing to offer a stranger hospitality for the evening.

    With backer Ken in West Virginia

    With backer Ken in West Virginia

    Orbitz @twitchhiker – What you’re doing is awesome! We want to offer you two nights hotel in Chicago.

    Awesome indeed. Except by this point, just eight days into my trip, I was beginning to feel exhausted. Far from being the breathless adventure I hoped it would be, it was becoming a long, sleepless blur that was proving anything but enjoyable.

    I was missing my wife, my bed and plentiful supplies of clean underwear. All that changed the following day, when I accepted a ten-hour bus ride from Chicago to Kansas, travelling hundreds of miles along endless freeways under a crisp, clean sky.

    We stopped at broken-down truck stops and zipped past images of Sixties Americana plastered across roadside billboards, bleached of their colour by the sun.

    What I thought would be an unbearable misery beforehand in fact transformed my mood and my perspective – a few hours’ rest away from the online chatter of Twitter made me realise how privileged I was to be making my journey.

    benasmith @twitchhiker – If you have no other offers, you can stay in Lawrence, KS, tonight.

    A tale of serendipity. Kansas City has a population of around two million, the same figure as Pittsburgh. And like Pittsburgh, all the chatter on Twitter about me had passed residents by.

    It was looking likely that I would spend my first night sleeping rough until Ben (@benasmith) offered a bed for the night in Lawrence, a town west of Kansas City.

    How did expat Ben hear my plea while two million people were seemingly ignoring me? Several months before the idea for Twitchhiker crossed my mind, Stephen Fry made an amusing comment on Twitter about something or another.

    Ben was one of his Twitter followers – he read the message and duly replied to Stephen. Ben then searched through all the messages sent by other followers, curious as to what they might say. He found a message that made him laugh out loud, which was sent by a woman called Leanne.

    And so Ben in Lawrence became friends with Leanne in Newcastle upon Tyne – the same Leanne responsible for the ferry ticket that began my adventure. Through happenstance, she knew the right person in the right place to help me at the right time.

    Mark, who provided a hotel room in New York
    Twitter follower Ben in the hills outside Los Angeles

    Mark, who provided a hotel room in New York and Twitter follower Ben in the hills outside Los Angeles

    chiarraigrrl @twitchhiker – I can send you to Wichita by Greyhound if that’s any good.

    The Greyhound bus is hardly a stylish way to travel across America. Passengers were sprawled across their seats, hugging black bin liners full of possessions, and the only free seat was opposite the onboard lavatory.

    Behind me, a woman slept along the back row in her sleeping bag, occasionally stirring to shout and swear. From Wichita, I got a ten-hour road trip to Austin, Texas.

    A stranger in Zurich paid for my flight to San Francisco, after which I travelled north to Petaluma and Sonoma, and south to Los Angeles.

    It was from here, hopefully, that I could fly to New Zealand.

    AIRNZUSA @twitchhiker – Have you made it to New Zealand yet? We can help you from the West Coast.

    Air New Zealand provided the means to cross the Pacific. During my final week, I travelled the length of New Zealand by plane, ferry, car and camper van before arriving at Stewart Island (population: 300), a fleck of savage rock and fauna.

    Most New Zealanders never brave the catamaran service required to reach it. Now I know why – the hour-long voyage left me sick to my stomach. All I could do was sit and wait to make the final leap to Campbell Island.

    But it never happened. It was nearly April, the beginning of winter in the southern hemisphere, and only the hardiest of trawler captains would dare venture into the turbulent waters of the Southern Ocean.

    To complete my challenge, I needed to find a captain willing to risk his crew for the six-day trip, unpaid. And that captain had to be on Twitter. Among a population of just 300, the odds of success were astronomical.

    After all, Twitter isn’t powered by technology, computers or the internet – it’s powered by people and relationships, and there were simply too few on Stewart Island to see me progress.

    At the Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco

    At the Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco

    flyairnz @twitchhiker – We will fly you home!

    Despondency soon passed when I realised my journey’s end meant I had permission to return home. Some 30 hours after leaving Auckland, I was in Gateshead once more.

    Jane was there waiting, no tears but an enormous smile and a hug that lasted for ever. Did I ever feel threatened or in danger? Not really. I thought I had been abandoned in San Francisco when my ride failed to show, and there was an incident with cockroaches crawling over my face at a hostel in Kaikoura, New Zealand.

    There was mild panic when I got lost on the Metro in Paris, and my heart leapt into my throat as Andrea accelerated along the German autobahn in the dark and pouring rain at speeds that loosened my fillings.

    Thousands followed my journey through Twitter, determined my course and kept me safe. Eighteen months on, I’m still in touch with those who helped me, and through me they’ve become friends with one another.

    On New Zealand's Stewart Island

    On New Zealand’s Stewart Island

    I’ll often check Twitter and spot that Lisa in Dublin, who provided my bus ticket for the Greyhound, chatting to Josh in Wichita, whom I met while passing through. So that’s how a mundane day at the supermarket turned into a journey to the other side of the planet and the greatest adventure of my life.

    During my 30 days as the Twitchhiker, I discovered that kindness is universal and that the whole can be infinitely greater than the sum of its parts. Moreover, I received a life-changing lesson in self-belief and living without regrets.

    Twitter has changed since I hitchhiked around the world with the internet as my digital thumb.

    There’s less of a sense of wonder as social media becomes a routine way of working and communicating – but if I thought I could get away with it, and could travel the world for free once more, I would pack my bags in a heartbeat.

    Or perhaps my wife would have something to say on the matter this time.

    The night Hollywood fell for my Geordie charm

    I spent my first night in Los Angeles as the guest of a divorced 50-year-old, sleeping on a mattress on the floor of his apartment. On the second night, I checked into a boutique hotel in West Hollywood, courtesy of an advertising director who took me to one of his regular Friday night parties.

    They were anything but regular to a lad from Gateshead – one of the first people I spotted was actress Liv Tyler. ‘Hello, excuse me, Liv?’

    ‘Yes, hi!’ ‘I’m Paul, I’m hitchhiking around the world and . . . ‘ ‘Hitchhiking? That’s so cool. Nobody hitchhikes any more. Tell me about it.’

    Liv Tyler and Paul Smith

    Liv Tyler and Paul Smith: ‘There wasn’t a shred of doubt, in my mind at least, that this Hollywood A-lister found my Geordie lilt and travel tales irresistible’ says Paul

    Unreal. Liv Tyler wanted to talk to me. There wasn’t a shred of doubt, in my mind at least, that this Hollywood A-lister found my Geordie lilt and travel tales irresistible. ‘Really? Oh, OK, so I’m hitchhiking around the world using Twitter, and . . . ‘

    ‘Twitter?’ ‘Yes, it’s a social media network that . . ‘

    ‘Oh, right.’ Instead of maintaining eye contact, Liv began searching for the faces of her friends and an exit from our conversation. To be fair, she humoured me for a couple of minutes longer than necessary, and didn’t call security when I asked for a photo with her.

    At another Hollywood party, I recognised Jorja Fox, who plays Sara Sidle in CSI. Buoyed by my earlier success with Liv Tyler, and fortified by several beers, I loitered with intent, waiting for the right time to introduce myself.

    It is possible that I appeared to be a wild-eyed, leering madman. Apparently sensing that I was standing a little too close to be innocently passing by, Jorja stood up and, well . . . ran away from me.

    The only positive thing to come out of this encounter is that the police were never called.

    Twitchhiker, by Paul Smith, is published by Summersdale on August 2, priced £8.99. To order your copy at £7.99 with free p&p, call the Review Bookstore on 0845 155 0713 or visit MailLife.co.uk/Books.



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  • The Web Means the End of Forgetting

    Photo Illustration by James Wojcik. Prop Stylist: Megan Caponetto.
     
     
    July 19, 2010

    The Web Means the End of Forgetting

    Four years ago, Stacy Snyder, then a 25-year-old teacher in training at Conestoga Valley High School in Lancaster, Pa., posted a photo on her MySpace page that showed her at a party wearing a pirate hat and drinking from a plastic cup, with the caption “Drunken Pirate.” After discovering the page, her supervisor at the high school told her the photo was “unprofessional,” and the dean of Millersville University School of Education, where Snyder was enrolled, said she was promoting drinking in virtual view of her under-age students. As a result, days before Snyder’s scheduled graduation, the university denied her a teaching degree. Snyder sued, arguing that the university had violated her First Amendment rights by penalizing her for her (perfectly legal) after-hours behavior. But in 2008, a federal district judge rejected the claim, saying that because Snyder was a public employee whose photo didn’t relate to matters of public concern, her “Drunken Pirate” post was not protected speech.

    When historians of the future look back on the perils of the early digital age, Stacy Snyder may well be an icon. The problem she faced is only one example of a challenge that, in big and small ways, is confronting millions of people around the globe: how best to live our lives in a world where the Internet records everything and forgets nothing — where every online photo, status update, Twitter post and blog entry by and about us can be stored forever. With Web sites like LOL Facebook Moments, which collects and shares embarrassing personal revelations from Facebook users, ill-advised photos and online chatter are coming back to haunt people months or years after the fact. Examples are proliferating daily: there was the 16-year-old British girl who was fired from her office job for complaining on Facebook, “I’m so totally bored!!”; there was the 66-year-old Canadian psychotherapist who tried to enter the United States but was turned away at the border — and barred permanently from visiting the country — after a border guard’s Internet search found that the therapist had written an article in a philosophy journal describing his experiments 30 years ago with L.S.D.

    According to a recent survey by Microsoft, 75 percent of U.S. recruiters and human-resource professionals report that their companies require them to do online research about candidates, and many use a range of sites when scrutinizing applicants — including search engines, social-networking sites, photo- and video-sharing sites, personal Web sites and blogs, Twitter and online-gaming sites. Seventy percent of U.S. recruiters report that they have rejected candidates because of information found online, like photos and discussion-board conversations and membership in controversial groups.

    Technological advances, of course, have often presented new threats to privacy. In 1890, in perhaps the most famous article on privacy ever written, Samuel Warren and Louis Brandeis complained that because of new technology — like the Kodak camera and the tabloid press — “gossip is no longer the resource of the idle and of the vicious but has become a trade.” But the mild society gossip of the Gilded Age pales before the volume of revelations contained in the photos, video and chatter on social-media sites and elsewhere across the Internet. Facebook, which surpassed MySpace in 2008 as the largest social-networking site, now has nearly 500 million members, or 22 percent of all Internet users, who spend more than 500 billion minutes a month on the site. Facebook users share more than 25 billion pieces of content each month (including news stories, blog posts and photos), and the average user creates 70 pieces of content a month. There are more than 100 million registered Twitter users, and the Library of Congress recently announced that it will be acquiring — and permanently storing — the entire archive of public Twitter posts since 2006.

    In Brandeis’s day — and until recently, in ours — you had to be a celebrity to be gossiped about in public: today all of us are learning to expect the scrutiny that used to be reserved for the famous and the infamous. A 26-year-old Manhattan woman told The New York Times that she was afraid of being tagged in online photos because it might reveal that she wears only two outfits when out on the town — a Lynyrd Skynyrd T-shirt or a basic black dress. “You have movie-star issues,” she said, “and you’re just a person.”

    We’ve known for years that the Web allows for unprecedented voyeurism, exhibitionism and inadvertent indiscretion, but we are only beginning to understand the costs of an age in which so much of what we say, and of what others say about us, goes into our permanent — and public — digital files. The fact that the Internet never seems to forget is threatening, at an almost existential level, our ability to control our identities; to preserve the option of reinventing ourselves and starting anew; to overcome our checkered pasts.

    In a recent book, “Delete: The Virtue of Forgetting in the Digital Age,” the cyberscholar Viktor Mayer-Schönberger cites Stacy Snyder’s case as a reminder of the importance of “societal forgetting.” By “erasing external memories,” he says in the book, “our society accepts that human beings evolve over time, that we have the capacity to learn from past experiences and adjust our behavior.” In traditional societies, where missteps are observed but not necessarily recorded, the limits of human memory ensure that people’s sins are eventually forgotten. By contrast, Mayer-Schönberger notes, a society in which everything is recorded “will forever tether us to all our past actions, making it impossible, in practice, to escape them.” He concludes that “without some form of forgetting, forgiving becomes a difficult undertaking.”

    It’s often said that we live in a permissive era, one with infinite second chances. But the truth is that for a great many people, the permanent memory bank of the Web increasingly means there are no second chances — no opportunities to escape a scarlet letter in your digital past. Now the worst thing you’ve done is often the first thing everyone knows about you.

    THE CRISIS — AND THE SOLUTION?
    All this has created something of a collective identity crisis. For most of human history, the idea of reinventing yourself or freely shaping your identity — of presenting different selves in different contexts (at home, at work, at play) — was hard to fathom, because people’s identities were fixed by their roles in a rigid social hierarchy. With little geographic or social mobility, you were defined not as an individual but by your village, your class, your job or your guild. But that started to change in the late Middle Ages and the Renaissance, with a growing individualism that came to redefine human identity. As people perceived themselves increasingly as individuals, their status became a function not of inherited categories but of their own efforts and achievements. This new conception of malleable and fluid identity found its fullest and purest expression in the American ideal of the self-made man, a term popularized by Henry Clay in 1832. From the late 18th to the early 20th century, millions of Europeans moved from the Old World to the New World and then continued to move westward across America, a development that led to what the historian Frederick Jackson Turner called “the significance of the frontier,” in which the possibility of constant migration from civilization to the wilderness made Americans distrustful of hierarchy and committed to inventing and reinventing themselves.

    In the 20th century, however, the ideal of the self-made man came under siege. The end of the Western frontier led to worries that Americans could no longer seek a fresh start and leave their past behind, a kind of reinvention associated with the phrase “G.T.T.,” or “Gone to Texas.” But the dawning of the Internet age promised to resurrect the ideal of what the psychiatrist Robert Jay Lifton has called the “protean self.” If you couldn’t flee to Texas, you could always seek out a new chat room and create a new screen name. For some technology enthusiasts, the Web was supposed to be the second flowering of the open frontier, and the ability to segment our identities with an endless supply of pseudonyms, avatars and categories of friendship was supposed to let people present different sides of their personalities in different contexts. What seemed within our grasp was a power that only Proteus possessed: namely, perfect control over our shifting identities.

    But the hope that we could carefully control how others view us in different contexts has proved to be another myth. As social-networking sites expanded, it was no longer quite so easy to have segmented identities: now that so many people use a single platform to post constant status updates and photos about their private and public activities, the idea of a home self, a work self, a family self and a high-school-friends self has become increasingly untenable. In fact, the attempt to maintain different selves often arouses suspicion. Moreover, far from giving us a new sense of control over the face we present to the world, the Internet is shackling us to everything that we have ever said, or that anyone has said about us, making the possibility of digital self-reinvention seem like an ideal from a distant era.

    Concern about these developments has intensified this year, as Facebook took steps to make the digital profiles of its users generally more public than private. Last December, the company announced that parts of user profiles that had previously been private — including every user’s friends, relationship status and family relations — would become public and accessible to other users. Then in April, Facebook introduced an interactive system called Open Graph that can share your profile information and friends with the Facebook partner sites you visit.

    What followed was an avalanche of criticism from users, privacy regulators and advocates around the world. Four Democratic senators — Charles Schumer of New York, Michael Bennet of Colorado, Mark Begich of Alaska and Al Franken of Minnesota — wrote to the chief executive of Facebook, Mark Zuckerberg, expressing concern about the “instant personalization” feature and the new privacy settings. The reaction to Facebook’s changes was such that when four N.Y.U. students announced plans in April to build a free social-networking site called Diaspora, which wouldn’t compel users to compromise their privacy, they raised more than $20,000 from more than 700 backers in a matter of weeks. In May, Facebook responded to all the criticism by introducing a new set of privacy controls that the company said would make it easier for users to understand what kind of information they were sharing in various contexts.

    Facebook’s partial retreat has not quieted the desire to do something about an urgent problem. All around the world, political leaders, scholars and citizens are searching for responses to the challenge of preserving control of our identities in a digital world that never forgets. Are the most promising solutions going to be technological? Legislative? Judicial? Ethical? A result of shifting social norms and cultural expectations? Or some mix of the above? Alex Türk, the French data-protection commissioner, has called for a “constitutional right to oblivion” that would allow citizens to maintain a greater degree of anonymity online and in public places. In Argentina, the writers Alejandro Tortolini and Enrique Quagliano have started a campaign to “reinvent forgetting on the Internet,” exploring a range of political and technological ways of making data disappear. In February, the European Union helped finance a campaign called “Think B4 U post!” that urges young people to consider the “potential consequences” of publishing photos of themselves or their friends without “thinking carefully” and asking permission. And in the United States, a group of technologists, legal scholars and cyberthinkers are exploring ways of recreating the possibility of digital forgetting. These approaches share the common goal of reconstructing a form of control over our identities: the ability to reinvent ourselves, to escape our pasts and to improve the selves that we present to the world.

    REPUTATION BANKRUPTCY AND TWITTERGATION
    A few years ago, at the giddy dawn of the Web 2.0 era — so called to mark the rise of user-generated online content — many technological theorists assumed that self-governing communities could ensure, through the self-correcting wisdom of the crowd, that all participants enjoyed the online identities they deserved. Wikipedia is one embodiment of the faith that the wisdom of the crowd can correct most mistakes — that a Wikipedia entry for a small-town mayor, for example, will reflect the reputation he deserves. And if the crowd fails — perhaps by turning into a digital mob — Wikipedia offers other forms of redress. Those who think their Wikipedia entries lack context, because they overemphasize a single personal or professional mistake, can petition a group of select editors that decides whether a particular event in someone’s past has been given “undue weight.” For example, if the small-town mayor had an exemplary career but then was arrested for drunken driving, which came to dominate his Wikipedia entry, he can petition to have the event put in context or made less prominent.

    In practice, however, self-governing communities like Wikipedia — or algorithmically self-correcting systems like Google — often leave people feeling misrepresented and burned. Those who think that their online reputations have been unfairly tarnished by an isolated incident or two now have a practical option: consulting a firm like ReputationDefender, which promises to clean up your online image. ReputationDefender was founded by Michael Fertik, a Harvard Law School graduate who was troubled by the idea of young people being forever tainted online by their youthful indiscretions. “I was seeing articles about the ‘Lord of the Flies’ behavior that all of us engage in at that age,” he told me, “and it felt un-American that when the conduct was online, it could have permanent effects on the speaker and the victim. The right to new beginnings and the right to self-definition have always been among the most beautiful American ideals.”

    ReputationDefender, which has customers in more than 100 countries, is the most successful of the handful of reputation-related start-ups that have been growing rapidly after the privacy concerns raised by Facebook and Google. (ReputationDefender recently raised $15 million in new venture capital.) For a fee, the company will monitor your online reputation, contacting Web sites individually and asking them to take down offending items. In addition, with the help of the kind of search-optimization technology that businesses use to raise their Google profiles, ReputationDefender can bombard the Web with positive or neutral information about its customers, either creating new Web pages or by multiplying links to existing ones to ensure they show up at the top of any Google search. (Services begin from $10 a month to $1,000 a year; for challenging cases, the price can rise into the tens of thousands.) By automatically raising the Google ranks of the positive links, ReputationDefender pushes the negative links to the back pages of a Google search, where they’re harder to find. “We’re hearing stories of employers increasingly asking candidates to open up Facebook pages in front of them during job interviews,” Fertik told me. “Our customers include parents whose kids have talked about them on the Internet — ‘Mom didn’t get the raise’; ‘Dad got fired’; ‘Mom and Dad are fighting a lot, and I’m worried they’ll get a divorce.’ ”

    Companies like ReputationDefender offer a promising short-term solution for those who can afford it; but tweaking your Google profile may not be enough for reputation management in the near future, as Web 2.0 swiftly gives way to Web. 3.0 — a world in which user-generated content is combined with a new layer of data aggregation and analysis and live video. For example, the Facebook application Photo Finder, by Face.com, uses facial-recognition and social-connections software to allow you to locate any photo of yourself or a friend on Facebook, regardless of whether the photo was “tagged” — that is, the individual in the photo was identified by name. At the moment, Photo Finder allows you to identify only people on your contact list, but as facial-recognition technology becomes more widespread and sophisticated, it will almost certainly challenge our expectation of anonymity in public. People will be able to snap a cellphone picture (or video) of a stranger, plug the images into Google and pull up all tagged and untagged photos of that person that exist on the Web.

    In the nearer future, Internet searches for images are likely to be combined with social-network aggregator search engines, like today’s Spokeo and Pipl, which combine data from online sources — including political contributions, blog posts, YouTube videos, Web comments, real estate listings and photo albums. Increasingly these aggregator sites will rank people’s public and private reputations, like the new Web site Unvarnished, a reputation marketplace where people can write anonymous reviews about anyone. In the Web 3.0 world, Fertik predicts, people will be rated, assessed and scored based not on their creditworthiness but on their trustworthiness as good parents, good dates, good employees, good baby sitters or good insurance risks.

    Anticipating these challenges, some legal scholars have begun imagining new laws that could allow people to correct, or escape from, the reputation scores that may govern our personal and professional interactions in the future. Jonathan Zittrain, who teaches cyberlaw at Harvard Law School, supports an idea he calls “reputation bankruptcy,” which would give people a chance to wipe their reputation slates clean and start over. To illustrate the problem, Zittrain showed me an iPhone app called Date Check, by Intelius, that offers a “sleaze detector” to let you investigate people you’re thinking about dating — it reports their criminal histories, address histories and summaries of their social-networking profiles. Services like Date Check, Zittrain said, could soon become even more sophisticated, rating a person’s social desirability based on minute social measurements — like how often he or she was approached or avoided by others at parties (a ranking that would be easy to calibrate under existing technology using cellphones and Bluetooth). Zittrain also speculated that, over time, more and more reputation queries will be processed by a handful of de facto reputation brokers — like the existing consumer-reporting agencies Experian and Equifax, for example — which will provide ratings for people based on their sociability, trustworthiness and employability.

    To allow people to escape from negative scores generated by these services, Zittrain says that people should be allowed to declare “reputation bankruptcy” every 10 years or so, wiping out certain categories of ratings or sensitive information. His model is the Fair Credit Reporting Act, which requires consumer-reporting agencies to provide you with one free credit report a year — so you can dispute negative or inaccurate information — and prohibits the agencies from retaining negative information about bankruptcies, late payments or tax liens for more than 10 years. “Like personal financial bankruptcy, or the way in which a state often seals a juvenile criminal record and gives a child a ‘fresh start’ as an adult,” Zittrain writes in his book “The Future of the Internet and How to Stop It,” “we ought to consider how to implement the idea of a second or third chance into our digital spaces.”

    Another proposal, offered by Paul Ohm, a law professor at the University of Colorado, would make it illegal for employers to fire or refuse to hire anyone on the basis of legal off-duty conduct revealed in Facebook postings or Google profiles. “Is it really fair for employers to know what you’ve put in your Facebook status updates?” Ohm asks. “We could say that Facebook status updates have taken the place of water-cooler chat, which employers were never supposed to overhear, and we could pass a prohibition on the sorts of information employers can and can’t consider when they hire someone.”

    Ohm became interested in this problem in the course of researching the ease with which we can learn the identities of people from supposedly anonymous personal data like movie preferences and health information. When Netflix, for example, released 100 million purportedly anonymous records revealing how almost 500,000 users had rated movies from 1999 to 2005, researchers were able to identify people in the database by name with a high degree of accuracy if they knew even only a little bit about their movie-watching preferences, obtained from public data posted on other ratings sites.

    Ohm says he worries that employers would be able to use social-network-aggregator services to identify people’s book and movie preferences and even Internet-search terms, and then fire or refuse to hire them on that basis. A handful of states — including New York, California, Colorado and North Dakota — broadly prohibit employers from discriminating against employees for legal off-duty conduct like smoking. Ohm suggests that these laws could be extended to prevent certain categories of employers from refusing to hire people based on Facebook pictures, status updates and other legal but embarrassing personal information. (In practice, these laws might be hard to enforce, since employers might not disclose the real reason for their hiring decisions, so employers, like credit-reporting agents, might also be required by law to disclose to job candidates the negative information in their digital files.)

    Another legal option for responding to online setbacks to your reputation is to sue under current law. There’s already a sharp rise in lawsuits known as Twittergation — that is, suits to force Web sites to remove slanderous or false posts. Last year, Courtney Love was sued for libel by the fashion designer Boudoir Queen for supposedly slanderous comments posted on Twitter, on Love’s MySpace page and on the designer’s online marketplace-feedback page. But even if you win a U.S. libel lawsuit, the Web site doesn’t have to take the offending material down any more than a newspaper that has lost a libel suit has to remove the offending content from its archive.

    Some scholars, therefore, have proposed creating new legal rights to force Web sites to remove false or slanderous statements. Cass Sunstein, the Obama administration’s regulatory czar, suggests in his new book, “On Rumors,” that there might be “a general right to demand retraction after a clear demonstration that a statement is both false and damaging.” (If a newspaper or blogger refuses to post a retraction, they might be liable for damages.) Sunstein adds that Web sites might be required to take down false postings after receiving notice that they are false — an approach modeled on the Digital Millennium Copyright Act, which requires Web sites to remove content that supposedly infringes intellectual property rights after receiving a complaint.

    As Stacy Snyder’s “Drunken Pirate” photo suggests, however, many people aren’t worried about false information posted by others — they’re worried about true information they’ve posted about themselves when it is taken out of context or given undue weight. And defamation law doesn’t apply to true information or statements of opinion. Some legal scholars want to expand the ability to sue over true but embarrassing violations of privacy — although it appears to be a quixotic goal.

    Daniel Solove, a George Washington University law professor and author of the book “The Future of Reputation,” says that laws forbidding people to breach confidences could be expanded to allow you to sue your Facebook friends if they share your embarrassing photos or posts in violation of your privacy settings. Expanding legal rights in this way, however, would run up against the First Amendment rights of others. Invoking the right to free speech, the U.S. Supreme Court has already held that the media can’t be prohibited from publishing the name of a rape victim that they obtained from public records. Generally, American judges hold that if you disclose something to a few people, you can’t stop them from sharing the information with the rest of the world.

    That’s one reason that the most promising solutions to the problem of embarrassing but true information online may be not legal but technological ones. Instead of suing after the damage is done (or hiring a firm to clean up our messes), we need to explore ways of pre-emptively making the offending words or pictures disappear.

    EXPIRATION DATES
    Jorge Luis Borges
    , in his short story “Funes, the Memorious,” describes a young man who, as a result of a riding accident, has lost his ability to forget. Funes has a tremendous memory, but he is so lost in the details of everything he knows that he is unable to convert the information into knowledge and unable, as a result, to grow in wisdom. Viktor Mayer-Schönberger, in “Delete,” uses the Borges story as an emblem for the personal and social costs of being so shackled by our digital past that we are unable to evolve and learn from our mistakes. After reviewing the various possible legal solutions to this problem, Mayer-Schönberger says he is more convinced by a technological fix: namely, mimicking human forgetting with built-in expiration dates for data. He imagines a world in which digital-storage devices could be programmed to delete photos or blog posts or other data that have reached their expiration dates, and he suggests that users could be prompted to select an expiration date before saving any data.

    This is not an entirely fanciful vision. Google not long ago decided to render all search queries anonymous after nine months (by deleting part of each Internet protocol address), and the upstart search engine Cuil has announced that it won’t keep any personally identifiable information at all, a privacy feature that distinguishes it from Google. And there are already small-scale privacy apps that offer disappearing data. An app called TigerText allows text-message senders to set a time limit from one minute to 30 days after which the text disappears from the company’s servers on which it is stored and therefore from the senders’ and recipients’ phones. (The founder of TigerText, Jeffrey Evans, has said he chose the name before the scandal involving Tiger Woods’s supposed texts to a mistress.)

    Expiration dates could be implemented more broadly in various ways. Researchers at the University of Washington, for example, are developing a technology called Vanish that makes electronic data “self-destruct” after a specified period of time. Instead of relying on Google, Facebook or Hotmail to delete the data that is stored “in the cloud” — in other words, on their distributed servers — Vanish encrypts the data and then “shatters” the encryption key. To read the data, your computer has to put the pieces of the key back together, but they “erode” or “rust” as time passes, and after a certain point the document can no longer be read. Tadayoshi Kohno, a designer of Vanish, told me that the system could provide expiration dates not only for e-mail but also for any data stored in the cloud, including photos or text or anything posted on Facebook, Google or blogs. The technology doesn’t promise perfect control — you can’t stop someone from copying your photos or Facebook chats during the period in which they are not encrypted. But as Vanish improves, it could bring us much closer to a world where our data didn’t linger forever.

    Kohno told me that Facebook, if it wanted to, could implement expiration dates on its own platform, making our data disappear after, say, three days or three months unless a user specified that he wanted it to linger forever. It might be a more welcome option for Facebook to encourage the development of Vanish-style apps that would allow individual users who are concerned about privacy to make their own data disappear without imposing the default on all Facebook users.

    So far, however, Zuckerberg, Facebook’s C.E.O., has been moving in the opposite direction — toward transparency rather than privacy. In defending Facebook’s recent decision to make the default for profile information about friends and relationship status public rather than private, Zuckerberg said in January to the founder of the publication TechCrunch that Facebook had an obligation to reflect “current social norms” that favored exposure over privacy. “People have really gotten comfortable not only sharing more information and different kinds but more openly and with more people, and that social norm is just something that has evolved over time,” he said.

    PRIVACY’S NEW NORMAL
    But not all Facebook users agree with Zuckerberg. Plenty of anecdotal evidence suggests that young people, having been burned by Facebook (and frustrated by its privacy policy, which at more than 5,000 words is longer than the U.S. Constitution), are savvier than older users about cleaning up their tagged photos and being careful about what they post. And two recent studies challenge the conventional wisdom that young people have no qualms about having their entire lives shared and preserved online forever. A University of California, Berkeley, study released in April found that large majorities of people between 18 and 22 said there should be laws that require Web sites to delete all stored information about individuals (88 percent) and that give people the right to know all the information Web sites know about them (62 percent) — percentages that mirrored the privacy views of older adults. A recent Pew study found that 18-to-29-year-olds are actually more concerned about their online profiles than older people are, vigilantly deleting unwanted posts, removing their names from tagged photos and censoring themselves as they share personal information, because they are coming to understand the dangers of oversharing.

    Still, Zuckerberg is on to something when he recognizes that the future of our online identities and reputations will ultimately be shaped not just by laws and technologies but also by changing social norms. And norms are already developing to recreate off-the-record spaces in public, with no photos, Twitter posts or blogging allowed. Milk and Honey, an exclusive bar on Manhattan’s Lower East Side, requires potential members to sign an agreement promising not to blog about the bar’s goings on or to post photos on social-networking sites, and other bars and nightclubs are adopting similar policies. I’ve been at dinners recently where someone has requested, in all seriousness, “Please don’t tweet this” — a custom that is likely to spread.

    But what happens when people transgress those norms, using Twitter or tagging photos in ways that cause us serious embarrassment? Can we imagine a world in which new norms develop that make it easier for people to forgive and forget one another’s digital sins?

    That kind of social norm may be harder to develop. Alessandro Acquisti, a scholar at Carnegie Mellon University, studies the behavioral economics of privacy — that is, the conscious and unconscious mental trade-offs we make in deciding whether to reveal or conceal information, balancing the benefits of sharing with the dangers of disclosure. He is conducting experiments about the “decay time” and the relative weight of good and bad information — in other words, whether people discount positive information about you more quickly and heavily than they discount negative information about you. His research group’s preliminary results suggest that if rumors spread about something good you did 10 years ago, like winning a prize, they will be discounted; but if rumors spread about something bad that you did 10 years ago, like driving drunk, that information has staying power. Research in behavioral psychology confirms that people pay more attention to bad rather than good information, and Acquisti says he fears that “20 years from now, if all of us have a skeleton on Facebook, people may not discount it because it was an error in our youth.”

    On the assumption that strangers may not make it easy for us to escape our pasts, Acquisti is also studying technologies and strategies of “privacy nudges” that might prompt people to think twice before sharing sensitive photos or information in the first place. Gmail, for example, has introduced a feature that forces you to think twice before sending drunken e-mail messages. When you enable the feature, called Mail Goggles, it prompts you to solve simple math problems before sending e-mail messages at times you’re likely to regret. (By default, Mail Goggles is active only late on weekend nights.) Acquisti is investigating similar strategies of “soft paternalism” that might nudge people to hesitate before posting, say, drunken photos from Cancún. “We could easily think about a system, when you are uploading certain photos, that immediately detects how sensitive the photo will be.”

    A silly but surprisingly effective alternative might be to have an anthropomorphic icon — a stern version of Microsoft’s Clippy — that could give you a reproachful look before you hit the send button. According to M. Ryan Calo, who runs the consumer-privacy project at Stanford Law School, experimenters studying strategies of “visceral notice” have found that when people navigate a Web site in the presence of a human-looking online character who seems to be actively following the cursor, they disclose less personal information than people who browse with no character or one who appears not to be paying attention. As people continue to experience the drawbacks of living in a world that never forgets, they may well learn to hesitate before posting information, with or without humanoid Clippys.

    FORGIVENESS
    In addition to exposing less for the Web to forget, it might be helpful for us to explore new ways of living in a world that is slow to forgive. It’s sobering, now that we live in a world misleadingly called a “global village,” to think about privacy in actual, small villages long ago. In the villages described in the Babylonian Talmud, for example, any kind of gossip or tale-bearing about other people — oral or written, true or false, friendly or mean — was considered a terrible sin because small communities have long memories and every word spoken about other people was thought to ascend to the heavenly cloud. (The digital cloud has made this metaphor literal.) But the Talmudic villages were, in fact, far more humane and forgiving than our brutal global village, where much of the content on the Internet would meet the Talmudic definition of gossip: although the Talmudic sages believed that God reads our thoughts and records them in the book of life, they also believed that God erases the book for those who atone for their sins by asking forgiveness of those they have wronged. In the Talmud, people have an obligation not to remind others of their past misdeeds, on the assumption they may have atoned and grown spiritually from their mistakes. “If a man was a repentant [sinner],” the Talmud says, “one must not say to him, ‘Remember your former deeds.’ ”

    Unlike God, however, the digital cloud rarely wipes our slates clean, and the keepers of the cloud today are sometimes less forgiving than their all-powerful divine predecessor. In an interview with Charlie Rose on PBS, Eric Schmidt, the C.E.O. of Google, said that “the next generation is infinitely more social online” — and less private — “as evidenced by their Facebook pictures,” which “will be around when they’re running for president years from now.” Schmidt added: “As long as the answer is that I chose to make a mess of myself with this picture, then it’s fine. The issue is when somebody else does it.” If people chose to expose themselves for 15 minutes of fame, Schmidt says, “that’s their choice, and they have to live with it.”

    Schmidt added that the “notion of control is fundamental to the evolution of these privacy-based solutions,” pointing to Google Latitude, which allows people to broadcast their locations in real time.

    This idea of privacy as a form of control is echoed by many privacy scholars, but it seems too harsh to say that if people like Stacy Snyder don’t use their privacy settings responsibly, they have to live forever with the consequences. Privacy protects us from being unfairly judged out of context on the basis of snippets of private information that have been exposed against our will; but we can be just as unfairly judged out of context on the basis of snippets of public information that we have unwisely chosen to reveal to the wrong audience.

    Moreover, the narrow focus on privacy as a form of control misses what really worries people on the Internet today. What people seem to want is not simply control over their privacy settings; they want control over their online reputations. But the idea that any of us can control our reputations is, of course, an unrealistic fantasy. The truth is we can’t possibly control what others say or know or think about us in a world of Facebook and Google, nor can we realistically demand that others give us the deference and respect to which we think we’re entitled. On the Internet, it turns out, we’re not entitled to demand any particular respect at all, and if others don’t have the empathy necessary to forgive our missteps, or the attention spans necessary to judge us in context, there’s nothing we can do about it.

    But if we can’t control what others think or say or view about us, we can control our own reaction to photos, videos, blogs and Twitter posts that we feel unfairly represent us. A recent study suggests that people on Facebook and other social-networking sites express their real personalities, despite the widely held assumption that people try online to express an enhanced or idealized impression of themselves. Samuel Gosling, the University of Texas, Austin, psychology professor who conducted the study, told the Facebook blog, “We found that judgments of people based on nothing but their Facebook profiles correlate pretty strongly with our measure of what that person is really like, and that measure consists of both how the profile owner sees him or herself and how that profile owner’s friends see the profile owner.”

    By comparing the online profiles of college-aged people in the United States and Germany with their actual personalities and their idealized personalities, or how they wanted to see themselves, Gosling found that the online profiles conveyed “rather accurate images of the profile owners, either because people aren’t trying to look good or because they are trying and failing to pull it off.” (Personality impressions based on the online profiles were most accurate for extroverted people and least accurate for neurotic people, who cling tenaciously to an idealized self-image.)

    Gosling is optimistic about the implications of his study for the possibility of digital forgiveness. He acknowledged that social technologies are forcing us to merge identities that used to be separate — we can no longer have segmented selves like “a home or family self, a friend self, a leisure self, a work self.” But although he told Facebook, “I have to find a way to reconcile my professor self with my having-a-few-drinks self,” he also suggested that as all of us have to merge our public and private identities, photos showing us having a few drinks on Facebook will no longer seem so scandalous. “You see your accountant going out on weekends and attending clown conventions, that no longer makes you think that he’s not a good accountant. We’re coming to terms and reconciling with that merging of identities.”

    Perhaps society will become more forgiving of drunken Facebook pictures in the way Gosling says he expects it might. And some may welcome the end of the segmented self, on the grounds that it will discourage bad behavior and hypocrisy: it’s harder to have clandestine affairs when you’re broadcasting your every move on Facebook, Twitter and Foursquare. But a humane society values privacy, because it allows people to cultivate different aspects of their personalities in different contexts; and at the moment, the enforced merging of identities that used to be separate is leaving many casualties in its wake. Stacy Snyder couldn’t reconcile her “aspiring-teacher self” with her “having-a-few-drinks self”: even the impression, correct or not, that she had a drink in a pirate hat at an off-campus party was enough to derail her teaching career.

    That doesn’t mean, however, that it had to derail her life. After taking down her MySpace profile, Snyder is understandably trying to maintain her privacy: her lawyer told me in a recent interview that she is now working in human resources; she did not respond to a request for comment. But her success as a human being who can change and evolve, learning from her mistakes and growing in wisdom, has nothing to do with the digital file she can never entirely escape. Our character, ultimately, can’t be judged by strangers on the basis of our Facebook or Google profiles; it can be judged by only those who know us and have time to evaluate our strengths and weaknesses, face to face and in context, with insight and understanding. In the meantime, as all of us stumble over the challenges of living in a world without forgetting, we need to learn new forms of empathy, new ways of defining ourselves without reference to what others say about us and new ways of forgiving one another for the digital trails that will follow us forever.

    Jeffrey Rosen, a law professor at George Washington University, is a frequent contributor to the magazine. He is writing a book about Louis Brandeis.


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  • Workers on Doomed Rig Voiced Concern About Safety

    U.S. Coast Guard, via Associated Press

    Fireboats battled the blazing remnants of the offshore oil rig Deepwater Horizon on April 21, a day after it exploded

     

    July 21, 2010

    Workers on Doomed Rig Voiced Concern About Safety

    WASHINGTON — A confidential survey of workers on the Deepwater Horizon in the weeks before the oil rig exploded showed that many of them were concerned about safety practices and feared reprisals if they reported mistakes or other problems.

    In the survey, commissioned by the rig’s owner, Transocean, workers said that company plans were not carried out properly and that they “often saw unsafe behaviors on the rig.”

    Some workers also voiced concerns about poor equipment reliability, “which they believed was as a result of drilling priorities taking precedence over planned maintenance,” according to the survey, one of two Transocean reports obtained by The New York Times.

    “At nine years old, Deepwater Horizon has never been in dry dock,” one worker told investigators. “We can only work around so much.”

    “Run it, break it, fix it,” another worker said. “That’s how they work.”

    According to a separate 112-page equipment assessment also commissioned by Transocean, many key components — including the blowout preventer rams and failsafe valves — had not been fully inspected since 2000, even though guidelines require its inspection every three to five years.

    The report cited at least 26 components and systems on the rig that were in “bad” or “poor” condition.

    A spokesman for Transocean, who confirmed the existence of the reports, wrote in an e-mail message that most of the 26 components on the rig found to be in poor condition were minor and that all elements of the blowout preventer had been inspected within the required time frame by its original manufacturer, Cameron. The spokesman, Lou Colasuonno, commenting on the 33-page report about workers’ safety concerns, noted that the Deepwater Horizon had seven consecutive years without a single lost-time incident or major environmental event.

    The two reports are likely to broaden the discussion of blame for the April 20 explosion, which killed 11 workers and led to the gusher on the seafloor that has been polluting the Gulf of Mexico for months.

    BP has been under the harshest glare for its role, but the Justice Department has said its criminal investigation of the disaster will look at the role of the many companies involved.

    Together, these new reports paint a detailed picture of Transocean’s upkeep of the rig, decision-making and its personnel.

    BP was leasing the rig from Transocean, and 79 of the 126 people on the rig the day it exploded were Transocean employees.

    The first report focused on the its “safety culture” and was conducted by a division of Lloyd’s Register Group, a maritime and risk-management organization that dispatched two investigators to inspect the rig March 12 through 16. They conducted focus groups and one-on-one interviews with at least 40 Transocean workers.

    The second report, on the status of the rig’s equipment, was produced by four investigators from a separate division of Lloyd’s Register Group, also on behalf of Transocean.

    These investigators were scheduled to inspect the rig in April. While the report described workers’ concerns about safety and fears of reprisals, it did say that the rig was “relatively strong in many of the core aspects of safety management.” Workers believed teamwork on the rig was effective, and they were mostly worried about the reaction of managers off the rig.

    “Almost everyone felt they could raise safety concerns and these issues would be acted upon if this was within the immediate control of the rig,” said the report, which also found that more than 97 percent of workers felt encouraged to raise ideas for safety improvements and more than 90 percent felt encouraged to participate in safety-improvement initiatives.

    But investigators also said, “It must be stated at this point, however, that the workforce felt that this level of influence was restricted to issues that could be resolved directly on the rig, and that they had little influence at Divisional or Corporate levels.”

    Only about half of the workers interviewed said they felt they could report actions leading to a potentially “risky” situation without reprisal.

    “This fear was seen to be driven by decisions made in Houston, rather than those made by rig based leaders,” the report said.

    “I’m petrified of dropping anything from heights not because I’m afraid of hurting anyone (the area is barriered off), but because I’m afraid of getting fired,” one worker wrote.

    “The company is always using fear tactics,” another worker said. “All these games and your mind gets tired.”

    Investigators also said “nearly everyone” among the workers they interviewed believed that Transocean’s system for tracking health and safety issues on the rig was “counter productive.”

    Many workers entered fake data to try to circumvent the system, known as See, Think, Act, Reinforce, Track — or Start. As a result, the company’s perception of safety on the rig was distorted, the report concluded.

    Even though it was more than a month before the explosion, the rig’s safety audit was conducted against the backdrop of what seems to have been a losing battle to control the well.

    On the March visit, Lloyd’s investigators reported “a high degree of focus and activity relating to well control issues,” adding that “specialists were aboard the rig to conduct subsea explosions to help alleviate these well control issues.”

    The mechanical problems discovered by investigators found problems with the rig’s ballast system that they said could directly affect the stability of the ship. They also concluded that at least one of the rig’s mud pumps was in “bad condition.”

    The report also cited the rig’s malfunctioning pressure gauge and leaking parts and faulted the decision by workers to use a type of sealant “proven to be a major cause of pump bearing failure.”

    Federal investigators have been focusing on the role that inadequate mud weight played in the blowout. Shortly before the explosion, workers on the rig replaced the heavy drilling mud with a lighter seawater. Drilling experts have speculated that having chosen a better mud weight could have prevented the disaster.

    Transocean’s equipment report also may shed new light on why the blowout preventer failed to stop the surging well, which is one of the biggest remaining mysteries of the disaster.

    Federal investigators said Tuesday at a panel that continuing to drill despite problems related to the blowout preventer might have been a violation of federal regulations that require a work stoppage if the equipment is found not to work properly.

    While the equipment report says the device’s control panels were in fair condition, it also cites a range of problems, including a leaking door seal, a diaphragm on the purge air pump needing replacement and several error-response messages.

    The device’s annulars, which are large valves used to control wellbore fluids, also encountered “extraordinary difficulties” surrounding their maintenance, the report said.

    Despite the problems, multiple pressure tests were taken of the blowout preventer’s annulars and rams and the results were deemed “acceptable,” the report said.

    The two Transocean-commissioned reports obtained by The Times echo the findings of a maintenance audit conducted by BP in September 2009. That audit found that Transocean had left 390 maintenance jobs undone, requiring more than 3,500 hours of work. The BP audit referred to the amount of deferred work as “excessive.”

    Robbie Brown contributed reporting from New Orleans, and Griffin Palmer from New York.

    Copyright. New York Times Company. 2010. All Rights Reserved


  • Digital Diplomacy

    Michele Asselin for The New York Times
     

    Jared Cohen, left, and Alec Ross with mobile devices at the ready.

    July 12, 2010

    Digital Diplomacy

    It was a Wednesday night in San Francisco’s SoMa neighborhood, and Jared Cohen, the youngest member of the State Department’s policy planning staff, and Alec Ross, the first senior adviser for innovation to the secretary of state, were taking their tweeting very seriously. Cohen had spent the day in transit from D.C.; Ross hadn’t eaten anything besides a morning muffin. Yet they were in the mood to share, and dinner could wait. It wasn’t every day they got to tweet about visiting the headquarters of Twitter.

    “Exactly 140 characters,” Cohen said.

    “What a ninja you are,” Ross said.

    They looked at each other, thumbs poised above their BlackBerries.

    “Whenever we do this, we get called out on it,” Cohen said. They did it anyway, in unison. “Three . . . two . . . one. . . .” Tweet. Upward of 500,000 people instantly learned that the Twitterers had been to Twitter.

    On Twitter, Cohen, who is 28, and Ross, who is 38, are among the most followed of anyone working for the U.S. government, coming in third and fourth after Barack Obama and John McCain. This didn’t happen by chance. Their Twitter posts have become an integral part of a new State Department effort to bring diplomacy into the digital age, by using widely available technologies to reach out to citizens, companies and other nonstate actors. Ross and Cohen’s style of engagement — perhaps best described as a cross between social-networking culture and foreign-policy arcana — reflects the hybrid nature of this approach. Two of Cohen’s recent posts were, in order: “Guinea holds first free election since 1958” and “Yes, the season premier [sic] of Entourage is tonight, soooo excited!” This offhand mix of pop and politics has on occasion raised eyebrows and a few hackles (writing about a frappucino during a rare diplomatic mission to Syria; a trip with Ashton Kutcher to Russia in February), yet, together, Ross and Cohen have formed an unlikely and unprecedented team in the State Department. They are the public face of a cause with an important-sounding name: 21st-century statecraft.

    To hear Ross and Cohen tell it, even last year, in this age of rampant peer-to-peer connectivity, the State Department was still boxed into the world of communiqués, diplomatic cables and slow government-to-government negotiations, what Ross likes to call “white guys with white shirts and red ties talking to other white guys with white shirts and red ties, with flags in the background, determining the relationships.” And then Hillary Clinton arrived. “The secretary is the one who unleashed us,” Ross says. “She’s the godmother of 21st-century statecraft.”

    Traditional forms of diplomacy still dominate, but 21st-century statecraft is not mere corporate rebranding — swapping tweets for broadcasts. It represents a shift in form and in strategy — a way to amplify traditional diplomatic efforts, develop tech-based policy solutions and encourage cyberactivism. Diplomacy may now include such open-ended efforts as the short-message-service (S.M.S.) social-networking program the State Department set up in Pakistan last fall. “A lot of the 21st-century dynamics are less about, Do you comport politically along traditional liberal-conservative ideological lines?” Ross says. “Today it is — at least in the spaces we engage in — Is it open or is it closed?”

    Early this year, Ross and Cohen helped prop open the State Department’s doors by bringing 10 leading figures of the tech and social-media worlds to Washington for a private dinner with Clinton and her senior staff. Among the guests were Eric Schmidt, the chief executive of Google; Jack Dorsey, co-founder and chairman of Twitter; James Eberhard of Mobile Accord; Shervin Pishevar of the mobile-phone-game-development company SGN; Jason Liebman of Howcast; Tiffany Shlain, founder of the Webby Awards; and Andrew Rasiej of Personal Democracy Forum, an annual conference on the intersection of politics and technology. Toward the end of the evening, Clinton delighted those assembled by inviting them to use her “as an app.”

    A few days later, they did. On Jan. 12, the Haiti earthquake struck, and within two hours, Eberhard, working with the State Department, set up the Text Haiti 90999 program, which raised more than $40 million for the Red Cross in $10 donations. Jan. 12 was significant for supporters of 21st-century statecraft for another reason. It was also the day Google announced that Chinese hackers tried to break into the Gmail accounts of dissidents. In response, Google said that it would no longer comply with China’s censorship laws and for a few months redirected Chinese users to its Hong Kong search engine. The dispute rose to a high-level diplomatic conflict, but it also gave added resonance to the 45-minute “Internet freedom” speech Secretary Clinton delivered a little more than a week later, in which she placed “the freedom to connect” squarely within the U.S. human rights and foreign policy agenda.

    Within weeks, Ross and Cohen found themselves dining in San Francisco on the eve of a State-sponsored diplomatic mission to Silicon Valley.

    “Dude, tomorrow is going to be awesome,” Ross said.

    AT THE GOOGLEPLEX, in Mountain View, the next day, Ross and Cohen took the director chairs next to Schmidt, the C.E.O., for one of Google’s “fireside chats.” Dozens of Google employees were seated in the room, most with laptops open, while Schmidt quizzed the two in a slightly impish tone about their new methods (“Is it like calling up all the ambassadors and saying, Please use Facebook, Twitter and Google?”) and appreciatively referenced the Internet-freedom speech (“The Chinese are not so happy with me right now,” Ross said, “but they’re madder at you”).

    At Google, and later at YouTube’s headquarters, Ross and Cohen stressed the political power of viral videos and the potential for mobile phones to become widespread public tools for education, banking and election monitoring (an idea borrowed from Sierra Leone and Montenegro, where volunteers used S.M.S. to report on voting irregularities). It is fair to say that Ross and Cohen are obsessed with mobile phones; they speak at length about telemedicine, tele-education and something called telejustice (the details of which they haven’t quite worked out yet). At an early-morning meeting in Palo Alto with mobile-banking experts, they looked for ways to expand a successful pilot program used to pay policemen via mobile phones in Afghanistan to another conflict zone in Congo. In both cases, as truckloads or planeloads of cash meant to pay policemen dwindled on their way from the capital cities to the provinces, so did the chances for lawful governance. Mobile banking is well established in places like Kenya, and cellphones are ubiquitous worldwide, even in poorly developed regions. Here was a way to use technology to address diplomacy, development and security concerns at once: direct payments to officers’ phones, which would be transferable to the phones of their distant families, could become a powerful tool for stability, even in Congo. Or at least that was the hope.

    After the fireside chat, Schmidt sat in on a meeting with Google.org (the company’s nonprofit arm) in which Ross and Cohen described the difficulty U.S. embassies have in keeping track of services and resources in countries where the U.S. hopes to spur development — tracking, for example, nongovernmental organizations in Kenya.

    “It would be fascinating to transform one of our embassies,” Cohen said, “and see if we can create a virtual aspect to make it a one-stop shop for everything that’s out there.”

    “NGOs keep asking for a way to be able to understand, in a country like Kenya, who’s doing clean water, who’s doing education,” one Google employee said.

    Several engineers chirped back and forth about the virtues of user-generated feedback and the challenges of multilayer mapping technology, until Schmidt cut them off. “We have a big operation in Kenya,” Schmidt said. “We have the smartest guy in the country working for us. Why can’t we just do this?”

    This new marriage of Silicon Valley and the State Department can, at times, seem almost giddy in its tech evangelism. While it’s hard to argue with the merits of helping nongovernmental organizations communicate with one another, there’s a danger that close collaboration between the government and the tech world will be read as favoritism or quid pro quo. Anne-Marie Slaughter, director of the policy planning staff, acknowledged as much: “So Google sits here, and Microsoft and Twitter and Facebook, but for all those household names, there are others — and what are the guidelines to make sure that you’re being evenhanded, as government has to be? We’re just at the outset. Those are issues that are important but can be dealt with — we’re going to have to deal with them.”

    AS MUCH AS Ross and Cohen extol the benefits of mobile banking and Silicon Valley partnerships, they admit that not every problem is best addressed with an app. Clinton, Ross assured me, “doesn’t believe you can sprinkle the Internet on something and everybody grows up to be healthy, wealthy and wise.” As the recent Wikileaks scandal suggests, new technologies may usher in as many diplomatic catastrophes as breakthroughs. (In June, a former U.S. Army intelligence analyst claimed to have given 260,000 diplomatic cables to Wikileaks, a Web site dedicated to publishing confidential material.) When I asked Cohen whether sites like Wikileaks made the kind of diplomacy he advocates harder, he allowed that they posed a challenge: “All of these tools can be utilized by individuals for everything from Wikileaks to other negative purposes” — at least as the State Department sees it — “but that technology isn’t going anywhere. So we can fear we can’t control it and ignore the space, or we can recognize we can’t control it, but we can influence it.”

    A series of events last year helped Ross and Cohen’s work gain traction by showing that connection technologies have become inextricably entwined with the challenges of foreign policy. In April 2009, there was the so-called Twitter revolution in Moldova. In July 2009, there was China’s regional-information blockade, including a total shutdown of the Internet, following the Uighur uprisings (“full” Internet usage was restored to Xinjiang 10 months later). And then, of course, Iran, beginning in June 2009, when the organizing power of cellphones and social media — and their ability to capture and disseminate images like the death of a young Iranian woman, Neda Agha-Soltan — arrested the world’s attention. (On the visit to YouTube in February, Cohen described the Neda video as “the most significant viral video of our lifetimes” and told the site’s senior management that YouTube is in some ways “better than any intelligence we could get, because it’s generated by users in Iran.”)

    Most of the news that reached the West from Iran came via YouTube and Twitter. In June of last year, three days into the postelection protests, a Twitter post by the opposition candidate Mir Hussein Moussavi alerted Cohen that Twitter was scheduled to go down for maintenance. Cohen sent an e-mail message to Dorsey, the site’s 33-year-old chairman, without running it up the chain of command. Dorsey went to work — “I was definitely raising my voice” trying to find a way for the service to stay up, Dorsey told me. The New York Times broke the story of Cohen’s e-mail message. A flurry of public speculation ensued as to whether keeping Twitter up contradicted the president’s stated policy of nonintervention in the Iranian election. The same debate was under way among the secretary’s senior staff.

    “There’s no precedent for what it meant to keep a social-media network up in a postelection environment,” Ross told me later. “There’s no casework. There’s no legal statecraft precedent for such things.” Secretary Clinton’s decision not to condemn Cohen’s actions was an example of her willingness to “ride the wave,” Slaughter told me. “Things were happening very fast; the stakes were very high. We didn’t put out propaganda to try to influence what was going on there. We simply made it possible for people to continue communicating.

    “We weren’t set up to think about what we would do in that situation,” Slaughter went on. “Now we would be.”

    The State Department recently cut financing for some activist groups based outside Iran that promote democracy and began to focus on providing information technologies that would facilitate communication among dissidents in Iran. Restrictions imposed by U.S. sanctions were lifted to allow for the export of instant-messaging and antifiltering software. But it’s not clear how easy it will be for companies to enable Iranians to download applications while keeping government censors at bay; even if they can, not everyone agrees that Twitter’s revolutionary power has lived up to the hype.

    Evgeny Morozov, an academic at Georgetown and perhaps the fiercest critic of this brand of diplomacy, published an op-ed in The Wall Street Journal in February, charging that the State Department has been all too willing to sweep the dangers of Twitter diplomacy under the rug. “Facebook and Twitter empower all groups — not just the pro-Western groups that we like,” he wrote, pointing out that the Iranian government was also active online: “Not only did it thwart Internet communications, the government (or its plentiful loyalists) also flooded Iranian Web sites with videos of dubious authenticity . . . that aimed to provoke and splinter the opposition.” (The Iranian government later used Facebook to track Iranian dissidents around the world.)

    When I brought up the op-ed, Cohen dismissed Morozov’s complaint. “The problem with his thinking,” he said, “is it neglects the inevitability that this technology is going to spread — so he advocates a very dangerously cautious approach that says it’s dangerous and we shouldn’t play in that space. What the Evgeny Morozovs of the world don’t understand is that whether anybody likes it or not, the private sector is pumping out innovation like crazy.”

    In other words, the U.S. gains nothing from shunning the social media everyone else uses. “The 21st century is a really terrible time to be a control freak,” Cohen said. “Which is a quote Alec and I often use when explaining this.”

    Yet control — over the message, who delivers it, who originates it — is still a cherished tenet of foreign policy. Morozov no doubt voiced the concerns of many when he wrote: “Diplomacy is, perhaps, one element of the U.S. government that should not be subject to the demands of ‘open government’; whenever it works, it is usually because it is done behind closed doors. But this may be increasingly hard to achieve in the age of Twittering bureaucrats.” (The fracas over Ross’s and Cohen’s seemingly frivolous Twitter posts during a recent trip to Syria, a country some lawmakers feel the U.S. should not be speaking with at all, would seem to bear him out. )

    When I spoke to Clinton in March, she maintained that the benefits of connection technologies far outweighed the risks. “That doesn’t mean that there won’t be problems,” she said, “and there are a lot of people who are very risk-averse.” Clay Shirky, a New York University professor who has engaged in an ongoing debate with Morozov, has given similar advice to members of the State Department. “The loss of control you fear is already in the past,” he told me. “You do not actually control the message, and if you believe you control the message, it merely means you no longer understand what’s going on.”

    It’s one thing for our diplomats to accept that they can’t be control freaks; it’s another to expect the rest of world to believe that they aren’t — or that social-media companies have no responsibility for how users interact with their services and with one another. What if governments don’t make a distinction between a user’s message and the message service? In May, Pakistan blocked access to Facebook after a user set up a page promoting “Everybody Draw Muhammad Day.” Even longstanding allies of the United States — South Korea, Italy, Saudi Arabia and Australia — hold widely divergent views on rights of online assembly and what constitutes protected speech.

    Then there’s the chance that, say, Twitter will be seen in some quarters as an extension of the U.S. government. On this point, State Department officials I talked to were philosophical. “This may be a huge difference between the governments that control information — or try to — and governments that don’t,” Slaughter says. “They have a harder time understanding the limits of our power. We can’t shut down CNN!” Still, there are real dangers when companies are conflated with states. “The risk,” Carlos Pascual, the U.S. ambassador to Mexico, told me in February, “is if and when in a particular country — whether that’s China or Iran or Cuba or North Korea — there’s a perception that Twitter or Facebook is a tool of the U.S. government. That becomes dangerous for the company, and it becomes dangerous for people who are using that tool. It doesn’t matter what the reality is. In those circumstances, I think it’s still better to allow the tool to exist. But there is some sort of a line there, and we have to respect that line.”

    LAST SPRING, Ross and Cohen began leading technology delegations abroad. These trips — or techdels, as they’re now called — to Iraq and elsewhere (Russia, Congo, Haiti) have since become a staple of American diplomacy. Software engineers, entrepreneurs and tech C.E.O.’s are asked to think of unconventional ways to shore up democracy and spur development. Though the delegations function as traveling idea labs, both Ross and Cohen are obsessed with producing “deliverables”: giving tech leaders specific assignments to work toward, like building support networks in the U.S. for fledgling Iraqi I.T. companies or finding ways to use crowd-sourcing to stop human trafficking in Russia.

    In October 2009, Ross and Cohen jointly led a techdel to Mexico City. The idea was to generate novel solutions for countering narcotics crime, an enormous internal problem for Mexico but also an expensive and politically explosive border issue for the U.S. (The U.S. will spend more than $3.5 billion on drug interdiction this year, much of it in Mexico.) In 2009, Ciudad Juárez alone had 2,600 homicides; given the frequent collusion between gangs and the police, witnesses to crimes fear coming forward, which contributes to a kind of narcostate just the other side of the U.S. border. “The lack of trust in the police is a big part of the problem,” Ross says. “The whole concept of anonymous crime reporting has been lost.”

    The techdel’s highlight was a meeting with Carlos Slim, the telecom giant and currently the richest man in the world (as well as a major stockholder and creditor of The New York Times). Pascual later told me that in the meeting, James Eberhard of Mobile Accord pointed out that even in the lowest-income neighborhoods of Ciudad Juárez, Monterrey and Mexico City, people have cellphones and use S.M.S. all the time. Why not have a free short code for text messages so that anyone could report a crime? All personally identifiable data would be stripped from the S.M.S. before it entered a centralized database. From the database, the information would be fed into federal and municipal police systems, then could be monitored by a third-party NGO and mapped on the Internet publicly — in essence bringing anonymity and transparency to crime reporting. Just as important, the actions taken (or not taken) by municipal police forces would also be publicly traceable and monitored.

    “I think there was a personal reaction on the part of Slim,” Pascual says. “He’s fascinated by these 30-year-old entrepreneurs that are two generations behind him.”

    According to Ross: “He went around the room and asked us all of our ages. He started nodding, and he goes, ‘This is wonderful.’ And he pushes this button and calls in his sons.”

    The meeting was scheduled for 40 minutes but lasted two hours. Slim offered, on the spot, to sponsor the free nationwide short code.

    The program, which is to be implemented this fall, has some easily recognizable challenges. How do you weed out false reports? How do you gain trust in the anonymity of reporting? Recently, Mexico attempted to register all cellphone users in order to counter telephone extortion rackets, but the personal data, which was to be held confidentially, was soon available for purchase at a Mexico City flea market. “If you get people using these cellphones and reporting crimes and it results in retribution toward somebody because the data really isn’t stripped away, then people will never touch it,” Pascual says. “We’ve got to work with our Mexican counterparts and NGOs, the government and outside of government, so that this is something that they adopt and they want and they sustain.”

    THE UNDERPINNING PHILOSOPHY of 21st-century statecraft — that the networked world “exists above the state, below the state and through the state” — was laid out in a paper in Foreign Affairs in 2009 by Slaughter, before she became head of the policy planning staff. Cohen rereads the paper all the time. Ross gives it to all new U.S. ambassadors. It is crucial to how Cohen and Ross see themselves: equal parts barnstormers and brainstormers, creating and sustaining networks of networks. Ross and Cohen share all their contacts and remain in touch constantly, though they’re often on opposite sides of the globe. (“Jared and I divide and conquer,” Ross says.) Their closeness might come as something of a surprise: Cohen was appointed by Condoleezza Rice and still considers her a mentor; Ross was deeply embedded in the Obama campaign. And they pursued very different paths to the State Department.

    Cohen, who sprinkled his undergraduate years with trips to Africa (his senior thesis was on the Rwandan genocide), managed to set up a meeting with Rice, then national security adviser, when he was only 22. As a Rhodes scholar, Cohen had ditched England for extended travel through Syria, Lebanon, Iraq and Iran, where he interacted daily with a younger generation closely interconnected through social media and wireless technology. “He had insights into Iran that frankly we didn’t have in the government,” Rice recalled when I spoke to her in March. “He was so articulate about it, I asked him to write up a memo that I could send to the president.”

    When Rice became secretary of state, she tapped Cohen, then 24, for the policy planning staff, with an emphasis on youth outreach, counterradicalization and counterterror. In February 2008, large-scale protests against the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia (FARC) sprang up there and in close to 200 cities around the world, organized through Facebook and Skype and instant messaging. “It was the largest protest against a terrorist organization in history,” Cohen says. “In what I’m sure was the very first diplomatic engagement via an online social network, I found the group One Million Voices Against FARC, and I sent a message to the organizer of it. I said: ‘I’m with the State Department; are you the one that did this? I’m going to come down to Colombia and see you.’ People thought this was weird — like, almost eerily reminiscent of an Internet date.”

    Rice told me: “He started social networks of people who could talk about how to combat terrorism worldwide. He put that together really pretty much on his own.”

    Nearly a decade older than Cohen, Alec Ross spent his early postcollege years as a Teach for America recruit and was slower to join political life. In 2000, he helped found One Economy, a nonprofit dedicated to closing the digital divide that was instrumental in pushing Arabic-language content onto the Web. Ross was particularly successful in getting titans of business and technology, from Bill Gates to the former F.C.C. chairman William E. Kennard, to support his cause. Impressed, the current F.C.C. chairman, Julius Genachowski, picked Ross to run the day-to-day operations for Obama’s technology, media and telecommunications policy. In April 2009, Ross joined State.

    As a Bush-era appointee, Cohen had been walking on eggshells. “There were all these haters trying to get this guy shot in the head,” as Ross puts it. “I read what he’d written, and I’m like, This guy’s actually brilliant; he’s going to be my partner.”

    One apparent paradox of 21st-century statecraft is that while new technologies have theoretically given a voice to the anonymous and formerly powerless (all you need is a camera phone to start a movement), they have also fashioned erstwhile faceless bureaucrats into public figures. Ross and Cohen have a kind of celebrity in their world — and celebrity in the Twitter age requires a surfeit of disclosure. Several senior members of the State Department with whom I spoke could not understand why anyone would want to read microdispatches from a trip to Twitter or, worse, from a State Department staff member’s child’s basketball game. But Secretary Clinton seemed neither troubled nor bewildered. “I think it’s to some extent pervasive now,” she told me in March. “It would be odd if the entire world were moving in that direction and the State Department were not.” Half of humanity is under 30, she reminded me. “Much of that world doesn’t really know as much as you might think about American values. One of the ways of breaking through is by having people who are doing the work of our government be human beings, be personalized, be relatable.”

    Just such an effort was under way one recent morning in Washington, where Ross and Cohen were meeting with Farah Pandith. Pandith is also the holder of a newly created position: special representative to Muslim communities for the United States Department of State. Born in Kashmir, Pandith emigrated to the U.S. at a young age. Now in her early 40s, she is a vibrant presence in a room and, since she was sworn in in September, has been to 25 countries trying to broaden the scope of U.S. interaction with Muslim communities. She had just returned from India, Pakistan, Qatar and the Netherlands, and she and her deputy, Karen Chandler, were ready for Ross and Cohen’s pitch.

    “Here’s the problem we’re solving for,” Ross said. “It’s physically impossible for one office to engage 1.4 billion people across the planet in a way that involves a lot of air travel. We’ve got to work with you to build out a connection-technology strategy.”

    “Wherever you go,” Cohen said, “there should be a trail of Muslim engagement behind you.”

    “It’s the BOF strategy,” Ross said, pronouncing it boff. “Blowing out Farah.”

    Pandith and her staff laughed.

    For the next half-hour, Ross and Cohen riffed on BOF: how to take the undoubted asset that is Pandith — an articulate, attractive female speaking on behalf of the United States to a large, diverse population that continues to suspect this country’s motives — and scale her presence with technology so that her job promises more than a Sisyphean series of intercontinental flights.

    “What you did in Doha with the secretary,” Ross said. “There’s nothing to have kept us from Ustreaming that, and going from an intimate meeting with Farah Pandith, the secretary of state and 12 civil-society actors to something thousands of times larger.”

    “What you need is a really good hash tag,” Cohen said.

    After a moment everyone agreed that “#muslimengagement” was too long.

    “We don’t have to come up with that right now,” Ross said. “You have a body of great material. We ought to have somebody go through it and do grabs. Figure out over the course of whatever it is you’ve said, those things that can be encapsulated in 140 characters or less. Let’s say it’s 10 things. We then translate it into Pashto, Dari, Urdu, Arabic, Swahili, etc., etc. The next thing is we identify the ‘influencer’ Muslims on Twitter, on Facebook, on the other major social-media platforms. And we, in a soft way, using the appropriate diplomacy, reach out to them and say: Hey, we want to get across the following messages. They’re messages that we think are consistent with your values. This is a voice coming from the United States that we think you wanted to hear. So we get the imam. . . .”

    “. . . the youth leader. . . .” Pandith said.

    “We get these other people to then play the role of tweeting it, and then saying, ‘Follow this woman,’ and/or putting it on whatever dominant social-media platform they use.”

    To do the translation, Ross and Cohen suggested the Muslim engagement office bring in 10 bilingual members of the Virtual Student Foreign Service, an internship program Cohen developed to assist U.S. embassies in dealing with social media. Pandith’s deputy sat mostly quiet through the meeting but then voiced a concern that must reverberate throughout the diplomatic ranks. College kids translating diplomatic messages from the State Department? In languages their supervisors can’t read?

    “How do you make sure that what they’re posting is vetted?” she asked.

    “In the 21st century, the level of control is going to be decreased,” Ross said, reiterating what Clinton told me earlier. “The young woman from Saudi who translates something to Arabic, what she’s translating is language that’s been vetted, but it’s not being handed over to a State Department translator, who’s handing it over to State Department public affairs, who’s approving it. We’re past that.”

    Jesse Lichtenstein has written for The New Yorker, Slate, The Economist and n + 1; this is his first article for the magazine.

    Copyright. New York Times. Company. 2010. All Rights Reserved.


     

  • State Secret: Chelsea Clinton’s Wedding Plans

    Patrick McMullan/PatrickMcMullan.com

    Where Chelsea Clinton and Marc Mezvinsky will wed is under wraps.

    July 16, 2010

    State Secret: Chelsea Clinton’s Wedding Plans

    ONE weekend afternoon in April, Dan Bleen, the manager of Le Petit Bistro, an upscale French restaurant in Rhinebeck, N.Y., a quaint Hudson Valley town, received a mysterious telephone call from the owner of Astor Courts, the centerpiece of a nearby 50-acre estate. The caller wanted to make a reservation, she told him, “for some very special guests,” whose identities she would reveal moments before they arrived.

    The guests, it turned out, included Chelsea Clinton, the publicity-shy daughter of the former president and current secretary of state. Ms. Clinton and three girlfriends sat at a secluded table, chatting animatedly and sampling appetizers, salads, entrees and a dessert, accompanied by a nice Beaune Burgundy.

    It seemed unremarkable at the time. But now, the dinner has become yet another morsel of evidence in a New York-to-Washington web of intrigue over the social event of the season: the impending marriage of Ms. Clinton, 30, to Marc Mezvinsky, 32, an investment banker at 3G Capital Management and a son of two former Democratic members of Congress, one of whom served prison time for fraud.

    The wedding, set for July 31, is so cloaked in secrecy that in Washington, where the mother of the bride holds down a day job running international diplomacy for President Obama, details are harder to ferret out than the president’s Afghanistan strategy. Even guests do not know the locale; invitations came with instructions to be within driving distance of Manhattan, plus a promise that specifics would be sent a week before the big day.

    That has not prevented some educated guessing. The current betting is that the Clinton-Mezvinsky nuptials will take place in Rhinebeck, at the Astor Courts, a 13,000-foot Beaux Arts pavilion built between 1902 and 1904 for John Jacob Astor IV and designed by Stanford White to evoke the Grand Trianon at Versailles. The Clintons have refused to confirm the reports; the mansion’s owner, Kathleen Hammer, a political donor to Hillary Rodham Clinton who made Chelsea’s restaurant reservation, did not return e-mail messages or calls.

    Americans are eternally fascinated with presidential children, and perhaps none more so than Chelsea, who arrived at the White House as a gawky 12-year-old with frizzy hair and braces, and grew up before the nation’s eyes, under a cone of silence that she has broken only rarely, to campaign for her mother, for instance, when Mrs. Clinton’s bid for the presidency was in jeopardy. Today, she is a chic strawberry-blonde, with experience working at a hedge fund, a deep interest in public policy and, as of January, a master’s degree from Columbia’s Mailman School of Public Health.

    Yet for Americans of a certain age, the enduring image of Chelsea Clinton is that of the 18-year-old college girl walking on the White House lawn, her back to the camera, holding one hand of each parent — literally the glue binding her family together after her father’s painful confession of marital infidelities. Even then, she seemed to exude a combination of dignity and distance.

    “Chelsea is such a private person, and she hates the thought of people roaming around with cameras,” said one Clinton family friend who, like other guests, spoke only on condition of anonymity. “She doesn’t want to dredge up things that happened a long time ago. She just wants to have a wedding.”

    In Mr. Mezvinsky, she has found a partner whose life experiences bear a striking resemblance to her own. The two first met as teenagers in Hilton Head, S.C., during a Renaissance Weekend, the annual intellectual and spiritual fest popularized by the Clintons. Both attended Stanford University, though their romance did not bloom until a few years ago. And both know firsthand the price of political loss and scandal. (One difference: Chelsea is an only child, but Marc is one of 11, some adopted.)

    Mr. Mezvinsky’s mother, former Representative Marjorie Margolies-Mezvinsky of Pennsylvania, is a one-time television journalist who was elected in 1992 on President Clinton’s coattails. She lost her seat two years later after voting for the president’s budget. (Today she teaches at the University of Pennsylvania, where her spring 2010 course offerings included “Dealing With the Media.”) She is divorced from the bridegroom’s father, former Representative Ed Mezvinsky of Iowa, who was released in 2008 after serving a five-year prison term and is now living in western New York, his lawyer said, and working as a health advocate for low-income people and refugees.

    Within the tight-knit circle of New York wedding coordinators, some tidbits are beginning to leak. The wedding planner is Bryan Rafanelli of Boston, who has worked for Hillary Rodham Clinton and produced inaugural balls for Mr. Obama. Jeff Leatham, artistic director of the Four Seasons George V hotel in Paris, who has a studio in New York, is handling the flowers. Jimmy Vali, whose Web site boasts that his clients include Glenn Close, is coordinating the music. None would confirm their involvement. “I’m not at liberty to say very much,” Mr. Vali said.

    For other details, like the dress designer (reportedly Oscar de la Renta, but maybe Vera Wang), inquiring minds must wait. Unlike another first daughter, Jenna Bush, who previewed her summer 2008 wedding at her parents’ Crawford, Tex., ranch with a splashy spread in Vogue, Ms. Clinton is not planning prenuptial media coverage. And, this being New York, the topic generating more speculation than any other is not the dress or the flowers, but religion: Mr. Mezvinsky is Jewish, raising questions about whether a rabbi will participate (likely) and whether Ms. Clinton, like her mother a practicing Methodist, will convert (unlikely).

    The Clintons are extraordinarily close to their only child — as president, Bill Clinton once put off an overseas trip so he could be home to help Chelsea study for exams — and lately have been letting their enthusiasm show.

    “I am going to try not to cry,” Mr. Clinton allowed during a trip to South Africa last month. That was after he confessed to CBS that his daughter has instructed him to lose 15 pounds before walking her down the aisle. “She doesn’t think I’m in shape,” he said.

    His wife, meanwhile, recently sent an internal e-mail message to State Department employees referring to herself as an “MOTB” — wedding planner lingo for mother of the bride. On a recent trip to Poland, she told an interviewer that she has been squeezing in “tastings and dress selections,” and viewing flower arrangements via e-mail.

    Never mind peace in the Middle East. “It truly is the most important thing in my life right now,” Mrs. Clinton said.

    As to the guest list, one can only imagine the headaches. About 400 are expected to attend (although the Obamas aren’t). That’s large for an ordinary wedding, but small for a family whose reach includes presidents, movie stars and kings, not to mention all those political donors looking for a payback. There is one criterion for making the cut: guests must have a personal connection to the bride and bridegroom.

    In Rhinebeck, where pictures of the former President and Secretary Clinton hang in many of the downtown shops, preparations do seem to be under way for something big. The Beekman Arms Inn is sold out for the weekend of July 31; inside the historic lodge, a newspaper article on a plaque faithfully reports a lunch Bill and Hillary Clinton ate there on Aug. 12, 2008. (She had a duck quesadilla; he, a Cobb salad.)

    The stately Belvedere Mansion in nearby Staatsburg is also sold out. Jill O’Brien, its vice president for events and sales, said someone — she would not say who — reserved all 31 rooms this spring and paid for them on the spot. And Astor Courts, which had been up for sale since fall 2009 with an asking price of $12 million, was inexplicably taken off the market on July 8, said Laurie Bathrick, a local real estate agent.

    Last week, two imposing men stood guard outside the estate’s wrought-iron gates. As he shooed an unwanted visitor away, one offered a kind of coda for the Clinton-Mezvinsky plans: “Ask me no questions, I’ll tell you no answers.”

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  • Lady Gaga & Semi Precious Weapons

  • Unlikely Tutor Giving Military Afghan Advice

     
    Chad J. McNeeley/Department of Defense

    Adm. Mike Mullen, chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, at a school in Pushghar, Afghanistan, with Greg Mortenson, who wrote about his effort to build schools in “Three Cups of Tea.”

     

     

    July 17, 2010

    Unlikely Tutor Giving Military Afghan Advice

    WASHINGTON — In the frantic last hours of Gen. Stanley A. McChrystal’s command in Afghanistan, when the world wondered what was racing through the general’s mind, he reached out to an unlikely corner of his life: the author of the book “Three Cups of Tea,” Greg Mortenson.

    “Will move through this and if I’m not involved in the years ahead, will take tremendous comfort in knowing people like you are helping Afghans build a future,” General McChrystal wrote to Mr. Mortenson in an e-mail message, as he traveled from Kabul to Washington. The note landed in Mr. Mortenson’s inbox shortly after 1 a.m. Eastern time on June 23. Nine hours later, the general walked into the Oval Office to be fired by President Obama.

    The e-mail message was in response to a note of support from Mr. Mortenson. It reflected his broad and deepening relationship with the United States military, whose leaders have increasingly turned to Mr. Mortenson, once a shaggy mountaineer, to help translate the theory of counterinsurgency into tribal realities on the ground.

    In the past year, Mr. Mortenson and his Central Asia Institute, responsible for the construction of more than 130 schools in Afghanistan and Pakistan, mostly for girls, have set up some three dozen meetings between General McChrystal or his senior staff members and village elders across Afghanistan.

    The collaboration, which grew in part out of the popularity of “Three Cups of Tea” among military wives who told their husbands to read it, extends to the office of Adm. Mike Mullen, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Last summer, Admiral Mullen attended the opening of one of Mr. Mortenson’s schools in Pushghar, a remote village in Afghanistan’s Hindu Kush mountains.

    Mr. Mortenson — who for a time lived out of his car in Berkeley, Calif. — has also spoken at dozens of military bases, seen his book go on required reading lists for senior American military commanders and had lunch with Gen. David H. Petraeus, General McChrystal’s replacement. On Friday he was in Tampa to meet with Adm. Eric T. Olson, the officer in charge of the United States Special Operations Command.

    Mr. Mortenson, 52, thinks there is no military solution in Afghanistan — he says the education of girls is the real long-term fix — so he has been startled by the Defense Department’s embrace.

    “I never, ever expected it,” Mr. Mortenson, a former Army medic, said in a telephone interview last week from Florida, where he had paused between military briefings, book talks for a sequel, “Stones into Schools,” and fund-raising appearances for his institute.

    Mr. Mortenson, who said he had accepted no money from the military and had no contractual relationship with the Defense Department, was initially critical of the armed forces in the days after the Sept. 11, 2001, attacks as “laptop warriors” who appeared, he said, indifferent to the civilian casualties inflicted by the American bombardment of Afghanistan.

    In its early days “Three Cups of Tea,” the story of Mr. Mortenson’s efforts to build schools in Pakistan, was largely ignored by the military, and for that matter by most everyone else. Written with a journalist, David Oliver Relin, and published in hardcover by Viking in March 2006, the book had only modest sales. Most major newspapers, including this one, did not review it.

    But the book’s message of the importance of girls’ education caught on when women’s book clubs, church groups and high schools began snapping up the less expensive paperback published in January 2007.

    Sales to date are at four million copies in 41 countries, and the book’s yarn is well known: disoriented after a 1993 failed attempt on Pakistan’s K2, the second-highest mountain in the world, Mr. Mortenson took a wrong turn into the village of Korphe, was nursed back to health by the villagers and, in gratitude, vowed to build them a school.

    He returned to Pakistan a year later with a $12,000 donation from a Silicon Valley benefactor and spent most of it on school construction materials in the city of Rawalpindi — only to be told he could not get his cargo to Korphe without first building a bridge.

    The story of that bridge, Mr. Mortenson’s relationships with Pakistanis, and the schools that followed appealed so much to one military spouse that in the fall of 2007 she sent the book to her husband, Christopher D. Kolenda, at that time a lieutenant colonel commanding 700 American soldiers on the Pakistan border.

    Colonel Kolenda knew well the instructions about building relationships with elders that were in the Army and Marine Corps’ new counterinsurgency manual, which had been released in late 2006. But “Three Cups of Tea” brought the lessons to life.

    “It was practical, and it told real stories of real people,” said Colonel Kolenda, now a top adviser at the Kabul headquarters for the International Security Assistance Force, in an interview at the Pentagon last week.

    Colonel Kolenda was among the first in the military to reach out to Mr. Mortenson, and by June 2008 the Central Asia Institute had built a school near Colonel Kolenda’s base. By the summer of 2009, Mr. Mortenson was in meetings in Kabul with Colonel Kolenda, village elders and at times President Obama’s new commander, General McChrystal. (By then at least two more military wives — Deborah Mullen and Holly Petraeus — had told their husbands to read “Three Cups of Tea.”)

    As Colonel Kolenda tells it, Mr. Mortenson and his Afghan partner on the ground, Wakil Karimi, were the American high command’s primary conduits for reaching out to elders outside the “Kabul bubble.”

    As Mr. Mortenson tells it, the Afghan elders were often blunt with General McChrystal, as in a meeting last October when one of them said that he had traveled all the way from his province because he needed weapons, not conversation.

    “He said, ‘Are you going to give them to me or am I going to sit here and listen to you talk?’ ” Mr. Mortenson recalled. The high command replied, Mr. Mortenson said, that they were making an assessment of what he needed. “And he said, ‘Well, you’ve already been here eight years, ” Mr. Mortenson recalled.

    Despite the rough edges, Colonel Kolenda said the meetings helped the American high command settle on central parts of its strategy — the imperative to avoid civilian casualties, in particular, which the elders consistently and angrily denounced during the sessions — and also smoothed relations between the elders and commanders.

    For Mr. Mortenson’s part, his growing relationship with the military convinced him that it had learned the importance of understanding Afghan culture and of developing ties with elders across the country, and was willing to admit past mistakes.

    At the end of this month, Mr. Mortenson, who lives in Bozeman, Mont., with his wife, Tara Bishop, and two children, is going back for the rest of the summer to Afghanistan, where to maintain credibility he now has to make it clear to Afghans and a number of aid organizations that he has no formal connection to the American military.

    Mr. Mortenson acknowledges that his solution in Afghanistan, girls’ education, will take a generation and more. “But Al Qaeda and the Taliban are looking at it long range over generations,” he said. “And we’re looking at it in terms of annual fiscal cycles and presidential elections.”

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  • Probing the Deaths of Sea Turtles in the Gulf of Mexico

     

    Dr. Stacy snips tissue samples from a Kemp's ridley sea turtle and gives them to Jennifer Muller, a biological scientist at the UF's College of Veterinary Science.

    Dr. Stacy snips tissue samples from a Kemp’s ridley sea turtle and gives them to Jennifer Muller, a biological scientist at the UF’s College of Veterinary Science.

    High resolution (Credit: NOAA)

    On a recent afternoon in his University of Florida veterinary laboratory, NOAA’s Dr. Brian Stacy cuts into the bottom shell of a dead Kemp’s ridley sea turtle to examine the animal internally and to take tissue samples that could help answer a nagging question: Why did this turtle die?

    Dr. Stacy, a NOAA veterinarian and an assistant professor at UF’s College of Veterinary Medicine, will do two necropsies, or animal autopsies, today — this one, on a robust turtle that had no evidence of external oil when it was found dead in nearshore Gulf waters off Mississippi, and another on a turtle with an oiled body when it was found alive, but debilitated, in Louisiana. Both turtles were found by members of a network of federal, state and nonprofit partners working to help sea turtles since the Deepwater Horizon/BP oil spill began.

    Dr. Stacy examins a dead sea turtle's internal organs.

    Dr. Stacy examines a dead sea turtle’s internal organs.

    High resolution (Credit:NOAA)

    “I can already see something significant,” says Dr. Stacy as he cuts into the gastrointestinal tract of the dead, unoiled sea turtle and examined its contents.

    He points to a piece of shrimp in its esophagus, and fish bones and pieces of crab in its stomach. Although crab is a primary part of the natural diet of Kemp’s ridley sea turtles, these air-breathing reptiles do not normally feed on shrimp and fish in the wild. Finding a sea turtle that has been feasting on shrimp and fish is evidence that the animal may have been caught in a fishing net where it was eating the catch or feeding on fish unintentionally caught (known as bycatch) and later discarded.

    Oil Is But One Suspect

    A number of the necropsies conducted on sea turtles with no visible evidence of oil have suggested that they may have drowned by being caught in fishing nets, unable to ascend to the surface to breath. Necropsy results have been shared with state and federal enforcement officials who have stepped up efforts to prevent turtles from being incidentally captured and killed in fishing operations.

    Dr. Stacy examines a dead Kemp's ridley sea turtle covered in oil

    Dr. Stacy examines a dead Kemp’s ridley sea turtle that had been found covered in oil.

    High resolution (Credit:NOAA)

    The autopsy of the turtle with visible evidence of oil revealed a very sick animal with inflamed lungs and trachea — signs of pneumonia. The animal had been found alive when it was taken to the Audubon Nature Institute near New Orleans for rehabilitation, but subsequently died.

    Saving the Gulf’s Sea Turtles: A Plan, and the People, In Place

    NOAA is part of a team of federal, state and private sector partners working to assist sea turtles in the Gulf of Mexico as they face the effects of oiled waters and nesting habitats. Teams go out on the water to rescue turtles from oiled areas and efforts are underway to move turtle nests from oiled areas so that hatchlings can be released away from oiled waters.

    Dr. Stacy carries a dead sea turtle to the examining table.

    Dr. Stacy carries a dead sea turtle to the examining table.

    High resolution (Credit:NOAA)

    Dr. Stacy’s forensic work in the UF laboratory addressing the high numbers of turtles found dead on the shoreline and in the northern Gulf waters aims to shine a light on the causes of these strandings and will hopefully lead to more effective conservation measures to save these threatened and endangered animals.

    Additional Resources

    You can read about the Unified Command’s plan to protect sea turtles and their hatchlings here.

    To learn more about how NOAA is working to save sea turtles in the Gulf of Mexico, download this helpful fact sheet, Sea Turtle Strandings and the Deepwater Oil Spill.

    To access documented marine wildlife data pertaining to Deepwater Horizon/ BP oil spill, please visit www.nmfs.noaa.gov/pr/health/oilspill.htm. NOAA logo.

  • The Top 3 Formula 1 teams – Mid season Analysis

     

    Posted on | July 14, 2010 | by | 142 Comments

    At the half way stage in the F1 season, it seems like a good moment to take a look at the performance of the three race winning teams so far and to assess how we think the second half of the season will go.


    McLAREN

    Hamilton 145 pts – P1
    Button 133 pts – P2

    Constructors’ Position – P1
    Wins: 4
    Podiums: 6

    Leading both championships largely thanks to great consistency, averaging 27 points per race from a maximum of 43. Both drivers have only had one non-points scoring event and without Hamilton’s wheel failure in Spain, he would be a further 15 points ahead in the table.

    Even in his championship year, Hamilton was making mistakes and dropping points, this year he seems not to be doing so. He has had plenty of run ins with the stewards, so he is sailing close to the wind, but he’s getting the results. Button has had two great wins, but hasn’t matched Hamilton’s raw pace in qualifying, as a rule. He has recovered well from some tight scrapes in races and has an impressive points haul to show for it. Monaco radiator bungs aside, he’s scored at every race.

    McLaren didn’t have the fastest car at the start of the season and arguably haven’t yet had a car advantage at any circuit, except possibly Montreal. They have nonetheless taken all the chances they’ve had to win races and score big points.

    There were some team mistakes early in the season, like the complacency in qualifying at Malaysia. McLaren’s development however has been predictably strong. They invented the F Duct, designed the car around it and have improved it. But they showed how complex the blown diffuser is to get right last weekend. Martin Whitmarsh has confirmed that it will appear again at Hockenheim and once it’s working it will put them close to Red Bull.

    Once they have all the major “toys” optimised on the cars, it will be a case of developing the aerodynamics and continuing to play to their strengths, which are generally in race conditions.

    Although they have worked hard on qualifying, they are still some way behind Red Bull, but on race pace they are invariably much closer, if not faster on occasions.

    The upcoming tracks should be good for McLaren, especially Monza. It will come down more to racking up the points and delivering on the car’s potential every week than anything else. If McLaren have a second half of the season like the first, they will win both titles.


    RED BULL RACING

    Webber 128 pts – 3rd
    Vettel 121 pts – 4th

    Constructors’ position – P2

    Wins 5
    Podiums 4

    Red Bull have had a rollercoaster year with a near faultless record in qualifying – only missing the pole on one occasion out of 10 – but not always managing to translate that into results and with a damaging feud between the drivers which cost them points in Istanbul and Silverstone.

    The car proved fragile at the start of the season, with Vettel in particular, suffering some reliability issues in the early races, but lately they seem to have got on top of that. With three wins, Webber is the season’s most successful driver so far and he has scored points in every race, apart from his massive accident in Valencia. Vettel has had more pole positions with five, but has only translated that into a win on one occasion. He also won from third on the grid in Malaysia.

    Red Bull are dealing with the fallout from a decision to favour Vettel with newer car parts at the British GP and it will be tough to manage the expectations of the two drivers over the remainder of the season, particularly in the final three or four races, if they are both still in it. In any other season the superb job they have done with the car would have given them a fairly clear path to the title, but with McLaren close enough on pace and its two drivers having very strong seasons, the pressure is really on.

    With by far the most downforce of any car and with the F Duct wing now close to optimised, the car had a good advantage at Silverstone. The car has shown that it works well everywhere and of the upcoming circuits only Monza is a question mark.

    FERRARI

    Alonso 98 pts – 5th
    Massa 67 pts – 8th

    Constructors’ position – 3rd

    Wins 1
    Podiums 4

    Ferrari hasn’t troubled the other two teams anything like as much as it should have done, given that it was the fastest car in winter testing and won the first race. But it is telling that the team has only qualified once on the front row of the grid this season, at the first race.

    The car’s development slumped since then as they focussed on getting the F Duct to work, but they have recently found quite a bit of performance from that and from the blown diffuser and other aerodynamic updates. In Silverstone Alonso was only a tenth off the pace of the Red Bulls until Qualifying 3, when they always seem to take a step up.

    So the pace of Ferrari is better than it looks from the points table at the moment. They are on a par pace wise with McLaren from race to race, but they aren’t getting the results. The car should work well at the upcoming races, and Alonso has confidence in the package so he could be worth keeping an eye on in the next few races. I think he may start winning again.

    However Alonso has fallen foul of the stewards in the last two races, losing two potential third places and he feels he could have won Canada if the flag marshals had done their job with backmarkers. Quite a few points have been dropped, in other words. Alonso’s not been able to make things happen for himself with this team yet, like he did with Renault, where he was very efficient at harvesting the points.

    Massa hasn’t really been on it all season. His body language in the paddock and press conferences is rather disconsolate, shoulders down. He has struggled with the harder compound tyres this season, but he’s generally not really been on Alonso’s pace, with the exception of Bahrain qualifying and even the renewal of his contract doesn’t seem to have inspired him. Those moves Alonso made on him in Bahrain and China have cast him in the Spaniard’s shadow and he’s struggling to assert himself. He has been scoring midfield results generally but was also very unlucky in the last three races.