26.10.10
Lettre de la côte Ouest
Anna Mkhoyan, a fourth year PhD candidate in International History and Politics, sends a letter from her semester as a Visiting Scholar at the Institute of Slavic, East European, and Eurasian Studies at the University of California, Berkeley:
"Ça va faire bientôt deux mois, que je suis à Berkeley; nouveau monde, «nouvelle vie»… Situé sur la baie orientale de San Francisco, Berkeley est une petite ville avec une population de plus de 100000 habitants. C’est une ville extraordinaire, hors du commun... Avec des quartiers résidentiels essentiellement sur des collines, d’où s’ouvrent des paysages fabuleux. La ville a quelques rares immeubles, généralement des résidences estudiantines ; la majorité des résidences étant des maisons, qui datent souvent plus de cent voire cent cinquante ans. C’est également une ville de contrastes, souvent très différente d’un quartier à un autre...
Ce côté atypique est renforcé par le fameux University of California Berkeley, connu également comme UC Berkeley ou Cal, tout court. De South Hall, son premier bâtiment, construit en 1873, on a, aujourd’hui, un immense campus. Situé tout au centre de la ville, le campus est chargé d’événements, d’étudiants, de sportifs (Cal Golden Bears), de monde… Fondée en 1868, l’Université accueille aujourd’hui plus de 35 milles étudiants et a un corps d’enseignants plus de 2000 professeurs.
Un nombre important afin de contribuer à l’économie de la ville, où le niveau de vie est bien élevé. Les logements ont des prix exorbitants…. et, bien sur, ici non plus, rien n’est gratuit ; même l’impression est payante à l’Université, qui a, probablement, ses avantages aussi. Toutefois, l’Université étant publique, les frais d’inscription pour les étudiants ne sont pas aussi élevés que dans des Universités privées américaines. Comme à l’Institut, ici aussi, les étudiants ont l’opportunité de travailler un peu partout dans l’administration, au bureau des sports ou au bureau des logements afin de financer leurs études.
Concernant ma recherche, c’est un endroit très intéressant, enrichissant et intense. Un corps académique très compétent, beaucoup de séminaires et lectures présentés par des académiques ou des praticiens invités qu’on aurait du mal à suivre tous ; des bibliothèques immenses, et riches… Et, bien sûr, un cadre bien international, comme à l’Institut.
Malgré le quotidien assez intense, l’ambiance au campus me semble généralement détendue. Les étudiants, malgré le fait d’être occupés, ne me semblent pas très stressés, probablement le beau temps fréquent y contribue ; et les images du campus, très animées et vives… Des images, qui deviennent, petit à petit, de l’histoire…
Et comme, on s’intéresse tous à l’histoire, un petit fragment de l’histoire californienne, de l’histoire beaucoup plus lointaine, de Fort Ross, puisque le 16 octobre, la semaine dernière, c’était Fort Ross Harvest Festival. Cet événement réuni les familles russes des Etats-Unis, tous en costumes traditionnels, afin de partager avec les visiteurs l’histoire de Ross et la culture russe. A deux heures et demi de route de Berkeley, Fort Ross ou Ross (qui viendrait du mot Rus’), comme l’appelaient les Russes, est une forteresse située dans le comté de Sonoma, au nord de la Californie. Cette année, à l’agenda de Fort Ross Harvest Festival étaient la visite des pommiers, dont les premiers furent plantés en 1820 ; ensuite des domaines de Fort Ross, où nous attendaient des familles russes, des artisans, qui montraient comment tisser des petits paniers en osier ; ainsi que la danse et le chant folkloriques russes.
Aujourd’hui un National Historic Landmark, Fort Ross a été une colonie russe, « l’Amérique russe », de 1812 à 1841, fondée par la Russian-American Company. Pendant sa courte histoire, Ross comptera entre 200 et 400 habitants, essentiellement des Russes, des Aléoutes et des Indiens de Californie. Ross ne va durer que trente ans; les Russes quittent la Californie en 1842...
Meilleures salutations de Berkeley,
Anna"
"Ça va faire bientôt deux mois, que je suis à Berkeley; nouveau monde, «nouvelle vie»… Situé sur la baie orientale de San Francisco, Berkeley est une petite ville avec une population de plus de 100000 habitants. C’est une ville extraordinaire, hors du commun... Avec des quartiers résidentiels essentiellement sur des collines, d’où s’ouvrent des paysages fabuleux. La ville a quelques rares immeubles, généralement des résidences estudiantines ; la majorité des résidences étant des maisons, qui datent souvent plus de cent voire cent cinquante ans. C’est également une ville de contrastes, souvent très différente d’un quartier à un autre...
Ce côté atypique est renforcé par le fameux University of California Berkeley, connu également comme UC Berkeley ou Cal, tout court. De South Hall, son premier bâtiment, construit en 1873, on a, aujourd’hui, un immense campus. Situé tout au centre de la ville, le campus est chargé d’événements, d’étudiants, de sportifs (Cal Golden Bears), de monde… Fondée en 1868, l’Université accueille aujourd’hui plus de 35 milles étudiants et a un corps d’enseignants plus de 2000 professeurs.
Un nombre important afin de contribuer à l’économie de la ville, où le niveau de vie est bien élevé. Les logements ont des prix exorbitants…. et, bien sur, ici non plus, rien n’est gratuit ; même l’impression est payante à l’Université, qui a, probablement, ses avantages aussi. Toutefois, l’Université étant publique, les frais d’inscription pour les étudiants ne sont pas aussi élevés que dans des Universités privées américaines. Comme à l’Institut, ici aussi, les étudiants ont l’opportunité de travailler un peu partout dans l’administration, au bureau des sports ou au bureau des logements afin de financer leurs études.
Concernant ma recherche, c’est un endroit très intéressant, enrichissant et intense. Un corps académique très compétent, beaucoup de séminaires et lectures présentés par des académiques ou des praticiens invités qu’on aurait du mal à suivre tous ; des bibliothèques immenses, et riches… Et, bien sûr, un cadre bien international, comme à l’Institut.
Malgré le quotidien assez intense, l’ambiance au campus me semble généralement détendue. Les étudiants, malgré le fait d’être occupés, ne me semblent pas très stressés, probablement le beau temps fréquent y contribue ; et les images du campus, très animées et vives… Des images, qui deviennent, petit à petit, de l’histoire…
Et comme, on s’intéresse tous à l’histoire, un petit fragment de l’histoire californienne, de l’histoire beaucoup plus lointaine, de Fort Ross, puisque le 16 octobre, la semaine dernière, c’était Fort Ross Harvest Festival. Cet événement réuni les familles russes des Etats-Unis, tous en costumes traditionnels, afin de partager avec les visiteurs l’histoire de Ross et la culture russe. A deux heures et demi de route de Berkeley, Fort Ross ou Ross (qui viendrait du mot Rus’), comme l’appelaient les Russes, est une forteresse située dans le comté de Sonoma, au nord de la Californie. Cette année, à l’agenda de Fort Ross Harvest Festival étaient la visite des pommiers, dont les premiers furent plantés en 1820 ; ensuite des domaines de Fort Ross, où nous attendaient des familles russes, des artisans, qui montraient comment tisser des petits paniers en osier ; ainsi que la danse et le chant folkloriques russes.
Aujourd’hui un National Historic Landmark, Fort Ross a été une colonie russe, « l’Amérique russe », de 1812 à 1841, fondée par la Russian-American Company. Pendant sa courte histoire, Ross comptera entre 200 et 400 habitants, essentiellement des Russes, des Aléoutes et des Indiens de Californie. Ross ne va durer que trente ans; les Russes quittent la Californie en 1842...
Meilleures salutations de Berkeley,
Anna"
1.10.10
Above the Fray: Thoughts on V.S. Naipaul
Matthew Hinds, an IHP Visiting Research Fellow for 2010-2011 from the International History Department at LSE, sends this contribution to Past Present:
"Once again, the Nobel Prize winning author V.S. Naipaul’s latest work has been lambasted by his fellow writers. This time in a most scathing fashion, the novelist Robert Harris, in a recent review for the Sunday Times blurred the lines between personal attack and objective reflection, calling Naipaul’s Masque of Africa, a non-fictional account of the author’s travels to the continent, “repulsive.” Ever since Patrick French’s 2008 fascinating biographical portrait of Naipaul, The World Is What It Is, reviewers such as Harris have gravitated towards the shortcomings of Naipaul’s personality, rather than the writer’s contribution to literature. The insufferable egotism of Naipaul was put on full display for everyone to see in French’s biography, but should this really be such a surprise? Most writers, particularly the good ones, are more often than not unabashed egotists.
What critics have neglected in their anger is the importance of contextualizing Naipaul’s background and the correlative relationship it has had with his writing. A Trinidadian of Hindu descent as well as a resident of Britain for over 50 years, Naipaul has always viewed himself as a foreigner, even when he is “home.” Looking beyond the parochialisms of Trinidad and the Caribbean, Naipaul’s view of the world was greater than his surroundings. Publishing his first book in the 1950’s, he fought against all those who tried to pin him into categories on account of his race. Labeling him as a “West Indian writer” was a backhanded way to highlight, yet at the same time, minimize the full contribution of his work. Arguably, the unifying force behind Naipaul’s writing is the happy sense of disconnection to any one community. It has inspired his uncompromising writing style, which has no doubt resulted in him making a legion of enemies of many different stripes. Throughout his career, Naipaul’s own unique brand of iconoclasm has rubbed many people the wrong way. Once asked to comment on the fatwa against Salman Rushdie, he mischievously described it as “an extreme form of literary criticism.”
Therefore, it is no wonder that decades earlier, Naipaul was subverting stereotypes by writing such books as The Middle Passage and An Area of Darkness, both prominent works that were highly critical of the post-colonial eras in the West Indies and India. Naipaul, unlike many of his contemporaries, was skeptical of anti-colonial nationalism in terms of the corruption, poverty and politicization that animated some of these movements. In this view, his sharp critique of the emerging third world countervailed those post-colonial narratives that championed the anti-imperial struggle. This is not to say that Naipaul was a reactionary or an apologist for imperialism, as his detractors claim. In fact, much of that famous “Naipaul rage” manifests from the insipid racism and class ridden bigotry he felt when he arrived at Oxford in 1950.
So why then was Naipaul, at the height of decolonization and the growing trend of cultural relativism, more severe in his criticism of post-colonial states as opposed to the former imperialists? The reason is that given his platform as a writer, Naipaul was adamant that it also meant being above the fray of orthodoxy. When confronting such contentious topics like race, class, and country, Naipaul lives by the maxim “fiat justitia ruat caelum” -Let justice be done, though the heavens fall. In this sense, like all great writers, Naipaul has always possessed an unwavering single-mindedness; to tell the truth as he believed and saw it."
"Once again, the Nobel Prize winning author V.S. Naipaul’s latest work has been lambasted by his fellow writers. This time in a most scathing fashion, the novelist Robert Harris, in a recent review for the Sunday Times blurred the lines between personal attack and objective reflection, calling Naipaul’s Masque of Africa, a non-fictional account of the author’s travels to the continent, “repulsive.” Ever since Patrick French’s 2008 fascinating biographical portrait of Naipaul, The World Is What It Is, reviewers such as Harris have gravitated towards the shortcomings of Naipaul’s personality, rather than the writer’s contribution to literature. The insufferable egotism of Naipaul was put on full display for everyone to see in French’s biography, but should this really be such a surprise? Most writers, particularly the good ones, are more often than not unabashed egotists.
What critics have neglected in their anger is the importance of contextualizing Naipaul’s background and the correlative relationship it has had with his writing. A Trinidadian of Hindu descent as well as a resident of Britain for over 50 years, Naipaul has always viewed himself as a foreigner, even when he is “home.” Looking beyond the parochialisms of Trinidad and the Caribbean, Naipaul’s view of the world was greater than his surroundings. Publishing his first book in the 1950’s, he fought against all those who tried to pin him into categories on account of his race. Labeling him as a “West Indian writer” was a backhanded way to highlight, yet at the same time, minimize the full contribution of his work. Arguably, the unifying force behind Naipaul’s writing is the happy sense of disconnection to any one community. It has inspired his uncompromising writing style, which has no doubt resulted in him making a legion of enemies of many different stripes. Throughout his career, Naipaul’s own unique brand of iconoclasm has rubbed many people the wrong way. Once asked to comment on the fatwa against Salman Rushdie, he mischievously described it as “an extreme form of literary criticism.”
Therefore, it is no wonder that decades earlier, Naipaul was subverting stereotypes by writing such books as The Middle Passage and An Area of Darkness, both prominent works that were highly critical of the post-colonial eras in the West Indies and India. Naipaul, unlike many of his contemporaries, was skeptical of anti-colonial nationalism in terms of the corruption, poverty and politicization that animated some of these movements. In this view, his sharp critique of the emerging third world countervailed those post-colonial narratives that championed the anti-imperial struggle. This is not to say that Naipaul was a reactionary or an apologist for imperialism, as his detractors claim. In fact, much of that famous “Naipaul rage” manifests from the insipid racism and class ridden bigotry he felt when he arrived at Oxford in 1950.
So why then was Naipaul, at the height of decolonization and the growing trend of cultural relativism, more severe in his criticism of post-colonial states as opposed to the former imperialists? The reason is that given his platform as a writer, Naipaul was adamant that it also meant being above the fray of orthodoxy. When confronting such contentious topics like race, class, and country, Naipaul lives by the maxim “fiat justitia ruat caelum” -Let justice be done, though the heavens fall. In this sense, like all great writers, Naipaul has always possessed an unwavering single-mindedness; to tell the truth as he believed and saw it."
26.9.10
Letter from the New World
Second year MIS-IHP student Barbara Martin sends a note on her exchange semester at Yale:
"While my fellow graduate students are either discovering an exciting new life in our renowned “Genève Internationale”, or slowly (reluctantly?) settling back into a familiar academic setting, I find myself among the “happy few” who will be abroad this semester.
Tokyo, Singapore, Paris, Seoul, Washington, Boston… Some of us are now half a world away, experimenting life in a new environment, sometimes disorienting at first. This is an experience many of you will now be familiar with, for you come from the most varied horizons. Cultural shock is a notion most of us have personally experienced. So had I. I had lived in Ireland and in Russia, and overcome the rainy Irish winter and the rudeness of Russian bureaucrats. But every new country represents a new challenge, no matter how deceivingly “familiar” its culture can seem.
And so I embarked on a my first trip to the United States of America, this mythical land of wonders most Europeans unavowedly dream of. My destination was not a city, but a simple name, crystal-clear and exhaling a legendary scent: Yale!
And yet the place I came to was no fantasy, no fabulous realm of higher learning but an (almost) ordinary university, positively anchored in reality – albeit with this inimitable fairy-tale tinge that old stones and gothic style can confer to a centuries-old institution.
I soon found out that Yale was New Haven, just as New Haven was Yale – or not quite? Scattered across downtown New Haven, Yale is omnipresent, and the streets of this charming old town are flooded with students sporting Yale colors. But were one to stray just a few blocks away from this vast campus, a completely different picture would reveal itself: that of a de facto segregated town where the African American minority looks up in dismay and envy to the “rich Yale kids”.
Most students choose to ignore this disturbing picture, even though it always reappears at some point in one way or another – be it the Black lady begging at the street corner or the “Black males” whose misdemeanors regularly fill the police campus reports sent to every student.
I did not close my eyes on the ambiguity of New Haven. In fact, I chose – probably in a reckless move – to live on one of the “worst” streets of New Haven. But worst from which point of view? True, it is an all-black neighborhood, apparently home to a few drug dealers. But diversity does not bother me, and the friendly smiles and greetings I get every day on my way to class are something I would never dream of encountering in Geneva.
But what about classes, then? Does Yale really live up to its legend? Well, I have to say it does. Admittedly, the high quality standard of our institute’s teaching staff is only equaled, not significantly surpassed. And the same shortcomings are to be found there as well: overcrowded seminars contrast with empty classes and ineffective class registration systems leave students frustrated… However, the main difference lies in the proportions : instead of our institute’s few small scattered buildings, it is a whole town of residential colleges and campus buildings, with a library that is literally a cathedral devoted to higher learning, encompassing a dozen floors stacked with books on all subjects and in all possible languages… The campus is impressive, and so are the means devoted to the students. Not a day passes without a reception, a free banquet or a party organized by one department or another. Yes, Yale is indeed breathtaking.
And yet nothing in this world comes really for free. Luckily, I do not have to pay the exorbitant tuition fees that other students are subject to. But I do have to fulfill the other part of the contract, and study as hard as I am required to. And living up to increased expectations is not always an easy task, but it is a tremendous challenge I readily accepted.
By December, this little world will definitely have become mine, just as Geneva became, or will soon become yours. A little corner of our life we will never forget, for we gave it our best, and were accordingly rewarded.
Salutations from New Haven!"
"While my fellow graduate students are either discovering an exciting new life in our renowned “Genève Internationale”, or slowly (reluctantly?) settling back into a familiar academic setting, I find myself among the “happy few” who will be abroad this semester.
Tokyo, Singapore, Paris, Seoul, Washington, Boston… Some of us are now half a world away, experimenting life in a new environment, sometimes disorienting at first. This is an experience many of you will now be familiar with, for you come from the most varied horizons. Cultural shock is a notion most of us have personally experienced. So had I. I had lived in Ireland and in Russia, and overcome the rainy Irish winter and the rudeness of Russian bureaucrats. But every new country represents a new challenge, no matter how deceivingly “familiar” its culture can seem.
And so I embarked on a my first trip to the United States of America, this mythical land of wonders most Europeans unavowedly dream of. My destination was not a city, but a simple name, crystal-clear and exhaling a legendary scent: Yale!
And yet the place I came to was no fantasy, no fabulous realm of higher learning but an (almost) ordinary university, positively anchored in reality – albeit with this inimitable fairy-tale tinge that old stones and gothic style can confer to a centuries-old institution.
I soon found out that Yale was New Haven, just as New Haven was Yale – or not quite? Scattered across downtown New Haven, Yale is omnipresent, and the streets of this charming old town are flooded with students sporting Yale colors. But were one to stray just a few blocks away from this vast campus, a completely different picture would reveal itself: that of a de facto segregated town where the African American minority looks up in dismay and envy to the “rich Yale kids”.
Most students choose to ignore this disturbing picture, even though it always reappears at some point in one way or another – be it the Black lady begging at the street corner or the “Black males” whose misdemeanors regularly fill the police campus reports sent to every student.
I did not close my eyes on the ambiguity of New Haven. In fact, I chose – probably in a reckless move – to live on one of the “worst” streets of New Haven. But worst from which point of view? True, it is an all-black neighborhood, apparently home to a few drug dealers. But diversity does not bother me, and the friendly smiles and greetings I get every day on my way to class are something I would never dream of encountering in Geneva.
But what about classes, then? Does Yale really live up to its legend? Well, I have to say it does. Admittedly, the high quality standard of our institute’s teaching staff is only equaled, not significantly surpassed. And the same shortcomings are to be found there as well: overcrowded seminars contrast with empty classes and ineffective class registration systems leave students frustrated… However, the main difference lies in the proportions : instead of our institute’s few small scattered buildings, it is a whole town of residential colleges and campus buildings, with a library that is literally a cathedral devoted to higher learning, encompassing a dozen floors stacked with books on all subjects and in all possible languages… The campus is impressive, and so are the means devoted to the students. Not a day passes without a reception, a free banquet or a party organized by one department or another. Yes, Yale is indeed breathtaking.
And yet nothing in this world comes really for free. Luckily, I do not have to pay the exorbitant tuition fees that other students are subject to. But I do have to fulfill the other part of the contract, and study as hard as I am required to. And living up to increased expectations is not always an easy task, but it is a tremendous challenge I readily accepted.
By December, this little world will definitely have become mine, just as Geneva became, or will soon become yours. A little corner of our life we will never forget, for we gave it our best, and were accordingly rewarded.
Salutations from New Haven!"
27.4.10
PowerPoint - where do you fall?
Yesterday's New York Times article "We Have Met The Enemy And He Is PowerPoint" takes note of the growing backlash against the Microsoft tool in military circles. The main critiques presented are: that producing a good presentation takes a bit too much time; that it "makes us stupid", reducing complex ideas beyond their essence; bullet points don't permit deeper connections between subjects - everything appears linear; that they convey much less information that a brief (5-page analysis could); and finally, that the graphic nature of tool means that the creator can get away without valid analysis of the issue at hand.
While I use PowerPoint quite frequently for presentations, I would have to agree with many of these critiques, particularly the critique that it is a reductionist tool. I find PowerPoint useful in that it is an easy way to organize "true" visuals - photos, charts, etc. However, in as much as I can, I avoid using it too present the entirety of my presentation - I would hope that my interlocutors could take that away from my presentation proper!
Where do you fall on the PowerPoint debate?
While I use PowerPoint quite frequently for presentations, I would have to agree with many of these critiques, particularly the critique that it is a reductionist tool. I find PowerPoint useful in that it is an easy way to organize "true" visuals - photos, charts, etc. However, in as much as I can, I avoid using it too present the entirety of my presentation - I would hope that my interlocutors could take that away from my presentation proper!
Where do you fall on the PowerPoint debate?
23.4.10
How to present a paper
I ran across this article written by former American Historical Association President Linda Kerber on how to present a paper - I think there are lots of good tips, including on proper length, the difference between written and spoken work, and just some basic pointers. Have a look!
29.3.10
THE CONCEPT OF MIXED MIGRATION: REFLECTING ON TODAY'S MIGRATORY POLICIES, MOVEMENTS AND PARADIGMS SHIFTS
From the Programme for the Study of Global Migration:
A conference on THE CONCEPT OF MIXED MIGRATION: REFLECTING ON TODAY'S MIGRATORY POLICIES, MOVEMENTS AND PARADIGMS SHIFTS.
Date: 8-9 April 2010
Place: AJF
Full programme here.
A conference on THE CONCEPT OF MIXED MIGRATION: REFLECTING ON TODAY'S MIGRATORY POLICIES, MOVEMENTS AND PARADIGMS SHIFTS.
Date: 8-9 April 2010
Place: AJF
Full programme here.
22.3.10
The Life Raft Debate
A week ago one of my favorite public radio shows aired an interesting story on the Life Raft Debate, which has taken place under the aegis of the University of Montevallo (in Alabama) Philosophy Club for about the past 10 years. The premise of the debate, as explained on the broadcast [FYI you can listen to the broadcast streaming here; the relevant section is about 42 minutes in, but be forewarned, the point of the story is, in part, to chastize pandering in public discourse], is that the audience is on a life raft, and that they can only select one of the faculty members on stage to join their life raft, thus surviving. Each of the faculty members on stage – from departments like English, Art History, Computer Science, Math, History, etc. – have to argue why their discipline would be the most useful to the raft – a parallel with the question of “what is the value of a liberal arts degree”?
One of the history professors who participated in a past debate was quoted as having argued that, in a life raft situation, the value of a historian was to provide instruction on how to be a benevolent dictator to the dictator which would inevitably arise in the chaos of a life raft situation. While this is amusing (and nefarious!), it begs an examination of what value to attribute to the discipline of history. How about this as a springboard for a discussion?
One of the history professors who participated in a past debate was quoted as having argued that, in a life raft situation, the value of a historian was to provide instruction on how to be a benevolent dictator to the dictator which would inevitably arise in the chaos of a life raft situation. While this is amusing (and nefarious!), it begs an examination of what value to attribute to the discipline of history. How about this as a springboard for a discussion?
25.2.10
Go for the Gold: Obama, Reagan, and Nuclear Weapons
Sometime in the next few weeks, Barack Obama and Dmitri Medvedev will sign a follow-on agreement to the expired Strategic Arms Reduction Treaty that eliminated the firepower equivalent to that wielded by the Death Star. Consequent Senate deliberations over a new treaty are sure to feature accusations that the Russians intend to lie, cheat, and steal, rather than uphold their end of the bargain. Senators opposed to the treaty will invoke Ronald Reagan's name with lusty enthusiasm. Already, Senator Jon Kyl, the number two Republican in the chamber, has indicated his willingness to fight along these lines, and on these terms.
Senators who invoke Reagan in 2010 would have bitterly opposed him in 1988, after he signed the first treaty ever to eliminate an entire class of nuclear weapons. His admirers forget that for five months after December 1987, when Reagan and Gorbachev signed the Intermediate-Range Nuclear Forces Treaty eliminating four Soviet missiles for NATO's every one, Republican Senators like Jesse Helms and Dan Quayle held up ratification on the grounds that the Soviets could not be trusted. "Believe it or not there are elements who are hinting it would be a bad treaty," President Reagan wrote in his diary after meeting with Republican leaders on the eve of Gorbachev's arrival.
The delay over INF ratification mattered then, because it made finalizing a START agreement impossible before the end of Reagan's presidency. A delay over a new START would matter now, because rehashing the same arguments of Helms and Quayle distracts from the more important question: what role should the United States assign its nuclear arsenal after President Obama has received a Nobel Prize, in part, for announcing in Prague last year his quest to eliminate nuclear weapons?
Proponents of low-yield, “bunker busting” nuclear bombs, argue that such weapons would provide a more credible threat to deter state-sponsored terrorism, and that they might prove indispensible to strike hardened targets in any potential military engagement with Iran or North Korea. Opponents fear that a new generation of less powerful nuclear weapons would lower the threshold by which the United States -- or another nuclear power -- might use them.
Neither position is so hawkish or dovish as the other might contend, and President Obama has shrewdly indicated his preference for zero nuclear weapons without vilifying those who may disagree. He has also managed to sidestep any meaningful debate about just how to get from point A to point B. This is a national discussion worth having; unfortunately, it is also one where complex matters of military strategy, long-term forecasting, and alliance management are likely to be obscured by political demagogy.
Obama can silence the Cheney Family Choir, however, simply by invoking recent history. Perhaps he might declare that his own attitude toward nuclear weapons derives not from Jimmy Carter but Ronald Reagan. Both men spoke of abolishing nuclear weapons, but only Reagan achieved any real success. And in the last year of his presidency, he wanted to eliminate still more nuclear weapons. "We need to go for the gold," Reagan instructed Secretary of State George Shultz in February 1988, when the administration was deliberating over whether to pursue a last-minute START agreement.
Like Reagan, Obama should go for the gold. The elder statesmen already in his corner could not be more distinguished. For the past few years, Shultz (arguably the best secretary of state since Dean Acheson) as well as Henry Kissinger (who would argue) have joined with Democrats William Perry and Sam Nunn in beating the drum for a "world free of nuclear weapons." A new documentary they have produced, Nuclear Tipping Point, illustrates that no matter how prudent their keepers, no matter the safeguards, these weapons continue to imperil our planet.
For the moment, support for nuclear abolition is growing. Unlike climate change, affirming one's support does not entail the everyday guilt that accompanies purchasing bottled water. The real test is coming, however, not just when the Senate takes on a new START but the Comprehensive Test Ban Treaty after rejecting it over a decade ago. Critics will raise questions to which there are no perfect answers; the Obama administration should answer truthfully. Yes, whatever emerges to replace START will have its flaws. No, we cannot be one hundred percent sure that the Russians will not cheat. Neither questions nor answers have changed significantly over the past twenty years. But we do know today that Russia is no longer a sprawling empire with an ideological ax to grind. And we know conclusively that arms reductions contributed to ending one cold war, and that there is no compelling reason to begin another.
James Graham Wilson is a Ph.D. Candidate at the University of Virginia, and a 2009-2010 Gallatin Fellow at the Graduate Institute of International and Development Studies.
17.2.10
Public Lecture invitation
From the Programme for the Study of Global Migration:
The Politics of Privatised Immigration Detention
Given by Stephen Nathan of the Public Services International Research Unit at the University of Greenwich
Tuesday 2 March 2010, 12:15
Location: Room CV 342 (third floor)
La Voie Creuse, 16 - 1202 Geneva
The Politics of Privatised Immigration Detention
Given by Stephen Nathan of the Public Services International Research Unit at the University of Greenwich
Tuesday 2 March 2010, 12:15
Location: Room CV 342 (third floor)
La Voie Creuse, 16 - 1202 Geneva
7.2.10
Call for contributions/contributions
The IHP section blog is looking for new contributions and contributors!
As noted before, we'd be happy to welcome new regular contributors, as well as one-time pieces.
You could contribute to the ongoing interview series, or the newer archives visit series. Other ideas are:
- current events pieces
- book reviews
- write-ups of conferences
- notes on study-abroad
- or pretty much anything else under the sun! (want to share something about life in Geneva?)
Contributions with photographs are especially welcome.
There is no minimum/maximum length imposed on submissions.
Interested? Contact jaci (dot) eisenberg (at) graduateinstitute (dot) ch
As noted before, we'd be happy to welcome new regular contributors, as well as one-time pieces.
You could contribute to the ongoing interview series, or the newer archives visit series. Other ideas are:
- current events pieces
- book reviews
- write-ups of conferences
- notes on study-abroad
- or pretty much anything else under the sun! (want to share something about life in Geneva?)
Contributions with photographs are especially welcome.
There is no minimum/maximum length imposed on submissions.
Interested? Contact jaci (dot) eisenberg (at) graduateinstitute (dot) ch
8.1.10
Visiting Archives: The Arthur and Elizabeth Schlesinger Library on the History of Women in America at the Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study
I just had the opportunity to undertake an exploratory trip to the Arthur and Elizabeth Schlesinger Library at the Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study (Harvard campus in Cambridge, Massachusetts), and thought it would be worthwhile to report on it here!
Named for the prominent American Presidential Historian and his wife, the library and archive houses a remarkable collection of personal and organisational papers, searchable under either the general Harvard library catalog, or the more specific archival collections finding aid catalog (which permits in-text searching of key names and terms) [be sure to limit searches on both databases to the Schlesinger library so as not to return Harvard-wide results].
Portrait of Arthur Schlesinger hanging in the hall of the Schlesinger library.
The Schlesinger library is located at the intersection of Brattle and James streets; the main entrance is on the Radcliffe Yard side. Their holdings are consultable Monday through Friday, 9:30am to 5pm, in spacious and bright Carol. K. Pforzheimer Reading Room. Upon arrivial you have to present photo identification and register some personal and affiliation information at the welcome desk.
Researchers are permitted to photograph manuscript collections for note taking, although there are restrictions as to the quantity of photographs permitted from any one collection. Flatbed scanners are not permitted. Also available on-site are microfilm readers which scan directly to PDF - a godsend for researchers who wish to have the originals on hand for later verification.
The library staff was extremely kind and helpful, both in person and via email prior to the visit, which went towards ensuring I was able to make the most of this preliminary visit. The depth of the material available was much greater than anticipated - I would strongly recommend that anyone with topics pertaining to American history or perspectives, or American women, even as a tangential part of their research, consider examining this library's collection, as it is more than likely some collections will have valuable sources for your research.
On a practical note, several good lunch options exist in the vicinity of the Schlesinger library. Directly across Radcliffe Yard, in the basement of the Longfellow building, is a small Harvard cafeteria with a daily entree, a salad bar, several soup options, and a sandwich construction area, not to mention bagels and muffins; for about $7 you can get a complete lunch. Down Brattle Street, towards Harvard Square, there is Market in the Square, a semi-gourmet 24-hour deli with seating on premises. And just a few feet beyond that are the numerous options of Harvard Square.
Named for the prominent American Presidential Historian and his wife, the library and archive houses a remarkable collection of personal and organisational papers, searchable under either the general Harvard library catalog, or the more specific archival collections finding aid catalog (which permits in-text searching of key names and terms) [be sure to limit searches on both databases to the Schlesinger library so as not to return Harvard-wide results].
Portrait of Arthur Schlesinger hanging in the hall of the Schlesinger library.
The Schlesinger library is located at the intersection of Brattle and James streets; the main entrance is on the Radcliffe Yard side. Their holdings are consultable Monday through Friday, 9:30am to 5pm, in spacious and bright Carol. K. Pforzheimer Reading Room. Upon arrivial you have to present photo identification and register some personal and affiliation information at the welcome desk.
Researchers are permitted to photograph manuscript collections for note taking, although there are restrictions as to the quantity of photographs permitted from any one collection. Flatbed scanners are not permitted. Also available on-site are microfilm readers which scan directly to PDF - a godsend for researchers who wish to have the originals on hand for later verification.
The library staff was extremely kind and helpful, both in person and via email prior to the visit, which went towards ensuring I was able to make the most of this preliminary visit. The depth of the material available was much greater than anticipated - I would strongly recommend that anyone with topics pertaining to American history or perspectives, or American women, even as a tangential part of their research, consider examining this library's collection, as it is more than likely some collections will have valuable sources for your research.
On a practical note, several good lunch options exist in the vicinity of the Schlesinger library. Directly across Radcliffe Yard, in the basement of the Longfellow building, is a small Harvard cafeteria with a daily entree, a salad bar, several soup options, and a sandwich construction area, not to mention bagels and muffins; for about $7 you can get a complete lunch. Down Brattle Street, towards Harvard Square, there is Market in the Square, a semi-gourmet 24-hour deli with seating on premises. And just a few feet beyond that are the numerous options of Harvard Square.
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