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Friday, December 4, 2009

Ubud Festival 2009-Global Voices


The second viewer, a beautiful woman Fatima Bhutto, a journalist and writer, from Pakistan. She voiced about the life in the State that there was almost no freedom of expression and assembly as in Indonesia. Phone signals is such that no terbangus Internet network for interconnecting with one another.


Note: There might be some problems with the translation, but this is the gist of what was posted on the page, about the global voices event.If anyone has a better translation please email it to the club, Thanks.

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Ubud Festival Photos

Credit: Neal Harrison

Monday, October 19, 2009

Fatima Bhutto: Negotiating Nobility


Perhaps there is nobility in saying no. Discussing US President Barack Obama’s Nobel Peace Prize and her rising political stardom in Pakistan, Fatima Bhutto, the niece of assassinated Pakistani prime minister Benazir, suggested prematurity on both fronts.


With the nomination coinciding with the anniversary of the US invasion of Afghanistan, where the US president has pledged to send 40,000 more troops, and with American drones continuing to fly over the heads of Pakistanis, Fatima is clearly not impressed.


“I think it would have been the right thing [for Obama] to say no, not yet,” she says.


The journalist and writer was in town to speak at the Ubud Writer’s and Readers Festival, and caused a stir at every event.


“It is a shame that a country, which as a nation is not linked with peace, seems to keep producing Nobel Peace Prize winners. Jimmy Carter, Henry Kissinger – who is the personification of all evil – and now Obama,” reels Fatima in disgust.


Resistance and politics are in her blood, but it is a lineage that has been marred by a string of bloody political assassinations.


Her grandfather, Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto, formed the Pakistan People’s Party (PPP) and was elected prime minister in 1973. Following a political crisis, Zulfiqar was imprisoned by General Zia-ul-Haq who imposed martial law on the country. Zulfiqar was hanged in 1979, after the High Court found him guilty of murdering the father of a dissident PPP politician.


Her father, Murtaza, formed Al Zulfikar, an armed revolutionary movement in the late 1970s, which sought to overthrow Zia’s military dictatorship.


Fatima was born in Afghanistan, where her father fled in exile, and spent her childhood in Syria. A family feud erupted after her father’s return to Pakistan 16 years later, where his sister Benazir had just been elected prime minister for the second time running.


Murtaza was seeking a powerful position in her party, but Benazir resisted her brother’s grab for a prominent role in the party founded by their father. He formed an opposition party in response, but it lacked popularity and more blood was shed when he was suspiciously killed in a gunfight with police in 1996.


Fatima publicly speculated that her aunt Benazir was involved in her father’s death. Just over a decade later, in 2007, Benazir was murdered at an election rally when a gunman shot her in the neck and set off a bomb. The current prime minister, Asif Ali Zadari, is the widower of Benazir and is widely accused of rampant corruption.


For decades, Pakistani politics has been plagued by instability, corruption and violence, and in some way Fatima has always been in the wings.


After completing her masters at London’s School of African and Oriental Studies, and writing her thesis on the resistance to Zia’s dictatorship, 27-year-old Fatima has established herself as a well-respected voice on Pakistani politics, both at home and abroad.


Her writing is polemic, unforgiving and brutal about the hypocrisy of Western governments and their continued support of the corrupt Pakistani regime. In a sarcastic mock letter addressed to British Foreign Secretary David Miliband, published on an online blog in January, Fatima writes:


“It was such a lovely surprise to have you over. It warmed our hearts, really it did. I especially enjoyed your faith in our new government (you know, the one headed by two former ex-cons?).


The CIA and NATO have both praised Pakistan’s new regime for its enthusiastic assistance in the war on terror, and now you’ve chimed in. I find it’s always nice to have supportive friends when you’re at war with your own citizens.”


Fatima’s writing is always labelled “controversial”, but she says, “I never think about that when I write”. Although she denies she is frightened about what she writes, she does say that what she writes is frightening. Pakistan has recently passed an ambiguous and draconian cyber crimes law that can sentence people to death for “cyber terrorism”.


“There are so many horror stories,” she sighs, “you don’t even have to look for them anymore.”For Fatima, it is not the country but the government that has failed.


“Bucket-loads of billions of dollars” in loans from the US and the IMF have perpetuated government and military corruption, impunity and healthy Swiss bank accounts for the Pakistani elite, she says.


Between 2001 and 2008, Pakistan received more than US$10 billion in aid that was never accounted for by then president Pervez Musharraf’s administration.


In the lush surroundings of Ubud — talking about the Taliban in the Swat valley and middle-class Pakistanis in Karachi that adopted out their children because they couldn’t afford to feed them during last year’s food crisis — the failed state seems a world away.


“The History of Love and The Great Gatsby are my favorite books,” she tells me, “because they were so powerful and seem to follow their own rules.”


That’s not surprising because she seems to set her own rules too. It is these fiercely independent opinions that characterize her columns in Pakistani papers, The New Statemen and The Guardian, railing against a country she describes as beautiful but dispossessed.


It is clear why Pakistan has become beguiled by her beauty and bolshie-ness. Fans dedicated to Fatima have been pleading for her to lead the country; on Facebook thousands of Pakistanis have asked for her to restore justice and become Pakistan’s next prime minister.


But Fatima says she has no plans to enter the messy world of Pakistan’s government any time soon, preferring instead to contribute to political resistance through her writing. She is currently working on a third book, a history of the Bhutto family, set to be published in 2010.


“I have always been a Bhutto, and this pressure is new,” she says.


“My name precedes anyone being interested in me. I never sought power with my name. I think it is positive to have this name, and say no.”


Fatima’s writing is always labelled “controversial”, but she says, “I never think about that when I write.


Monday, October 12, 2009

Ubud Obama and Dissent Event

I tried to take each event, though, for what it was and in that, there was some amazing stuff. The event that was the most interesting was called "Obama and Dissent" One of the panelists was Fatima Bhutto who is the most intelligent, amazing, beautiful woman I have ever been in the presence of (except you mom...) It was a really astounding discussion, especially being one of the only Americans in the audience. Two of the three speakers were not so ecstatic over Obama (to put it nicely) and rightly so. Despite all his talk of inclusive politics and freedom he really has done little, especially oversees. He has sent more troops in, and to Afghanistan*, where Fatima is from.

This is not what we were promised, and as unfair and a huge weight that it may be, when we elected Obama we seem to have elected him for the world, not just the US. People are expecting him to be what he promised, for him to live up to all we were fed during the "Obama-madness" as Fatima put it, and yet that is not what we have gotten, and people need to realize that this man is human. Many people in the audience urged that we give him more time, and I agree that we can't expect things to have turned around yet. I agree completely with this (except the person who said that he can't because he needs to get re-elected first. Wouldn't it be great if we could just re-elect him based on what kind of job he does? Wouldn't this be a better use of his time?) and yet I also agree that time continues to march on. As Fatima said, "We can not let our patience turn into complacency." Yup.

Source:http://balibecca.blogspot.com

*Fanclub note-Fatima is from Pakistan; she was born in Kabul, Afghanistan.

Ubud Festival a success, despite funding cuts

The Jakarta Post

A garden party at the Antonio Blanco's Renaissance Museum featuring music performances marked the end of this year's Ubud Writers and Readers Festival on Sunday night.

Attendees at the closing party enjoyed the performance of students from state high school SMA 1 Ubud playing Balinese gamelan and performing a choir.

They played several foreign and Indonesian songs in collaboration with an ensemble group from Al-Izhar High School of Jakarta. The Saharaja Band concluded the stage performance.

Despite a 60-percent decrease in the number of sponsorships, coupled with the global economic downturn and the July bombings of JW Marriott and Ritz-Carlton hotels in Jakarta, the four-day literary festival this year was a marvellous success, according to the organizing committee.

There was apparently an increase in the number of participants, as well as in the involvement of Indonesian writers in this year's festival, themed Compassion and Solidarity.

Literary critic Melani Budianta, who chaired some of the festival's discussions, said the event was disorganized compared to last year's, citing cancelled sessions and a changed schedule.

"In some discussions, there was mismatch between themes and speakers. The organizers should have better considered the selection of speakers and themes."

However, she acknowledged that this year's festival had managed to engage more Indonesian writers.

The last day of the festival saw much-anticipated special events, particularly the sold-out ticketed Literary Lunch session with Fatima Bhutto, niece of the assassinated former Pakistan Prime Minister Benazir Bhutto.

The author of Whispers of the Desert shared her colorful life as a writer, journalist, politician-in-training and heir-apparent to Benazir's throne during a talk with journalist-cum-writer Desi Anwar.

In an evening session titled "Into the Muse: where poetry merges with melody", literary enthusiasts explored the soulful sounds of Daphne Tse's musical creations interspersed with the poetic musings of multi-faceted artist John O'Sullivan.

Three books were launched on the last day of the festival.

Bocah Muslim di Negeri James Bond (A Muslim Boy in James Bond's Country), the Indonesian translation of Unimagined authored by Imran Ahmad, was about a Pakistan-born Muslim boy who moves to London and grows up torn between his Islamic identity and his desire to embrace the West.

The other two were Inspector Singh investigates: A Bali Conspiracy Most Foul by Shamini Flint and a collection of short stories titled Ox-tales.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Literary Event Update via Twitter

desianwar @FBfanclub Fatima Bhutto and I had indepth discussion on her life/writings at literary lunch during Ubud Writer's Festival in Bali, today.


Today's Literary Lunch With FB (picture update)

Credit :http://twitter.com/desianwar

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Ubud Readers and Writers Festival 2009 Update

Desy Nurhayati and Katie Lamb

A discussion about writers' views on the United States President Barack Obama and on the Middle East peace process stole the show during the third day of the annual Ubud Writers and Readers Festival on Friday.

Speaking at the discussion were Benazir Bhutto's niece, Fatima Bhutto, Australian author Anthony Loewenstein and novelist Jamal Mahjoub, whose works have been widely translated and received several awards.

Delving into the world's hottest war zones was never going to be solved in an hour-long discussion, but what panelists did was to dissect the rhetoric from the reality of Obama's much-hyped potential for global change.

Fatima Bhutto said Obama - who was named on Friday as this year's Nobel Peace Price laureate - had yet to bring changes in Pakistan and Afghanistan because the US would still add more troops.

Similar sentiments came from Anthony Loewenstein, author of My Israel Question, who just got back from a trip to Palestine. He said things had never been worse in the West Bank.

Even novelist Jamal Mahjoub, the most optimistic among the panelists conceded that perhaps the power of Obama was largely as a symbol rather than a testament to change.



Source: The Jakarta Post

Highlights from Friday at the Ubud Writers and Readers Festival

Katie Jacobs

I started the day in the intimate Left Bank Lounge for a session called 'Wanderlust: Travelling stories". The first panelist was Andrew McMillian, a rock journalist from Darwin, who has spent a large amount of time living with Australian Aboriginal communities in the Western Desert and Northern Territory. He had some fascinating insights into a little understood group gained travelling within his own country.The second was Lee Su Kim, A Chinese Malaysian (Baba-Nyonya) who discussed studying in Texas and the peculiarities of being an 'alien of colour' in the USA.

The final panelist Brian Thacker was very funny. He has made a career out of absurdist travel, e.g. writing a book on travelling to five countries simply based on the fact he had never heard of them (and not researching anything before he departed) and 'Sleeping Around' chronicling his adventures while travelling the world with the website couchsurfing.org where people open their homes and their couches to travellers for free.

My final session later in the day was a complete contrast and turned out to be particularly topical. 'Writing in the new world: Obama and Dissent' discussed the importance of continuing critical analysis and dissent within the media. It featured Fatima Bhutto, a journalist from Pakistan, Antony Loewenstein, a political journalist from Sydney and Jamal Mahjoub, a novelist from London by way of Sudan debating whether Obama has so far failed to live up to his promise through a lack of concrete actions or whether his message of hope and change and the very fact of his reaching the presidency is the main thing and the importance of continuing dissention even given, or perhaps because of, his worldwide popularity.

On a side note I happened to be in the same venue as these writers when the news came through that Obama had won the Nobel Peace Prize which drew some fairly heated opinions from the participants.

Source: http://beattiesbookblog.blogspot.com

Friday, October 9, 2009

Ubud Readers and Writers Festival 2009 Day 3

Oh, Oh, Obama.

Coming to Ubud, Bali, after three months in Jakarta has made me slightly nauseaus. I hardly take my sunglasses off, and not because the light is harsh. The light is like syrup, the air clean and moist, the world a verdant, indecent green. My third day here and I still try not too look too hard at things in case I notice that it’s all just a joke: that there are seams in trees where they’ve been recently erected. That if I touch the plants my hands will come away with paint on them. That the still, crumbling buildings are cardboard cut outs. I leave my sunglasses on because I’m scared of the disappointment I’ll feel if I take them off and find that I’m not in the world, but in an adult, Bali-Disney set.

But I’ll write of the strangeness of Ubud later. Because I have Obama on my mind.

About an hour ago I got out of a session at the wonderful Ubud Writers and Readers Festival with the sort of manic frustrated energy that ideas should give you. Remembering all the reasons why politics is everything: because politics is people.

The session was called Writing in the New World: Obama and Dissent. Hosted by Michael Vatikiotis from the Humanitarian Durant Centre for Dialogue in Geneva, the panelists included Antony Lowenstein — who wrote My Israel Question a while ago in Australia and set off a spate of angry press – eloquent novelist Jamal Mahjoub, and Fatima Bhutto, niece of former Pakistani Premier Benazir Bhutto.

The panel was superbly moderated. I’ve only been to a couple of sessions here but, as with all the writer’s festivals I’ve ever been to, they’ve often suffered from lack of competent moderation.

And if there was anything that could have killed this session it would have been a bad moderator. The enormous, open marble hall where it was held perched on the edge of a ravine was packed, the audience full of maniacally twitching listeners who, as the panel went on, began to mutter and twist in their chairs, bite at nails and wind cheap batiks into knots. The middle aged women behind me started low rants half way through, as if the bottled political frustration of years was rising on their breaths like a stench. Snorting and exhaling rank disappointment and dissent, maybe more with themselves than the world.

The theme that arose from the panel was the need to criticize and watch Obama for faults. That the promise of Obama and the symbolism of his presidency was new, but that the world he was inheriting was old. Bhutto spoke again and again of the wrongs the American administration continues to perpetuate on the world and the danger of letting what she called ‘Obama-mania’ blind us to them. Dissent is not disloyalty, she kept repeating.

I could see that many people disagreed. What about, they were shifting, what about what about. What about the other people we should hold to account. Whose fault is this really? Can’t we enjoy this rhetoric? Can’t we enjoy this moment? Haven’t we won, somehow? Give him time, people kept repeating: give Obama time to realize all the things we need from him.

Their disappointment was endless, and their hope new and fragile, and you could feel the edges of despair moving in against the wall-less room as the panel went along.

For a moment, Obama’s election was a reprieve from the endless battle of politics. It’s been proof, to so many people, myself included, of the possibility of change. A visual reminder of the wonder and plasticity of human society.

What I wonder at is that anyone could ever think that was enough. The disappointment and anger that was already palpable in the high, luridly verdant hills of Ubud today was sad, not because it showed a lack of faith, but because it showed a lack of understanding of what democracy and politics are.

William Hastie, the first African-American judge on a Federal court of appeals, once said that ‘Democracy is not being, it is becoming. It is easily lost, but never finally won.’

Obama’s election isn’t the end, but just another beginning. And I wondered at the woman who stood up and asked a wonderful question but who qualified it with ‘…but I’m only a normal person.’ I wondered who exactly she thought politics was about, and who it was meant to be for.

The question no one answered was asked by a skinny, earnest US college student, who thanked the panel for dealing critically with Obama and fumbled with her microphone. And the question was this: what can we do to rectify the blunders continuous American administrations have made in the world?

Everyone laughed, the whole room, as if she’d asked something stupid, something naive. They took another question straight away, and answered that instead. I felt bad for the sloping back of her head and the way she looked around at everyone else in the room, wondering if anyone was going to bring it up again, beginning to blush and cringe as she realized that the conversation had moved away.

Because in the end, asking what we should do, what we can do is the best, the most responsible, the most fundamental of all political questions.

source:http://rubyjoymurray.wordpress.com

Ubud Readers and Writers festival 2009 Day 3

The Ubud Writers’ and Readers’ Festival has managed to pull in a number of interesting people over the years, some with overwhelmingly political backgrounds. This year is no exception, with Nobel Laureate Wole Soyinka and Fatima Bhutto in the line-up.

As journalist-turned-arbitrator Michael Vatikiotis commented, the UWRF has become something of a writer’s talk show. There is a tendency for the audience/participants to expect the enlightened sound bite from the panel, and there is of course the reciprocal tendency to be absolutely charming and witty in return. But those are more the sideshows.

With a bit of luck one gets to sit in on discussions that truly open one’s mind to other points of view presented eloquently. Not that one has to agree, but it is always of value to have a different perspective or even a challenge to one’s complacently held ideas.

Today’s discussion on Obama and the “honeymoon” from the perspective of novelist Jamal Mahjoub, journalist Antony Loewenstein, and journalist/writer Fatima Bhutto was something of an example. The latter, who lost her father and aunt to political violence, had a very skeptical view of Obama’s achievement of all that was promised during his meteoric campaign. As a Pakistani, her assessment of Obama is perhaps understandable in the light of the increased ‘droning’ – predators of death hanging over so much of her country – and the incessant trips by US envoy Holbrooke telling Pakistan what to do.

She was joined by Loewenstein, whose dissenting cum apologist Jewish take on the state of Israel’s aggressive sabotage of the peace process has been hardened by much direct observation of what actually goes on in Palestine. Talking about the two states within Palestine concept, he saw no possibility of the US sponsored concept to ever materialize. This largely because he saw how aggresively and flagrantly the Israelis continue to violate the West Bank, . It seems Obama is, for him, a kind of icing on a very bitter cake.

Mahjoub on the other hand was a little more aligned to the Obama friendly crowd. Obama is an important symbol of change, he argued, and Obama’s rhetoric is important. I think everyone agrees it’s a damn sight better than Bush’s.

Personally I feel that expecting Obama to right all of the dysfunctional US foreign policy legacy in 9 months is naïve at the very best. But far worse than that is the tendency to overlook the fact that civic movement and dissent should address itself to the rot and insidious players who are the obstacles to Obama’s vision and hopes that he expresses in his ‘rhetoric’. Both those for and against this embattled man in Washington are creating impossible benchmarks for him. Give the man a few more months!

Super liberal members of his own party seem to have cornered him into tackling the toughest political stumbling block of all US presidents, the health care debacle, far too early in his term. His detractors are watching with glee, whilst at the same time quietly preparing more obstacles to prevent him exorcising the dark and arcane phantoms of power that haunt the US capital’s political corridors.

His attempt at reaching out across the aisle are reflected in his foreign policy diplomacy. Here too his ambitious efforts at diplomacy is dangerously exposed to defeat as the big hustlers in real politik (not least the US military machine) hunker down for a long battle for influence over US foreign policy. He is being pushed perilously close to fatal commitment in Afghanistan. Israel is playing hardball on the West Bank despite stern reminders. And Iran is a nasty itch that could turn into a dangerously infected tropical ulcer.

So when (ok, if) Obama fails to attain these impossible benchmarks, and his critics gather for the kill, what will have happened? Once again the true villains of the system will have eluded attention. And this is really my main objective to Bhutto’s and Lowenstein’s skepticism – by being cynical about Obama we are missing the point.

Putting aside all vicarious chauvinistic sentiments (after all Obama lived in my chiukldhood district of Jakarta), I feel it is very special that Obama won a free election as a man of colour in a country where less than half a century ago a black man, Martin Luther King, was very publicly assasinated simply because he had a dream of having equal rights as a white man. That in itself is an extraordinary achievement, and of enormous significance. On top of that, as Mahjoub pointed out, he did it without getting himself into debt with Big Business – basically the people financed his victory. He has become a true leader, and at the same time an easy target. In reality, the whole world voted for him.

An eerie sense of the twilight zone came over me when an hour after this public discussion, my mobile vibrated with the messages of Obama’s Nobel prize. I was incredulous at first, and then apprehensive. To have been nominated in February meant that he was only two weeks into office. Quite obviously the Nobel Prize committee has it’s own political agenda. But now, yet again, Obama has been handed a very sharp double edged sword.

While theoretically it might give him more clout, it seems that this is exactly the kind of speculation that an academic committee locked up in an ivory tower would come up with. Outside, the wolves in the realpolitik landscape wait and prowl. Will they focus on the dead, rotten meat in the system? Or are they too fond of living flesh? Will the people in the US take the “people’s revolution” a step further and actually unite against all the pernicious Washington lobbyists et al? Should the Nobel prize committees have psychological evaluation/their heads examined regularly?

Meanwhile, back in Ubud, it’s party time for the writers.

Source :http://www.riohelmi.com/site/?p=666

UBUD WRITERS & READERS FESTIVAL 2009 Day2

Katie Jacobs

Today, Thursday was the first full day of discussion and panels. All day I continued to be caught by surprise by attending sessions full of intense dialogue and questioning and the juxtaposition of spilling out into the winding tropical streets of Ubud, dropping away into jungle-filled ravines. It is a very special event.

After the keynote speech by Michael Bliss, a representative of the Australian Embassy, who extolled the continued compassion and solidarity expressed by Australia towards Indonesia and its people, the first major session was entitled "The Future of Compassion" featuring Wole Soyinka from Nigeria, the number one star of the festival and the first Nobel laureate from Africa and Seno Gumira Ajidarma, an Indonesian journalist and writer who has long challenged the social and human rights injustices which have occurred within Indonesia, infamously with regard to East Timor.

The session was very political and argued definitions and boundaries of compassion by those who have had more extreme situations in which to apply it than most. There were also lighter notes, most notably with Mr Soyinka commenting on Australia's "lack" of compassion in asking him to fill out extra visa forms of a personal nature due to his 70 years of age.


In a much more intimate setting, The Left Bank Lounge, three writers, Arnold Zable Mohan,(pic left with Vinita Ramani Mohan),from Australia, Clara Ng from Indonesia and Vinita Ramani Mohan from Singapore discussed "The Role of Storytelling".
The discussion was of a much more literary nature from the previous ones and focused on the storyteller as a conduit including responsibility to those whose stories you are telling.
I was particularly impressed by Arnold Zable and his writings in this session. He is the son of Yiddish holocaust survivors and grew up (and still lives) in Melbourne. He has been collecting stories his whole life from his surrounding ethnic communities which form the basis of his fiction. He described the care he takes in working with them to make sure he is correctly representing them and their stories in his books. (To quote Mr Zable S=ER squared, or Story equals Entry into a Relationship over a period of time.)

In the afternoon, in a standing room only restaurant, I attended "A conversation with Fatima Bhutto and Bejan Matur" (who actually identifies as Alevi Kurdish rather than Turkish as I described her in an earlier post). This was another intense conversation with two young women who lead very political lives, choosing to serve as witnesses and reporters of their cultures, countries and communities.

Source:http://beattiesbookblog.blogspot.com

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Ubud Writers and Readers Festival 2009

Katie Jacobs in Ubud.


Last night was the unofficial kick off of the Ubud Writers and Readers Festival with a sunset party for early arriving media and writers at the Four Seasons Sayan.The setting itself made it worthwhile attending on a platform in the middle of a huge lotus pond suspended 500m above the valley floor in the middle of a natural jungle amphitheatre.

Thanks to a highly enthusiastic but directionally challenged driver we arrived just as the formalities ended but luckily enough at the same time as Fatima Bhutto; poet, journalist and Benazir Bhutto's niece who I'd noted as my number one hope to meet at the festival.We had a lively discussion on the pros and cons of Facebook (mostly pros) and Twitter (mostly cons) as well the travails of being vegan in Pakistan. She was delightful, open and friendly and very excited about attending as many sessions as she can while she's here.

Everyone then adjoined to The Royal Pita Maha for a traditional Balinese welcome dance and feast in a Royal Balinese garden.

We sat at a table of ten writers from around Asia, including Lloyd Jones, another New Zealand participant, discussing Burma, America's place in the world, Dalmatian wine pioneers and of course cricket

Source:http://beattiesbookblog.blogspot.com