Judith Reisman’s recent visit to Zagreb reminded me why,
maybe, Americans shouldn’t be allowed to travel abroad.
(Originally published in Croatian in 21. Stoljece, on Feb. 9, 2013.)
When I lived in Singapore, I loved watching the US reality TV
show The Amazing Race. The show is a
modern, dumbed-down version of Mark Twain’s The
Innocents Abroad. In it, 11 two-person teams follow clues that lead them
around the world. Going from country to country, they do silly stunts, eat
outlandish foods, rub elbows with the locals, and try not to be last to the
finish line at the end of the episode, which usually means elimination and no
chance at the million-dollar prize. The producers are smart, only US citizens
are allowed to compete, which means that although there is the occasional
charming team to root for, usually you just watch to see how stupid Americans
can be when faced with other cultures.
In one show, contestants must find a disco. One lost team
confidently went to ask directions from a woman who looked to be dressed for a
night out, only to find she was a working girl. Camera in tow, they persisted
in asking for directions anyway and were surprised that she didn’t appreciate
the attention. In another episode, a team motivated young villagers helping
them with their task by yelling over and over, “More money!” A recurring theme
is that although teams are in the middle of Thailand or Brazil or Ethiopia,
they are astounded that no one speaks English and can direct them to their next
clue. A few, dear to my heart, bother to learn “thank you” the local language,
which actually offers a good-will advantage. One team, breezing toward victory,
and was derided by a rival as, “Those hippies, and their damned language
knowing.”
And of course last year, during the amazing US presidential
race, Republican Mitt Romney packed his bags and went to London, where he was promptly
labeled “Mitt the Twit” by local tabloids after insulting the London Olympics
organizers, breaking diplomatic protocol, and picking random titles for his
hosts.
Reisman’s visit rekindled all these memories. Spurred by
personal tragedy, Reisman has become a crusader against pornography and all
things linked to Alfred Kinsey and his work on human sexuality. Unfortunately
she has become a distorted caricature of herself, squeezing as much fame and
honoraria from her extreme opinions as possible. Inviting her here as part of
an informed discussion on sex education in schools is like inviting Florida
pastor Terry Jones to discuss religious tolerance. Whatever valid points she
might have are lost in the cacophony and hyperbola.
But, as long as she not calling for armed revolt or shouting
“fire” in a crowded theater, the right of free speech dictates that she be able
to say what she wants. Free speech also allows hecklers to heckle before being
escorted out of the hall, questioners to be critical, and TV stations to decide
whether her ideas or the circus she generates is more newsworthy. Like most
freedoms, it doesn’t just apply to the things you agree with, which can be a
tough pill to swallow.
One remark by Reisman struck a familiar chord. Talking to
her audience—including one co-ed who will undoubtedly have little trouble
getting dates in the future, at least not for movies—the over-hyped writer
noted, “You are from a communist environment, so it doesn’t surprise me to see
indoctrination.” Really? As Dean Nenad Zakošek
pointed out, most of the students present were born in free and capitalist
Croatia.
American ignorance
of most things foreign and almost anything Croatian is sad, but not surprising.
Nobel laureate and NY Times columnist Paul Krugman—unquestionably smarter and
more worldly than Romney, Reisman or Amazing
Race contestants—spoke in Rovinj in
October and acknowledged knowing very little about Croatia’s situation.
It was disappointing because Krugman really does know a lot about a lot of
things.
This is all
symptomatic of a greater truth: since the war, the world cares little about
Croatia. No one is burning the midnight oil studying Croatian at Harvard to
complement an MBA and take south central Europe by storm. No venture capitalist
in Silicon Valley is plotting an economic coup that starts in Varaždin.
In July, Croatia should take a huge step into the global
economy by joining the European Union. Croatia needs to take advantage of this
by aggressively going out and conducting business. It needs to forget the
whining in the run-up to EU entry about how local companies can’t compete with
the big boys, as though there is something in the water here that dulls capabilities.
It needs to encourage and expand English-language programs, like the
International Baccalaureate initiatives at the Matije Gupec School and the XVI
Gymnasium.
And most of all, the country needs to find a way to welcome the
few foreign business people who do understand Croatia’s true potential and are
interested in setting up shop here. This does not mean giving them carte blanche to pillage the countryside
or destroy the environment. But rather offering a transparent, stable business
climate that allows them to weigh properly the risks and rewards of investing
their money in Croatia.
And, speaking of Croatia’s EU entry reminds me of another
comment from Reisman: “I’ve never seen so many bullies in my life as I’ve met
here in Croatia.” Well, obviously, she has yet to visit Slovenia.
(Originally published in Croatian in 21. Stoljece, on Feb. 9, 2013.)
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