Wikileaks, The State, The lies and Nietzsche
| October 23rd, 2010
With great interest I’m following the news surrounding the new leak of 400.000 classified documents on the Iraq War dubbed the “Iraq War Logs”. Last night I spent some time browsing through the material. Wikileaks has set up a website in which everyone can read the documents and provide extra information to it in order to better understand the contents. Please be aware that the site is very slow today. All reports contain coordinates and for the first time in history you can see in one picture what this material is all about. There is even a interactive visualization about one the bloodiest day’s in the conflict you can see here, one day of war.
What is remarkable is that the only argument against this leakage by the US government is that leaking this kind of information puts lives in danger, not the mention the earlier made comments Chairman of Joint Chiefs of Staff, Mullen, that Wikileaks “has blood on it’s hands”. That latest comment is actually pretty ironic coming from man representing an organization which has the blood of hundreds of thousands of people on its hands…
First, last week an internal letter from the Pentagon was intercepted which indicated that according to Pentagon’s own research it found no evidence that the leak of the Afghan war diary had endangered lives of people, something largely ignored by mainstream media. Check the interesting interview with Daniel Ellsberg, who leaked the secret history of the Vietnam War in 1971 on the Democracy Now website, discussing this and other topics.
Secondly, all names or other information which could lead to identifying individuals has been deleted from the reports which are published you can see this with your own eyes by taking some time looking into the material published. It is puzzling to me why so many “reporters” and the press are not asking real critical questions. It seems to be a discussion about whether Wikileaks is “responsible” for and whether releasing this information puts people’s life in danger. Although these are legit concerns it is shifting attention away from the real issue which is waging an unjust, illegal war against the Iraqi people to give them “freedom” and take their oil and in the process killing 66.000 civilians (that’s 30 people every day see for details http://www.iraqbodycount.org). Amnesty International said that the US must investigate detainee abuse claims reported in the warlogs.
This is much more important than focussing on the lies and distortion surrounding the person of wikileaks founder Assange. It is utterly disgusting that reporters seem to be more interested in the allegations made to Assange than discussing the crimes against humanity. Yesterday Assange walked out of an interview with CNN. The purpose of the interview was to discus the new leak and the contents of the material. Instead, the reporter was more interested in the personal life of Assange than the leaks. He had no choice to walk out. See the footage here on CNN on how it happened.
Currently I’m studying the book “Also sprach Zarathustra” from Nietzsche and coincidently yesterday evening I read the part “The New Idol” which are thoughts from Nietzsche on the idea of “the state”. Actually from a philosophical point of view this text means much more than a simple “anti state” thought but that would require at least a separate post on it’s own and I think I’m not qualified to analyze this kind of literature. I leave that to our philosophers. Some food for thought. (see below)
11. The New Idol SOMEWHERE there are still peoples and herds, but not with us, my brethren: here there are states. A state? What is that? Well! open now your ears unto me, for now will I say unto you my word concerning the death of peoples. A state, is called the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly lieth it also; and this lie creepeth from its mouth: "I, the state, am the people." It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life. Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them. Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs. This sign I give unto you: every people speaketh its language of good and evil: this its neighbour understandeth not. Its language hath it devised for itself in laws and customs. But the state lieth in all languages of good and evil; and whatever it saith it lieth; and whatever it hath it hath stolen. False is everything in it; with stolen teeth it biteth, the biting one. False are even its bowels. Confusion of language of good and evil; this sign I give unto you as the sign of the state. Verily, the will to death, indicateth this sign! Verily, it beckoneth unto the preachers of death! Many too many are born: for the superfluous ones was the state devised! See just how it enticeth them to it, the many-too-many! How it swalloweth and cheweth and recheweth them! "On earth there is nothing greater than I: it is I who am the regulating finger of God."- thus roareth the monster. And not only the long-eared and short-sighted fall upon their knees! Ah! even in your ears, ye great souls, it whispereth its gloomy lies! Ah! it findeth out the rich hearts which willingly lavish themselves! Yea, it findeth you out too, ye conquerors of the old God! Weary ye became of the conflict, and now your weariness serveth the new idol! Heroes and honourable ones, it would fain set up around it, the new idol! Gladly it basketh in the sunshine of good consciences,- the cold monster! Everything will it give you, if ye worship it, the new idol: thus it purchaseth the lustre of your virtue, and the glance of your proud eyes. It seeketh to allure by means of you, the many-too-many! Yea, a hellish artifice hath here been devised, a death-horse jingling with the trappings of divine honours! Yea, a dying for many hath here been devised, which glorifieth itself as life: verily, a hearty service unto all preachers of death! The state, I call it, where all are poison-drinkers, the good and the bad: the state, where all lose themselves, the good and the bad: the state, where the slow suicide of all- is called "life." Just see these superfluous ones! They steal the works of the inventors and the treasures of the wise. Culture, they call their theft- and everything becometh sickness and trouble unto them! Just see these superfluous ones! Sick are they always; they vomit their bile and call it a newspaper. They devour one another, and cannot even digest themselves. Just see these superfluous ones! Wealth they acquire and become poorer thereby. Power they seek for, and above all, the lever of power, much money- these impotent ones! See them clamber, these nimble apes! They clamber over one another, and thus scuffle into the mud and the abyss. Towards the throne they all strive: it is their madness- as if happiness sat on the throne! Ofttimes sitteth filth on the throne.- and ofttimes also the throne on filth. Madmen they all seem to me, and clambering apes, and too eager. Badly smelleth their idol to me, the cold monster: badly they all smell to me, these idolaters. My brethren, will ye suffocate in the fumes of their maws and appetites! Better break the windows and jump into the open air! Do go out of the way of the bad odour! Withdraw from the idolatry of the superfluous! Do go out of the way of the bad odour! Withdraw from the steam of these human sacrifices! Open still remaineth the earth for great souls. Empty are still many sites for lone ones and twain ones, around which floateth the odour of tranquil seas. Open still remaineth a free life for great souls. Verily, he who possesseth little is so much the less possessed: blessed be moderate poverty! There, where the state ceaseth- there only commenceth the man who is not superfluous: there commenceth the song of the necessary ones, the single and irreplaceable melody. There, where the state ceaseth- pray look thither, my brethren! Do ye not see it, the rainbow and the bridges of the Superman?- Thus spake Zarathustra.