Qatar Chronicles is a five-part series by SB Nation columnist David Roth that captures many of the unique aspects of my Qatar experience. I encourage all who are interested to invest a few minutes enjoying them as I have.
To build a nation quickly, and from scratch, requires a
certain amount of planning, but mostly it is a matter of doing and making.
Planning is important, but it tends to seem less important as things speed up. And so big buildings are built on delirious spec, little
streets suddenly have entirely too many Mercedes Benzes on them. There is no
way to tell how many malls are too many, and the government is not saying no to
any kind of development, really, and so it's left up to the market and the
market says YES, HELL YES and up they all go.
To bring the World Cup to Qatar, the Emir is prepared to
spend hundreds of times what his sister spends on art; one estimate places the
total associated costs at around $220 billion, with a B. The same
principle applies, broadly, to both endeavors. And while soccer is not a
western art form -- it belongs to the world; some things are true even if Sepp
Blatter says them -- Qatar's hugely expensive, ethically suspect and generally queasy
procurement of the 2022 World Cup reflects the same general trend.
It was now dark in the West Bay, although the construction
sites, which were everywhere, provided little bursts of scorching light and
activity. I had been more or less lost -- first without a sense of where to go,
and then without a sense of where I was -- for most of the day. I was prepared
to accept Abbas' exhausted assertion that nobody cared about nobody, that this
whole city was a terrible stupid cruel tasteless prank, a cruel and crass
neoliberal gouge-scape, its architecturally distinguished skyscrapers a
Potemkin fraud, each an elegant and bejeweled and jutting middle finger at the
idea of a city as a place where people might live.
What Qatar wants with the World Cup, and why it wants it, is
yet another complicated thing. But Qatar is a complicated place -- a deeply
conservative nation confronted with the necessity of wild, enormous change, all
of it due immediately. The 2022 Committee talks about the World Cup as a
catalyst of change, and is not totally blowing smoke. But, as can be seen
everywhere in the erupting-market chaos of the city, there is a point at which
change is no longer a choice or a thing that can be directed, but a sort of
gravitational fact.
Here is the most important sports event in the world: played
in a tiny country, in impossible conditions; in massive stadiums that have not
yet been built, and which will be accessed through a vast network of
state-of-the-art infrastructure that also does not yet exist. (This includes
fans staying in one of 84,000 or so new hotel rooms that have not yet been
constructed.) Those nonexistent stadiums, Qatar still insists, will be cooled
with a solar-powered technology that has not yet been invented. There would
seem to be no limit on what limitless money can buy, but it is hard to escape
the sense that this, right here, may be that limit. And yet...
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