Showing posts with label democracy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label democracy. Show all posts

Friday, May 3, 2019

'here was a man...who had never been elected to anything'

I'll never forget this. I walked into the press room to find a stack of press releases from Robert Moses announcing that a "study" of the bridge, an obvious first step toward its construction, would begin immediately—with the participation of the state. And now, when I went back to the same officials who had assured me they were firmly against the bridge, I found there had been a change in their position. They were now firmly for it. 
I remember I drove home that night, and all the way down from Albany to our house on Long Island—it was 163 miles—I kept thinking, Everything you've been doing is bullshit. Underlying every one of my stories was the traditional belief that you're in a democracy and the power in a democracy comes from being elected. Yet here was a man, Robert Moses, who had never been elected to anything, and he had enough power to turn around a whole state government in one day. And he's had this power for more than forty years, and you, Bob Caro, who are supposed to be writing about political power and explaining it, you have no idea where he got this power. 
And, thinking about it later, I realized: and neither does anybody else.
Robert A. Caro, Working (2019)

Friday, August 12, 2016

'adjusted...to the most dubious mediocrity'

Great and fine things can never be common property: pulchrum est paucorum hominum.* — What is the cause of the decline of German culture? That 'higher education' is no longer a privilege — the democratism of 'culture' made 'universal' and common. . . . Not to overlook the fact that military privileges absolutely compel too great attendance at higher schools, which means their ruin. — No one is any longer free in present-day Germany to give his children a noble education: our 'higher' schools are one and all adjusted — as regards their teachers, their curricula and their instructional aims — to the most dubious mediocrity.
*beauty is for the few 
Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols (1888; trans. R. J. Hollingdale, 1968)