Sunday, July 22, 2012
Alexander Cockburn and the Radical Power of the Word
Alexander Cockburn and the Radical Power of the Word
By John Nichols
The Nation
July 21, 2012
http://www.thenation.com/blog/168996/alexander-cockburn-and-radical-power-word#
Alexander Cockburn and I met in the 1980s, when
we shared places on a panel in Detroit, where the
topic was the latest murders of Catholic priests by
Latin American death squads. Alex was talking
about the horrors of US foreign policy. I was talking
about the horrors of US media coverage of US
foreign policy. We were sufficiently in sync that our
mutual friend, brilliant music writer and thinker
Dave Marsh, came up at the end of the evening and.
presuming that we were comrades long-standing,
told us we really should take the show on the road.
We did, more or less, appearing frequently together
over the years. But most of our time together was
spent at my home in Madison, Wisconsin, where
Alex was a frequent guest. He would pull up in a
great big American car, the trunk packed with
favored libations, new books and the facsimile
machine he used-even after the Internet had its
moment-to send columns to The Nation. (Alex
regularly proved that his knowledge of history, his
memory and his veteran reporter's knack for asking
the right people the right questions could be the
superior of even the most powerful search engine.
Eventually, however, he did with Jeffrey St. Clair
develop a politically potent website, CounterPunch.)
Alex, who has died too young at age 71 after a two-
year battle with cancer, loved writing-so much so
that he missed just one deadline even as his illness
progressed toward its final stages. His commitment
to the craft-to the radical power of the
word-extended far beyond his own contribution. He
poked, prodded and inspired the rest of us. When I
was working on an article at my home computer, he
would lean over me and make suggestions.
Invariably, Alex wanted to see a paragraph added on
some new evil done by a corporation, some third-
party candidate who had not gotten enough
attention or some third-world cause that had gotten
even less attention. Alex's suggestions did not
always fit where he proposed that I add them, and I
asked them about this once.
"Sometimes you just have to get the story out," he
said, "anywhere you can."
But, of course, Alex never just got the story out. His
prose, honed during an Anglo-Irish childhood when
he learned at the side of the master - his father
Claud, the great radical British journalist of mid-
century who lent him the title of his column, "Beat
the Devil" - never failed. Alex knew how good he
was. He knew that he could take readers where
other writers could not, to the fields of India where
Coca-Cola was stealing water from peasants, to the
barricades of neglected labor battles in Austin,
Minnesota and Toledo; to "The City" of London
where the Libor scandal now unfolds.
Alex's last column for The Nation was a delicious
takedown of all the dark players involved in the
scheme by the biggest bankers in the world to fix
rates. The bankers got their due, of course, but so
did the regulators and, of course, the pliant media.
"Now it turns out that the whole thing is a fix-a
grimy hand all too visible," Alex wrote. "Is is
possible to reform the banking system? There are
the usual nostrums-tighter regulations, savage
penalties for misbehavior, a ban from financial
markets for life. But I have to say I'm dubious. I
think the system will collapse, but not through our
agency."
Casual readers might imagine a darkness in the
closing line of what Alex's last Nation column
published in his lifetime. But that is a misread. Alex
shared Tom Paine's faith in the necessity of
information and insight, of speaking truth to power,
as an essential element to the activism that would
behind the world over again. He was a radical
democrat who believed ultimately in the power of
the people to overturn that which politicians and
the press left standing.
He kept the radical faith, steadily, constantly, going
to the ends of the earth to cover the next story of
revolt and revolution, going to the far corners of the
United States to uncover the news that Americans
were not taking it anymore. If a crowd had gathered,
and if they were raising the red flag, or any flag of
protest, that was enough for Alex. He would report
their struggle, usually in The Nation, but also in the
pages of The New York Review of Books, Harper's,
Esquire and (for a brief period as remarkable as it
was ironic) the Wall Street Journal.
Alex chose as the title and the underlying theme of
his finest collection of essays a line from the
anthropologist Claude Levi-Strauss. From Tristes
Tropiques:
If men have always been concerned with only one
task-how to create a society fit to live in-the
forces which inspired our distant ancestors are
also present in us. Nothing is settled; everything
can still be altered. What was done but turned
out wrong, can be done again. The Golden Age,
which blind superstition had placed behind [or
ahead of] us, is in us.
Alex taught me, he taught us all, that those were not
blandly optimistic words. They are demanding. They
suggest that we have fewer excuses than we
thought, that this is the place, that now is the time
and that there is truth in the Gandhian maxim that
we are the people we've been waiting for.
© 2012 The Nation
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John Nichols is Washington correspondent for The
Nation and associate editor of The Capital Times in
Madison, Wisconsin. His most recent book is The
"S" Word: A Short History of an American Tradition.
A co-founder of the media reform organization Free
Press, Nichols is co-author with Robert W.
McChesney of The Death and Life of American
Journalism: The Media Revolution that Will Begin
the World Again and Tragedy & Farce: How the
American Media Sell Wars, Spin Elections, and
Destroy Democracy. Nichols' other books include:
Dick: The Man Who is President and The Genius of
Impeachment: The Founders' Cure for Royalism.
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