Well Put!
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Admiral James Stockdale on John McCain
http://www.miafacts.org/mccain_2.htm
This article is being written on November 26, 1999. As Senator John McCain gains in popularity and cuts into the lead of George W. Bush, Jr. -- the anointed candidate of the Republican power brokers -- the long knives are coming out and slicing at McCain. During the week of November 14, the Washington Times -- a newspaper in DC, owned by the Rev. Son Yung Moon, that has already proclaimed G. W. Jr. to be the next President -- published a two-day long hatchet job on McCain. The whispering against McCain is based on nonsense. His enemies are trying to picture him as (1) a coward who gave in to his captors in Vietnam, and (2) as mentally unstable. (Spit)
If you have not done so, read my earlier article the reveals the source of many of the attacks on McCain.
The following article by Admiral James Stockdale was shamelessly copied from the New York Times of November 26, 1999. You can read it for yourself at this URL: http://www.nytimes.com/yr/mo/day/oped/26stoc.html
November 26, 1999
John McCain in the Crucible
By JAMES B. STOCKDALE
CORONADO, Calif. -- I am not surprised by reports that Senator John McCain's political enemies have been spreading rumors that his famous temper is a sign of a broader "instability" caused by his imprisonment in Vietnam.
In fact, a few weeks ago I received a call from an old friend who is also close to the George W. Bush campaign soliciting comments on Mr. McCain's "weaknesses." As I told that caller, I think John McCain is solid as a rock.
And I consider it blasphemy to smudge the straight-arrow prisoner-of-war record of a man who was near death when he arrived at Hoa Loa prison 1967: both arms broken, left leg broken, left shoulder broken by a civilian with a rifle butt.
He was eventually taken to the same rat-infested hospital room I had occupied two years earlier, and, like me, he had surgery on his leg. By then the Vietnamese had discovered that his father was the ranking admiral in the Pacific Fleet, and he received an offer that, as far as I know, was made to no other American prisoner: immediate release, no strings attached. He refused, thereby sentencing himself to four more years in a cell.
There was a special cramped and hot privy-like structure in that Hanoi prison reserved for whichever American was causing the Vietnamese the most trouble. I was the first in the camp to be locked up in it, and I gave it the name Calcutta.
There was only room for one person at a time in the cage, and after a couple of months I was taken out and marched back to a regular cell. As I limped along, I sneaked a peek at my replacement: John McCain, hobbling along on his own bad leg.
As one of the few Americans who spent more than four years in solitary confinement during that war, I know that pride and self-respect lead to aggressiveness, and aggressiveness leads to a deep sense of joy when one is under pressure. This is hardly a character flaw.
The military psychiatrists who periodically examine former prisoners of war have found that the more resistant a man was to harsh treatment, the more emotionally stable he is likely to become later in life.
The troublemakers who endured long stretches in solitary, the men we called the tigers, are for the most part more in tune with themselves now than are those who chose the easier path of nonconfrontation, which made them "deserving" of cell mates. The psychiatrists tell us that many of those prisoners who chose a more docile existence missed out on the joy of "getting even" after release; some look back on their performances with regret.
The psychiatrists have it partly right, but the truth of imprisonment is best learned from the writings of men who have spent a lot of time in cells, like Dostoyevsky, Cervantes and Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn. The last described his feeling of high-mindedness in his gulag writings:
"And it was only when I lay there on rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either -- but right through every human heart -- and through all human hearts. . . .
And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me: 'Bless you, prison!' "
I understand that, and so does John McCain.
James B. Stockdale, a retired Navy Vice Admiral, was the Reform Party vice-presidential candidate in 1992.
I STILL have no use for John McCain.
GOOD post, thanks.
He presented an epic figure of heroism.
I was impressed by the determination and boldness of Perot's Iran mission as described in Ken Follett, On Wings of Eagles.
Perot's efforts on behalf of POWs have drawn the admiration of the Holzers.
McCain served as George Soros' Manchurian Candidate in ramming the attack on the First Amendment mislabeled campaign finance reform down our throats.
His betrayal of the MIAs as a colleague of the execrable John Kerry on the Senate subcommittee tasked with the subject is as black as character flaws get.