Artist's Statement
Lately I’ve been crept
out by the increasingly admiring tone the national media
has taken toward China. Around Christmas I saw a TIME Magazine
whose cover feature was “Five Things The U.S. Can
Learn from the Chinese.” (I could pretty much picture
the Pain cartoon in my head without even looking
at the article.) In an editorial about environmental and
energy policy Thomas Friedman contrasted the U.S.’s
helpless greedlock to China’s “more enlightened” government.
I was struck by his use of the term “enlightened,” which
I still associate with the Renaissance, scientific skepticism,
progressive politics and spiritual awakening, to refer
to a government that routinely responds to political and
religious dissent with a bullet to the back of the skull.
Roger Cohen writes: "I believe the rise of China is
unstoppable.” (In a recent column contrasting China’s
growing confidence on the global arena with American’s
confused and antiquated foreign policy, Cohen related an
exchange he had over the issue of Iran with the Chinese
Foreign Ministry, praising the “clearly written” response
he received. I’m sure it’s very cool to have
inside contacts among such high-ranking fascists, but it
seems never to have occurred to Cohen that the ministry
of a totalitarian state might be anything other than 100%
forthright in communiqués with a foreign journalist.)
It all reminds me of the dire, fatalistic rhetoric we heard
twenty years ago about the equally inevitable ascendancy
of Japan, which by the way whatever happened to that? What
it really sounds like is nothing so much as Springfield
anchorman Kent Brockman’s premature reaction to what
he believed was an alien invasion: “I, for one, welcome
our new insect overlords.”
It’s certainly true that
a dictatorship is more efficient in reacting to a crisis
than a democracy, which is why the Romans used to appoint
a temporary dictator in times of war. I read an article
recently about China taking the lead in renewable energy
technologies, while the American government seems not yet
to have fully grasped that things like climate change or
the depletion of fossil fuels are crises. The
Chinese are already cranking out wind turbines and investing
in photovoltaics, while the U.S.'s last brilliant idea
on this front was to mire our armies in a war in the Middle
East and bankrupt ourselves for the next half-century to
secure access to the last big resevoir of the polluting,
nonrenewable energy source of the 20th century.
Except aren't we forgetting
one crucial difference: that the Chinese are
assholes? To quote war profiteer Darryl Worley, Have
you forgotten? Have we forgotten about Tiananmen Square?
You know, the guy in front of the tank? The arrest and
disappearance of dissidents? The forcible annexation of
Tibet? The persecution and torture of Falun Gong practitioners?
The heavy-handed censorship? The totalitarian management
of people's personal lives? The fake-o lip-syncing little
robot girl at the Olympics? It's a police state. I’m
finding it weirdly easy to imagine these same columnists
writing with envy of the impressive swiftness and efficiency
and with which Hitler and Mussolini were rebuilding their
economies while the U.S. was still floundering in the Great
Depression, arguing over its wonky, trial-end-error New
Deal programs, going through all the lumbering, wasteful
motions of democracy.
China is like someone so wealthy
that he's been allowed to become a narcissistic sociopath;
everyone's so afraid of or indebted to him that they let
him get away with it. The U.S. government is in such deep
financial debt to the Chinese, and our business leaders
are slavering so thirstily over the mirage of their billion-plus
consumer market, that we’re all starry-eyed and fawming
over a nation no better than the tinpot thugocracies of
North Korea or Iran. Should we all maybe just admit that
the only value anyone in this country gives a shit about
anymore is money?
What we really need to do is
get out from under our gargantuan debt to China, which,
if we all work very hard, eliminate weekends and don't
take any sick days, should only take us until 2314 A.D.,
by which time the Chinese will be living in floating pleasure-domes
in the clouds of Neptune and we'll be selling old Captain
and Tenille albums out of cardboard boxes for a Euro apiece.
Or we could just declare bankruptcy. Default. We could say:
Guess what, China? We’re never paying you
back. That money’s gone, Jim. Truth is,
we done blew it all on Iraq! We spent it on imaginary shit
on the stock market! We just plain don’t got it no
more and we’re never gonna! So put that
in your fancy opium pipe and smoke it! What--you want it?
Well come and get it, pussies. That's right. Yeah,
we got your 800 billion dollars for ya riiight here.
I personally am not worried
about China. I don't believe that the Chinese government
can continue for much longer to have it both ways, getting
all of the capitalism with none of the democracy. (Once
the Chinese people find out about internet porn it'll all
be over, like the Three Gorges Dam busting.) Nor, to be
honest, do I much care who's currently winning the world
geopolitical pissing contest. The main difference between
our two politico-economic systems these days, as far as
I can tell, seems to be that the Chinese government owns
its corporations while American corporations own our government.
(Also hey what's with the same people who are protesting
the U.S. turning into a socialist country demanding that
the government do something about unemployment? Can you
both believe that Obama is a closet Bolshevik and also
insist that he owes you a living? Isn't this sort of like
telling your Dad to fuck off and stay out of your life
while hitting him up for a couple hundred bucks?)
Let's admit it: being a superpower
was a big drag, mostly a lot of thankless foreign aid,
nuclear-war nightmares and kids coming home in body bags.
And I suspect that a lot of what appears to be defeatism
among American commentators is veiled relief that we might
finally get to foist the mantle of world leadership off
on someone else, like Atlas trying to stick Hercules with
the shit job of holding the entire Earth on his shoulders.
All I care about is the survival of the human race and
the advance of enlightenment civilization--the word enlightenment being
used here advisedly, unironically and without postmodern
quotes. I don't care who gets to think they're running
things a thousand years from now as long as someone, somewhere,
is still watching Akira Kurosawa films.
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