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Last Night's TV

Here’s an interesting round-up from The Times new TV supplement, Seer:

Last Night’s TV – Henrietta Quain – 21/01/2008
Big Brother may be off our screens for good, but the turmoil of last year’s so-called race row still resonates today. Yesterday, we were treated to three programmes that re-opened some old wounds, and cauterised others.
First up was Silk Route (BBC1, 8pm) Shilpa Shetty’s first British TV acting role. This over-trailed six-part drama places Shetty as a determined Indian lawyer, battling against the apparent institutional prejudices of a Barristers’ chambers in London. Sadly, both the characters and storylines lack any depth. The white characters are stereotyped to the point of absurdity, behaving in a generally patronising manner that would simply never happen in real life. Shetty’s acting is melodramatic and her character erratic. Are we really supposed to believe that she will stand up to the bolshy lawyers at her chambers, but not to her over-bearing brother (played by newcomer Abhishek Bachchan)? It is as if the producers of this programme are deliberately playing on Shetty’s victim status, to force their politically correct views upon the rest of us. Shetty rightly surfed the wave of sympathy after the bullying she experienced on Celebrity Big Brother (although few now accept that the abuse was actually ‘racist’). That sympathy may wane if Silk Route does not improve in weeks to come.
In one of those ironic co-incidences that British TV schedules periodically throw up, last night also marked the return of the now-infamous Jade Goody to our screens. Jade Goes to India (C4, 9pm) chronicled the eponymous anti-heroine’s journey through the sub-continent, experiencing the various local ‘delights’ and meeting ordinary Indians. We are treated to the extraordinary site of Jade trying to meditate in Dharamsala, temporary home of the Dalai Lama. “He’s like the Pope, but for India,” says Goody. We also see her riding, then falling off an elephant, visiting the Taj Mahal (“It is smaller than on TV”) and some excruciating scenes in the third class carriage of a train, where the hapless protagonist tries to ask some passengers who probably do not speak English, whether they would be offended if she called them a ‘Popadom’.
More poignant, however, was a final sequence in Bombay itself. We see Jade take a tour-bus around the city, visiting homes of the Bollywood Stars. Inevitably, the route includes the apartment block where Shilpa Shetty is a resident. As Jade dismounts the bus and walks up to the security gate, observed by a passive security guard, we heard the guide announce that Shilpa is away, making a film in New York. Goody is uncharacteristically quiet as she looks upon the building.
The programme is not so much a journey of discovery for Goody, as a nose-rubbing exercise. It seems that Shetty has become an ever-present spectre that cannot be shrugged off. And so the expected catharsis or renewal never comes for Goody, just a constant reminder of an elusive fame. In the final shot of the programme, at the check-in desk at Bombay International Airport, the cameraman catches a close-up shot of Jade, with a bill-board in the background. The face on the advert is Shetty’s, twenty feet tall. Her doe-brown eyes watch, unblinking, as Jade hands over her passport.
If the travelogue was intended to resurrect Goody’s career in some form, no such miracle was intended by the offering that followed immediately after. Big Brother’s 101 Greatest Moments (C4, 10pm) was clearly intended as a defiant last stand. Russell Brand presented the count-down, as determined by the public in a telephone vote. I half expected the demise of Nasty Nick to pip the ‘Popadom’ clip to the top spot, but it was not to be. Jade’s exploits had won her one last triumph, at least.

Shackles

Its nice to see a spike in my stats last week, half due to a link from the Guardian website, and half due to a few very welcome pointers from other blogs. In honour of that, here’s an extra nugget from the Clive Stafford-Smith lecture, which I didn’t work into Thursday’s report:
Apparently, it is a British company, Hiatt Corporation of Birmingham, which manufactures the leg-irons used at Guantànamo Bay. The same company used to make shackles for slaves (the front page of the Hiatt website proudly delcares that the company’s first slogan was Prisoners Handcuffs to the Trade). This was back in the days when men and women and children were taken by force from their homeland by foreign colonial powers, with the active compliance of their neighbours, transported to a foreign country, and detained indefinitely. Thank goodness that doesn’t happen any more, eh?
More information on Hiatt can be found via Indymedia Birmingham.
Hiatt handcuffs

Ghost Prisoners at Guantànamo

Racism in the Big Brother house is of course important. It is admirable that 20,000 people have complained about the alleged bullying, that the Indian Government has expressed concern, and that Labour MP Keith Vaz has raised the issue in the House of Commons. We can only hope that the £300,000 appearance fee Shilpa Shetty has received goes some way to cushioning the hard times she has endured.
Big Brother is an illusion. The contestants could click their fingers, and the nightmare will end. This is not so for the housemates at Guantànamo Bay, who wake each morning to a genuine Orwellian nightmare. They have no plush chairs in the diary room in which to relax. Their only solace is the blissful ignorance of sleep, or a final release through suicide.
“It is not ‘suicide’ anymore,” says Clive Stafford-Smith. “It is called ‘manipulative injurious behaviour’ now. That way, the politicians and military men can claim that there are no suicide attempts at Guantanamo.”
Stafford-Smith is speaking at the offices of Clifford Chance at Canary Wharf, on behalf of the Mary Ward Legal Centre. The title of his talk is Secret Prisons and Ghost Prisoners, about the 14,000 people detained without lawyers or a trial in the name of the ‘War on Terror’. There is apparently a certain chauvinism in the military, and it is assumed that women are not militant. Stafford-Smith only knows of three female detainees, but there may be more. Most of those imprisoned remain unidentified, beyond the reach of the media, legal aid, and the rule of law. Guantànamo is the tip of a sinister iceberg.
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Celebrity Big Blunderbuss

Of course, I never ever watch Celebrity Big Brother, full as it is of vacuous has-beens whining about their personal life. However, yesterday evening I just happened to walk into the living room, when a freak bolt of lightning turned the TV over to Channel 4, at coincidentally the exact moment when I tripped over a wild hamster. Prostrate on the floor, I randomly caught sight of this strange TV programme out of the corner of my eye. I leapt up, and immediately turned it off after only an hour and half viewing.
shilpa shetty cryingI could not help rubber-necking the foreigners’ car-crash into the British class system. Neither A-Teamer Dirk Benedict, or Bollywood star Shilpa Shetty, sees anything wrong in laughing at the poor diction of some of the other housemates. They did not seem appreciate that their comments are seen as snobbish. Nor did not understand when those ‘down-to-earth’ housemates predictably turned sour, mercilessly criticising Shilpa’s naive attempt at roasting a chicken.
It is a shame some of the comments flung in her direction were disparaging to India and its culture, prompting accusations of racism: apparently over 10,000 people have now complained.
Its interesting that the celebrity version of Big Brother should prove a microcosm of the country as a whole, an illustration of the race debate in the UK. What is crucial here is that the offenders (in this case, Jo, Jade and Danielle) genuinely do not believe they are racist. They are not picking on Shilpa because she is Indian. Her transgressions, such as they are, seem real to them, and crucially nothing to do with her race or nationality.
When so-called culture wars periodically blitz the media, the examples of cultural conflict are stark, dealing as they so often do with life-changing issues such as marriage, sex, or the role of religion in political decision-making. They are noticeable. What goes unremarked are the tiny issues, the little differences, than can turn two people off each other. There is nothing wrong with using spices in food, or using your hands to eat it. This is part of Shilpa’s culture. Jade, Jo, and Danielle, who are ignorant of Shilpa’s culture, do not understand this. When they criticise her, they do not for one moment believe their comments have anything to do with her being Indian. They think they are criticising her. They do not realise the subjectivity of their criticism. They do not even realise that they are actually criticising a part of Shilpa’s culture, and others by association. The ‘racism’, such as it is, lies in these ignorances (I would prefer to call it an ‘unwitting prejudice’).
Whether one has any time for the ‘racism’ charge depends on whether you believe the invective levelled at Shilpa was directed at her alone, or her cultural practices in general. Those who said them would passionately, genuinely argue that the former is true. Those who heard them, would say the latter. Neither would be completely correct, however. Like a blunderbuss, no matter how careful and ‘genuine’ the aim, you will always hit something you did not intend. The problem is caused by shooting the invective in the first place! It is a kind of second-degree racism: the Indian viewers of Celebrity Big Brother have been caught in the cross-fire of a domestic spat. They have a genuine greivance, even if the mens rea is absent.
The same argument can, I think, be applied to the remarks about the accents of certain housemates. You can appear to be a snob without realising it. But just like culinary practices, the way someone speaks is a matter of culture and upbringing. To laugh at it is to laugh at everyone who does it.
We’re all guilty of second order prejudice on some level, because it is impossible to know what is going on everywhere in the world, or how everyone lives. The key to reducing this, is to make an effort to learn more about the people who you live with (whether you live in a multi-ethnic democracy, or the Big Brother House). To avoid learning more about others, or to declare it unnecessary, is the real prejudice.
India actually has its own version of the TV show, called Bigg Boss. I haven’t seen it myself, but those who have tell me it is actually more interesting, with nudity and frolicking at a minimum, and the contestants getting stuck into political debates instead.
Perhaps I am being too diplomatic. Apparently slurs like “Paki Bitch” are being bandied about. That’s first order racism, and certainly didn’t make the cut yesterday evening.

Minerals in Zimbabwe

Amid all the distractions that this utterly insane world presents to us, it is worth reminding ourselves of the looming crisis in Zimbabwe.
Of course, I use the word “crisis” in a very anglocentric sense: I mean some violent series of events that will catch the attention of the world’s media. More afrocentric analyses have had Zimbabwe in crisis for many years. Inflation is at 1,281%, the rule of law has been all but abandoned by Mugabe and his henchmen, and many people are forced to subsist off vermin.
Via Zimbabwe News Update, we hear that as many as 22,500 miners have been arrested since November, who have been illegally mining minerals such as gold and diamonds. The sheer scale of this lawlessness is worth considering. Like the growing of opium or coca for drug use, setting-up and operating an extra-legal mining operation requires huge confidence, and no small amount of weaponry. In this case, the government seems to have asserted itself before such operations become organised, but it does not bode well for the future. When the revolt finally comes and the government breaks down completely, it will not simply be a popular revolution of the starving with (say) the Movement for Democratic Change (MDC) at its head. It will be a battle between emerging war-lords, seeking to control the country’s mineral wealth.
Poverty in Zimbabwe

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