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July 18, 2004
 
off line/in print 
 




Despite their limitiations, culture jamming and adbusting, parody and satire have proven vital to our growth as political activists, and they've acted as developmental stages in the process of becoming critically engaged with our media.

But this cannot be the end stage of our development

from the print version of "Live by Their Tools, Die by Their Tools:  The Political Limitations of Culture Jamming," by Anne Elizabeth Moore, an abbreviated version of which appears on-line here, in the inaugural issue of LiP (which also features a full-page Too Much Coffee Man comic). 


 


 


On [Election Day 2004], people across the country will come together in groups both large and small to demonstrate the effectiveness of direct action in getting things done, and of direct democracy as a means for communities to work together.

Those who desire to take an hour out of this day to cast a vote are welcome to; after the event is over, people can reconvene and compare which approach was more rewarding and empowering, voting or direct action.

from the anonymously authored article, "Don't Just Vote:  Get Active!" in the inaugurual issue of Momentum


 


 
A riveting story that keeps you glued to the page until the stunning climax. Even a notification from your staff that the nation you lead is under attack can't keep you from reading the gut-wrenching final words.
more reviews [7/19/04 update:  temporarily] of Engelmann/Bruner's book here .

 

 




Not your parents' National Geographic Magazine

Wow, this month, a cover story on the geopolitics of the West's addiction to cocaine.  Last month, a cover story on the geopolitics of the West's addiction to oil.  Is it not easy to predict what next month's National Geographic cover story really ought to be?

The magazine certainly seems to be trying, this summer, to distinguish itself from its staid tradition of a generation ago, when every issue seemed to feature yet another long tribute to Gilbert H. Grosvenor, as cool a guy as he may have been.