Posted on 03/25/2006 1:42:58 AM PST by JohnHuang2
When I was just a kid growing up outside Nashville, we had chickens. Quite a lot of chickens, most of the time. We kids only partly understood why Mama and Daddy wanted all those chickens, usually in coops and behind fencing, but occasionally finding ways to wiggle out into the yard and driveway and in general make messes and hassles. As each of us got a little older, we understood that Daddy's income as a building contractor whose business was in a growth mode (like our chickens) wasn't quite sufficient to feed all six of us, so we had chickens to eat, eggs to gather and messes to clean up.
And we lived in a residential neighborhood, not out in the country.
But one vivid memory stands out as one of the most valuable lessons I learned from our "chicken experience." At any given time, we might have 50 to 75 little chicks in a rectangular coop, heated, with newspaper beneath. And the strangest phenomenon took place, over and over. We had to try to stop it as soon as we spotted it, or we'd lose all or most of those cute little chicks.
For no particular reason I can remember, a little spot of some kind would appear on the back or wing of one of the chicks. And as it hopped around, oblivious to the little mark on its exterior, another chick would spot the blemish and peck at it. Other chicks would also spot the mark, and thinking it was a bug or something worth eating, would peck at it as well. Soon the first chick was bloody from the pecking, and many of the chicks would be attracted to the blood and crowd in like a scene from "Suddenly, Last Summer" and literally peck their little brother or sister to death!
In the process, other chicks would be spotted by flecks of blood and find themselves the new targets of the deadly pecking. A feeding frenzy ensued, and other chicks got spotted and flecked and the orgy of mindless cannibalism would continue till almost no chicks were left alive.
What's my point?
I feel I'm seeing this very process play out in our national life, our big American coop, today. It's motivated not by physical hunger or primal forces of nature, but by partisan politics and deep-seated ideological differences. Activists on all sides of important questions circle and peer and look for some kind of mark, a misstep, a misstatement, a stumble, an apparent vulnerability in a leader or spokesperson of an opposite position and they peck with a deadly intensity. And as they repeatedly hit the mark, others rush in and join the attack, quite often succeeding in demolishing, at least politically, their target.
But then the attackers (like those chicks) have picked up spots, some of the political spillover from the frenzy, and become targets themselves. And on it goes, gathering intensity, left vs. right, red vs. blue, liberal vs. conservative, pro-war vs. anti-war, pacifists vs. militants, each antagonist trying at least to destroy the credibility and integrity of those with opposing views.
And the media! Much of the fourth estate establishment feeds on the frenzy itself, eagerly searching for more blemishes to peck at, particularly in those whose ideology may not conform to the mindsets of the media movers themselves.
Today, the chief "target chicks" are the president of the United States, his vice president and administration, and any of us who still believe our leaders may actually know more than the average citizen and are diligently doing their best to protect our national interests, and indeed, all of us citizens. It's no surprise, of course, especially in an election year, that President Bush would be attacked by political opponents; but virtually every talk show host and comedian tees off on him and our government's policies obsessively. And TV dramatic shows work derisive comments and anti-Bush plot lines into many of their stories, while newspapers dig, dig, dig for anything that might convince the general public we're all being duped and led into bankruptcy, disgrace and defeat.
When challenged, the attackers so often resentfully respond, "Hey, this is a free country! I can speak my mind, and criticize our president if I want. I think he's a dumb jerk anyway, and I totally disagree with virtually everything he says and does. Hey are you questioning my patriotism?"
And we've fallen into the habit of assuring the attacker we'd never do that, that we respect his right to express himself, and we're sure he's just as patriotic as we are.
Well, wait a minute.
Respectful disagreement is one thing. Reasoned argument, based on actual facts and not rigged half-truths, is fine. Even beneficial and stimulating. But wild-eyed, irresponsible assaults on the character and intelligence and personal motives of our commander in chief while we're in a war and trying to hold our allies at our side is, to me, decidedly unpatriotic!
I'm already on record accusing certain networks of treasonous actions in publicizing the Abu Ghraib abuses worldwide, knowing that the military had already investigated and stopped those indefensible violations and instituted court martial proceedings. This was private military information, which when publicized internationally scarred America's reputation and cost a number of lives in "retaliation."
And recently in this space, I've asked why Big Media isn't trumpeting the audio tapes and testimonies of Saddam's generals that there were indeed weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, that Saddam was actively promoting terrorism in the world, and that the WMDs were smuggled into Syria.
And they may still be there, waiting to be used against us.
Could there be bias? Could there be such prejudiced ideological blindness that the truth is buried in favor of more pecking at our leadership? What do you call that "patriotism"? I don't think so.
One of our most valued, loyal allies is British Prime Minister Tony Blair. In a recent eloquent, impassioned speech before the Foreign Policy Centre in London, he nailed the issue, the bottom line of our international struggle. In a statement worthy of his predecessor Winston Churchill, he proclaimed, "This is not a clash between civilizations. It is a clash about civilization!"
Because the evidence is so overwhelming that a legitimate defense of Western Civilization, indeed civilized society itself, is at hand, when people put their political prejudices ahead of our country's safety while we're at war they do demonstrate a failure of patriotism. Such people might as well stop saying, "Don't question my patriotism," as though it's got magical power to shut the rest of us up.
You can't wave a "peace sign" at me or still a majority of my fellow countrymen, while our bravest young men and women are in armed conflict with crazed zealots determined to wipe us off the face of the earth, and call it patriotism.
I beg to differ.
That is an idiotic and despicable thing to say. I'm from the volunteer state and damn proud of it. I strongly suggest you retract your statement. Whether or not you do will have a lot to say about you.
My mother is a huge Pat Boone fan. She used to fawn over him like some did with Elvis. She got to meet him once in the early 60's. She still talks about that day!
I am sure my mother will appreciate the fact that I just became a Pat Boone fan, myself. Go Pat!
Sounds like Republicans attacking each other.
A worthy ping. Not that the rest of your pings are not worthy.
I am very aware of this - I live in Britain.
Essentially the Budget will give state-funded schools extra taxpayers cash to meet the facilities provided at privately funded schools --- IE - rank socialism.
I am often amazed at the light Blair is held in by right-wing Americans, given his socialist policies and cosying up with Clinton.
But I would take Pat Boone's argument one step further: By doing everything to delay the onset of the war, by immediately telegraphing to the enemy its intentions to do a TET-OFFENSIVE-GAMBIT REPLAY, the American Left--self-serving, treasonous, dumb bastards--in fact CAUSED the war to become protracted.
Said another way, the American Left is the only reason we may lose this war.
THE LEFT'S RECKLESS TET-OFFENSIVE-GAMBIT REPLAY:
the left's jihad against America is killing our troops, aiding + abetting the terrorists and imperiling all Americans
pro-islamofascist-terrorist radical chic
WHY THE LEFT IS DANGEROUS FOR AMERICA
The Left's Fatally Flawed "Animal Farm" Mentality
(Why America Must NEVER AGAIN Elect a Democrat President)
America's Real Two-Front War
CHENEY: CALL THEM REPREHENSIBLE
THE DEMOCRATS ARE GONNA GET US KILLED (kerry, clinton + sandy berger's pants) SERlES5
PARTY OF LINCOLN AND THE WAR ON TERROR
THE FAILED, DYSFUNCTIONAL CLINTON PRESIDENCY
(DECONSTRUCTING CLINTON'S HOFSTRA SPEECH) -- part1: clinton's "Brinkley" Lie
AFTERWORD: ON CLINTON SMALLNESS
(BRINKLEY MISSES THE POINT)
WHY DID BILL CLINTON IGNORE TERRORISM?
Was it simply the constraints of his liberal mindset, or was it something even more threatening to our national security?
WHY THE CLINTONS FAILED "TO CAPTURE OR KILL THE TALLEST MAN IN AFGHANISTAN"
(DID THEY REALLY WANT TO TAKE HIM OUT ANYWAY?)
BIN LADEN FINGERS CLINTON FOR TERROR SUCCESS (SEE FOOTAGE)
THE THREAT OF TERRORISM IS AS CLOSE AS A CLINTON IS TO THE OVAL OFFICE
IT TAKES A CLINTON TO RAZE A COUNTRY
Mia T, 2.24.04
COPYRIGHT MIA T 2004
the democrats are gonna get us killed (kerry, clinton + sandy berger's pants) series5 by Mia T, 8.28.05 (viewing movie requires Flash Player 7, available HERE)
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Baloney! I'm spotless! ;-)
Actually, a relatively good article. Thanks for posting.
"And we've fallen into the habit of assuring the attacker we'd never do that,"
"We've". What's this "we've"?
I call a spade a spade and always have. But then I'm "mean" and "small minded" and "judgemental" and "harsh" and "cruel" and "vicious" etc so it may not work for you.
JohnHuang2 MEGA PING!......:)
I have to agree with President Bush when he says that, in the War on Terrorism, "you are either with us or against us". This goes for US citizens as well as allies. The libs can claim what they want, but I will question their Patriotism every time.
Mia T. Bump!!!!!!
Saw him yesterday evening on Cavuto, he was great.
And what's better... you can plug in about a thousand other words besides 'stupid'!
Too bad the right will not dig up something about Cindy that would make her replusive to the left. Like supporting RR in the 1980's.
Respectful disagreement is one thing. Reasoned argument, based on actual facts and not rigged half-truths, is fine.
I'd love to have one with a lefty....I'll let you know if I (ever) have one.
Saddam's chambers of horrors
By MARGARET WENTE
Saturday, November 23, 2002 Print Edition, Page A23
Abu Ghraib, 30 kilometres west of Baghdad, is Iraq's biggest prison. Until recently, it held perhaps 50,000 people, perhaps more. No one knows for sure. No one knows how many people were taken there through the years and never came out.
For a generation, Abu Ghraib was the centrepiece of Saddam Hussein's reign of torture and death. Yahya al-Jaiyashy is one of the survivors.
Mr. Jaiyashy is an animated, bearded man of 49 whose words can scarcely keep up with the torrent of his memories. Today he lives in Toronto with his second wife, Sahar. This week, he sat down with me to relate his story. With him were his wife, a lovely Iraqi woman in her mid-30s, and a friend, Haithem al-Hassan, who helped me with Mr. Jaiyashy's mixture of Arabic and rapid English.
"Nineteen seventy-seven was the first time I went to jail," he says. "I was not tortured that much."
He was in his mid-20s then, from an intellectual family that lived in a town south of Baghdad. He had been a student of Islamic history, language and religion in the holy city of Najaf, but was forced to quit his studies after he refused to join the ruling Ba'ath party. His ambition was to write books that would show how Islam could open itself up to modernism.
In Saddam's Iraq, this was a dangerous occupation, especially for a Shiite. Shia Muslims are the majority in Iraq, but Saddam and his inner circle are Sunni. Many Shiites were under suspicion as enemies of the state.
"My father was scared for me," says Mr. Jaiyashy. " 'You know how dangerous this regime is,' he told me. 'You know how many people they kill.' "
Mr. Jaiyashy continued his studies on his own. But, eventually, he was picked up, along with a dozen acquaintances who had been involved in political activity against the regime. They were sent to Abu Ghraib. The others did not get off as lightly as he did. One was killed by immersion into a vat of acid. Ten others, he recalls, were put into a room and torn apart by wild dogs. Several prominent religious leaders were also executed. One was a university dean, someone Mr. Jaiyashy remembers as "a great man." They drove a nail through his skull.
For three decades, the most vicious war Saddam has waged has been the one against his own people. Iraq's most devastating weapon of mass destruction is Saddam himself. And the most powerful case for regime change is their suffering.
Sometimes, it is almost impossible to believe the accounts of people who survived Saddam's chamber of horrors. They seem like twisted nightmares, or perhaps crude propaganda. But there are too many survivors who have escaped Iraq, too many credible witnesses. And Mr. Jaiyashy's story, horrible as it is, is not unusual.
Saddam personally enjoyed inflicting torture in the early years of his career, and he has modelled his police state after that of his hero, Stalin. According to Kenneth Pollack, a leading U.S. expert on Iraq, the regime employs as many as half a million people in its various intelligence, security and police organizations. Hundreds of thousands of others serve as informants. Neighbour is encouraged to inform on neighbour, children on their parents. Saddam has made Iraq into a self-policing totalitarian state, where everyone is afraid of everybody else.
"Being in Iraq is like creeping around inside someone else's migraine," says veteran BBC correspondent John Sweeney. "The fear is so omnipresent, you could almost eat it."
To Stalin's methods of arbitrary arrests and forced confessions, Saddam has added an element of sadism: the torture of children to extract information from their parents.
In northern Iraq -- the only place in the country where people can speak relatively freely -- Mr. Sweeney interviewed several people who had direct experience of child torture. He also met one of the victims -- a four-year-old girl, the daughter of a man who had worked for Saddam's psychopathic son Uday. When the man fell under suspicion, he fled to the Kurdish safe haven in the north. The police came for his wife and tortured her to reveal his whereabouts; when she didn't break, they took his daughter and crushed her feet. She was 2 then. Today, she wears metal braces on her legs, and can only hobble.
"This is a regime that will gouge out the eyes of children to force confessions from their parents and grandparents," writes Mr. Pollack in his new book, The Threatening Storm. "This is a regime that will hold a nursing baby at arm's length from its mother and allow the child to starve to death to force the mother to confess. This is a regime that will burn a person's limbs off to force him to confess or comply. This is a regime that will slowly lower its victims into huge vats of acid. . . .
"This is a regime that practises systematic rape against the female victims. This is a regime that will drag in a man's wife, daughter or other female relative and repeatedly rape her in front of him." And if he has fled the country, it will send him the video.
After nearly two years in prison, Mr. Jaiyashy was released and sent to do military service in the north. Then the security police decided to round up the followers of one of the executed clerics. In 1980, Mr. Jaiyashy was arrested again, along with 20 friends, and taken to a military prison. He was interrogated about criticisms he was supposed to have made of the regime, and urged to sign a confession. During one session, his wrists were tied to a ceiling fan. Then they turned on the fan. Then they added weights onto his body and did it again. Then somebody climbed on him to add more weight. "It was 20 minutes, but it seemed like 20 years," he recalls.
He was beaten with a water hose filled with stones. When he passed out, he was shocked back into consciousness with an electric cable. They hung him by his legs, pulled out a fingernail with pliers, and drove an electric drill through his foot.
Mr. Jaiyashy took off his right shoe and sock to show me his foot. It is grotesquely mutilated, with a huge swelling over the arch. There is an Amnesty International report on human-rights abuses in Iraq with a photo of a mutilated foot that looks identical to his. The baby finger on his left hand is also mutilated.
He didn't sign the confession. He knew that, if he did, they would eventually kill him.
They put him in solitary confinement, in a cell measuring two metres by two and a half, without windows or light. Every few weeks, they would bring him the confession again, but he refused to sign. He stayed there for a year.
In 1981, he was sent to trial, where he persuaded a sympathetic judge not to impose the death sentence. He got 10 years instead, and was sent back to Abu Ghraib. "They put me in a cell with 50 people. It was three and a half by three and a half metres. Some stood, some sat. They took turns."
There was a small window in the cell, with a view of a tree. It was the only living thing the prisoners could see. The tree was cut down. There were informants in the cells and, every morning, guards would come and take someone and beat him till he died. "This is your breakfast!" they would say.
Mr. Jaiyashy spent the next six years in that cell. His parents were told he was dead.
Abu Ghraib contained many intellectuals and professional people. Among them was the scientist Hussein Shahristani, a University of Toronto alumnus who became a leading nuclear scientist in Iraq. He was imprisoned after he refused to work on Saddam's nuclear program. He spent 10 years in Abu Ghraib, most of them in solitary confinement, until he escaped in 1991.
Saddam has reduced his people to abject poverty. He wiped out families, villages, cities and cultures, and drove four million people into exile. He killed between 100,000 and 200,000 Kurds. He killed as many as 300,000 Shiites in the uprising after the Persian Gulf war. He killed or displaced 200,000 of the 250,000 marsh Arabs who had created a unique, centuries-old culture in the south. He drained the marshes, an environmental treasure, and turned them into a desert.
In a recent Frontline documentary, a woman who fled Iraq recounted how she and others had been forced to witness the public beheadings of 15 women who had been rounded up for prostitution and other crimes against the state. One of the women was a doctor who had been misreported as speaking against the regime. "They put her head in a trash can," she said.
In 1987, Mr. Jaiyashy and a thousand other inmates were transferred to an outdoor prison camp. There, they were allowed a visit with their relatives, so long as they said nothing of their lives in prison. Mr. Jaiyashy's parents came, hoping he might still be alive. He remembers the day all the families came. "There was so much crying. We called it the crying day."
In 1989, he was finally released from prison. Then came the gulf war and, after that, the uprising, which he joined. It was quickly crushed. He fled with 150,000 refugees toward the Saudi border. But the Saudis didn't want them. "They are Wahhabis," he says. "They consider the Shia as infidels." The United Nations set up a refugee camp, where Mr. Jaiyashy spent the next six years. He began to paint and write again.
Finally, he was accepted as an immigrant to Canada. He arrived in Toronto in 1996, and is now a Canadian citizen.
Mr. Jaiyashy has a deep sense of gratitude toward his adoptive country. Canada, he says, has given him back his freedom and his dignity. He paints prolifically, and has taken courses at the art college, and is the author of three plays about the Saddam regime. He makes his living stocking shelves in a fabric store. "I'm a porter," he says. "No problem. I'm happy."
But Saddam's spies are everywhere. After one of his plays was produced here, his father was imprisoned. His first wife and three children are still in Iraq. He hasn't seen them since his youngest, now 12, was a baby. He talks with them on the phone from time to time, but it is very dangerous. One of his brothers is in Jordan, another still in Iraq.
Sahar, his second wife, is soft-spoken. She covers her head and dresses modestly, without makeup. Her face is unlined. She arrived in Canada with her two daughters the same year as Mr. Jaiyashy; they were introduced by friends.
She, too, has a story. I learned only the smallest part of it. "I was a widow," she told me. "My husband was a doctor in Iraq. He wanted to continue his education and have a specialty. But they didn't allow him. He deserted the military service to continue his education on his own. They beat him till he died."
Today, her daughters are in high school and she teaches at a daycare centre. Her new husband pushed her to study hard here. "ESL, ESL," she says affectionately.
Like many Iraqis, they are conflicted about the prospect of war. They want Saddam gone. But they do not want more harm inflicted on their country. "I want Saddam gone -- only him," says Mr. Jaiyashy.
A few weeks ago, Saddam threw open the doors of Abu Ghraib and freed the prisoners there. Many families rejoiced, and many others, who did not find their loved ones, mounted a brief, unheard-of protest against the regime. The prison is a ghost camp now. Nothing is left but piles of human excrement that cake the razor wire.
Saddam's Iraq is a rebuke to anyone who may doubt that absolute evil dwells among us. No one has put it better than Mr. Sweeney, the BBC reporter. "When I hear the word Iraq, I hear a tortured child screaming."
Why a large number of us think well of Tony (inspite of him being a lefty)
"So America must listen as well as lead. But, members of Congress, don't ever apologize for your values.
Tell the world why you're proud of America. Tell them when the Star-Spangled Banner starts, Americans get to their feet, Hispanics, Irish, Italians, Central Europeans, East Europeans, Jews, Muslims, white, Asian, black, those who go back to the early settlers and those whose English is the same as some New York cab drivers I've dealt with, but whose sons and daughters could run for this Congress.
Tell them why Americans, one and all, stand upright and respectful. Not because some state official told them to, but because whatever race, color, class or creed they are, being American means being free. That's why they're proud."
Tony Blair 7/17/03
And yes, when I was a child my family also raised chickens, and for much the same reasons as Pat's.
Fair enough.
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