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Today: Arwa Mahdawi, Guardian columnist and the author of Strong Female Lead; and Amy Chu, artist and publisher of Camoot.Journal.


Issue No. 206

How to Get Ahead
Arwa Mahdawi

Candace Chen Needs a Friend: Part 2.5
Amy Chu


How to Get Ahead

by Arwa Mahdawi

Back in my 20s I had a tumultuous relationship with a woman—we’ll call her B—who was extremely ambitious. We were both trainees at a corporate law firm in London, which offered a handful of competitive placements abroad. They’d send you to a partner office in another country; you’d fly business class and get pretty swanky  accommodation paid for by the firm.

B thought that neither of us should apply for the placements. Let’s stay in London together, she said. I was smitten and didn’t need convincing. Then, a few weeks later, B informed me that, actually, she’d secretly applied for a spot, been successful, and was heading to Australia for six months. She was very upset about this. Not because we’d be apart, but because she hadn’t got the placement she really wanted in New York. So that ended our relationship. We’ve lost touch since but do you want to know what she’s doing now? She’s very high up in British politics.

I don’t want you to think I’m still stewing about a slight from a very long time ago. I’d completely forgotten about this incident but it bubbled back up into my consciousness after Trump got elected and started handing out cabinet posts to friends and loyalists. Trump has never been bothered to put a respectable veneer on the way the world works, and his cabinet picks have been another example of this. He’s made it very clear: qualifications don’t matter in Trump’s world. What matters is loyalty to the king. Scheming and lying are rewarded. Integrity is not.

I’m not saying B had the morals of a Trump cabinet pick. But she had understood how the world works early on. She’d figured out how to climb first the corporate and then the political ladder. How to eliminate her competition and do whatever it took to get ahead. From the very beginning, she had her eyes firmly on the prize. As someone who has bumbled through life, I guess I can admire that to some degree. But I also worry that these are the sorts of skills the world rewards. 

My daughter is three and a half now. She’s an incredibly curious tiny little human who is trying to understand all the different dynamics around her and I’ve been thinking about the sort of lessons I should be teaching her to set her up for success. (“Success.”) Obviously, I want her to grow up to be kind and thoughtful. I want her to value helping others more than she values money and status. But I also can’t lie to her and tell her that hard work always pays off. Or that the world actually values kindness. Increasingly it seems that we live in a world where integrity is punished. A world where cheaters nearly always win.

The past year has been a hell of a lesson in this. People all around the world have lost their jobs and career opportunities for speaking up against something as obviously unacceptable as the unfolding genocide in Gaza. Students’ life chances have been materially hurt—they’ve been kicked out of university, forbidden to graduate—because they took a stand against a livestreamed genocide.

Meanwhile, careerists in the Biden Administration have gone to work every day in the full knowledge that they are facilitating what one UN official called the worst humanitarian crisis he has ever seen in his 50-year career. One of the thoughts that has haunted me over the past year is how much suffering could have been prevented if just a handful of the most powerful people had taken a stand. If just a few of the top people in the administration had resigned, they might have prevented tens of thousands of deaths. They might have prevented children from being trapped under rubble, dying unbearably painful deaths. I don’t know what these people tell themselves. I guess they’ve brainwashed themselves to think that their complicity in the literal extermination of a people is somehow a good thing, or the best option, but deep down I think a part of them has to recognise that they’re just doing whatever it takes to get ahead. If they keep their head down in the Biden administration they’ll get a cushy corporate job when they leave.

And it’s not just the Biden administration, of course—although they bear the brunt of the blame. So many politicians and journalists and influential figures are complicit in excusing Israel’s atrocities. B, with her fancy job in British politics, is complicit. She’s not speaking up about Gaza, she’s not marching on the streets, because that’s not how you “get ahead” is it? You get ahead by aligning yourself with power.

Forgiveness is supposed to be a good thing. Parents, I think, are supposed to teach their children that you shouldn’t hold onto anger. That you should forgive people. But can I really tell my daughter that? Can I really preach what I can’t practice myself?

Gaza has been completely destroyed and I feel like a little part of me, the part that thought that humans were fundamentally good, has been destroyed as well. I will never forgive the people responsible for all this misery. And I hope that, buried deep down, they will never be able to forgive themselves. The shame would at least show they’re human.


THE NEW FLAMING HYDRA BLUESKY FEED THAT PARKER MADE

Bluesky post from Parker Molloy showing the new Flaming Hydra feed!!

This is extremely excellent, thank you Parker Molloy!!!


Candace Chen Needs a Friend: Part 2.5

by Amy Chu

Previously: Candace Chen Needs a Friend: Part II

PANEL 1: As the car drives, off, they yell back, "Oh yeah, we named Baby! It's C....." PANEL 2: The car is very tiny now, driving off, with Candace, sheep, and Conan watching. PANEL 3: CANDACE: "I heard Candace." CONAN: "I heard Conan." Sheep turns around to look at the shadow appearing behind them.
PANEL 1: Three comrades, startled, as a figure approaches "Sorry to overhear, do you need a lift to Hollywood?" PANEL 2: Sheep, Conan and Candace alarmed! PANEL 3: A BANDAGED FIGURE approaches: "I'm headed there this afternoon." PANEL 4: The BANDAGED FIGURE says, "I'd be happy to take you with me."
PANEL 1: CANDACE: "That's really so kind but we don't want to trouble you." BANDAGED FIGURE: "I insist." CANDACE: "And you look like you're in pain." BF: "I'm on lots of medication." CANDACE: "We'll catch a bus." BF: It's getting late." CANDACE: "We have this sheep with us." BF: "A little dirt won't hurt." PANEL 2: BANDAGED FIGURE gestures to boot of van, which contains heavy gardening tools. "I keep gardening tools in my car anyways." PANEL 3: CANDACE: "We're going to be shishkabob-ed" SHEEP: "BAAAAH." CANDACE: "You, especially." CONAN (heading to car): "We'll be fine. We'll be in Hollywood soon."
CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG as the BANDAGED FIGURE takes off in the van with CANDACE, CONAN and SHEEP, each wearing  a seatbelt.
PANEL 1: CANDACE: "How about some music?!" PANEL 2: Side view of car with occupants and driver, car rattling and clanging noisily. Click this panel to play music. PANEL 3: BF: "'In My Life' by The Beatles! From their 1965 album, Rubber Soul... I've always wanted to go to the Dakota." PANEL 4: CANDACE: "North or South?" CONAN: "Not the state. The building." CANDACE: "The building." BF: "The building where Lennon was murdered." PANEL 5: BF: "By a crazy fan."
PANEL 1: CANDACE, CONAN and SHEEP, wide-eyed. SHEEP: "BAAAH." PANEL 2: BF: "You said you're going to Hollywood for a live podcast taping?" CONAN: "Yeah, thanks again for driving us there." PANEL 3: BF: "No bother. Is it a true crime podcast?" PANEL 4: CONAN: "It's a podcast where I, Conan O'Brien, talk to interesting celebrities and..." BF (interrupting): "I only like true crime podcasts." PANEL 5: CANDACE: "Conan does too." CONAN: "I do too."
PANEL 1: CONAN: "How did you know that? PANEL 2: CANDACE: "I listened to the interview with JB Smoove. You and your assistant, Sona, drove to one of the famous L.A. murder houses on her first day... 10050 Cielo Drive." PANEL 3: Kidnapper (??) "That's one of my favorite murders." PANEL 4: SMASH!!! the car crashes... Candace, sheep, and Conan O'Brien SCARED. PANEL 5: Kidnapper (??) (sternly) Shit. Don't move.
Candace, sheep, and Conan O'Brien, alarmed, as bandaged kidnapper (??) takes tools from the boot of the van, music playing.
Our three heroes escape! Above them, the enigmatic refrain: "In my life, do I love you more?"
PANEL 1: Bandaged kidnapper?? on phone, back of van open to show gardening tools and mess. "Hi hi. It's Eileen. The pot of hydrangeas took a tumble. A sheep might have gotten to it anyways." PANEL 2: "Where did the two Americans go? No, I'm just talking to myself... maybe I took a few too many Advils." PANEL 3: Now in car. "Mhm. The doctor said the cast can come off next week. No more aerial hot Pilates for me! Sweat and silk just don't mix." PANEL 4: Driving off. "Well, I'll see you at garden club soon. Then we can discuss the newest episode of my favorite murder."

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