Reality Wins!

I just watched a Fox News report on Reality Winner, and boy are those guys scandalized!

I’ll spare you the link – I’m sure there’s much worse to come for this woman. Agree with her or not, she is courageous and fascinatingly flawed. Kind of naive in her mis-steps, it turns out. There was a shadow on a document indicating a crease on a piece of paper that got scanned. I’d hate to be her ex-best friend who has embarrassing photos of her from a New Years party and keeps seeing the same black SUV outside the house.

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Reality Leigh Winner: What a name!

This is where our side is crossing its fingers that she’ll come off as mature and credible and up to the part, and the other side is hoping she seems privileged and irritating on camera. All I can say is, What a name! Reality Leigh Winner. Reality Winner! Reality Wins!

Sojourner Truth, who chose her name in a religious conversion, had a damn good one. Her name implies that the Truth will come out in force one day, but that for now it is on a Sojourn in her heart. And I’ve always felt like President Lincoln’s first name was almost too accurate to be true: Abraham, the patriarch whom God commanded to kill his own son. But if she ends up on the right side of history (and leakers usually do) then “Reality Winner” ranks right up there.

21st Century Posterboy

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Edward Snowden is all over the news this week, and it’s biggest breath of fresh air in American politics since Occupy Wall Street. OWS was a giant success, if you judge it, not by what it could have been, but by what it did to existing political conversation. Prior to it, we on the Left were so fatigued defending Obama – the inadequate stimulus, the Wall Street coddling, the better-than-nothing-we-think-so-anyway healthcare plan – that any dissent was seen as crypto-support for the Tea Party jackasses.

Discourse in the US about government secrecy often boggles the mind. Why does the Left shrug when Obama orders a drone strike in Yemen? Does the Right really expect us to take it seriously when it talks about executive branch overreach? Snowden is no cure-all, but his sudden celebrity is a step in the right direction.

He’s the perfect posterboy for a new political frontier partly because he has that pasty, Mormon-esque handsomeness of young office guys: a heartthrob of the Google cafeteria. More importantly, he brought the message home. Bradley Manning took bigger risks to blow the lid off more explosive secrets, but the center of power he was indicting was squarely inside the Pentagon, and the people who suffered from its abuse were “merely” Iraqis and Afghanis. Snowden revealed that they’re kicking us right where it hurts: in our beloved smart phones.

More sensational is his background: an okay student who lasted just long enough in the Army to learn that, guess what, a lot of our trained killers are racists! How does this average dude get entrusted with info about top-level security systems? And what kind of security apparatus needs a guy with a G.E.D. to maintain it?

Answer: Our kind of security apparatus. Despite the incentives to reduce human labor costs in the technology workforce – and that sector’s vast “success” at that, which is the real reason we’re permanently in the economic shithouse – we still need some tech workers. If the iconic dissenter in the Vietnam War was the grunt who returned home and threw his medal at the Pentagon, then his counterpart in the War on Terror is the I.T. specialist who sent us a link, then threw himself at the mercy of Chinese authorities. Like Sal from Dog Day Afternoon, but with a better haircut:

I’ve long figured that Big Brother is probably listening. He just doesn’t care what you believe, or who your weed dealer is. We all talk out of both sides of our mouths when it comes to secrecy. We believe in privacy, but if a bomb goes off during rush hour this afternoon, we’re all going to chant, “Why didn’t you invade our privacy more systematically?” This week that system with which Big Brother invades our privacy is a little more public, and that’s a good thing.

Typists of the world! To the barricades! Virtually!