European and Arab outlets see the movement as akin to their own -- but China's state-owned media isn't impressed
An Occupy Wall Street-sparked demonstration in Las Vegas on October 6 / AP
The Occupy Wall Street demonstrations were probably never going to stay at the level of merely "national" news. As the protests have spread, though, from Occupy Wall Street proper, in New York, to American cities as seemingly far-removed from the immediate Manhattan picture as Boise, Chicago, and Las Vegas, international interest in the story has grown. Stories in the foreign media have proliferated. And there are one or two trends in the coverage that might interest Americans.
First, there's a strong tendency in certain national presses to see Occupy Wall Street as part of a global protest trend. Much of the language of the Occupy Wall Street protests, of course, has encouraged this, and protesters might be pleased to note that the movement's invocation of the Arab Spring -- for example, on their website -- hasn't been lost on Arabs; Al-Arabiya covered the protests on October 9 under the headline, "Wall Street Spring."
Foreign media have also tied Occupy Wall Street to protests in Europe. Aside from Al-Arabiya reporting on October 13 "Wall Street Protests Inspire the British to Occupy the London Stock Exchange," there's Spanish daily El Pais's "guide" to October 15 protests, in which a number of groups are mentioned in the same breath: "The angry, in fact, boast of having no leaders or defined structure," writes Dry Raquel in Madrid, noting that a "global call" for protest on the 15th originated in Spain. "[Like] the promoters of the riots in Arab countries and Greece, Take the Square, Real Democracy Now, activists of Anonymous, Occupy Wall Street, citizen groups, individuals ... the 15-M [the Spanish protest movement] is a heterogenous mass."
French publication Libération's associated Occupy Wall Street with global trends even more explicitly. Writer Dominique Albertini wants to know where the French protesters are, feeling those in New York and Madrid have put French radicals to shame. "The comparison is painful," he begins, noting the Madrid protests' worldwide appeal and the spread of Occupy Wall Street to the rest of the country. "Despite mobilizing almost six months ago, our national discontents talk more on social networks than in the street."
Meanwhile, French daily Le Mondenotes that Occupy Wall Street has "gained emulators ... Demonstrators will ... assemble Saturday in Zurich, Geneva, and Basel to protest against the power, according to them too great, of the banking sector." The story runs under the headline "The Anti-Wall Street Movement Reaches Switzerland."
That's not to say, however, that all foreign media organizations are covering Occupy Wall Street in the context of these larger trends. Chinese government news agency Xinhua, for example, has left this aspect out, covering the protests under such banal headlines as "Occupy Wall Street protesters refuse to leave for park cleaning."
Meanwhile, Al Jazeera Arabic, perhaps still trying to bask in their acknowledged superiority in Arab Spring coverage compared to American media, reports criticism of American news organizations for insufficient coverage of the Wall Street protestors.
A story in the German paper Die Weltargues that "whoever wants to change the world must also be able to entertain. America shows [us] how it works." The article is about how attractive and media-ready the protesters are compared to German counterparts. Fascinatingly, both German and Arabic-language publications -- Die Welt and Al-Arabiya -- specifically label the protests as "anti-capitalist." But another German-language paper, Die Zeit, pushes back a bit against the idea that Occupy Wall Street will be all that long-lived. Despite giving "American intellectuals" six pages on the subject of a possible "revolution in America," it also gives Thorsten Schröder space to offer his take: "Why a left-wing Tea Party doesn't have much of a chance."
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What is the Islamic State?
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Donald Trump is very good, and he knows it better than most.
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Why are so many kids with bright prospects killing themselves in Palo Alto?
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The kids wait until the passing train forces a gust you can feel on your skin. The alarms ring and the red lights flash for a few seconds more, just in case. Then the gate lifts up, signaling that it’s safe to cross. All at once life revives: a rush of bikes, skateboards, helmets, backpacks, basketball shorts, boisterous conversation. “Ew, how old is that gum?” “The quiz is next week, dipshit.” On the road, a minivan makes a left a little too fast—nothing ominous, just a mom late for pickup. The air is again still, like it usually is in spring in Palo Alto. A woodpecker does its work nearby. A bee goes in search of jasmine, stinging no one.
In the name of emotional well-being, college students are increasingly demanding protection from words and ideas they don’t like. Here’s why that’s disastrous for education—and mental health.
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The 2016 Sony World Photography Awards are now taking entries, and the organizers have been kind enough to share some of their early entries with us.
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The country’s politics are beset by a unique anxiety that the entire system could collapse. Why?
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A yearlong investigation of Greek houses reveals their endemic, lurid, and sometimes tragic problems—and a sophisticated system for shifting the blame.
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An entire industry has been built on the premise that creating gourmet meals at home is simple and effortless. But it isn’t true.
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“This was a program which the twenty-first century will almost certainly judge to have had more influence on the shape and development of American cities, the distribution of population within metropolitan areas and across the nation as a whole, the location of industry and various kinds of employment opportunities,”Daniel Moynihan wrote in 1970 about the federal program that built these thousands of miles of highways.