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Kritik von Gläubigen wie Nichtgläubigen an Religion als Herrschaftsinstrument ist ein Klassiker der Linken! Diese Kritik gehört zentral zu ihrem Fundament. Umso verrückter erscheint es, wenn die muslimischen Kritiker ihrer eigenen Religion von Grünen, Linken und sogar Sozialdemokraten mit Argwohn betrachtet werden. Warum ist unsere Kritik nicht ebenso berechtigt?
Unter anderen Vorzeichen tut das links-grüne Lager dasselbe wie die Salafisten, Wahhabisten und übrigen islamischen Fundamentalisten, die wir kritisieren. Sie wollen kritische Muslime mundtot machen. Die einen entmündigen Muslime im Namen eines patriarchalischen Gottes, die anderen, weil sie meinen, Kritik an unserer Religion sei zu kränkend für uns, wir Muslime seien nicht fähig, kritisch zu denken und uns von verkrusteten Traditionen zu lösen. Aber warum soll das, was anderen Religionen – dem Katholizismus, dem Protestantismus, dem Judentum – durch Kritik und Reform von innen und außen in der großen Mehrheit gelungen ist, nicht auch im Islam gelingen? Und warum erhalten wir dafür nicht Solidarität von den Progressiven im Land?
Fastfood-Restaurants als lokale „physical social networks“: McDonald's: you can sneer, but it's the glue that holds communities together: „In one near downtown Kansas City in an African American neighborhood, each Friday morning the sitting area is turned over to a community meeting. When I was there, the topic was the politics surrounding the Black Lives Matter movement. The discussion was often loud, with speakers not hiding their frustration. Against the backdrop of raised voices, the registers and drive-through continued with the normal morning rush of coffee and egg sandwiches.“
Most New Yorkers were proceeding with their day unaware. But the city’s head of cybersecurity7 had begun to connect the dots: Six hospitals had already informed him that their systems had been shut down, and the city had sent out warnings to all the others. One Police Plaza had just reported that it, too, was locked out of the programs it used to dispatch officers and emergency personnel8, which made responding to the traffic accidents around the city that much harder.
After a few phone calls to friends in the private sector, the cybersecurity chief got more nervous. At the beginning of 2017, one friend told him, she had been called to investigate a mysterious occurrence at a water-treatment plant: The valves that controlled the amount of chlorine released into the water had been opening and closing with unexplained irregularity9. An alarm had gone off, so none of the tainted water had reached consumers, and the company’s CEO brushed off the consultant’s request to make the news public so others could prepare for similar attacks.
The New Economics of Cybercrime: „Digital thieves’ most crucial adaptation in recent years has little to do with their technical tools and everything to do with their business model.“
The Ends of the Internet is an investigation into all the reasons why the Internet, which has been with us for over thirty years, is now on the verge of disappearing. Originally conceived as a space of freedom, the Internet has become the world’s largest panopticon and freedom of expression is subject to surveillance and supervision on an unprecedented scale. The utopian theories of collective intelligence have been undermined by a growing tendency towards commercial exploitation. A small group of companies profit from the majority of online activities. Even the robustness of the Internet itself is now at stake, with vulnerabilities increasing and many organizations, governments and individuals targeted by malicious cyber attacks.
Drawing upon critical insights on a range of current issues such as surveillance, NSA and privacy, Boris Beaude demonstrates that the Internet should no longer be considered a neutral or secure support.
Onstage, they were the personification of unity – even family. The four men dressed the same –in leather motorcycle jackets, weathered jeans, sneakers – had the same dark hair color, shared the same last name. They seemed to think the same thoughts and breathe the same energy. They often didn't stop between songs, not even as bassist Dee Dee Ramone barked out the mad "1-2-3- 4" time signature that dictated the tempo for their next number. Guitarist Johnny Ramone and drummer Tommy Ramone would slam into breakneck unison with a power that could make audience members lean back, as if they'd been slammed in the chest. Johnny and Dee Dee played with legs astride, looking unconquerable. Between them stood lead singer Joey Ramone – gangly, with dark glasses and a hair mess that fell over his eyes, protecting him from a world that had too often been unkind – proclaiming the band's hilarious, disturbing tales of misplacement and heartbreak. There was a pleasure and spirit, a palpable commonality, in what the Ramones were doing onstage together.
When they left the stage, that fellowship fell away. They would climb into their van and ride to a hotel or their next show in silence. Two of the members, Johnny and Joey, didn't speak to each other for most of the band's 22-year history. It was a bitter reality for a group that, if it didn't invent punk, certainly codified it effectively – its stance, sound and attitude, its rebellion and rejection of popular music conventions – just as Elvis Presley had done with early rock & roll. The Ramones likely inspired more bands than anybody since the Beatles; the Sex Pistols, the Clash, Nirvana, Metallica, the Misfits, Green Day and countless others have owed much of their sound and creed to what the band made possible. The Ramones made a model that almost anybody could grab hold of: basic chords, pugnacity and a noise that could lay waste to – or awaken – anything.
Inside the Green Room – White supremacists still stalk the halls of punk: „Green Room is an atmospheric escape flick, at once disturbing and beautiful, and has received constant critical acclaim since its debut at the Cannes Film Festival last year. Most have highlighted the film’s craft and staggering visuals, particularly its heavy use of the color green. But Saulnier’s film is interesting for another reason. By staging a battle between punks and skins it poses broader questions about the genre and its politics, shining a light on a longstanding battle between left and right strains in punk.“
The Enduring Legacy of The Twilight Zone: „In his 1961 address to the annual convention of the National Association of Broadcasters, Newton Minow famously offered a pessimistic assessment of America’s most exciting new industry. Television, declared Minow, was turning into a 'vast wasteland' of 'blood and thunder' and 'formula comedies.' Minow, the recently appointed head of the Federal Communications Commission, specified only one weekly series he found 'dramatic and moving,' a hopeful sign of what broadcast television could become. This was The Twilight Zone, which its creator and chief writer, Rod Serling, described as 'a series of imaginative tales that are not bound by time or space or the established laws of nature.'“
There is a major anti-corruption campaign underway in China as I speak, and all the examples I am about to give were made public by the official Chinese media. In China, corrupt officials like to keep huge amounts of cash in their homes. In the past, investigators might find a stash of one million or ten million, but these days such an amount would be nothing. Early in 2015, a department head at the National Development and Reform Commission was investigated for corruption. In his apartment they found more cash than they could count by hand. They got currency-counting machines so they could zip right through the counting, but they burned out four of the machines before they got a final tally, which was more than 200 million Renminbi, which is about 31 million US dollars.
Second example. Guo Boxiong is a retired general in the People’s Liberation Army. When Guo was investigated for corruption, they found so much cash in his home that they couldn’t even try to count it with a currency-counting machine. They had to weigh it by the ton. They needed a truck to haul it all away.
MORALE IS DOWN. We are making plenty of money, but the office is teeming with salespeople: well-groomed social animals with good posture and dress shoes, men who chuckle and smooth their hair back when they can’t connect to our VPN. Their corner of the office is loud; their desks are scattered with freebies from other start-ups, stickers and koozies and flash drives. We escape for drinks and fret about our company culture. “Our culture is dying,” we say gravely, apocalyptic prophets all. “What should we do about the culture?”
It’s not just the salespeople, of course. It’s never just the salespeople. Our culture has been splintering for months. Members of our core team have been shepherded into conference rooms by top-level executives who proceed to question our loyalty. They’ve noticed the sea change. They’ve noticed we don’t seem as invested. We don’t stick around for in-office happy hour anymore; we don’t take new hires out for lunch on the company card. We’re not hitting our KPIs, we’re not serious about the OKRs. People keep using the word paranoid. Our primary investor has funded a direct competitor. This is what investors do, but it feels personal: Daddy still loves us, but he loves us less.