Sunday, August 4, 2013

DEMOCRACY, MEDIA , THE ROLE OF JOURNALISTS, EAST TIMOR , USA

( Condensed excerpts from  interview of   award winning  American journalist , Amy Goodman , of  Democracy Now !,  whose  reports  have a   massive audience , including   through  NationofChange - progressive  journalism  for  positive  action .  )
  
I think the media can 
be the greatest force for peace on earth, because it is a forum for people to speak for themselves, and when you hear someone speaking from their own experience, it breaks down barriers – bigotry, stereotypes, caricaturesthat fuel hate groups. That’s why we have to keep the media open. Instead, the media so often is wielded
 as a weapon of war, especially in times of war you see the media circling the wagons, for example, around the White House, when it has to really be very much the opposite.
 
That’s the time of the most serious questioning, and the time the media has to provide a forum for everyone 
to speak on all sides, not just amplifying the words of those in power, because so often they don’t represent the majority point of view. I really do believe that those who are 
concerned about war and peace, those who are concerned about inequality, those who are concerned about climate change, are not 
a fringe minority, not even a silent majority, but the silenced majority silenced by the corporate media, which is why we  have to take the 
media back.
 
BUILDING  A  NEW  MEDIA

We have to build our own media. Democracy Now! began as the only daily election show in public broadcasting in 1996, that was the second election of Clinton, and part of our mission was to build independent media all over the country. When we talk about war we’ve got to be independent, not brought to you by weapons manufacturers like Boeing and McDonnell Douglas. When we talk about climate change it’s critical that 
we are not influenced or brought to the listeners, viewers, readers, by the oil, the gas, the coal, the nuclear companies. When we take on the issue of healthcare, such a critical issue in this country, we’re not brought to you by the insurance companies, by the drug companies, but brought to our audience by listeners and viewers. 

 
When we started Democracy Now! we didn’t have the money to use satellites the way the networks do. We started in radio in 1996, 
on a few community radio stations, and then the week of September 11, 2001 we started broadcasting on one public access station 
in New YorkTV station as well as the radio stations – and then the show just took off and public access stations around the country started saying “Can we run the show?” and now we’re on over 1100 stations around the world, and we’re translated into Spanish 
as well. I think this is just a testament to the fact that there’s a hunger for independent voices that gets filtered out in the corporate media. You get this small circle of pundits on all of the networks that sort of rotate around, that know so little about so much, explaining the world to us and getting it so wrong. It’s our job 
to dig deep, to drill into a story, to get closest 
to a story with the people who are most directly affected, and that is why I see Democracy Now! as news with a heart. 
We originally came out of Pacifica Radio before we went on television. The history of Pacifica is very important. It started in 1949, founded by a group of people led by a man named Lew Hill who was a war resister. When he came out of the detention camps after World War 11 he said there’s got to be a media outlet that’s not run by corporations. And 
so Pacifica was born. The first Pacifica station was KPFA in Berkeley, not run by corporations.  
It was George Gerbner, the former dean 
of the Annenberg School for Communication 
at the University of Pennsylvania, who said, “Not run by corporations who have nothing 
to tell and everything to sell that are raising our children today.” 

 
And so the first station was KPFA, in 1949, then KPFK in Los Angeles in 1959, WBAI in 1960, WPFW in Washington in 1977, and KPFT in Houston 1970 – the only radio station in the country to be blown up. It went on the air in the spring of 1970 and within a few weeks the Ku Klux Klan strapped dynamite to the base of its transmitter and blew it to smithereens. And when they got back on their feet and went back on the air it was right in the middle of Arlo Guthrie singing Alice’s Restaurant that it was blown up again. And I don’t know if it was  the Grand Dragon or the Exalted Cyclops because I often confuse those titles… but he understood how dangerous Pacifica is. Dangerous because it allows people to speak for themselves – and there’s nothing more  powerful  than  that.

EAST TIMOR  HORROR

East Timor is a story of horror but also of hope. In 1975 Indonesia invaded East Timor by land, by air, and by sea. Indonesia 
is the fourth largest military in the world. It was armed, trained, and financed by the United States. It was December 7, 1975, and the day before Henry Kissinger and 
President Ford, at the time, met with Suharto, the long-reigning dictator in Jakarta, and gave the go-ahead for the invasion. Ninety per cent of the weapons used were from the United States. So we’re intimately connected to this invasion which happened in ’75 and for the next quarter 
of a century the Indonesian military slaughtered the people of Timor – one of the great genocides of the late 20th Century.
I went there with my colleague, a great journalist named Allan Nairn in 1990 and 1991, and in 1991 for the first time word was going to get out about the human rights abuses. The Indonesians closed East Timor to the outside world, and they killed over a third 
of the population. We got there in late October, went to the main Catholic church in Dili, the capital of Timor, which is about 300 miles from Australia, and we learned that the Indonesian military had shot into the church the night before and killed a young man named Sebastião Gomes. The next day his funeral was held and a thousand people turned out for the funeral and marched through the streets. Nothing like that was seen in East Timor before. And we learned that this human rights delegation was going to be coming from the United Nations to investigate the human rights situation, which is why we were there to see what would happen if people spoke out and spoke to the UN representatives. For two weeks we went around the country. We then learned that the UN delegation was not going to come.
DILI MASSACRE

On November 12, 1991, two weeks later, the people decided to hold a commemoration procession for Sebastião Gomes, and after church in the morning they marched from there to the cemetery, retracing the steps 
of the funeral procession. And when we got to the cemetery the Indonesian military was marching up. There were thousands of people and they couldn’t escape because there were walls on either side of the road and we were asking the people, “Why are you risking your life just coming out?” This was a land where there was no freedom of assembly, no freedom of press, no freedom of speech, and yet they were there with their hands up 
in the V sign shouting “Viva East Timor! Viva independence! Viva Sebastião!” Most people didn’t know Sebastião himself, but they knew that a sanctity of the church had been violated, and the church was the only place people were allowed to gather.
Allan suggested we walked to the front of the crowd because although we knew they’d committed many massacres in the past they’d never done it in front of western journalists. 
So we walked to the front and I put my microphone up – we’d usually hidden our equipment but now we wanted to show exactly who we were – I put my headphones on, Allan put the camera above his head. Soldiers marched up 10 to 12 abreast and then marched down the road and swept around the corner. They swept past us, and without any warning, without any hesitation or provocation, they opened fire 
on the crowd gunning people down from right to left. They grabbed my microphone, shaking it in my face, as if to say, “This is what we don’t want,” and they beat me to the ground. Allan took a photograph of them opening fire and then threw himself on top of me to protect me, and they took their US M16s like baseball bats and battered them against his skull until they fractured it.
We were lying on the ground, Allan was covered in blood, and they were killing everyone around us. They put the guns to our head in firing squad fashion and they were shouting two things: “Politik! Politik!” 
to say we were being political to watch this, but that’s our job as journalists, to go to where the silence is. And they were shouting “Australia!” asking if we were Australian, and we knew how dangerous that was because 17 years before, when Indonesia first invaded Timor, there were five Australian-based journalists covering the invasion and they lined them up against 
a house and executed them all. We shouted back 
“No, we’re from America, America!” And eventually they took the guns from our heads, we believe because we were from the same country their weapons were from, they 
would have to pay a price for killing us that they would never have to pay for killing the Timorese, and they moved on.
We were able to get into a Red Cross jeep that had pulled up, then dozens of Timorese jumped on top of the jeep and we drove like that 
as a human mass to the hospital. We went off into hiding at the Bishop’s 
residence, Bishop Carlos Ximenes Belo, who 
went on to win the Nobel Peace Prize, and thousands of Timorese were there taking refuge. 
We decided to get on a plane, the only plane out, because we clearly couldn’t stop the killing. They had killed more than 250 Timorese who had gathered at the cemetery, and we heard gunshots all over Dili, so we knew the only way to stop this was if we could get out and report to the world what had happened – it would have to be outside pressure, it wasn’t going to come from within. So we raced to the airport, got 
on the last plane, made our way from East Timor to West Timor, which was a part 
of Indonesia, to Bali and then we flew 
to Guam. There, they operated on Allan, and even as he was being operated on he repeated the story over and over, because scores of news organizations from around the world were calling into the hospital to talk to us. And then we were able to fly to the United States, hold the news conference at the National Press Club 
to say that US weapons were used; to talk about the connection with the US.
Indonesia  could never have  carried out this devastating occupation if it wasn’t completely supported by the United States, and that was a horrific moment for the Timorese, 
for Americans, for all of us, this massacre, because unfortunately it was done in the name of the people of the United States without them even knowing it. It made it very clear 
to me how important it was as journalists to be where the silence is, to go to where the silence 
is, to understand the effect of US foreign policy. 

That was horrific for everyone. The bravest are the Timorese, because they can’t leave, we could leave. It was personally horrifying and devastating to have experienced and witnessed this, and to know that this wasn’t one of the larger massacres. But we have 
a special privilege as American journalists that protects us, not always, but certainly more than people think at, as Allan Nairn always said, “the target end of the gun.” And this 
is why the embedding process in places like Iraq and Afghanistan is so problematic. When you’re at the trigger end of the gun, you’re sleeping with the troops, you’re eating with the troops, your life is in their hands, you get a certain perspective. It is absolutely critical for journalists to be at the target end to understand. I really do think if Americans knew, they would stop this. Americans are a compassionate people, and it’s up to the media, it’s up to us 
to use our privilege as journalists to reflect back what  is  happening  in  other parts of  the world.