The Black and White Mistake: Simple Identity Categories

Chris Yeh points me to this excellent Economist piece on the black and white mistake of reducing identity into simple categories like "Muslims" or "Americans," and forgetting all the other parts of identity which bring people together.

From the Economist:

People who are trying to put an end to conflict—be they soldiers or nice peace-brokers—often fall into the same trap as the belligerents, by assuming that people naturally divide into simple categories.

Instead of addressing, say, Protestants and Catholics and urging each “side” to think better of the other, it may be wiser to remind them that they have lots of other identities too: as parents, sports enthusiasts, believers in a political or economic ideology, music fans or whatever….

The existence of lots of competing affiliations which pull people in different ways is the best hope of silencing gloomy talk of a “clash of civilisations” (with religion, and Islam in particular, often seen as the defining characteristic for giant global blocks). Such thinking is “deeply flawed on a conceptual level and deeply divisive in practice,” the report says.

As everybody knows deep down, the authors suggest, people belong to lots of categories (family, language, personal interests, political ideology) and spend their time shifting between them—unless some conflict arises in which a detail of family history becomes a matter of life and death.

Chris adds a crucial, related point that I’ve noticed since starting college:

…Political correctness actually reinforces the divisiveness it is supposed to combat.

If you’re trying to fix the problem of racial prejudice of one group against another (say, whites against African-Americans), perhaps your first step should be to stop treating the two groups as two distinct and monolithic groups. The tendency of activists to emphasize group identity via the concept of "pride" is simply the other side of the bigot’s coin.

The third weekend after school started there was an off-campus retreat for all racial-minority students. It was promoted as a "bonding" experience for Asian-American students or Latino students or whoever. White students could technically participate but were discouraged. For freshmen, it’s held over one of the first weekends of college which means you spend a weekend away from the normal social scene and instead form early friends along race lines, adding to the already natural racial segregation that happens on small campuses.

I believe racial minorities should have clubs which sponsor conversations around the common experience of, say, being black in a predominately white environment. But to herd all the minority students off-campus for a weekend seems excessive in its promotion of one aspect of one’s identity, especially in light of the issues the Economist piece raises.

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I think "identity" is really interesting. In February, in a post titled What Makes Up Your Identity?, I wrote:

For me, race, ethnicity, religion, gender, and sexuality don’t play meaningful parts of my identity. I have Jewish friends who take a lot of pride in their Jewishness, or black friends who cultivate their African-American heritage, or women friends who see themselves as women. Not me. I’m just a tall, white, straight, male who’s not religious.

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Here’s my post on whether generational identity is overrated. Here’s my review of Sam Huntington. Here’s my post on Californian identity. Here’s Chris’s big post on the problem of religion in which he also summarizes the Economist’s special report.

The Role of Speechwriters on Policy

I wrote a short paper for a government class on how speechwriters exert influence on U.S. policy. I had a strict word count constraint. Printed below. Enjoy.

This paper will briefly explore the role of speechwriting on policy by examining the creation of three important phrases in American presidential history: Ronald Reagan’s "evil empire" remark in 1983, Ronald Reagan’s "tear down this wall" remark in 1987, and George W. Bush’s "evil axis" remark in 2002. I will argue that in these high profile cases the influence between policy experts and speechwriters was bi-directional, with speechwriters creating policy (or a presidential attitude) as much as interpreting and verbalizing it.

On March 8, 1983 in Orlando President Reagan said, "…I urge you to beware the temptation…to ignore…the aggressive impulses of an evil empire…". By using such strong language, Reagan "alarmed moderates of the West, delighted millions under Soviet oppression and set off a global chain reaction that many believe led inexorably to the fall of the Berlin Wall and to freedom for most of Eastern Europe."  All that from a single phrase? Yes. When a U.S. president speaks, the world listens. This is why aides to the president fight over every word. The internal debate is usually between the speechwriters / political aides and the various "experts" on the topic at hand. In the evil empire case, chief speechwriter Anthony Dolan dueled against various NSC and foreign policy personnel such as Deputy National Security Advisor Robert McFarlane who wanted to tone down the "outrageous statements". Still, Dolan and his team were savvy at managing internal politics, and presented a draft with the controversial "evil empire" reference to Reagan, who professed initial support for the phrase. By limiting input from potential objectors to the phrase ("It was the stealth speech," said one Reagan aide) and leveraging the president’s own initial support, the speechwriting office succeeded in having the president ultimately deliver a speech with "evil empire" on page 15.

In May, 1987 Reagan speechwriter Peter Robinson was at a dinner party in West Berlin. His hostess, Frau Elz, told him that "if Gorbachev is serious…he can get rid of this Wall."  He incorporated that phrase into a speech he drafted for Reagan to deliver in Berlin. Reagan, upon reviewing the draft, liked it. But virtually the entire foreign policy apparatus did not. Tom Griscom, director of communications in the White House, fielded criticism and seven alternative drafts from State and NSC – none containing "tear down this Wall," which they saw as "gimmicky" and giving Berliners false hope. The speechwriting team stood firm, especially since Reagan seemed to support the first draft. When Reagan boarded Air Force One that morning for Berlin, the State Department, in a last-ditch effort, forwarded yet another alternate draft. It was never shown to the President. He delivered the speech later that day, dinner-party phrases and all.

George W. Bush’s State of the Union address on January 29, 2002 referred to North Korea, Iraq, and Iran as the "axis of evil."  Almost immediately the loaded phrase reverberated throughout the foreign relations world and threw a wrench in U.S./Iran relations. Some say it alienated democracy supporters and moderates within Iran; others say it gave hope to the oppressed citizens of the state. Speechwriter David Frum, said to have coined the phrase, thought it was an important phrase within an important speech on national security. But was the phrase the result of careful policy deliberation? No. Michael Gerson, head of speechwriting, told Newsweek in February that Iran and North Korea were added to the axis of evil in order to avoid focusing solely on Iraq. Bush was preparing to topple Saddam, but wasn’t ready to say so. Condoleezza Rice said to insert Iran and North Korea. Commentator Matthew Yglesias: "In short, Michael Gerson and Condoleezza Rice, purely in order to make a speech that (a) sounded good, and (b) pretended not to be exclusively about Iraq, set the United States on a collision course with Iran. That’s really got to be a historic speechwriting blunder."

All three examples show the large impact – for better or worse – of speeches and phrases, and the people who write them. Former Bush speechwriter Matthew Scully took note of such power, writing in the Atlantic recently:

Education speeches in particular—with their endlessly complicated programs and slightly puffed-up theories, none of which we could ever explain quite to the satisfaction of our policy people—were always good for a laugh. As John observed…in the typically chaotic revising of an education speech, “We’ve taken the country to war with less hassle than this.”

Wait – the speechwriters had a hard time explaining the programs and theories to the policy people? What an extraordinary reversal of roles.

It is difficult to pinpoint exactly who in presidential administrations comes up with certain ideas and words; how many come from speechwriters versed in rhetorical flair versus wonks who know the policy but cannot communicate it. Naturally, speechwriters defer credit. Reagan speechwriter Robinson said, "We were not creating Reagan; we were stealing from him." Reagan speechwriter Dolan said, "They’re the president’s phrases. I wrote a draft. The president gave a speech." It could be put another way: I wrote a speech, the president read the speech. Reagan speechwriter Peggy Noonan, for example, served five years as speechwriter and met Reagan only three times.  The point is that speechwriters play an integral role in determining U.S. policy and presidential posture, but unlike other thinkers in the White House, they are largely invisible and not credited (until much later), which make their role all the more intriguing, and – assuming their credentials are in rhetoric more than policy – potentially dangerous.

It’s LA. You Don’t Matter. You’re Free.

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I’m San Francisco born and raised, but I don’t hate on LA. In fact, I like LA, and find the NorCal/SoCal rivalry kind of stupid.

I have yet to spend much time in the City of Los Angeles itself, but I plan on doing so. I’m fascinated by this place — by the driving, by the weather, the palm trees, the conservatives in Orange County, the boob jobs, Hollywood, the massive Spanish speaking population, etc.

Geoff Manaugh writes a blog about architecture and cities. He’s from LA, recently moved to San Francisco’s Cole Valley (where I’m from) for work, and was profiled in today’s LA Times. His post on why Los Angeles is the world’s greatest city is awesome (not because I necessarily agree, but for how he puts it) and I excerpt liberally below:

No matter what you do in L.A., your behavior is appropriate for the city. Los Angeles has no assumed correct mode of use. You can have fake breasts and drive a Ford Mustang – or you can grow a beard, weigh 300 pounds, and read Christian science fiction novels. Either way, you’re fine: that’s just how it works. You can watch Cops all day or you can be a porn star or you can be a Caltech physicist. You can listen to Carcass – or you can listen to Pat Robertson. Or both.

L.A. is the apocalypse: it’s you and a bunch of parking lots. No one’s going to save you; no one’s looking out for you. It’s the only city I know where that’s the explicit premise of living there – that’s the deal you make when you move to L.A.
The city, ironically, is emotionally authentic.
It says: no one loves you; you’re the least important person in the room; get over it….

If you can’t handle a huge landscape made entirely from concrete, interspersed with 24-hour drugstores stocked with medications you don’t need, then don’t move there.
It’s you and a bunch of parking lots.

You’ll see Al Pacino in a traffic jam, wearing a stocking cap; you’ll see Cameron Diaz in the check-out line at Whole Foods, giggling through a mask of reptilian skin; you’ll see Harry Shearer buying bulk shrimp.

The whole thing is ridiculous. It’s the most ridiculous city in the world – but everyone who lives there knows that. No one thinks that L.A. "works," or that it’s well-designed, or that it’s perfectly functional, or even that it makes sense to have put it there in the first place; they just think it’s interesting. And they have fun there.

And the huge irony is that Southern California is where you can actually do what you want to do; you can just relax and be ridiculous. In L.A. you don’t have to be embarrassed by yourself. You’re not driven into a state of endless, vaguely militarized self-justification by your xenophobic neighbors.

You’ve got a surgically pinched, thin Michael Jackson nose? You’ve got a goatee and a trucker hat? You’ve got a million-dollar job and a Bentley? You’ve got to be at work at the local doughnut shop before 6am? Or maybe you’ve got 16 kids and an addiction to Yoo-Hoo – who cares?

It doesn’t matter.

Los Angeles is where you confront the objective fact that you mean nothing; the desert, the ocean, the tectonic plates, the clear skies, the sun itself, the Hollywood Walk of Fame – even the parking lots: everything there somehow precedes you, even new construction sites, and it’s bigger than you and more abstract than you and indifferent to you. You don’t matter. You’re free.

What I’ve Been Reading

School has slowed my pleasure reading, but I’m a fighter.

1. Immigrants: Your Country Needs Them by Philippe Legrain. A solid argument for a liberal immigration policy. Legrain presents loads of data to argue for the economic advantages of immigration, and addresses some of the cultural arguments raised by Huntington. If you’re for closing the borders but open to changing your mind, add this book to your pile.

2. An American Hedge Fund by Tim Sykes. This is an engaging, first-person account of how Tim “made $2 million as as stock operator and created a hedge fund” — all while going to college. It’s well written and funny. It could use more explanation of the stock market techniques Tim employs — and this is a book about the stock market, not creating a company — but still recommended to anyone who enjoys rollercoaster sagas, especially from the perspective of someone young.

3. Broken Fever: Reflections of Gay Boyhood by James Morrison. This is a beautiful childhood memoir by my academic advisor at Claremont. I’m just starting, but I’m taken by his way with words. Here’s an early graf:

This books tracks a developmental narrative shaped by the regulatory mechanisms of many of the institutions of modern mass culture: those of education or medicine, those of the state, the law, the church. Yet again and again — for in the grandiosity and rawness of childhood, every phenomenon is new even in its thousandth coming — the story shows the systematic failures of these institutions, themselves so systematic, to regulate, to acculturate, “properly.” The only triumph this book recognizes lies in the fact that our culture, so often bent on eliminating gayness, so often produces it, enables it.

4. Supercrunchers: Why Thinking-by-Numbers is the New Way To Be Smart by Ian Ayres. This book has gotten lots of hype, and it didn’t quite live up to it for me. The take-aways didn’t strike me as terribly new: experts are often wrong, data trump anecdote, most people don’t understand basic statistics, etc etc. There’s some fun stories in here about awesome data mining and Freakonomics-esque conclusions, but I’d pass.

5. A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. No surprise here: this one’s a winner. Kite Runner fans rejoice.

UCLA and First Time at a Frat House

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Sometimes it’s surreal that I’m experiencing first-hand that which is the subject of so many movies, articles, songs, and jokes: college life.

Last night, my close friend Andrew and I went to visit some of our friends at UCLA. We had a great time.

It started with The Terminator. After an excellent sushi dinner in Westwood (a dinner in which the real men were identified by who cleaned out the most sushi — hint: I finished off the other three plates), our friend David saw Arnold Schwarzenegger drive by in a black SUV. David waved, and Arnold waved back. I had to console Dave. He wanted a "west side" sign, but I told him to accept Arnold’s gesture as awesome in its own right.

We then headed over to a sorority house of one of our high school friends. It was my first time in a frat or sorority house; Claremont has no such things. A pretty sweet set-up: 54 girls all living in one massive house, with private cooks, an admin, and plenty of hang-out space. We were only there for 15 minutes, but even in that short period of time the door-bell rang and a member of the same sorority from Michigan State asked if she could look around. It crystallized the networking benefit of being part of a national fraternity or sorority: it’s a whole new group of people with whom you have a special connection, independent of the network from your university. (The negatives also exist, of course. I heard stories last night of some sororities forcing its pledges to strip naked and then circling the parts of each girl’s body which are sub-par (e.g. a fleshy leg or something). Truly despicable.)

Next we hit up the UCLA basketball home-opener versus Portland State. UCLA is ranked #2 in the country. We had the pleasure of seeing Kevin Love, the #1 ranked high school player last year who committed to UCLA, play his first official collegiate game. Most experts say Love has long and fruitful NBA career ahead of him. My take? I want to see his outside game. At 6′ 10" he seems small to be a center or power forward in the pros, but apparently he can drain 3’s from the outside and has unbelievable touch down low.

Sitting around a friend’s apartment later in the night, as jokes were told, arguments hashed out, YouTube videos cited, and "new lines" coined, I thought of this paragraph from my old post on Tyler Cowen’s talk in Zurich:

He said America empowers youth as influencers — college students sit around and listen to music, start fads, build web sites, etc. They may not be "working" per se, but they are contributing enormously to American popular culture. Indeed, most of our popular culture is created by young people, and this is the culture that is exported abroad. If a country cares about the influence of its culture abroad, they should ask how much power is given to youth. He noted that Latin America and Asia have huge youth populations, making it prime for a lot of cultural influence in this next generation.

So true. You put a bunch of smart 18, 19, 20, and 21 year-olds in confined space and add alcohol, and you actually get a lot of crude creative output.

Thanks Dave, Teddy, Kevin, and Andrew for a fun night in LA.