Farewell. The Flying Pig Has Left The Building.

Steve Hynd, August 16, 2012

After four years on the Typepad site, eight years total blogging, Newshoggers is closing it's doors today. We've been coasting the last year or so, with many of us moving on to bigger projects (Hey, Eric!) or simply running out of blogging enthusiasm, and it's time to give the old flying pig a rest.

We've done okay over those eight years, although never being quite PC enough to gain wider acceptance from the partisan "party right or wrong" crowds. We like to think we moved political conversations a little, on the ever-present wish to rush to war with Iran, on the need for a real Left that isn't licking corporatist Dem boots every cycle, on America's foreign misadventures in Afghanistan and Iraq. We like to think we made a small difference while writing under that flying pig banner. We did pretty good for a bunch with no ties to big-party apparatuses or think tanks.

Those eight years of blogging will still exist. Because we're ending this typepad account, we've been archiving the typepad blog here. And the original blogger archive is still here. There will still be new content from the old 'hoggers crew too. Ron writes for The Moderate Voice, I post at The Agonist and Eric Martin's lucid foreign policy thoughts can be read at Democracy Arsenal.

I'd like to thank all our regular commenters, readers and the other bloggers who regularly linked to our posts over the years to agree or disagree. You all made writing for 'hoggers an amazingly fun and stimulating experience.

Thank you very much.

Note: This is an archive copy of Newshoggers. Most of the pictures are gone but the words are all here. There may be some occasional new content, John may do some posts and Ron will cross post some of his contributions to The Moderate Voice so check back.


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Monday, February 8, 2010

We Each Have a Nuclear Story of Our Own

By Russ Wellen



THE DEPROLIFERATOR --

"Nuclear war must be the most carefully avoided topic of general significance in the contemporary world. People are not curious about the details. � almost everyone seems to feel adequately informed by reading one book about nuclear war."
-- Paul Brians, chronicler of nuclear imagery in literature and pop culture
Some of us are oblivious to the threat of nuclear war; others shrink from it in fear. Many operate under the assumption that there's no longer anything to worry about because we survived the Cold War intact. Besides, there's always deterrence. Like a trusty old shotgun in the corner, we try to reassure ourselves, it's served us well for 50 years.



To the rest of us, the Bomb has been taken down a peg from its status as the existential threat to sharing that title with climate change and the economy, both of which have grown increasingly combustible. In fact, the United States may be closer to divesting itself of its nuclear arsenal (thanks, in no small part, to our current president) than restoring our economy and the environment to health.



Whoever thought ridding the world of nuclear weapons might be the easiest -- the least impossible, anyway -- of the three?



But just because total disarmament seems like an idea whose time has finally come doesn't mean it's a foregone conclusion. It's true that the days when three quarters of a million people would descend on New York's Central Park chanting "No nukes," as they did in June of 1982, are long gone. How then, aside from signing petitions or calling our representatives, can we move the threat of nuclear war to the front lines of our national consciousness?



For starters, we can make nuclear weapons personal. Why not encourage each other to summon up memories and emotions -- ideally, our earliest and most primal -- that the subject of nuclear weapons invokes in us?



For those of us who confine our attention to family or community, as opposed to the nation or the world, our personal responses to nuclear weapons may not be apparent to us. But listening to others' nuclear narratives might call up our own. For the first nuclear generation, it may be private doubts about Hiroshima and Nagasaki; for Baby Boomers, memories of "duck and cover" and the Cuban Missile Crisis; for those who came of age in the eighties, Reagan's first bellicose term; for the youngest among us, the threat of nuclear terrorism.



Also, there's that old standby -- appealing to fears about our children. Let's ask each other to imagine a future in which our children are subject to the same risk of incineration in a nuclear conflagration as we grew up with. (Though it must be admitted that appeals to consider the fate of future generations don't seem to have persuaded most of us that the economy requires fundamental reform or that climate change needs immediate attention.)



Sharing personal stories is more likely to incite sympathy for disarmament than the issuing of edicts by its advocates and the importuning of peace workers. In fact, assembled into a film, such stories have the potential to form the third leg of a tripod of impactful nuclear movies along with Dr. Strangelove and The Day After.



Sure, a nuclear-free world may still be at least a generation away. But, with disarmament only months removed from the state of inertia it was in during the previous administration, we must ensure that its newfound momentum continues and pin policymakers down to a long-term course of action. Why not put the difficult early days of the process behind us as soon as we can? After all, it takes a decade or more to decommission enrichment and reprocessing plants.



Finally, if telling our nuclear stories contributes in some small way to committing the world to disarmament, it will embolden us. In turn, we can replicate that success in realms where we're now mired in impotence, such as the environmental and the economic.



First posted at the Faster Times.


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