Sönmez Köksal – Eski Mit Müstesari
Aysel Tugluk – DTP Diyarbakir Milletvekili
Süleyman Celebi – DISK Genel Baskani
– SP Genel Başkanı Kurtulmus
– Gülten Kaya
– Prof. Dr. Vamık Volkan
– Kemal Karpat
– Mithat Sancar
– Deniz Bölükbasi
– Mustafa Kumlu (TÜRK-İŞ Genel Başkanı)
– Faruk Lologlu (Emekli Büyükelçi)
– Sezgin Tanrikulu (Eski Diyarbakir Baro Başkanı)
– ÜMİT PAMİR (Emekli Büyükelçi)
– PROF. DR. AYSEL ÇELİKEL (ÇYDD Genel Başkanı)
– GALİP ENSARİOĞLU (Diyarbakır Ticaret ve Sanayi Odası Başkanı)
– Masum Türker (DSP Genel Başkanı)
– Faruk Ünsal (Mazlum-Der Genel Başkanı)
– Ertugrul Kürkcü (Gazeteci, eski Dev-Genç lideri)
– Ali Balkiz (Alevi-Bektasi Federasyonu Genel Baskani)
– Osman Pamukoglu (Hak ve Esitlik Partisi Genel Baskani Emekli Tüm Gen.)
– Erdem Gencan (Eski DDKD Genel Baskani)
– Selehattin Demirtas (DTP Grup Baskanvekili)
– Edip Baser (Emekli Orgeneral, PKK ile Mücadele Koordinatörü)
– Mehmet Eymür (Eski MiT Kontrterör Daire Baskani)
– Abdülkadir Aksu (AKP Genel Baskan Yardimcisi)
– Kemal Kilicdaroglu (CHP Genel Baskan Yardimcisi)
– Prof. Ahmet Insel (Galatasaray Üniversitesi)
– Dengir Mir Mehmet Firat (AKP Adana Milletvekili)
– Onur Öymen (CHP Genel Baskan Yardimcisi)
– Ömer Günes (Abdullah Öcalan’in Avukati)
– Prof. Kemal Kirisci
. Mehmet Ali Birand. 32.Gün – 1. bölüm
. Mehmet Ali Birand. 32. Gün. 2. bölüm
– extra material
serinin devami icin
Alas! the cursor is blinking
and me is thinking, thinking and dreaming
how i love to cast away the time when i am supposed to write
but maybe this is my writing style, to cast away, to come back, to write some words and to cast away again. Every Samuria has a sword holding style, and a fundamental point in writing is to create not the writing style per se, but the writing style in essence.
yes back to work now, i have a good idea!
u see it works
Young Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay) was only 18 years old,
He was the youngest of nine children, never spent a night away from home.
And held his photograph, opening
To see the killing has intensified along to
There was a tall, thin boy with a whispy moustache disguised as an
On a crowded bus in Jerusalem, some had survived
And the thunderous explosion blew out windows 200 yards away
With more retribution and seventeen dead along the road to peace
Now at King George Ave and Jaffa Road passengers boarded bus 14a
In the aisle next to the driver Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
And the last thing that he said on earth is “God is great and God is good”
And he blew them all to kingdom come upon the road to peace
Now in response to this another was visited upon
Yasser Taha, Israel says is an Hamas senior militant
And Israel sent four choppers in, flames engulfed, tears wide open
And it killed his wife and his three year old child leaving only blackened skeletons
It’s found his toddlers bottle and a pair of small shoes and they waved them in front of the cameras
But Israel says they did not know that his wife and child were in the car
There are roadblocks everywhere and only suffering on TV
Neither side will ever give up their smallest right along the road to peace
Israel launched it’s latest campaign against Hamas on Tuesday
Two days later Hamas shot back and killed five Israeli soldiers
So thousands dead and wounded on both sides most of them middle eastern civilians
They fill the children full of hate to fight an old man’s war and die upon the road to peace
“And this is our land we will fight with all our force” say the Palastinians and the Jews
Each side will cut off the hand of anyone who tries to stop the resistance
If the right eye offends thee then you must pluck it out
And Mahmoud Abbas said Sharon had been lost out along the road to peace
Once Kissinger said “we have no friends, America only has interests”
Now our president wants to be seen as a hero and he’s hungry for re-election
But Bush is reluctant to risk his future in the fear of his political failures
So he plays chess at his desk and poses for the press 10,000 miles from the road to peace
In the video that they found at the home of Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
He held a Kalashnikov rifle and he spoke with a voice like a boy
He was an excellent student, he studied so hard, it was as if he had a future
He told his mother that he had a test that day out along the road to peace
The fundamentalist killing on both sides is standing in the path of peace
But tell me why are we arming the Israeli army with guns and tanks and bullets?
And if God is great and God is good why can’t he change the hearts of men?
Well maybe God himself is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself he needs all of our help
Maybe God himself is lost and needs help
He’s out upon the road to peace
Well maybe God himself is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself he needs all of our help
And he’s lost upon the road to peace
And he’s lost upon the road to peace
Out upon the road to peace.
very stange, when the rain begins to plunder iin berlin, quality of the the telephone connection at home deteriorates, reminds me the telephone calls of 1980s istanbul.
Yeah, I’ve decided to create an online diary of my PhD writing process. Yes, I should admit, I am seven years late to embark on this mission, but alas! the essential point is to have fun while reflecting this tunnel situation. Yes, I call it the tunnel situation, cause, up until the day you hand in this work, you are going to travel in a dark and long tunnel. of coursse subjectively thinking and exagerrating. it will stick on your mind and sometimes you may feel yourself like Raskolnikov, obsessed about a certain topic which turns in your head like a hamster turnin in a sad and miserable wheel 🙂 yes, this is the negative interpretation of the process. let me introduce the positive interpretation as well. you will learn everyday something new, and molecularly you will realise that your brain expands in all dimensions. the things you thought at the begining will change during the journey. like a papillon collector, you will come across to new species, wonderful butterflies 🙂
yes, for today this is enough.
FARK ETMELI INSAN
Farkı fark etmeli, fark ettiğini de fark ettirmemeli bazen…
Bir damlacık sudan nasıl yaratıldığını fark etmeli.
Anne karnına sığarken dünyaya neden sığmadığını ve en sonunda bir metre karelik yere nasıl sığmak zorunda kalacağını fark etmeli.
Şu çok geniş görünen dünyanın, ahirete nispetle anne karnı gibi olduğunu fark etmeli.
Henüz bebekken ‘Dünya benim!’ dercesine avuçlarının sımsıkı kapalı olduğunu, ölürken de aynı avuçların ‘her şeyi bırakıp gidiyorum işte!’ dercesine apaçık kaldığını fark etmeli.
Ve kefenin cebinin bulunmadığını fark etmeli.
Baskın yeteneğini fark etmeli sonra.
Azrailin her an sürpriz yapabileceğini, nasıl yaşarsa öyle öleceğini fark etmeli insan.
Hayvanların yolda, kaldırımda, çöplükte ama kendisinin güzel hazırlanmış mükellef bir sofrada yemek yediğini fark etmeli.
Yaratılmışların en güzeli olduğunu fark etmeli ve ona göre yaşamalı.
Gülün hemen dibindeki dikeni, dikenin hemen yanı başındaki gülü fark etmeli.
Evinde kedi, köpek beslediği halde çocuk sahibi olmaktan korkmanın mantıksızlığını fark etmeli.
Eşine ‘seni çok seviyorum!’ demenin mutluluk yolundaki müthiş gücünü fark etmeli.
Dolabında asılı 25 gömleğinin sadece üçünü giydiğini ama arka sokaktaki komşusunun o beğenilmeyen gömleklere muhtaç olduğunu fark etmeli.
Zenginliğin ve bereketin, sofradayken önünde biriken ekmek kırıntılarını yemekte gizlendiğini fark etmeli.
Annesinden doğarken tertemiz teslim aldığı gırtlağını ve aşırı beslenme yüzünden sarkan göbeğini fark etmeli.
Fark etmeliyiz çok geç olmadan…..
Ömür dediğin üç gündür,dün geldi geçti, yarın meçhuldür…
O halde ömür dediğin bir gündür, o da bugündür….
Some of my favourite lines from the Book:
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh…”
“what we need is a drink!” yelled Rickey, and off we went to a crossroads saloon. Americans are always drinking in crossroads saloons on Sunday afternoon; they bring their kids; they gabble and brawl over brews; everything’s fine. Come nightfall the kids start crying and the parents are drunk….This is we did. Rickey and I and Ponzo and Terry sat drinking and shouting with the music; little baby Johnny goofed with other children around the jukebox. The sun began to get red. Nothing had been accomplished. What was there to accomplish? ‘Manana’ said Rickey. ‘Manana man, we make it; have another beer, man, dah you go, dah you go!”
I especially like this paragraph, what a nice way to describe the temptation of deferring things 🙂
A Nice Document, Rare and historical from the web-bloc:
Ana dilinde yazmak, evet biraz da bu alana yogunlasmak gerekli diye düsündüm biraz evvel. Girdap’tan kurtulmanin yollari nelerdir diye düsünüyordum, Türkce yazmayi düsünmeden önce. Aklima gelen ilk cözüm, dimdik yukari gökyüzüne bakmak.
Sometimes wandering in a foreign city, I am after a specific surprise effect. I experienced it first in my youth, due to our visits to the Agean region, and the antic Greek ruins. The pictures I saw, turns suddenly into reality. But the best part, is the unexpectedness of the surprise effect.
In Ephesus, when you walk along the Grand Anfi Theatre, you sense the Celsus Library is somewhere near. But you dont see it, it is hidden. When you reach the end of the straight marmor stoa, on the right hand side, you at once see the Celsus. It is a stunning surprise.
As I was 20, in my first visit to London, I got off from the embankment tube station I guess, and i was walking on the grand steet. I remember the excitement, where was Big Ben. I could see on the map it was just near. I was so excited that in the crowd before the corner, I asked the Policeman, Where is the Big Ban?, He said, take your time and your camera out, it’s just at the corner right there. I walked and I was big time stunned. A sudden rush of seratonin and the feeling of flying one step above.
I had a similar feeling in Barcelona, as we were walking to the Sagrada Familia of Gaudi. To be honest, I was no fan of Gaudi before, I thought it was also similar to Hundertwasser what I saw in Vienna and somewhere in West Germany. However, after seeing Parl Güell, I was really in to him. As we were walking slowly and chatting I realised that our host was slowing down, and on the left hand side, I saw her, the Sagrada Familia. This is what I saw, but it does not show what I felt. It was just that stunning surprise, the feeling I chase in journeys.
Inspiration does not come by invitation, it comes by intuition
Some time ago, a Turkish academic told me an incident he experienced, during the “Cumhuriyet Mitingleri” times. On a sunny Sunday morning he went to a Turkish “bakkal” to gather some daily papers. He said, he bought “Taraf, Hürriyet, Radikal, Yeni Safak” and if I dont remember false “Zaman”. As he was just to pay the bill, an elderly, visibly secular, and I would argue in some way a beleiver in some “specific” image of Kemalism, looked at him in strange eyes. She asked, I have never seen something like this, why are you buying those newspapers. He understood that she was mentioning the Islamist press. He responded calmly and said, it is important to read what people of different mentalities thing.
Yesterday, as I was opening up some internet newspaper websites for my father, he said to me, you dont need this newspaper. I said which one, he said, yenisafak. I asked why not? arent you curious to see what they think about, he said, i can imagine what they think about, I dont need that, honestly, thank you. I was a little bit stunned, because, his library is full of authors of diverse reigns, and he was just reading “Piyale” from the Ottoman script before he asked me to open the internet for him.
I was jut reading Ertugrul Özkök’s article on Akif Beki, and at the end of the article he tells an incident he experienced with Sedat Ergin. He asked Ergin whether he read Arif Beki’s last article, and he responded, I dont read him.
The blind adherence to one’s weltanschauung would bring with it a certain ideological perspective, which can portray quite aurhoritarian tendencies. The technology of perception, though living in 2009, could still be inspired from quite Machiavellian perspectives. the millenial good and bad, evil and god. When i read the Islamist media, I also mark a strange distaste to the ideas of the “other” bloc, as vice-versa.
Turkey is a land of distorted intersubjectivities, wherein, an authoritarian paternalistic culture superimposes itself on modern day concepts and perspectives. Though the widespread acceptance of the technology of thinking is absorbed, in terms of collective imaginations it is visibly distorted.
When we look at Turkish political parties, I can see petit-Machiavellians, in Turkish “cakma Sultanlar” – fake Sultans. I can see the same intersubjectivity of being an omnipotent “leader”, superimposed upon a bumbastic version of Islamic inspired capitalism or a fascinating misreading of Mustafa KEMAL Atatürk, or some other visibly fascist ethnic nationalisms.
The disconnection of social groups and the lack of organic intellectuals who could bring conflicting parties together through consensus and acquiesence on certain norms and principles, this is what I see.
Isn’t it strange that nobody still cannot agree the term of the Presidency. Isn’t it strange that top level politicians refuse to salute themselves even in highly ceremonial and unitary incidents?
Some time ago, I was reading the memoirs of retired diplomat and former Turkish Undersecratary of Foreign AffairsErcüment Yavuzalp. He recalls a memory, back from 1958, about an incident that took place in the reception of the Indian Embasy in Ankara in honor of Nehru’s visit to Turkey. At some time, the Minister of Interior, Namik Gedik, upon seeing the leader of the oppsition party (CHP), Ismet Inönü, hurried leaves the reception. Yavuzalp, asks the Minister about what had happened, and he responds “Out of blue, I saw that “individual.” At once I left the meeting.” After a half century, I can see no slide of change in the manner of the highest echelons, and as a consequence in the society complex.
I am looking at some webpages, about articles on “hot” themes, but especially I am reading the comments posted by the readers. The enmity is visible. Last week I was at a Panel Discussion in Berlin. One member of the pro-Kurdish DTP, was talking about the sickness of Turkishness, dangerous identities. Another Turkish intellectual was trying to remind the need not to use provocating sentences. I sometimes guess, whole Turkey needs “Gewaltfreiekommunikation” courses.
I have been together through life with bob dylan, consciously since 1999. The first Dylan song i heard, and tried to understand and explain was “Blowing in the Wind”. Since then, “things have changed”, and “most of the time” I repetitively listen to Dylan’s songs. This month, he will be out once again, with his new album “Together through life.”
Here is some links for digging in
Listen to the Song: http://www.newsweek.com/id/40211#?t=18540585001&l=25152707
Dylan talks about the new album with Bill Flanagan: http://www.bobdylan.com/#/conversation?page=1
Alex Ross: Music Critic of the New Yorker: http://www.therestisnoise.com/2009/03/new-dylan.html
Dylan talks with the “the Times” on Obama and his new album: http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/music/article6043331.ece?token=null&offset=0&page=1
Los Angeles Times’ Music Critic Ann Powers: http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/music_blog/2009/03/snap-judgment-b.html
Mojo’s Michael Simmons: http://www.mojo4music.com/blog/2009/03/new_dylan_album_our_first_list.html
Kemal Kılıçdaroğlu became the epicentre of the CHP in the aftermath of the 2007 elections. The CHP leadership realised after a decade that radical Kemalist rhetoric had a powerbase of 20% and had to be amended if the CHP aims to lead Turkey one day in the future. The new policy was based upon emphasising the corruption allegations about the ruling AKP instead of continiously blaming them to be anti-secular. To note, the course of the Ergenekon and the failure of the “radical” politics had a profound effect on this re-orientation. Kemal Kılıçdaroğlu’s star shined with this new policy, he was the man who would carry out the systematic eradication of the AKP’s “AK-clear” image. He was successful in various cases and put an end to the leadership of leading figures within the AKP, such as the Dengir case. His live-debate with the current Ankara municipal governor Ibrahim Melih Gökcek.
The debate was the beginning of a fight between to mental imaginations, one representing the old regime’s myth of staying clean and working for the good of the people, the “Halk” partisi image and the other representing the new social forces and their boosted ego in the aftermath of the 2007 elections. Melih Gökcek’s lawlesness and his lack of shame int he face of the allegations were paramount, and even irritated his own leadership. Kılıçdaroğlu on the other hand, represents the “Ecevit” image in Turkish politics, that good, non-corruptable, “clean” politician who is also a common man in his social life.
The nomination of Kılıçdaroğlu as the candidate of the CHP for the metropolitan city of Istanbul may be the beginning of a new era in Turkish politics. The potential win of Kılıçdaroğlu will bring with it a five-year transition process within the CHP. Kılıçdaroğlu, as the new leader of “Istanbul” the gateway to transnational ruling elite would enable him to open himself to the new realities, and devleop a social democratic integration intot he world structures. The Obama factor is crucial at this point, instead of a Hamas loving leadership, a delicate and social democratic Turkey similar to that of Gonzales’ Spain would be more acceptable also for the EU. The end of Kılıçdaroğlu’s term will be his elavation as the leader of the CHP.
I will continue to think about this theme this week.
Last week, Ertugrul Özkök of the Hürriyet Daily Newspaper reflected an anecdote he heard from former Chief of the Naval Forces Ilhami Erdil (Erdil was trialled during his tenure due to misuse of his post and forced out of the army). Erdil told Özkök, that after every National Security Council meeting, the chief commanders meet in one of their houses and have dinner together, to discuss the meeting and to relax. Erdil explained Özkök that Hilmi Özkök was actually not drinking alcohol was pretending to do so, which was revealed by then Chief of Staff Kivrikoglu during the dinner. This is one of the various attacks on Hilmi Özkök and his style of dealing with the so-called Islamists.
What is more interesting is Hilmi Özkök remarks on this incident. He sent a letter to Radikal’s Murat Yetkin. I quote:
“”I was not built to be ordinary or to choose the easier way, nor do my background and education support that. Had I acted like everybody else, everyone would leave me alone today and I would be enjoying a happy retirement. But I was not ordinary. I chose to be a good observer. I chose not to be condescending to others and took lessons from the things they did. I chose to improve what I thought was good and find new methods for what I thought was inadequate.
I always strived to realize goals worthy of Turkey and its glorious military. ” My experience with working in international command centres gave me the opportunity to see various approaches. I always tried to apply these to the military instead of opting for the ease of continuing the practices of the past.
I never did any of this to look different. Perhaps I was misunderstood because I couldn’t express myself very well. I became a target of accusations by people who thought I was opposing them. Some really did not understand, while others acted as if they did not understand in order to continue their ‘lion trainer’ role.”
I always made an effort to avoid involving the military in politics, staying faithful to my oath. I did not do anything the law forbade me to do, but I did everything the law told me to do in the best way I could. The irony is that there were those who fought me for not openly fighting with the government; there were those who condemned me for being a democrat; there were those who were not pleased with me doing my duty to protect the interests of the military behind closed doors. But they would have been applauding me had I gotten into battles of words. I never felt that I needed to kowtow to anyone.
“Those who ignored me, saying that ‘the effect won’t change as long as the cause stays in place,’ accused me of being silent against [Islamic fundamentalism]. But the reality was that Feb. 28 was an unavoidable move that was demanded by the conditions of the day. I would never blame them for anything. What’s more, those officers did not have a Feb. 28 experience to rely on from the past. But I did have such an experience from the past. I have seen, how things done for the goodwilll by purging others opened the road of the others as well. Looking back at the events of the past, that when the military touches politics, this causes ‘tremendous benefit’ for politics and politicians in this country. This is why my style was different.”
The letter clearly shows the inside games within the Army. we will continue to comment on this letter.
Intersubjectivities can be summarised briefly as “those shared notions of the nature of social relations which tend to perpetuate habits and expectations of behaviour” (Cox, 2007, 516). Intersubjectivities can be taken as the fundamental upon which social discourses take place, they are in a way the reflections of the common sense at a definitive place and time. They frame the possibilities of discussions, and possible options, they draw the limits of possible. They are not unique nor they are essentials which are constant in time and close to change. They are a part of the human mind, and as the human mind modifies itself through the contact with the material conditions in which it finds itself, they do change. We can discern the historical evolution of these intersubjectivities and by doing so we can (if we wish to) strive to change them through political action.
Controversial issues and the discussions that took place around them is a time of photo opportunity for the curious intellectual. The more controversial the issue the more sentimental and natural the discussion. They are the gateway to understand the niveau of the discussions and intersubjectivities shared by people who feel themselves mentally belong to a specific groups of social forces.
In Turkey such a discussion began to take place during the last week, following such a controversial campaign on a even more controversial issue.
Some independent intellectuals of Turkey, decided to sign a petition to present their excuse for the neglect of research and action on the issue of the ‘Grreat Tragedy’ the Armenian people experienced during the 1915. Turkey sometimes digs her head in the ground and behave like the three-monkeys, never heard, never saw, never spoken about it. Since the last decade, the issue of the Armenian tragedy was officially forgotten. If yes, then it is portrayed as a case in which Ottoman Armenians collaborated with the Russians and other enemies during the First War and hence forces to leave their home and deported to south of the Ottoman Empire. The Turkish state officially accepts that there were a number of death, this was due to bad weather and famine. In no ways, an assault on the population took place. Anyone questioning this would have to bear harsh criticisms and be labelled as a traitor.
The President Gül, commented on the campaign and he said that it is good for the maturing of the Turkish democracy. Paradoxically, a parliamentarian from the allegedly social democrat, member of the Socialist International, the party of Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, the Cumhuriyet Halk Partisi. She is a member of Parliament from the most social-democrat city of Turkey, the secular castle of Izmir. She commented that one has to search the President’s mother’s families ties, to understand the President’s smooth respond to the campaign. She by no means meant that the mother of the President is to be an Armenian. This kind of a fascist tone that easily pronounced by such a lady MP. This is the time to shoot the film, and to take a snapshot of the intersubjectivities in Turkey.
During the last 5 years, I have been seeing a proliferation of Turkish flags in houses and streets in Turkey. Sometimes these are near the autobahns, on the mountains and at the balconies of houses. One can have the feeling that Turkey just came out of the war gloriously. In the last 10 years, private TV channels are pumping nationalist images through bad-quality Turkish series. The character is mostly a Turkish and Muslim hero, fighting against the bad word of underground or PKK or even the United States. Crazyheart they call this kind of people.
This is a new dimension of the intersubjectivity in Turkey. The Sevres Syndrome, which always seeks external enemies behind all actions in Turkey, and such intellectuals were mostly seen as collaborative of external agents. They can be puppets of SOROS, of CIA and the covert world. They cannot have their own idea and own motivation to question an issue in Turkey, it is impossible because it is an intersubjectively acceptance that there is always a plot against the Turkish state.
The President’s reply, is another wonderful moment of photography. A sudden rush of sentimentality. The President officially announced his family tree, and shared with the people, that he was a Muslim and a Turk. So he officially certified his identity. He was not an Armenian, as if being an Armenian is something bad. How can she blame her mother as Armenian? I would be happy if the conversation ended here, but it went, I am a Muslim Turk, i cannot be an Armenian. Both parts of the discussion illustrate the niveau of discussions in Turkey nowadays.
Prime Minister Erdogan was again fantastic on his comments about the issue. He said, “They must have committed genocide because they are apologizing. The Turkish Republic has no such problem.” – “We cannot join a campaign such as this just because writers started it. Personally I do not accept their campaign, nor take part in it. We did not commit any crime, why should we apologize? This is a debate discussed by historians.”
In an hour’s conversation in Hobsbawm’s house in Hampstead Heath, we didn’t have time to revisit the famously exotic dimensions of his life: his quasi-religious attachment to Communism and his fascination with jazz, or the polar views of the man and his work. Link here to the loving, the venomous and the measured. Hobsbawm’s bookshelves groan with a lot of my favorite jazz tomes, like Stanley Dance’s The World of Count Basie, and Robert Gottlieb’s collection, Reading Jazz. I am sending him Arthur Taylor’s marvelous interviews with the post-Parker jazz stars through the Civil Rights revolution, Notes and Tones. But in the time we had, it seemed best to hear the crunchy numbers and sweeping authority that are acknowledged from all points of the history profession — not least from his young opposite number, the neo-imperialist Niall Ferguson .
I asked him to speak of the themes in his pithy new book: On Empire: America, War and Global Supremacy. I said it’s still mysterious to me that Tony Blair and long post-imperial Britain followed President Bush and the United States into Iraq.”
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Is the intellectual opinion of capitalism changing? British Marxist historian Eric Hobsbawm, “arguably our greatest living historian” according to the New York Review, discusses the current economic crisis and the problems with a free market economy.
check this interview at