THE BACKLASH AGAINST THE SYSTEM

The Backlash

The backlash against globalization has become apparent and widespread. Let there be no doubt, globalization has fostered a flowering of both wealth and technological innovation the likes of which the world has never seen. But this sort of rapid change has challenged traditional business practices, social structures, cultural mores and environments and, as a result, has generated a substantial backlash – with one of its loudest and most visible manifestations coming at the World Trade Organization summit in Seattle in 1999.

Beyond this general sense of disruption and dislocation, the opponents of globalization resent it because they feel that as their countries have plugged into the globalization system, they have been forced into a Golden Straightjacket that is one-size-fits-all. Some don’t like the straightjacket because they feel economically pinched by it. Some worry that they don’t have the knowledge, skills or resources to enlarge the straightjacket and ever really get the gold out. Some don’t like it because they resent the widening income gaps that the straightjacket produces or they resent the widening income gaps that the straightjacket produces or the way it squeezes jobs from higher-wage countries to lower-wage ones. Some don’t like it because it opens them to all sorts of global cultural forces and influences that leave their kids feeling alienated from their own traditional olive trees. Some don’t like it because it seems to put a higher priority on laws to promote free trade than it does on laws to protect turtles and dolphins, water and trees. Some don’t like it because they feel they have no say in its design. And some don’t like it because they feel getting their countries up to the standards of DOS capital 6.0 is just too hard.

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Two images stood out from this trip. The first was riding the train from Cairo to Alexandria in a car full of middle- and upper-class Egyptians. So many of them had cell phones that kept ringing with different melodies during the two-hour trip I felt like getting up, taking out a baton and conducting a cell-phone symphony. Yet, while all these phones were chirping inside the train, outside we were passing the Nile, where barefoot Egyptian villages were tilling their fields with the same tools and water buffalo that their ancestors used in Pharaoh’s day. I couldn’t imagine a wider ...

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