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| NEW INTERNATIONALIST 236 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The Gulf in flames Patriarchs and
petroculture Crazy for oil Simply - Manufacturing consent Storm damage The cavalry takes
charge
Torching the Earth Not in our names |
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The Gulf War |
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| FROM THIS MONTH'S EDITOR | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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To be an editor here you also have to be a picture researcher. Once you've finished honing your contributors' prose and laid down your grand plans for the magazine you set off for the picture agencies. There you rifle through files and, if you are me, you get distracted by the pictures and forget what it is you're looking for. Often you're after something like 'a positive image of bicycles which includes human interest somewhere in the Pacific'. There's probably only one and you're sure to have used it before. This time, with the Gulf War, I thought finding
the right pictures would be easy. But after I'd been working for a while I
began to feel quite ill. Only once before I was shocked that despite all the TV I watched, the newspapers and magazines I read while the War was on, I had not seen most of these pictures before. Nor, despite my general sense of outrage at the War, had I felt so sharply what it must have been like to be on the receiving end of the most savage bombardment since World War Two. Researching the Gulf War you keep bumping into simple truths spoken only in whispers, if at all. We all knew that the Gulf War was really about oil but for the most part we preferred not to say so. Now, as I write, we can be pretty sure that President Bush is sitting down somewhere plotting his next move against Saddam Hussein and that no-one round the table with him will say what they all know to be true, that the point is to win the next US Presidential Election for George Bush. But it's as well not to get too superior about such things. I have a beloved godson who kept a scrapbook during the War. It's filled with graphic illustrations of all the fancy ironmongery, the battle plans and so forth - the sort of thing that grabbed me when I was a boy. He would thumb through it zapping this and that, crying 'brilliant!' and uttering blood-curdling oaths against Saddam Hussein, and I would reprove him for keeping it. I borrowed it off him to do this magazine. I'm not quite sure whether I owe you an apology, but thanks anyway, James. |
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Letters FRONT COVER PHOTOGRAPH: ABBAS / MAGNUM |
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David Ransom
for the New Internationalist Co-operative |
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have
I seen so many sickening pictures in such a short space of time, and that
was when I was still in my teens, at a memorial to the holocaust in Dachau.
Now a procession of mutilated bodies in the Arabian Desert passed before my
eyes, caught in grotesque poses, carbonized. 
