Thursday, July 14, 2005

Treasonous Turdblossoms

An angry President Bush fired top advisor Karl Rove today, saying that his actions in the outing of covert CIA agent Valerie Plame were "inexcusable," and following through on his promise to fire whoever was involved.

At least, that's what SHOULD be on the news. You know, if this administration had even a semblance of honesty or integrity. Instead, we have the entire Republican party spouting "no comment" and trying like hell to change the subject. We get Scottie McClellan stammering and sputtering, looking like one hell of an ugly deer caught in the headlights. Apparently, he forgot what a REAL press corps should act like. It's not his fault, though. The "reporters" covering the White House for the last few years have done a lot to reinforce the idea that they're spineless, servile jellyfish, afraid to dare question the official party line they're being fed. It was kind of surprising to see them badgering poor ol' Scottie over the Rove/Plame connection. I just hope it lasts.

Not gonna hold my breath, however...

Saturday, July 09, 2005

History Repeating

The right wing hates Iraq/Vietnam comparisons. They call them unfounded, pointless, disingenuous (actually, most don't know what disingenuous means, but...)

But the parallels are there, and they are troubling, no matter how much the right chooses to ignore them...

A few quotes to bolster my point:

"There is a great gulf of understanding, between that world and our world, ideological in character. They see what we think of as the real world in wholly different terms. Their very processes of logic are different. So that it's very difficult to enter into each other's minds across that great ideological gulf."

Secretary of State Dean Rusk, August, 1964, on the Gulf of Tonkin Incident

Another war of combatting ideologies, another war pitting an army trained in conventional warfare against a determined insurgency, another war where our leadership fabricated a reason to invade.

Another war that might have been averted had both sides not been so entrenched in their mindsets.

"There may be a limit beyond which many Americans and much of the world will not permit the United States to go. The picture of the world's greatest superpower killing or seriously injuring 1000 non-combatants a week, while trying to pound a tiny backward nation into submission, on an issue whose merits are hotly disputed, is not a pretty one. It could conceivably produce a costly distortion in the American national consciousness."

Assistant Secretary of Defense John McNaughton, May 1967

Another administration more concerned with public appearance and support for an immoral war than with the innocents being slaughtered at the hands of the US military. Another administration willing to sacrifice the youth of America and murder the civilians of a less developed country to pursue the goals of US domination. Another administration lying to its citizens about the costs and reasons for war.

Another administration destroying America's reputation to further its own self-serving goals.

"Somehow this madness must cease. We must stop now. I speak as a child of God and brother to the suffering poor of Vietnam. I speak for those whose land is being laid waste, whose homes are being destroyed, whose culture is being subverted. I speak for the poor of America who are paying the double price of smashed hopes at home and death and corruption in Vietnam. I speak as a citizen of the world, for the world as it stands aghast at the path we have taken. I speak as an American to the leaders of my own nation. The great initiative in this war is ours. The initiative to stop it must be ours."

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. 1967

Another group of dissenters branded as unpatriotic. Another country divided on ideological lines. Another clash between liberals and conservatives.

Another group of determined progressive thinkers dedicated to bringing the truth to light.

How long must we repeat this history of ours? How many times must the sons pay for the sins of the father? How can we continue so blindly, ignoring all that has come before us?

How can we doom ourselves to another Vietnam so easily?

I don't know. But here we are.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Cleanup - too many bad memories

My recent resurrection has left me with many conflicting feelings about my former life, in the days before freedom was murdered by the Republican party. So, I've deleted most posts from the 2004 election run-up. The ones I've decided to keep carry a message explaining why.

This is a new fight, a new purpose, a new determination.

All fascists will fall. This is not a prediction. It is a guarantee.

Why the War On Terror can never be won

Well, other than the fact that you can't fight against a noun...

This war will never end because neither side wants it to. The Bush cabal can use the war to drum up support from the knee-jerk "patriots" that respond to terror attacks with a wave of blind, unquestioning jingoistic fervor. It conveniently wipes away those pesky and troubling investigations into administrational coverups of treasonous retaliation against whistleblowers who question our rationale for invading a sovereign nation. It bumps news of Bush's failed attempts to jeapordize millions of Americans' futures by tying their retirement funds to the whims of the stock market. It distracts people from the dismal economy and staggering unemployment. It lines the pockets of the big defense contractors that own the Republican party. Why on earth would BushCo. want the war to end? To stop the death of American soldiers?

Don't make me laugh. Bush could give a rat's ass how many soldiers die. All he sees them as is fodder for his New American Century.

And as for Al Qaida? Well, the deranged Islamic militants that attack innocent civillians may hold views that we may find objectionable, offensive, or downright ludicrous, but contrary to prevailing redneck opinion, they are NOT stupid. This is the opportunity they have sought ever since the US taxpayers paid for the CIA to bring them all together back in the '80's. We wanted to teach them Russkies a lesson so badly that we gathered militants from all over the world, armed them, funded them, and trained them in the finer arts of terrorist activity. Then we turned them loose in Afghanistan, never giving a second thought to what may happen after they won. Because, frankly, we never expected them to win. We wanted them to be a thorn in Russia's side, forcing them to commit more and more money and troops in an effort to subdue a shadowy, well-organized insurgency in hostile terrain.

Sound familiar?

So now, here we are, in virtually identical positions as the Soviets were. Al Qaida has no desire to end this war, in Iraq or anywhere else. Right now, they have a rallying point for extremists across the middle east. Anti-American sentiment is on the rise, recruitment for the insurgency is higher than ever, and we're spending billions of dollars trying to shore up the damage from our botched invasion, engaged in the impossible task of "weeding out" an insurgency that we have no idea how to defeat. Al Qaida has a way to cripple the US economy. All they need to do is keep this war going. Eventually, we're going to run out of money to keep it up. And the worse things get in Iraq, the more young men will flock to their cause. But since our Fearless Chickenhawk Leaders will never consider withdrawal as an option, we'll keep fighting. And domestic programs will suffer the consequences.

And we, and our children, and our children's children will all pay for Bush's stupid goddamn war.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

And so it goes...

The War on Terror has escalated yet again with this morning's attacks on the London Underground. Fortunately (if such a thing can be called fortunate) only 33 are confirmed dead. It's tragic, of course, but it could have been much worse. I'm sure everyone's thoughts are with the citizens of London this morning.

If there was ever a doubt that this war in Iraq has made the world more dangerous, it should have evaporated now. Unfortunately, the rhetoric has already begun, that this terrorist attack somehow shows just how important it is that we stay the course.

"The terrorists hate our freedom."

How often have we all heard that self-serving platitude? How many times has that little gem been trotted out to explain away thousands of years of conflict? If you're stupid enough to accept that at face value, then you don't deserve to voice an opinion on global affairs. No, they don't hate our freedom. They hate our arrogance. They hate our interference. They hate how we use them for their oil, but don't give a damn about their culture or their traditions. They hate how we assume that all the world's resources rightly belong to the mighty United States, and we have the right to interfere in the government of any nation we disagree with.

And, yes, they have no problem slaughtering innocent people to make their point. But neither do we. We use smart-bombs instead of car-bombs. We kill tens or hundreds of thousands instead of 33 or 330 or 3300. We call it collateral damage, and pretend that the greater good outweighs the death of innocents, but the families of those victims see only uncaring US arrogance, and respond accordingly. Violence breeds violence, hatred breeds hatred, and right now this War on Terror is in a downward spiral that will only end in more bloodshed.

Right now, there are two equally obstinate, equally closed-minded fanatic groups at war with each other. Neither side is willing to bend, neither side is willing to try and understand the other's point of view. We call them cold-blooded, freedom-hating murderers, and they call us infidels out to destroy Islam. And we both vow each others' destruction.

And so it goes...

As long as neither side is willing to find a common ground, we will reap nothing but death.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Death is just a new beginning...

November 3rd, 2004.

John Kerry betrayed us all by rolling over and accepting defeat, letting massive voter fraud in Ohio go unchallenged. His rhetoric from the night before about making sure every vote counted was revealed for what it was: hollow, empty rhetoric from another career politician too consumed with maintaining his political position to give a damn about the voters who had just watched the election stolen by the right-wing cabal currently barricaded inside the White House, hidden behind razor-wire fences and armed stormtroopers. I learned on that day that the Democratic leadership was every bit as vacuous and self-servingly dismissive of the concerns of working-class Americans as the right-wing neo-American fascists I despise.

Some might call it a loss of innocence. Some might call it a shattering of illusions. Some might say I was naive in expecting the Democrats to fight for the rights of us lower-class working stiffs, trying to scrape out a living. Some might say I deserved the stab I felt on hearing Kerry's betrayal. But none of us deserved that. And, though some may have seen it coming, I was caught blindsided. Some wept that day. Some raged. Some just sat there, numb to the world. The blind, fascist thugs of the right wing crowed and cheered, too stupid or uncaring to realize that they cheered the death of democracy and freedom. And on that bleak, hopeless day, I put a gun to my head and pulled the trigger.

And so I died. And as my blood dripped from the walls of my tiny studio apartment, I passed out of recorded history, into the void that lies beyond this corporeal world. I passed into the realm of the dead. Time and space lose meaning in that drifting chasm beyond the stars. A century passes in the span of each second, lasting longer than the vast eons stretching back through time, yet gone in the blink of an eye. In this place, the spirits dwell. And there, with no further reason to survive, and no further recourse to take, I lay down amidst the darkness and let it wash over me. I surrendered to the void, determined to vanish into its numbing depths. And, as my eyes shut for what I thought would be forever, I felt as though I was finally gone.

But when I awoke, the world was fire.

I screamed in pain as the flames devoured me, consumed me, destroyed me. The cold numbness of that barren November day evaporated before the raging, molten blaze that surrounded me. Agony beyond belief, a fire so hot it could consume the very coldness of death itself. And as I felt the flames surge through my lifeless veins, I knew that my time here was not yet over.

As the phoenix rises from the ashes of its own immolation, so too have I returned. My mandate is clear, my path is set. Enemies of the People, no matter what party they claim allegiance to, will meet their destruction. Politicians are no longer safe because they keep a (D) by their name. If you put corporate interests above social equality, if you put the desires of the greedy and powerful over the needs of the poor and destitute, if you look to your own re-election before the needs of your constituency, I will be coming for you.

And I will NOT suffer another stolen election in silence.

You want a war, you've got one.

I've already died. Nothing you can do can stop me now.