I saw Ralph Nader yesterday, indefatigable as ever.

He was on tour for his new book, and his first work of fiction, “Only the Super-Rich Can Save Us.”

The plot is about how seventeen famous billionaires, like Warren Buffett and Ted Turner, all of a sudden come to their conscience and spend some of their money to bring about the anti-corporate and pro-democracy changes that Ralph Nader has spent his life campaigning for.

This is a Hail Mary pass for progressive change, and it is an expression of Nader’s frustration—even desperation—at our inability to tackle what he rightly calls “the permanent corporate government” in Washington.

His approach, in the book, is about as top-down as you can get, though he says it’s top-down, bottom-up—the billionaires spend the money so that people at the grassroots can effectively organize.

He seems to have lost hope in the labor movement and the environmental movement and the citizen’s movement and the broad civil rights movement getting together or a new progressive movement rising up organically.

Throughout most of his career, Nader acted on a theory of social change that centered around establishing citizen groups in Washington and across the country that could act as a counterforce to the corporate powers.

Then, when that didn’t succeed, and when the Democratic Party became increasingly corporatized, Nader ventured into third party presidential politics.

In 2000, he ran as a Green, and talked of establishing that as a durable third party that could act as centrifugal force against the Democratic Party moving ever rightward. But Nader became disenchanted with the Greens, and decided to go it alone the last two times.

And in a sense, he’s going it alone this time in this book.

Rather than rely on the citizen’s movement, rather than rely on the labor movement, or a unified progressive movement, Nader is relying on the George Soroses of this world to save us, as the title says.

“The progressive movement is good at documenting corporate power,” he said in his talk in Madison, Wisconsin. “It’s good at diagnosing. It’s good at coming up with proposals. But that’s the end.”

The problem, he says, is one of resources. “You cannot fight trillions of dollars in big business money with a few millions and expect to win.”

The citizen movement, he said, is “totally amateurish” compared with how well organized and funded the corporations are. “This mismatch is a disaster,” he said. “The progressive movement is going nowhere if it does not address the problem of resources.”

Nor does he have hope in a new youth movement.

Nader was addressing a couple of hundred people in a classroom at the University of Wisconsin, but there weren’t many students there. Maybe that was a good thing, since he was harshing on them.

“If people are too busy updating their personal profiles on their facebook page,” they won’t engage in civic action, he said.

“The screen is the opium of the masses,” he said. He added that we have a whole generation living a virtual existence, and we haven’t come to grips with the negative consequences of that.

He also criticized today’s students for their weak grasp of U.S. history. For them, “The Vietnam War is like the Peloponnesian Wars.”

Nader had some sharp criticism for Barack Obama, too. “It’s very sad to see the continuity between Obama and Bush,” he said, rattling off “Afghanistan, renditions, No Child Left Behind, and the faith-based initiative.” But he’s not surprised that Obama is doing the bidding of the corporate establishment. “In 100 ways, he signaled he was their man” during the campaign, Nader said. “Did ever talk about corporate crime, even when Wall Street was collapsing?”

Nader said Obama “learned too much from Bill Clinton” about the need to compromise with corporate power. And he said that Obama’s personality is not right for the times. Unlike FDR, Obama “does not like conflict,” he said. Instead, he wants to please.

There is a poignance in listening to Ralph Nader these days. Here is a man who, for the last 45 years, has hurled his body at the engine of corporate power. He’s dented it more than anyone else in America. But he knows it’s still chugging, even more strongly than ever.

Nader understands that he’s losing. He understands that we’re losing—we who believe in democracy, we who care about justice.

But if our only hope is with a handful of billionaires, we’re in a lot worse shape than I thought.

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The beauty and the tragedy of everyday life in a war zone.

Maybe I should only be shocked that I wasn’t shocked a long time ago.

By Wendell Berry

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more 
of everything ready made. Be afraid 
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery 
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card 
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something 
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know. 
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord. 
Love the world. Work for nothing. 
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it. 
Denounce the government and embrace 
the flag. Hope to live in that free 
republic for which it stands. 
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man 
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers. 
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.

Say that the leaves are harvested 
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus 
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion—put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come. 
Expect the end of the world. Laugh. 
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts. 
So long as women do not go cheap 
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy 
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep 
of a woman near to giving birth? 
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie easy in the shade. Rest your head 
in her lap. Swear allegiance 
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos 
can predict the motions of your mind, 
lose it. Leave it as a sign 
to mark the false trail, the way 
you didn’t go. Be like the fox 
who makes more tracks than necessary, 
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

Wendell Berry is a poet, farmer, and environmentalist in Kentucky. This poem, first published in 1973, is reprinted by permission of the author and appears in his “New Collected Poems” (Counterpoint).

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