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Title: All Has Changed
Author: L.A. Kauffman
Date: September 17, 2001
Language: en
Topics: 9/11, Free Radical, New York City
Source: https://web.archive.org/web/20021130172433/http://free-radical.org/
Notes: Issue #19 of Free Radical

L.A. Kauffman

All Has Changed

It's now official: In the wake of the September 11 disaster, the IMF and

World Bank have indefinitely postponed their planned late-September

meetings, and the raucous street protests that were to greet them have

effectively been canceled. (At this writing, the Anti-Capitalist

Convergence, the more radical of the two organizing coalitions, has

still not decided what it's going to do.)

There still will be teach-ins and at least one large interfaith vigil in

D.C. that week. Meanwhile, the International Action Center – front group

for the Stalinist Workers World Party, with a long history of supporting

murderous dictators like Nicolae Ceausescu, Saddam Hussein, and Slobodan

Milosevic – is planning to go forward with a September 29 "March Against

War and Racism" in Washington. I suspect a lot of other groups may sign

on, because there's a widespread desire to do something. But you won't

catch me supporting a "peace march" organized by a bunch of

authoritarian opportunists who have no problem with slaughter, so long

as it's committed by their pet tyrants.

Excuse my angry tone: I'm awash in emotion today. For days after the

World Trade Center was destroyed, I was in numb shock and responded with

frenetic action – going to hastily called meetings; handing out

thousands of leaflets for Friday night's massive peace vigil in Union

Square; putting up posters all throughout Midtown Manhattan and,

yesterday, the just-opened part of the Financial District. With

exhaustion, the tears have finally come, mourning mixed with rage at

what has happened and fear about what's to come. Today is supposed to be

the day when people begin returning to normalcy, but there's nothing

normal about life now in a city where the newspapers scream "CRUSADE!"

and "WAR!" on their front covers, where fighter jets fly overhead and

military vehicles prowl the streets, where Arabs and Muslims are being

harassed and beaten, where lampposts and bus shelters remain covered

with heartbreaking "missing" posters bearing photos of people who will

not be found alive.

When the wind from Ground Zero catches you, this city smells of war and

death. The first meeting I went to, held outdoors in Union Square

because our usual meeting spot was in a restricted zone, had to quickly

decamp when the horrible smoke began blowing north, overpowering us with

its toxic stench. ("I left Kosovo to get away from that smell," a woman

told a friend of mine.) Several friends and I had caches of gas masks in

our apartments, many covered with rhinestones and glitter, that we were

planning to distribute at the D.C. protests. When the call went out that

rescue workers urgently needed respirator masks, we donated them all,

first pulling off the festive decorations that were now so

inappropriate.

So much is inappropriate now that just one week ago made political

sense. Some of it is darkly comical: Just two days before the World

Trade Center was reduced to rubble, people were meeting here to plan

direct action against the Financial District in November, when the World

Trade Organization was scheduled to meet in Qatar. (No word yet on

whether the WTO meeting will even take place; the direct action,

needless to say, will not.)

More broadly, the September 11 attacks definitively interrupted the

unfolding logic of the movements for global justice. The IMF/World Bank

protests in D.C. were going to be simultaneously broader, more diverse,

and more intense than any demonstrations in recent U.S. history. The

AFL-CIO was pouring unprecedented resources into the events, mobilizing

its membership on a massive scale, and faith-based and non-governmental

organizations were activating thousands of people who had never come to

a globalization protest before. Meanwhile, more and more people were

embracing the philosophy of "diversity of tactics," shifting away from

the strict nonviolence guidelines that have been the hallmark of

large-scale direct actions for two decades, and agreeing to respect

those who chose to engage in more confrontational or property-destroying

tactics, so long as they didn't directly endanger other protesters.

"Diverse tactics" are clearly off the table for the time being,

especially in New York and Washington, where the sound of breaking glass

connotes death and devastation, and the masked uniform of the Black Bloc

will only inspire fear.

And with the world's greatest symbol of global capitalism having been

reduced to a smoldering mass grave, it's going to be difficult for a

while to present anti-capitalist critiques in a way that will resonate

broadly, and not seem to justify an unjustifiable atrocity.

Our movements' vision of global justice is needed now more than ever; we

will simply need to take great care in presenting that vision in a way

people can hear.

In the meantime, a huge upsurge of activism for global peace is already

well underway. All around the United States, meetings to discuss

progressive responses to September 11 have been overflowing. Groups

everywhere have thrown themselves into organizing everything from

rapid-response teams to counter racist attacks to antiwar teach-ins and

rallies. Here in New York, we were all astounded and inspired by the

thousands and thousands of people, of every race, class, and age, who

converged on Union Square last Friday night to stand for peace.

I know that one part of the deep mourning I feel is for the global

justice movements as they were before those planes crashed into the Twin

Towers: steadily growing in scope and influence, increasingly occupying

a central place on the global stage. We were blown off that stage on

September 11, and the context for our ongoing activism is now utterly

transformed. Action is essential: May it be prudent, strategic, and

effective.