John Berger
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John Berger died yesterday. Reviewing his selected essays in the LRB in 2002, Peter Wollen wrote:
Berger, despite his concentrated seriousness, is quite capable of breaking out of the box, seeing things in unexpected new ways, becoming excited by the unusual and the perverse and the eccentric, bringing a pungent subjectivity to the most delicate of judgments. For me he is the man who has written movingly about Seker Ahmet and the Douanier Rousseau and the Facteur Cheval, artists from outside the mainstream, who created their own strange worlds, in which the perspective was disjointed, ‘deeply and subtly strange’, or in which ‘clumsiness was the precondition of eloquence’ or which were filled with ‘strange sculptures of all kinds of animals and caricatures’. Or Grandville’s engraving of a bear dejectedly pulling a pram. Or the amateur artists of Hiroshima. Or the carvings of white wooden birds, with wings and fan tails, about six inches long, made from well-soaked pine-wood and hung in the kitchen of a peasant home, in Czechoslovakia, in the Baltic lands, or in Berger’s own Haute-Savoie. This is the Berger I admire most, a man who is at home anywhere, curious, intense, always on the side of the underdog and the eccentric, always thrilled by creativity.
On a visit to Palestine in 2003, Berger reflected in the LRB:
The time of the victors is always short and that of the defeated unaccountably long. Their space is different, too. Everything in this limited land is a question of space, and the victors have understood as much. The stranglehold they maintain is first and foremost spatial. It is applied, illegally and in defiance of international law, through the checkpoints, through the destruction of ancient roads, through the new bypasses strictly reserved for Israeli settlers, through the fortress hilltop settlements, which are really surveillance and control points for the surrounding plateaux, through the curfew which obliges people to stay indoors night and day until it is lifted. During the invasion of Ramallah last year, the curfew lasted six weeks, with a ‘lifting’ of a couple of hours on certain days for shopping. There was not even enough time to bury those who died in their beds.
Berger was also one of the London Review Bookshop's 'first and most loyal customers'.
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it's Berger, by the way.
Being critical of Israel's policies does not mean that one celebrates the deaths of Israelis.
Many folks will have been critical of the colonialist policies of the UK (in Ireland for example) or France (e.g. in Algeria) and have not been silenced by the actions of the IRA of the ALN.
John Berger is well worth discovering - give him a go.
All the best,
Tom
5 Jan 2003, Tel Aviv, 23 killed, 120 injured by two suicide bombers who detonated bombs about 30 seconds apart near Central Bus Station
5 Mar 2003, Haifa, 17 killed, 53 injured by suicide bombing on bus en route to Haifa University
11 Jun 2003, Jerusalem, 17 killed over 100 injured by suicide bombing on bus
19 Aug 2003, Jerusalem, 23 killed 133 injured in suicide bombing in Jerusalem on bus filled with Jewish worshippers
4 Oct 2003. Haifa, 21 killed 60 injured by suicide bombing in a restaurant
Responsibility for peace always lies with the strong. Israel is the most powerful military power in the region, something that was made clear in its resounding victory in the six day war of '67. Ever since then, it has disappointingly shown that the only "peace" it is interested in is the sort Tacitus describes in (what he claims to be) the first Caledonian words recorded in history (i.e. "Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant"), the kind that only dead Arabs can provide.
Israel cannot impose peace on Arab extremists whose delared aim is its destruction and Israel is not going to allow Hamas to set up its rocket launchers 15 feet from Jewish Jerusalem and 15 miles from Tel Aviv.
More likely, Berger would be required to dress up as an "artist" (in paint-spattered doublet and hose)and filmed marching across Namibian sand dunes (to illustrate the concept of how on some days the weather is quite warm), followed by a jump cut to him participating in a hip-hop rap battle in downtown New York to demonstrate ...erm...well, basically, to generate some Tweets about, oh, whatevs...#twerkart! Trrrending!!!!;)
2017 has started as well as 2016 ended.