Wednesday, August 31, 2005


We are all fine here.Thanks everyone for their concern. We were never in any danger other than losing power and being without the internet. Though that would no doubt lead to withdrawals on my part, it does not qualify as peril.

Being a few hundred miles away from the disaster, I can offer no better insight than what you can see on the news. Let me say for once, that for a bright shining second, I was impressed with the folks at CNN.

I watched a large block of the primetime coverage on CNN and it was well worth it. Anderson Cooper, who always seemed a little too self satisfied for my taste, showed that there is indeed a human hiding beneath that smirk.
After spending the day traveling around with search and rescue from the Coast Guard and other organizations, Cooper was visibly shaken. Several times during his hour-long program he stressed just how slowly FEMA seems to be responding to this disaster. He was very pointed and demanding of answers and didn't simply let some of these bureaucrats safe in their offices rattle on and on about how hard they were working to get help out to the people without reminding them of how little help the people he saw were getting. It was inspiring to watch. Here was the media actually doing what it was supposed to be doing, asking tough questions and not just accepting rehearsed talking points.
Towards the end of the hour they showed footage that Anderson Cooper and his crew had taken that day as they traveled around with searchers trying to find survivors among so many houses filled with the bodies of victims. It was wrenching to watch. After rescuers broke into several houses it was obvious that Cooper was himself in shock. He was pale and struggling with tears as he kept repeating over and over "We are the first ones here and the houses have been sealed up for two days with victims inside... and the smell ..... I just can't describe it"

That's all I can really report on. The reporting itself. Katrina went by us with just some roaring wind and a lot of rain. You could smell her though. Ocean carried on the wind. The smell was dangerous and vindictive and I'm very glad that I didn't meet her on a coastline.

The scale of this is larger than can be imagined right now. If there is not some massive movement of funds, personnel, and equipment very soon, I'm afraid the damage from the water will simply be the tip of the iceberg. Too many people with nothing left and nothing to lose are down there struggling to survive and keep their families alive. Given the lead time they had it is inexcusable that it's taking this long for even basic necessities to get to the people. I'm afraid the horror of this is just beginning.

I try not to let it. I say it's wrong and inappropriate, but it just keeps running through my head.

"Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn'’t you? I'’m part of you? Close, close, close! I'’m the reason why it'’s no go? Why things are what they are?"

-The Lord of the Flies

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

A Very Blustery Day

Hey guys. Power is an iffy thing around here right now so I may be offline for a bit. Congrats B on the twins. Thanks everybody for all the links. See you in a bit.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

The Pope Is Coming For You!


Thanks to the fine people at Newshounds who keep a close eye on all things Fox News, I can share with you the most disgusting song I have ever heard:


By Trace Adkins

I never thought that this is where I'd settle down.
I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown.
They gave me this plot of land,
Me and some other men, for a job well done.

There's a big White House sits on a hill just up the road.
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home.
They folded up a flag and told my Mom and Dad:
"We're proud of your son."

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
I can rest in peace;
I'm one of the chosen ones:
I made it to Arlington.

I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight.
We searched all day to find out where my grand-dad lay.
And when we finally found that cross,
He said: "Son, this is what it cost to keep us free."

Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him.
He recognized me on the first day I came in.
And it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels,
And saluted me.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
I can rest in peace;
I'm one of the chosen ones:
I made it to Arlington.

And everytime I hear twenty-one guns,
I know they brought another hero home to us.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done.
We can rest in peace;
'Cause we are the chosen ones:
We made it to Arlington.

Yeah, dust to dust,
Don't cry for us:
We made it to Arlington.

I am absolutely disgusted. It also pisses me off. This is the ugly face of American nationalism, patriotism gone mad.

This is how they talk foolish young men into giving their lives for absolutely nothing.

Country music, admittedly never my cup of tea, has become a cesspool of ignorant chest-thumping patriotic bullshit. Here in the south people just eat this stuff up and it just makes me sick. I had thought that idiot Toby Keith with his charming song about how "We'll put a boot in your ass, that's the American way" was the lowest of the low, I regret I have been proven wrong.

I'm so sick of the ignorance and arrogance.

Pat Robertson Calls For the Assassination Of Suge Knight

President Bush has ordered the invasion of Iran for their use of a "giant hurricane machine".

Not really, but would it surprise you?

The dueling protests in Crawford sounded like fun.

In one heated moment, members of the pro-Bush crowd turned on what they mistakenly thought were a group of anti-war protesters, cursing them, threatening them and tearing down their signs. A police officer rushed the group to safety.

Pro-war demonstrators act violently. I'm shocked.

In what is the most unsurprising story of the day, Rap mogul Marion "Suge"Knight was shot in the leg early Sunday morning at a party in Miami Beach.

Isn't it a requirement to be a rapper that you have to shoot Suge Knight at least once? I'm pretty sure I read that in Vibe.

When asked to comment, Knight said "'Tis but a scratch" and then ate one of his doctors.

Katrina is a category five. Sustained winds of 175 mph and they expect a 20 foot storm surge.
She's heading straight for New Orleans.

I saw a documentary a couple of years back about what would happen if such a storm actually did hit the city. It wasn't pretty. With the city being below sea level there is nowhere for the water to go if it floods. Flood waters of up to 20 feet are being predicted, so it could mean that much water will be standing in the city until they figure out how to drain it.

Pat Robertson is ecstatic.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Gone With the Wind

I hope everyone who wanted to visit New Orleans has done so. I don't think it's going to be around after Monday.

Seriously, if you're on the coast, get the hell out of there.

And be careful.

In A Poe Mood


By Edgar Allan Poe

In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace-
Radiant palace–reared its head.
In the monarch Thought's dominion-
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This–all this–was in the olden
Time long ago,)
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A winged odor went away.

Wanderers in that happy valley,
Through two luminous windows, saw
Spirits moving musically,
To a lute's well-tuned law,
Round about a throne where, sitting
In state his glory well-befitting,
The ruler of the realm was seen.

And all with pearl and ruby glowing
Was the fair palace door,
Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,
And sparkling evermore,
A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty
Was but to sing,
In voices of surpassing beauty,
The wit and wisdom of their king.

But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
Assailed the monarch's high estate.
(Ah, let us mourn!–for never morrow
Shall dawn upon him desolate!)
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.

And travellers, now, within that valley,
Through the red-litten windows see
Vast forms, that move fantastically
To a discordant melody,
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door
A hideous throng rush out forever
And laugh–but smile no more.

Friday, August 26, 2005

But There Was A Break In the Missing Girl In Aruba Case That Was Well Covered

I read some disturbing things this morning, so I made a point to listen to many different American news sources to see how they covered it.

Results: They didn't.

In what appeared to be an attempt to inflame sectarian tensions, the bodies of 37 Shia soldiers, killed with a single bullet to the head, were found in a shallow river south of Baghdad, the latest of several such grim discoveries. Police said they had been stripped to their underwear.

37 people found executed. 37 human beings stripped and murdered. Not one mention from the American media. ABC, NBC, CBS, CNN and God help us all, I even watched some of Fox "news".
Nothing. Zero. Zip. Nada. The big goose egg. Not one mention of this horror.

It gets better:

At least 12 people were killed as his Mahdi Army militia clashed with members of the Iranian-linked Badr Brigade in six cities and a Baghdad suburb. Sadr has now formed common cause with the Sunnis, fearing that federalism will play into the hands of Iran.
Armed clashes broke out in British-controlled Basra before dawn but later subsided. In Amarah, where British troops are also stationed, Sadr supporters were reported to have killed five people when they mortared Badr Brigade headquarters.

I'm still just amazed. I would say this sounds like civil war, wouldn't you?

Is the media this far gone? I know I shouldn't be the least bit surprised but still....

This is bad people. This is very very bad.

Link to the original article :

George Bush Is A Cowardly Piece Of Shit: Part Two In A Continuing Series

Thank you to the mighty JMF for pointing out this little gem:

It's not just the chicken hawks who have overreacted. Mary deJullis, a columnist for the Muskogee (Oklahoma) Phoenix, visited Camp Sheehan and witnessed this incident when the squire's convoy rolled by on the way to a GOP fundraiser on the afternoon of Aug. 12 with a Secret Service escort:

"A helicopter flew overhead lower than others we were accustomed to. The helicopter had an agent riding outside with a weapon trained on us, but once the motorcade passed he moved on as well. The motorcade went by us twice, very fast, and a few of the vehicles had rifles pointed out open windows, I was thankful no one made any sudden moves."

Such bravery reminds me of Bush's second inauguration when he was too afraid to get out of his tank and walk despite being surrounded by an army of Seccret Service and soldiers.

Wolf (Bow Down To My Glorious Beard) Blitzer just announced a new for low Duhbya's poll numbers. I didn't hear the exact numbers but Wolfie sounds heartbroken so it must be good.

Cheers to our brothers and sisters at Camp Casey. You guys are true heroes, and we are so proud of you.

Update : Depending on who you listen to Bush's approval rating is between 36 and 40, the lowest of his presidency.


Thursday, August 25, 2005

Constitutional Constipation

BAGHDAD, Iraq - The speaker of Iraq's parliament announced a one-day extension early Friday in talks on the new constitution — a fourth attempt to win Sunni Arab approval. But he said that if no agreement is reached, the document would bypass parliament and be decided in an Oct. 15 referendum.

Shiite leaders signaled they had lost patience with protracted negotiating and wanted to refer the draft approved by them and the Kurds last Monday to the electorate. With repeated missed deadlines and no sign of compromise, a process designed to bring the country's disparate ethnic, cultural and religious groups closer together appeared instead to be pushing them further apart.

A Shiite power play would undercut one of Washington's goals for the constitution: to invigorate a political process that will lure disaffected Sunni Arabs away from the Sunni-dominated insurgency so that U.S. and other foreign troops can begin to go home next year.

Gosh, who would have thunk such a thing?

Just about every damned expert on the Middle East, that's who. Not to mention all of us interested laymen and laywomen(no, I don't know if that's an actual word) who have now been saying for two fucking years what a disaster this was going to be and that it would inevitably lead to a civil war!

It just reminds me how much I hate hate HATE George W. Dumbass Shit-For-Brains Bush for what he has done to Iraq and to our country!

The bloodletting is just beginning thanks to that waste of space and oxygen and I get this cold and dark feeling everytime I see his idiotic, grinning, totally out of touch empty head with that vapid smirk I hope some holy warrior wipes off his face someday!

Hallelujah! Holy Shit!

Thank you. That was my Chevy Chase/Clark Griswold meltdown speech on the situation in Iraq.

Must go to my happy place now.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Open Thread

Talk amongst yourselves about shoes and ships and sealing wax and whether pigs have wings...

Brock Peters 1927-2005

One of my favorite character actors has died. Brock Peters died yesterday of pancreatic cancer. He was 78.

I've seen him in too many movies to possibly name, but I will always remember him as Joseph Sisko on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. His portrayal of Captain Sisko's father was an incredible mix of warmth and wisdom, and considering he was only in a handful of episodes and I can still recall how good he was all these years and dead brain cells later, he must have been good.

I'm a huge geeky fan of Deep Space Nine, to me it's the best of all the Treks. If you missed it's first run try to catch it in reruns or on DVD. It offered a much more complex and realistic view of humanity and our reactions to the unknown than any of the others. It also dealt often with spirituality and religion and all of the conflicts and wonders they can bring. It was truly a piece of art. Trek at it's absolute peak.

And Brock Peters was a warm and memorable part of it.

Safe voyage.....

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

God, Please Smack the Shit Out Of Pat Robertson

You know, I really hate this guy. Some of the crap that he spews from that hole under his nose is just so incredibly vile, but this may be a new low:

VIRGINIA BEACH, Va. - Religious broadcaster Pat Robertson has suggested that American agents assassinate Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez to stop his country from becoming "a launching pad for communist infiltration and Muslim extremism."

An official of a theological watchdog group on Tuesday criticized Robertson's statement as "chilling."
"We have the ability to take him out, and I think the time has come that we exercise that ability," Robertson said Monday on the Christian Broadcast Network's "The 700 Club."

"We don't need another $200 billion war to get rid of one, you know, strong-arm dictator," he continued. "It's a whole lot easier to have some of the covert operatives do the job and then get it over with.

Chavez thumbs his nose at America so he deserves to die.

Of course, this isn't about oil either.

I think Part Robertson needs to shut the fuck up and sell his stupid books and milkshakes.
In a sane country this kind of crap would get his tax exempt status revoked.
What the hell am I talking about? In a sane country Robertson would be standing on a street corner wearing a sign that says"the end is near" and pissing on himself at irregular intervals while he contemplates his heavenly reward.

Instead he's a multi-millionaire with a television empire seen all over the word and he's considered by lots of people to be a "man of God".

Says a lot for the brain power of Americans.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Before the Winter Storms

~~~Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohawk, the Pocanet, and other powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and oppression of the white man, as snow before the summer sun...So it will be with you! Soon your mighty forest trees will be cut down to fence in the land. Soon their broad roads will pass over the graves of your fathers. You, too, will be driven from your native land as leaves are driven before the winter storms.


My ancestors were driven from their lands. I claim no special privilege nor do I consider myself a victim, it's simply a fact.

I traced, as reliably as an amateur with a limited budget can, my ancestors back to County Wicklow on Ireland's eastern coast. During the Potato Famine, in 1848, my great great great grandfather traveled to America to escape the genocidal policies of the British. He passed through Ellis Island and traveled south. There he married a young Cherokee woman living in Tennessee. Ten years earlier her family had walked the Trail of Tears and history has lost how it was that she was left behind. Our family history doesn't record the details of how they met but I've always had a romantic view of the two of them, both refugees from wicked and greedy colonialism, finding each other and starting a life together. Truth is seldom so neat or pretty, but I'm hopelessly sentimental.

History is the tale of dispossession. The stronger dominate the weaker and take what they wish from them. It's always been that way. This is what is at stake here in America and the rest of the world.

The people of the status quo, the haves, the people with the money and the power are fighting bitterly to keep their way of life. When you see our government you see the ultimate representation of the status quo. It's always been there it's just that after the fall of the Soviet Union, America didn't have to pretend anymore. Lip service is paid to the propaganda but we all now see the true face of the empire taking shape.

Make no mistake, it's much more comfortable here in the empire than anywhere else. That's how we are kept so docile in the face of injustice. In a world where 25,000 people starve to death every day, we have a 3.5 billion dollar diet industry. We don't want things to change. It might pre-empt Desperate Housewives.

There are those that want change. Rebels and revolutionaries in every country. Some are well-armed and well-trained with blood in their eyes and on their hands. Some just sit in front of their keyboards and monitors.


The Palestinians want things to change. For over 50 years they have been fighting in the streets and in their own souls for freedom. For the homes that were taken from them. They have been exploited by the greed of their own people in the Middle East as well as outsiders but they have never retreated. They are still there. A thorn in the side of the status quo that simply wants them to stay on their reservations... oops sorry, refugee camps.

You see here on my blog the Palestinian flag. I fly it there proudly. You see, to me the Palestinians are the future. They represent the hope of all the dispossessed. Every group of people throughout history that have been driven from their homes are spiritual kin to the Palestinian people. They represent the struggle of all the have-nots against the haves.

They refuse to go away, they refuse to die. As long as there are Palestinians there is still hope.

Hope that everyone hasn't sold their souls for materialistic comfort, hope that there are people who still say "No!"

You may starve us, you may kill us, but when our blood is spilled and our bones turn to dust, it will be as a free people, and it will be on this land.

This is where we are. This war we are fighting, the struggles in the streets, the suburban kids with masks on their faces in Fallujah or Seattle, they are the same and they are the face of resistance to tyranny. The world is primed for a revolution that makes all that have gone before seem like children's innocent play.

It's not about ending this war or preventing the next one. It is about fundamental change in the world we inhabit and the world we leave to our children. It is about avenging all those taken to soon to the altar of greed and power. It is about "never again". It is about taking back what is ours. It is about living in a just world with dignity and hope.

It is scary and wonderful and violent and bitter. It is revolution.

And it is our story.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Mmmmm Weed

"And now a word from our sponsors :Pizza Hut, Domino's, Papa John's......."

Thanks to Moxiegrrrl

It's Not Exactly Spiderman

Here are some of the examples of the reading material I had as a child. The good people at Chick Publications are still turning out these literary classics for a whole new generation.

Ahhh the Tribulation:

I remember this one well. I was so afraid of burning in hell. Good times:

And for all of you who think Intelligent Design is foolish, Chick puts you in your place with his talking dinosaurs:

Check out some more of these jewels and remember : A lot of people in America believe these things are literally true. Enough of them to re-elect Duhbya as president.

Yeah, It keeps me awake at night too. That and all the sweet, sweet chrystal meth.


I love this woman. She is eloquent and tough and she is exactly what the anti-war movement needed.

A link to an article by Cindy:
Thanks JMF!

A link to the painting she discusses:

Stream Of Consciousness

So, Cindy Sheehan has been brainwashed by the loony left.

That's the word. I sometimes steel myself and listen to Rush ramble on and on and on, and oh lord does he hate our Cindy. All the righties have lost what was left of their marbles, Michele Malkin, Little Green Footsores, and that deranged harpy Ann Coulter are foaming. It's great fun to watch.

I'm giving serious thought to heading to Washington for the September 24-26 pow wow/demonstration/drum circle/march/Harmonic Convergence/orgy/photo-op/pagan ceremony that's supposed to take place. My fevered brain seems to recall reading late last night that one of our merry band here was threatening to open their home for guests. Careful what you ask for, you may find me on your doorstep.

So guess no one will lose their job or be reprimanded for the police shooting of an innocent Muslim-looking man on the Tube in London. That's why the Brits will always be cooler than the us Yanks. We have a Subway, they have a Tube. Sounds much cooler.

Wiiiai points out the draconian punishment heaped upon Army reservist Willie Brand for his part in the beating death of a prisoner in Afghanistan. Those vicious bastards reduced him in rank from a Private First Class all the way down to a Private. A career it took Brand months of hard work to build now lies in tatters. Let this be lesson to the rest of you. If you get caught beating POW's to death, you too may be harshly scolded.

It's also par for the course to notice that while I haven't seen one word about Brand's tap on the wrist in the American media, the story was well covered by Al-Jazeera. Of course, I understand. It's not like Brand was involved in the death of an American or a human being or something.

And now the Space Shuttle is too fragile to even be carried back to it's base. If I was one the astronauts from this last flight, I would be pissed they sent me up in something that seems to be held together with duct tape and crazy glue.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Somebody Needs To Get Laid

This site is for real believe it or not.

Do you know Jesus as your lord and savior? WELL DO YOU? ANSWER ME MAGGOT!!!

Thursday, August 18, 2005


What the hell is wrong with our media?

All of the things going on right now and this gets wall to wall coverage?

Tens of thousands of Iraqis killed for nothing : ehh

Historic Israeli withdrawal from Gaza : What's Gaza?

British cops executing people on the subway for looking Muslim : yawn

I hate the goddamned media!

Ariel Sharon Kidnapped By Aliens, Replaced By Android

An Israeli settler has opened fire at a group of Palestinians in the West Bank, killing three people, in a shooting that coincided with Israel's Gaza withdrawal.

Israeli Zaka emergency service said on Wednesday that at least three people had also been wounded in the attack near the Jewish settlement of Shiloh in the West Bank.

Israeli and Palestinian medics said the man grabbed a weapon from a security guard posted at the industrial zone of the West Bank settlement of Shilo, then randomly opened fire on Palestinians nearby.

Media reports said he opened fire in an attempt to disrupt the Gaza pullout, but the reports could not immediately be confirmed.

Israeli Prime Minister Ariel Sharon condemned the shooting of as an act of "Jewish terror" aimed at stopping the Gaza pullout.

Sharon said the shooting was "aimed against innocent Palestinians, out of twisted thinking, aimed at stopping the disengagement."

OK, tell the aliens to send back the real Ariel Sharon. It's the only thing that makes sense in the face of his sudden shift toward common sense and humanity.

On second thought, they can keep him.

Space aliens. Got to be.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

August heat steals your breath and any intentions you may have had. As summer fights it's last battle with our sanity, the waiting is the hardest.

We are all waiting. Waiting to see if the blood dimmed tide set loose will rise further still and claim more lives that surely could have been better spent.

Waiting to see whether the rumors will bring all of our greatest fears into sharp relief as we stand silent. Struck dumb by the darkest of all knowledge.

That we knew it was coming.

In the greatest of dusty promised lands the chosen people tear at one another and ask themselves:

How much pain can one people take?

How much pain will we yet endure for what we have wrought?

A child wakes in a hospital, at the sounds of a call to prayer and is afraid. Then she sees her father and mother and she is relieved. She remembers a loud noise and her ears ringing. Wait, where is her brother?

A leader wakes at his home in the heat and the dust . A few hours determined work from him and it could all be done. Just the right words, and it could all be stopped even with it's deadly and bitter momentum. He goes back to his fevered dreams. Justified.

I am awake with the sounds of my son's breathing in my ears. It is late. My head aches, my eyes hurt. I want this season to be over. With it's smell of smoke and fear and it's wicked people talking about how only they know what's right for you. I'm tired of waiting for the death of innocents to shake us from our stupor once again and make us feel.

Closer together. Or farther apart.

Because that's all that stirs us these days. Blood. Mine, yours, really whoever's. Because that's all we've come to know. Anything else is just spin and opinion.

But blood counts.

Here while we watch our summer die.


This is the picture that the world needs to see. This is what "victory" looks like.

The settlers should not have been there and the land is being restored to it's rightful owners.

In war, this is what "victory" looks like.

The tears of Palestinian children are the same as the tears of Israeli children.

They have the same bitter taste.

No one wins a war.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Sucks To Be Bush

Thank you George W. Bush for being so stubbornly out-of-touch with reality that you didn't meet with Cindy Sheehan when her supporters were few and there were no cameras.

Release Date: November 1, 2005 . That sound you hear is your inner geek laughing insanely.

Rock and Roll

Follow this little link to see Green Day's new Video Wake Me Up When September Ends .

I was never a fan of Green Day. I thought they caught too much hell from the punk-wannabees for" selling out", but I just never felt any which way about their music.

Until they released American Idiot.

As far as concept albums, I think it rates up there with Pink Floyd's The Wall, and my praise don't get no better than that. Finally, artists with the guts to talk about the war, and America's slide into the dark ages.

The video for Wake Me Up When September Ends is somewhat cheesy and I think it was meant to be. It's a great answer to all the zombie-like country music videos about the war that are just mom and apple pie all over. If you haven't seen any of those you might not "get" this video. I have been forced to endure country music videos. Trust me, it's spot on.

Hand Me My Tinfoil Hat

This is an open thread for discussion, links, melodramatic blathering and anything else about 9/11, 7/7, or anything having to do with communist, bi-sexual, alien, robots trying to start the rapture.

No seriously, I want everyone's opinion on these things.

Not the alien robots.

The other stuff.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Don't Let the Door Hit You On the Way Out

It's officially begun. Israeli soldiers sealed off the Gaza strip today in preparation of removing thousands of Jewish settlers.

About 9000 heavily armed and angry Jewish settlers.

With Israeli soldiers on hair-trigger (when are they not?), armed Jewish settlers, and Palestinians understandably wanting to party like it's
1999, it promises to be an interesting week.

My new favorite quote comes from a member of Israel's elite Unit 262, also known as the Gang That Could Shoot Very Very Straight :

"Normally we would storm a house killing everyone inside, whereas here we have to storm the house and keep everyone alive, said one commander. It's not an easy job."

Those poor bastards.

If only their targets were houses full of Palestinian women and children.

It would make everything so much easier.

Freedom Isn't Free

This is a sign that was held by one of the pro-Bush supporters who took time off from sleeping with close relatives, listening to Toby Keith sing about sleeping with close relatives, and beating his children to come and wave signs with Casey Sheehan and perhaps the stupidest cliche in a long line of stupid patriotic cliches. They waved these signs at Casey's mother because she dares to question the status quo of Bush's war without end.

Something tells me that whoever made this sign has never had an original thought in his life. This person believes in 'Murica and thinks George Bush is a godly man that will protect us from them queers and liberals. Something tells me that the person that made this sign couldn't find Iraq on a map and thinks Ramadan is a type of noodle.

Yes, this sign was made by a patriotic American who believes in God, country, and everything else he's ever been told to believe in.

A perfect example of a Bush supporter.

You know. A moron.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Something Odd

I've been hearing some odd rumors and rumblings regarding this 4-star general being relieved of duty:

In a rare move, the Army relieved a four-star general of his command amid allegations that he had an extramarital affair with a civilian, Army officials said yesterday.

Gen. Kevin P. Byrnes, 55, led the Army's Training and Doctrine Command at Fort Monroe, Va., where he supervised the recruitment and academic programs at 33 Army schools, from basic training to the war colleges. Byrnes, who several military sources said had a previously unblemished record, was set to retire in November after 36 years of service.

The Army released few details about the decision to relieve one of its 11 four-star generals, with spokesmen saying only that Gen. Peter J. Schoomaker, the Army's chief of staff, relieved Byrnes of his command on Monday as the result of an investigation by the Defense Department's inspector general. A spokesman said Army officials could find no case of another four-star general being relieved of duty in modern times.

Several defense sources familiar with the case, speaking anonymously because the investigation is not complete, said Byrnes is accused of having an "inappropriate relationship," and some described him as being involved in an extramarital affair.

Byrnes, reached by telephone at his home yesterday, declined to comment. His defense attorney, Lt. Col. David H. Robertson, said the allegation against Byrnes involves an affair with a private citizen. Byrnes has been separated from his wife since May 2004; their divorce was finalized on Monday, coincidentally the same day he was relieved of command, Robertson said.

"The allegation against him does not involve a relationship with anyone within the military or even the federal government," Robertson said, emphasizing that the allegations do not involve more than one relationship. "It does not involve anyone on active duty or a civilian in the Department of Defense."

Having an extramarital affair can be deemed adultery and a violation of the Uniform Code of Military Justice. But such cases rarely go to court-martial and usually end in administrative punishment such as a letter of reprimand, according to military lawyers. Relieving a general of his command amid such allegations is extremely unusual, especially given that he was about to retire.

It was later revealed by his lawyer that the affair was with an adult female.

Don't look at me like that, you were thinking the same thing.

He has been separated from his wife for a year.

He is one of only eleven 4-star generals in the United States military. He has, until now, a spotless record.

I've been around the military in one way or another my entire life. If they fired everyone who had an affair, we wouldn't have anyone to wage illegal wars and occupy sovereign nations.

This has a strange smell to it.

Hear That?

Howard Zinn captures the sound of the tide turning :

Our faith is that human beings only support violence and terror when they have been lied to. And when they learn the truth, as happened in the course of the Vietnam war, they will turn against the government. We have the support of the rest of the world. The US cannot indefinitely ignore the 10 million people who protested around the world on February 15 2003.

There is no act too small, no act too bold. The history of social change is the history of millions of actions, small and large, coming together at points in history and creating a power that governments cannot suppress.

When historians look back, will this be the time they say it all changed?
Could it be that Bush's power ended the day Cindy Sheehan pitched her tent in Crawford, Texas?

Have the words and works of the anti-war movement reached that hoped-for critical mass?

I am cautiously optimistic.

How about you?

Zinn's full article :

Friday, August 12, 2005

Hang Him By Those Damn Suspenders

You want to what's wrong with the media in this country?

It's apparently produced by idiots for idiots.

We have an illegal war being waged in the Middle East. We were lied into that war by a glory-hungry mental midget and his evil henchmen.

Oil is up to sixty three dollars a barrel.

Israel is about to tear itself into pieces over the Gaza withdrawl.

The President just left a grieving mother in the dust to attend a fundraiser.

Our manned space program is in serious jeopardy.

August is on track to be the deadliest month for US soldiers in Iraq.

The President's chief advisor is being investigated for what could amount to treason.

Last night on Nightline : How players from the Negro Leagues were kept out of the Little League World Series.

Tonight on Larry King Live: Remembering Elvis.

Move along people! Nothing to see here!

Pay no attention to the growing pile of bodies behind the curtain.

War Crimes In Fallujah

Military blogs are a fascinating look inside the minds of the soldiers and marines fighting the war in Iraq.

The internet has changed the way we see the world, the way we communicate, the way we do so many things.

Now the internet will change the way we conduct war crimes tribunals.

The following are excerpts from a journal kept by Chris Biggiano. The date is November 12, 2004. Boggiano posts his entries at the weblog Armor Geddon (link below)

”Red 6, Phantom 6. I want you to move to a position where you can observe the city. Ramrod 6 wants you to call for indirect. Adjust your first round. After that, it’s ‘Fire for effect. Drop 50, fire for effect. Drop 50, fire for effect. And just keep doing that until someone tells you to stop, Got it?”

It looked like Neil was going to get to have some fun. He was going to get to level a big chunk of the city. One of the other companies had already started firing rounds into the area they had just come from. Normally, higher up automatically cancels a mission that is too close to friendly forces, but for some reason they were dropping rounds even though all of A 2-2 hadn’t pulled out.

“Outlaw1, Phantom6, I want you to level the southeast portion of the city.”

Hearing that, my forward observer and air force guys went into action.

“Hey sir, I’ve got a fighter overhead that wants to drop some bombs on the city if you’re got somewhere to put them. All I need is someone’s initials.”
“Well, mine are CB if that counts for anything. Have them drop it on the very corner of the city there.”

Everyone knew that there was trouble in the last sector of the city to clear, so we’d be given the go ahead to pummel it good before any friendlies went in there.

“60 seconds!!!” I heard the Air Force guys yell. My platoon was out and about with their cameras to take pictures of us dropping a 500 lb bomb. Unfortunately, from where we were sitting we wouldn’t see too much detail, just a real big cloud of smoke.

Since we had the jets on station, it didn’t take long to get the next bomb dropped. After it hit, I watched an insurgent fly about 100 feet in the air flailing and then back into the city. Things probably didn’t end too well for that one.

So I had them drop two more bombs just for good measure. Fortunately, I didn’t get any more complaints.

“Hey sir, want them to do a strafing run?”
“They do that? Like with one of the machine guns inside the jet?”
“Yea sure, all you have to do is ask”
“Yea let's do some of that”

Now we were back to screwing around. A strafing run was going to accomplish next to nothing, but they were willing to do it and we got to say it was another weapon that we had some experience with.

It was true, the strafing run did nothing, but it did sound cool. The jet swooped in real low and then pulled up. With the sound delay, we heard what sounded like a big fart as it was pulling back up to a high altitude. I couldn’t complain, it was just another weapon that everyone got to use in Fallujah.

The following is from on November 16, 2004 :

U.S. troops have turned away an aid convoy trying to reach desperate civilians trapped in Fallujah, also some soldiers have been attacking Iraqi civilians, residents and media reports have said.

A Red Cross spokesman told reporters that a humanitarian convoy including ambulances and trucks carrying supplies only managed to reach the city hospital but was then stopped from going further into the city to reach civilians.

Correspondent said he watched in horror a family of five who were shot dead by American helicopters while trying to cross Euphrates River, which flows on the western side of Fallujah.

Another correspondent said walking through the city "reveals a picture of utter destruction, with concrete houses flattened, mosques in ruins, telegraph poles blown over, power and phone lines hanging slack and rubble and human remains littering the empty streets."

Moreover, several Fallujah families have reported that their children were suffering from diarrhea and had not eaten for days.

The Observer newspaper quoted one Iraqi journalist as saying that civilian casualties were caused by the massive firepower directed at Fallujah neighborhoods during the battle. "If the fighters fire a mortar, U.S. forces respond with huge force," journalist said on condition of anonymity.

We will not forget what the American military did in Fallujah.

We will not forget.

Armor Geddon :

Al-Jazeera :

I'm A Knee-Jerk

I got burned. Yep.

I'm not the only one, but it still sucks.

The rumor went around the blogosphere Tuesday night that Cindy Sheehan was going to be arrested Thursday for being a threat to national security. I didn't verify it, I still don't know where it came from, yet I threw it up here on the 'ol internet as fact.

I said if I came back to blogging I wasn't going to do this. Try to "break" stories. Try to keep exactly current. I can't do it by any stretch of the imagination. The guys that can are pros and they do this for a living. They are very good at it.

That's not what I wanted this site to be. This isn't a news blog. I just got carried away and ran with it. I don't like making mistakes that wind up posted on the web. It diminishes all of the good internet reporting that is out there. I intend to do my very best to make sure that everything I write here is fact or opinion based upon solid fact.

I got burned. I'll try not to let it happen again.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

I Want To Be There

Here is a link to Truthout. They have reporters on the ground in Crawford and are covering Cindy's brave vigil comprehensively.

I feel kind of helpless here. I would love to be down there to be a part of what I think may be the turning point in this Neo-Con nightmare.

I'm there in spirit at least.

Thank you Human for all the reports.

UPDATE : Here is a link to an excellent Margaret Carlson piece about Cindy. I've been surfing around some of the Right blogs. Wow, they hate Cindy Sheehan. Even some of the usually more even- handed ones have gone nuclear. I guess they realize just what kind of threat she is to Duhbya.

We Shall See

We shall see how this day shapes up in Crawford. Until then open thread for updates, discussion, bad poetry etc....

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Why the Right Is Saying Cindy Sheehan Hates Jews

This is a quote from a speech Cindy gave at the Veterans For Peace convention on August 5 :

“And the other thing I want him to tell me is ‘just what was the noble cause Casey died for?’ Was it freedom and democracy? Bullshit! He died for oil. He died to make your friends richer. He died to expand American imperialism in the Middle East. We’re not freer here, thanks to your PATRIOT Act. Iraq is not free. You get America out of Iraq and Israel out of Palestine and you’ll stop the terrorism,” she exclaimed.

I just like her more and more.

Of course the right has to twist any criticism of Israel as Anti-Semitic.


That Beard, That Glorious Beard

Here is the transcript from Cindy Sheehan's appearance on Wolf Blitzer's show on CNN:

BLITZER: Welcome back.

The war in Iraq has claimed more than 1,800 U.S. service men and women. One mother who lost her son in Iraq is protesting outside of the president's ranch in Crawford, Texas.

Cindy Sheehan's son Casey was killed in Baghdad's Sadr City in April 2004. She's a founder of Gold Star Families, joining us now live from Crawford, Texas.

Our deepest condolences to you, Cindy Sheehan, on the loss of your son.

Talk a little bit about Casey and the circumstances surrounding his death.

CINDY SHEEHAN, FOUNDER, GOLD STAR FAMILIES: Casey was a very amazing, indispensable part of my family.

He got to Sadr City, Baghdad, we think about five days before he was killed. The command changed at 6:00 p.m. on April 4, 2004. By 6:54 Casey had been killed in an ambush.

BLITZER: And he was in the Army. His rank?

SHEEHAN: He was an Army specialist.

BLITZER: How long had he been in Iraq to begin with?

SHEEHAN: He had only -- from what we understand, he'd only been in Iraq about five days. He was in Kuwait for a couple weeks before they deployed to Iraq.

I only heard from him once when he was in Kuwait. I didn't hear from him again. That's the last time I spoke to him.

BLITZER: Was he onboard when he went there? In other words, was he fully committed to this war?

SHEEHAN: He was not committed to the war at all. He was committed to his buddies.

I begged him not to go because my family knew that the war was wrong. And he said, "Mom, I have to go because my buddies are going. If I don't go, someone else will have to do my job."

BLITZER: All right. So tell us a little bit about what you're doing now. You had a chance to meet with the president, we're told, last summer. Is that right?

SHEEHAN: I met with him, I think, about June 17th last year. It was about two and a half months after Casey had died. And it was me...

BLITZER: Was that a private meeting, just you and the president?

SHEEHAN: It was me and my family, my other three children and my husband.

BLITZER: What did you say... SHEEHAN: And we met with about 15 other -- about 15 other families were there also. But we got to -- he came in individually and met with each one of us individually.

BLITZER: And so, what did you say to him then?

SHEEHAN: It was -- you know, there was a lot of things said. We wanted to use the time for him to know that he killed an indispensable part of our family and humanity. And we wanted him to look at the pictures of Casey.

He wouldn't look at the pictures of Casey. He didn't even know Casey's name. He came in the room and the very first thing he said is, "So who are we honoring here?" He didn't even know Casey's name. He didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to hear anything about Casey. He wouldn't even call him "him" or "he." He called him "your loved one."

Every time we tried to talk about Casey and how much we missed him, he would change the subject. And he acted like it was a party.

BLITZER: Like a party? I mean...

SHEEHAN: Yes, he came in very jovial, and like we should be happy that he, our son, died for his misguided policies. He didn't even pretend like somebody...

BLITZER: So now you're trying to meet with him again. What's the point? What are you trying to achieve?

SHEEHAN: This week we had a terrible loss of life in Iraq. Everybody knows about the National Guard unit of Marines from Ohio. And that enough saddened me and broke my heart because I know what those families are going through. And it also broke my heart because I've been working very hard for a year to end the war in Iraq. And every day that another soldier, another Iraqi person gets killed just rips my heart open. But then George Bush, in a luncheon he was giving a talk at or something, he said that the families can rest assured that their children died for a noble cause. And he also said that we have to honor the sacrifices of the fallen soldiers by continuing the mission, by staying the mission in Iraq.

And I have said this so many times: I do not want him to use my son's name to continue the killing. It's bad enough that my son is dead, and I'm a mother whose heart was ripped out on April 4, 2004. Why would I want one more mother, either Iraqi or American, to go through what I'm going through?

I don't want him to justify my son's honorable sacrifice to continue his murderous killing policies.

BLITZER: The president did allow his national security advisor, Stephen Hadley, and other top White House aides to go out yesterday where you are, outside the ranch in Crawford, Texas, and meet with you.

How did that meeting go?

SHEEHAN: Well, they were very respectful.

And I don't think the White House even knew they ever met with me until I told Joe Hagan that I had already met with the president. Because Joe Hagan, the deputy chief of staff, said that, "I can tell you the president really cares." And I said, "You can't tell me that because I've met with him and I know that he doesn't care."

And I told them that, "I feel that my son didn't die for a noble cause." And they told me the party line of why we are in Iraq. And I don't believe that. And I told them that I don't believe that they believed that.

And I said, "Just because I'm grieving mother doesn't mean I'm stupid. I'm very well-informed of the facts that are going on here." And they said, "OK, we'll convey your concerns to the president."

BLITZER: Well, our condolences to you, Cindy Sheehan.

SHEEHAN: Thank you.

BLITZER: You've got a tough struggle that's never going to end, I'm sure. But we appreciate your spending a few moments with us.

Cindy Sheehan, whose son was killed in Sadr City in Iraq a year ago.

I'll just read the statement the White House yesterday on behalf of the president. "Many of the hundreds of families the president has met with know their loved one died for a noble cause. And the best way to honor their sacrifice is to complete the mission."

The White House statement goes on to say it is a message the president has heard time and again from those he has met with and comforted. Like all Americans, President Bush wants the troops home as soon as possible, but the U.S. will not cut and run from terrorists.

That's the statement from the White House.

Cindy Sheehan, again, thank you very much.

Is it just me, or does Blitzer come across a little hostile and defensive here?

Maybe that's not fair, I didn't see the interview and transcripts leave out a lot of body language and tone of voice.

But he still sounds to me like he's not very happy with the questioning of the fearless leader.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Just Too Funny

Air Force officer accused of defacing cars

By Associated Press
August 9, 2005

A full-time Air Force Reserve lieutenant colonel could face criminal charges for allegedly vandalizing cars parked at Denver International Airport bearing pro-Bush bumper stickers.

Lt. Col. Alexis Fecteau, director of operations for reserve forces at the National Security Space Institute in Colorado Springs, is believed to be responsible for defacing at least 10 vehicles between December and June, police spokesman Sonny Jackson said Tuesday. A bait car left by a police detective was also defaced and the detective tracked down Fecteau, who turned himself in Friday.



Update On Cindy's War

Here is a link to that should work.

Be patient, her site is apparently getting so much traffic it's swamped.

A report from Cindy Sheehan originaly posted at

Where do I begin?

Today was a highly eventful day. This entry won’t be artful, but utilitarian.

I conservatively got 3 to 5 phone calls a minute. I did about 25 phone interviews and several TV interviews. I did several right-wing radio interviews. I was supposed to do: The Today Show, MSNBC live interview, Connected Coast to Coast (MSNBC) and Hardball (MSNBC). The Today Show just never showed up and the other 3 MSNBC shows cancelled for no reason.

Another big story that was going on today was about my first meeting with Bush in June of 2004. For you all I would like to clarify a few things. First of all, I did meet with George, and that is not a secret. I have written about it and been interviewed about it. I will stand by my recounting of the meeting. His behavior was rude and inappropriate. My behavior in June of 2004 is irrelevant to what is going on in 2005. I was in deep shock and deep grief. The grief is still there, but the shock has worn off and the deep anger has set in. And to remind everybody, a few things have happened since June of 2004: The 9/11 commission report; the Senate Intelligence report; the Duelfer WMD report; and most damaging and criminal: the Downing Street Memos. The VERY LAST THING I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THIS IS: Why do the right wing media so assiduously scrutinize the words of a grief filled mother and ignore the words of a lying president?

In the early afternoon, we got word that if we were still there by Thursday, we were going to be deemed a “security threat” to the president. Condi and Rummy are coning in on Thursday for a “policy” meeting. I just don’t understand why we will be a security threat on Thursday when we aren’t now? If we don’t leave on Thursday, we could be arrested. Well, I am not leaving. There are only three things that would make me leave: if George comes out and talks to me; if August comes to an end, or if I am arrested.

People are heading here from all over the country. I have some more Gold Star Families for Peace members coming tomorrow. We are amazed by the outpouring of love and support we are getting. 62% of the American public are against this war and want our troops home. We need to show the media that we are in the majority. We need to show George Bush and his cabal of neocons that when we say “bring the troops home, now” we mean “bring the troops home, now!!!?”

In the late afternoon, many of us left to go back to the peace house in Crawford because there was going to be a major lightening storm. While most of us were gone, the Sheriff came and told us that what we were told was county property really was private property and we would have to remove our stuff to a tiny place, or get it confiscated. I find it interesting that the county sheriff did not know that roads in his county that lead up to the presidential vacation home are private roads. I find it very hard to believe. They think that they are pushing us off, but we will not leave there voluntarily or without handcuffs on. My only hope is, there will be tons of media there when they carry me to the squad car.

Today was so bizarre for me. I got phone calls from famous people pledging their support, and phone calls from mothers with sons in Iraq who are overcome with emotion when they talk to me. And it is so brave for them to call me, because I am their worst fear. We had a young man who is in the US Army at Ft. Hood come this morning and spend hours with us. He has been there and his unit is scheduled to go back in October. How much courage did that take for him to come within earshot of his commander in chief’s home and spend time with some old hippy protestors???

We have lawyer working on getting us closer to the ranch and working on magically turning the private property back into county property again. I have some awesome young ladies from CodePink answering my phone and taking phone calls. We have Veterans for Peace out there putting up banners (our tiny campsite looks real nice). We have concerned citizens from all over America starting to come in. IT IS FREAKIN? AMAZING, FOLKS!!!

Come and join us and let your voices be joined with ours. AMEN!!!

My heart and soul are there even if the rest of me is stuck here.

Monday, August 08, 2005


It seems that national security is being threatened by Cindy Sheehan's vigil (see "Go Cindy" below) and she is to be arrested Thursday if she doesn't leave.

Go ahead cowboy, arrest the grieving mother of a dead soldier who has the guts to question why.

The whole world will be watching.

Here is a link that seems a bit overwhelmed at the moment.

I don't have the funds or I would take little trip to be arrested right there with her.

This, my friends, is bullshit.

Fascist sons of bitches!

More as this developes.

Thanks JMF for the heads up.

UPDATE: From Daily Kos.

Thanks SR for the tip.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Peter Jennings


Sunday Funnies

A kindergarten class had a homework assignment to find out about something exciting and relate it to the class the next day. When the time came to present what they'd found, the first little boy walked up to the front of the class made a small white dot on the blackboard and sat back down. Puzzled, the teacher asked him just what it was.
"It's a period,'' said the little boy.
"Well, I can see that,'' she said, ''but what is so exciting about a period?''
''Damned if I know,'' said the little boy, ''but this morning my sister was missing one, Daddy had a heart attack, Mommy fainted, and the man next door shot himself."


George W. was out jogging one morning along the parkway when he tripped, fell over the bridge railing and landed in the creek below.
Before the Secret Service guys could get to him, three kids, who were fishing, pulled him out of the water. He was so grateful he offered the kids whatever they wanted.
The first kid said, "I want to go to Disneyland."
George said, "No problem. I'll take you there on Air Force One".
The second kid said, "I want a new pair of Nike Air Jordan's."
George said, "I'll get them for you and even have Michael sign them!"
The third kid said, "I want a motorized wheelchair with a built-in TV and stereo headset!!"
Bush is a little perplexed by this and says, "But you don't look like you are handicapped."
The kid says, "I will be after my dad finds out I saved your ass from drowning!"

Silence In Heaven

.....and there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.

Revelation 8:1

Some things have to be experienced to be understood. Description alone can never do them justice and sometimes can make them even harder to understand. Language is man's greatest invention but can be a curse when trying to capture the flavor of love or joy.

Or horror.

I'm an amateur historian. I say amateur because one, I don't get paid for it, and two, I'm often not very good at it. I am enthusiastic and that does count for something. I look at history from the point of experience. How did it feel to be there? Did the people of a certain time and place have the feeling they were living at an extraordinary moment?

Two periods in history always stood out in my mind.I wasn't around for them but I have read and heard so much of them that I felt I could almost taste their flavor. Both are recent history, the war in Vietnam and the assassination of John F. Kennedy.

Vietnam, because it shattered the carefully made and protected myth of America and JFK's death because it was such a universal moment of grief. From all accounts it was as if the world stopped spinning. These events and my curiosity and longing for the experience of them have taught me one of the most powerful and bitter lessons of my life.

Be careful what you wish for.

I watched the towers fall on television on September 11, 2001. I had the day off from work and was sleeping in. My wife called me and woke me up. She said terrorists had crashed planes into the World Trade Center and Pentagon, I was sleepy and confused. I thought"What, Cessnas loaded with bombs or something?". Then I turned on the TV and saw the smoking holes in the Towers. A kind of numbness descended and didn't leave for days. I remember the South Tower falling and Aaron Brown of CNN(who the hell is Aaron Brown ?) reporting that there had been an explosion and as the camers zoomed in on the smoking cloud, he said "As soon as this smoke clears we can see how bad the damage is". Then the smoke cleared. Aaron Brown didn't say anything for a while.

With a sick and dreadful feeling I watched the North Tower fall. "Pray, America" said an unknown Fox reporter as it crumbled. As the day wore on, the images were etched into my memory, images that we all know sadly by heart. That night I went outside into the cool night to look up into the sky. Our apartment was situated in the landing path of an airport. Luckily we weren't too close, but you could hear the jets preparing for landing and you could always look up and spot lights coming or going. Except that night. That night nothing moved in the sky. Not a flicker of unnatural light arced across the sky.

"And there was silence in heaven" I whispered to the quiet night.

It wasn't until a few days after the tragedy that I realized I was living in one of the moments of history. I had been too stunned to realize. I had read William Mancherster's excellent Death of a President. In it he talks about the effect that emotional shock has on people. On the night of November 22, 1963 many people tried to seek comfort in their chemical of choice. They discovered to their shock that no matter how many shots of whisky or glasses of wine they drank, it had no effect. They were overloaded emotionally. Jackie Kennedy's doctor gave her an injection in the early morning hours to try and get the broken, yet stubbornly awake, first lady to get some sleep. Despite a dosage that "should have felled a rhino" Mrs. Kennedy remained awake and lucid. I had ample opportunity to recall that section of the book in the days following September 11th. Nothing seemed to dent the crystal clear awareness, and believe me, I tried.

September 11th hit me. I lost no one I knew personally, although I would miss Barbara Olson's quick wit on various talk shows. I always called her the "scarf lady" because of her fondness for beautiful neckwear. She died when Flight 77 hit the Pentagon. I knew David Angell's work from Cheers and Frasier . He and his wife died when Flight 11 hit the WTC North Tower. For me they put a familiar face to so many faceless victims.

I didn't know why it felt like my world had turned upside down. It was like I had been shaken out of a kind of dream. I certainly didn't like the feeling. This was how history felt. Real and raw and painful. All of a sudden many things that were abstract became clearly personal.

I was never the same.

By the time Dubya's war party began beating the drums for Iraq, I was wide awake to the world and angry. I knew this rush to war was bullshit, and furthermore even if Iraq had weapons of mass destruction, it was a fight we could not win. It seemed impossible that we would be arrogant enough to even try such madness. Surely the American people would see through the obvious propaganda.

I was wide awake and angry, but still had much to learn.

Vietnam fascinated me because while there was a vicious and bloody war raging in Southeast Asia there was also a war at home. How did it feel to go about your daily business knowing such bloodshed was occurring at the hands of Americans? How did it feel to be at war with your own society?

It feels bitter. It feels angry. It's a feeling of helplessness that burns deep and makes me contemplate the dark and violent side of my own nature. I live in the south and everywhere I go there are Bush bumperstickers and even signs in front of churches telling us to be patriotic and support the war and our fearless leader. This is how it feels to live in a divided society. This is how it feels when your government is fighting an illegal war.

I was driving home the other night. It was a warm night and people were out enjoying summer while it lasts. I looked at the people outside with their children running, laughing, eating ice cream and enjoying life at it's best. And it hit me.

We will not change. We will not look at our place in the world and step back from our arrogant quest for control with our manifest destiny. No bombs fall on our streets, no screams of the dying or moans of the starving pierced this summer night. Yet our bombs fall on others as we enjoy comforts beyond the dreams of most of the world. We are perfectly willing to allow "collateral damage" and "acceptable civilian casualties" along with forcing teenagers to arm themselves and fight against an occupying army. We will continue to support the actions of tyrants if it is useful to us. Our religions will continue to evolve into nationalist blood cults that worship "salvation" at the expense of our humanity. Because there is no one to stop us. Because we are in the eye of the hurricane that is history and we do not see what we are becoming.

I no longer wonder what it was like to witness the horror of November 22, 1963. I know exactly how it feels when the world stops. There is no glamour or excitement to tragedy. Just the sick feeling of wishing you weren't seeing this. I no longer wonder what it was like to see casualties daily on the evening news and I don't wonder what it feels like to know your country has lost it's mind and it's soul.

I have fear for the future. I have fear that someday I will know what burning books smell like. I have fear I will see faces staring out of "detainment camps". I have a fear that one day I will hear the words "grant extraordinary powers for the duration of the emergency" come from my television or radio. I have a fear that I will learn far more about history than I ever wanted to know.

And I pray sometimes to a God I no longer believe in, to please not let me hear again that awful silence in heaven.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Go Cindy!

Cindy Sheehan, founder of Gold Star Families For Peace , decided to visit Crawford, Texas while the President is there taking a well deserved vacation from sending other people's children off to die for Halliburton.
Sheehan says she won't leave until Bush comes out to talk to her.

Where's your courage and swagger now, cowboy? You're pretty bold in front of the military and your hand picked crowds, yet you refuse to talk to one grieving parent. Instead you send others to do your explaining.

Hope you wave to Cindy tomorrow on your way to church you cowardly piece of shit.

Tell other people about this.

Keep a thought or a prayer in your heart for Cindy and her friends.

She's a hero.

Fuxi you, Bush

President George W. Bush who at various times has been described as "incurious"," obtuse", and "dumber than a bag full of hair" has announced it would be a great idea to try and make American students as stupid and superstitious as he is.

Monday, the president said that he believed that intelligent design should be taught side by side with evolution "so people can understand what the debate is about".

Well, if we are going to teach the Christian myths of creation then we no doubt, for the sake of fairness, have to include these theories on the origins of creation as well:

The Chinese have maintained that their civilization was founded by amphibious beings that had a man's head and a fish tail. The entity, named Fuxi, has been depicted as both male or female. The date traditionally ascribed to him is 3,322BC

In the beginning there was no earth to live on, but up above, in the Great Blue, there was a woman who dreamed dreams.
One night she dreamed about a tree covered with white blossoms, a tree that brightened up the sky when its flowers opened but that brought terrible darkness when they closed again. The dream frightened her, so she went and told it to the wise old men who lived with her in their village in the sky.
"Pull up this tree," she begged them, but they did not understand. All they did was dig around its roots, to make space for more light. But the tree just fell through the hole they had made and disappeared. After that there was no light at all, only darkness.
The old men grew frightened of the woman and her dreams. It was her fault that the light had disappeared forever.
So they dragged her toward the hole and pushed her through as well. Down, down she fell, down toward the great emptiness. There was nothing below her but a heaving waste of water. She would surely have been smashed to pieces, this strange dreaming woman from the Great Blue, had not a fish hawk come to her aid. His feathers made a pillow for her and she drifted gently above the waves.
But the fish hawk could not keep her up all on his own. He needed help. So he called out to the creatures of the deep. "We must find some firm ground for this poor woman to rest on," he said anxiously. But there was no ground, only the swirling, endless waters.
A helldiver went down, down, down to the very bottom of the sea and brought back a little bit of mud in his beak. He found a turtle, smeared the mud onto its back, and dived down again for more.
Then the ducks joined in. They loved getting muddy and they too brought beaksful of the ocean floor and spread it over the turtle's shell. The beavers helped -- they were great builders -- and they worked away, making the shell bigger and bigger.
Everybody was very busy now and everybody was excited. This world they were making seemed to be growing enormous! The birds and the animals rushed about building countries, the continents, until, in the end, they had made the whole round earth, while all the time they sky woman was safely sitting on the turtle's back.

And the turtle holds the earth up to this very day.

The Ancient One, known as Unkulunkulu, is the Zulu creator. He came from the reeds and from them he brought forth the people and the cattle. He created everything that is: mountains, streams, snakes, etc. He taught the Zulu how to hunt, how to make fire, and how to grow food.

In the beginning the earth was a bare plain. All was dark. There was no life, no death. The sun, the moon, and the stars slept beneath the earth. All the eternal ancestors slept there, too, until at last they woke themselves out of their own eternity and broke through to the surface.
When the eternal ancestors arose, in the Dreamtime, they wandered the earth, sometimes in animal form -- as kangaroos, or emus, or lizards -- sometimes in human shape, sometimes part animal and human, sometimes as part human and plant.
Two such beings, self-created out of nothing, were the Ungambikula. Wandering the world, they found half-made human beings. They were made of animals and plants, but were shapeless bundles, lying higgledy-piggledy, near where water holes and salt lakes could be created. The people were all doubled over into balls, vague and unfinished, without limbs or features.
With their great stone knives, the Ungambikula carved heads, bodies, legs, and arms out of the bundles. They made the faces, and the hands and feet. At last the human beings were finished.
Thus every man and woman was transformed from nature and owes allegiance to the totem of the animal or the plant that made the bundle they were created from -- such as the plum tree, the grass seed, the large and small lizards, the parakeet, or the rat.
This work done, the ancestors went back to sleep. Some of them returned to underground homes, others became rocks and trees. The trails the ancestors walked in the Dreamtime are holy trails. Everywhere the ancestors went, they left sacred traces of their presence -- a rock, a waterhole, a tree.

One myth is just as good as the other, right?

Friday, August 05, 2005


As the bomb fell over Hiroshima and exploded, we saw an entire city disappear. I wrote in my log the words: "My God, what have we done?"

Capt Robert Lewis, Enola Gay

Sixty years ago. Sixty years, and though we haven't used the awful weapons against each other again, we still hold them in reserve.

Just in case.

Is there any any more of an indication that humanity needs an intervention and a damned 12 step program than the fact that sixty years after, we still think it's acceptable to keep arsenals of these nightmares around?

Also the fact that only America and her "civilized" allies are the only ones that can be trusted with the bomb makes me a little crazy.

The first time I became acquainted with the horrors of actual warfare was reading John Hersey's Hiroshima when I was very young. I thought the bomb was some sort of natural disaster that had happened. I had seen pictures in a book my father, a Navy man, had purchased in Hiroshima. It was in Japanese so I couldn't get the full story of the awful pictures of burned children. To me it looked like they were victims of some sort of disease. I guess I was right, they were victims of a disease.

Just not a physical one.

Traitor's Dawn

Things change. Human beings often drive themselves to early death or madness trying to keep things the way they were. Many lives are wasted away pining for the Good Old Days.

When I joined the internet community a few years ago, Warblogging was one of the first blogs I came across. It was the first place I tried out my slowly growing social conscience. Posts and questions in the comments area were a large part of my step into a larger world. Now it seems those days are gone, after what appeared to be a facelift, the place has spun into an oblivion of suspicion, neglect, and hostility. No fun at all. The trolls are wandering around unchecked and it doesn't seem like there is anyone in charge of the place. seems to be going away as well, if their gloom and doom predictions come true. I always liked Antiwar. Now they say that they need money to keep going. It may just be a fundraising stunt. I know that many people use their sites as a source of income and I know some websites do cost money.

This one doesn't. I have free space provided by the fine people at Blogger(remember that when I'm cursing them in a month because of a lag on the server) and I am my only staff. This little corner of the net is purely a labor of love. Literally one man in his basement office and time he can steal away during work. I have a lovely and incredibly patient wife and a little boy who is the center of my world.

He's the reason I still tilt at windmills. Often I just want to get rid of every connection to the media and live a quiet and contemplative life far away from any hint of death and violence. And I could. That's the horrible part of whole thing. In America, you can cut yourself off from any consequences of the actions of our often bloodthirsty national policy. You can just make it all go away. My son, and the stubborn, burning desire for a just world where the weak are not fed upon by the strong, are the reasons I stay interested in the way things are going. I don't have an ulterior motive or agenda.

I'm one of those annoying true believers that actually wants to make a difference. I should know better. I've been beaten down enough and I've seen the way the world works, yet I just can't give it up.

I still think we can make this a better place. For all of us.

So, it's not a sleek and shiny site and it doesn't have a lot of bells and whistles, but it's safe and it's real and it's honest.

Traitor's Dawn became the title when I realized that if America stood for pre-emptive war, religious intolerance and ignorance, and the worship of money above all else, then I was a traitor to that country, and I would fight against these things.

And the Dawn, of course, is the beginning, the renewal. Hope.


Thursday, August 04, 2005

Mouth of Sauron Speaks

John "I am the Walrus" Bolton hit the ground running at the U.N. by telling Iran and Syria how to police their borders.

"We think this is very important, obviously, to help bring stability and security to the people of Iraq and to permit the constitutional process to go forward. It's the highest priority for the people and government of Iraq, and for the United States as well."

Stability and security?

Oh! that's why we're still in Iraq.

We seem to be doing quite an incredible job.
We've stabilized the hell out of the place.

Where's Warblogging?

Seems our favorite haunt may have gone silent for some reason. Sometimes I can access the site, but then I can't log in to post. Now it doesn't even seem to be functioning at all.

Well, I welcome all your tired, your poor, your timid, your horny, scabby masses yearning to breath free and debate endlessly while insulting one another's heritage. No such thing as off topic here, I welcome all brain droppings and mental graffiti.

Monday, August 01, 2005

The Final Solution To the Problem Of Terrorism

Well that's just wonderful isn't it?

ITALY has banned Islamic burqas under tough terrorism laws that provide two-year jail terms and E2000 ($3200) fines for anyone caught covering their face in a public place.

The counter-terrorism package, passed by Italy's parliament yesterday, doubles the existing penalty for wearing a burqa or chador -- traditional robes worn by Muslim women to cover their faces -- or full-faced helmets or balaclavas in public.

Police can extract DNA samples without a suspect's consent, detain them for 24 hours without a lawyer present, and deport foreigners suspected of terrorism under the new legislation. Soldiers involved in counter-terrorism have been given the same stop-and-search powers.

Now traditional Muslim dress is banned.

Notice also" deport foreigners suspected of terrorism"

This is how it begins. We are well on our way in what has been called "the continuum of destruction".

Chris Hedges uses that phrase when describing the slow preparations for genocide.

Genocide too strong a word for you? You aren't paying attention.

This "war on terror" could be used to play upon the world's fears of "the other" and become the worst holocaust of our time.
The Bush Administration has quietly put into place contingency plans for the use of nuclear weapons in pre-emptive attacks on at least two countries—Iran and North Korea. Confirmation of the new "global strike" plan appeared in the Washington Post on Sunday, May 15, in a column by William Arkin, a former Army Intelligence analyst. EIR has interviewed several senior U.S. intelligence officials, who have confirmed the essential features of Arkin's report. They link the accelerated drive to prepare for offensive nuclear strikes against Iran and North Korea to the failure of the U.S. invasion and occupation of Iraq, and the dismal results of the use of "shock and awe" massive conventional bombings against Afghanistan and Iraq.

It could never happen here, right?

##$&*%#$%!!!!!! open *#$*&#$ thread!

Forgive me dear friends I'm literally so pissed right now I can't think straight. It seems that on top of Bush sneaking in that motherfucker Bolton as our ambassador to the U.N., Israel is using the unrest between settlers and the IDF to threaten an all out war on the Gaza strip should anyone step out of line. I was warned about this months ago when Sharon decided he meant business on the settlements. I was told that this was a smoke screen and I didn't believe it.

Now it seems that may have been the case.

Consider this an open thread for all rants about the general shitty state of all things good. Please use a great deal of profanity and or threats of bodily harm toward our leaders.