It has been 30 years since writer and social theorist Joel Garreau wrote “The Nine Nations of North America”, which portrayed the U.S., Canada and Mexico as really being nine distinct national regions based on shared culture, politics and geography. Now journalist Colin Woodard revisits the idea and has decided that it’s actually eleven nations, not nine in his recent book American Nations: A History of the Eleven Rival Regional Cultures of North America. His map’s a little less attached to the existing political boundaries than Garreau’s was — just looking at the book cover, I’d say the territory Woodard calls “The Midland” looks like it was gerrymandered by a Republican redistricting committee. I heard about it via this brief review at The Daily Beast, which is generally favorable (if a little light). Sam Smith of Progressive Review offered a more substantial review when the book was released in September.
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Capitalism Destroys Everything, Cont’d

If you read nothing else I’ve linked here today, go and read this post at The Progressive Review by its editor, Sam Smith.
Smith details how the “arrogant, autistic, and amoral class of late 20th century MBAs” have managed to spread the pernicious nothingness of mass capitalism into every avenue of American life over the past quarter-century.
The tragedy is that each of the infected cultures, organizations and individuals once had their own culture that often was infinitely more appealing, intelligent, inspiriting and honest than that which has sullied it. Why is the corporate and business school tradition preferable to that of the church, the artist, the non-profit, the political movement or education? Is politics just branding, is art just a product, is education just a learning process, would Martin Luther King have done better if he had gone to business rather than theological school? Each of these traditions have centuries of wisdom and experience behind them, but all that is increasingly put aside to fit the corporate model.
We pay for this in numerous ways. Some are obvious such as political candidates and public officials carefully avoiding real issues in favor of creating artificial images of themselves, backed by such words as “hope” and “change.” And if you don’t join with the change huckster, you are accused of “fear of change.”
A few years back I put it this way: “A cursory examination of American business suggests that its major product is wasted energy. Compute all the energy loss created by corporate lawyers, Washington lobbyists, marketing consultants, CEO benefits, advertising agencies, leadership seminars, human resource supervisors, strategic planners and industry conventions and it is amazing that this country has any manufacturing base at all. We have created an economy based not on actually doing anything, but on facilitating, supervising, planning, managing, analyzing, tax advising, marketing, consulting or defending in court what might be done if we had time to do it. The few remaining truly productive companies become immediate targets for another entropic activity, the leveraged buyout.” And this was all before the rise of the killer hedge fund.
It is tempting just to copy-paste the whole post right here, but I will limit myself to those two pull quotes. This is not a “things were better in the good old days” rant by a jaded ex-hippie; this, my friends, is the straight and unvarnished truth. Our fascination with “red vs blue”, “black vs white”, “Coke vs Pepsi”, whatever is strictly for show, keeping us distracted while the legions of lawyers and regiments of MBAs systematically gut everything we cherish, reduce it to “product”, then discard it when the product is no longer sufficiently profitable. The very world itself is now reduced to an item of consumption which has been overexploited so badly that we may cause our own extinction.
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Cold War, Cool Jazz
Sam Smith at The Progressive Review has an excellent feature piece about jazz legend Dave Brubeck and his unofficial role as “cultural ambassador” during the Cold War years, touring many Eastern Bloc cities. The Brubeck Institute website also has more material as part of a 50th anniversary celebration.
I’ve been lucky enough to see Dave Brubeck perform in concert twice. The first time was several years ago with my friend Tony. Brubeck usually makes at least one appearance a year at the Berklee School of Music, but the night we went to see him he was ill with a cold and only played a couple of numbers at the beginning of the first set before excusing himself from the stage. He’s very old, but he’s obviously a lot stronger than he looked that night all huddled up inside a trench coat, because he keeps on touring. The second time was two years ago, also at the Berklee Performance Center. This time he was in fine fettle and played for the entire show and talked to the audience for a bit. He’ll be in town again in mid-June. If you haven’t seen him in person, do try to make the effort to go; at 87 years of age, his touring days are dwindling.



