For the sake of clarity, I’d like to describe what I’d regard as an “attack.” Let’s say you’re a citizen in the most powerful nation on earth. You pay taxes and those taxes fund the most devastating military power the world has ever known. Your country uses this military power to intimidate, invade, and bomb with impunity. Most recently, some of those bombs you’ve help subsidize just might have landed in a residential area of Iraq and blown the limbs off a newborn baby, blinded his older sister, and wiped out the rest of the family. That, my friends, is what it’s like to be attacked. Sitting in a comfortable chair, sipping an overpriced latte in a local bar or bookstore, while an obscure writer opines that the America “way of life” is directly and indirectly responsible for the horrifying state of global affairs? Not an attack.
Sorry if that bursts your comfort bubble but as Henry Miller sez: “It isn’t the oceans which cut us off from the world; it’s the American way of looking at things.”
I hope that doesn’t put you in a funk but as Noam Chomsky sez: “I’m not here to cheer you up.”
(Samples of my talk here)