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By GREG BLUESTEIN Associated Press Writer
8/11/2005
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DECATUR, Ga. (AP) — Her voice suddenly steadying, Mary Ann MacCombie blinked through her tears Thursday and took a very public stand against the war in Iraq that cost her son his life.
Surrounded by TV cameras and reporters, MacCombie blasted the U.S. involvement in Iraq in honor of her son, Sgt. Ryan Campbell, who was killed in April 2004 in a car bombing in south Iraq.
“It’s too late for my son, but not for his best friend and thousands of other soldiers,” said MacCombie, who was part of a procession of mothers that protested the war outside a veteran’s hospital.
“It is time to answer the call and say no more pain, no more false leadership and no more war,” said Patricia Roberts, whose son, Spc. Jamaal Rashard Addison, was killed in Iraq in March 2003.
Many in the crowd of 50 or so supporters held aloft signs proclaiming “I stand with Cindy Sheehan,” the grieving mother camped outside President Bush’s Crawford, Texas ranch whose 24-year-old son was killed last year in Sadr City.
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Sheehan, 48, has been camping out along a road near President Bush’s ranch since Saturday, vowing to remain until his Texas vacation ends later this month.
Some demonstrators hoped Sheehan’s stand would further illuminate what they called an “illegal war.”
“My only wish right now is that I could be in Crawford, Texas now with Cindy,” said Howard Wolf, a Vietnam veteran and member of Veterans for Peace.
MacCombie said she’s disagreed with other mothers of soldiers in online chatrooms over her stance.
But she and other demonstrators, some who brought their toddlers, said speaking against the war is just maternal instinct.
“I think they took the only stand you can take if you’re a mother that has any conscience,” said Ronda Reynolds, a protester.
Copyright 2005 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.
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An Arab Woman Blues — Reflections in a sealed bottle...
Layla Anwar
December 17, 2006
A letter to an American G.I.
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When I watch pictures of your dead buddies on albasrah.net and I read some of your naive childlike poems, I feel sorry for you. I honestly do.
I feel sorry for you yet at the same time I feel anger.
It is a very confusing mix of ambivalent, contradictory emotions.
On the one hand,I would love to strike you and on the other hand I say to myself, it is not really your fault.
You chose it yet you did not choose it.
From your perspective you are only "executing orders". Yet hard facts on the battle ground tell me that you also enjoy the humiliation you inflict on these "alien" "evil" people — the Iraqis.
Despite your own neediness and your being in "it" because "it" will give you a grant, a green card and maybe the famous passport with an embossed striped eagle, you still believe you are superior, a better race, a more advanced one, a purer one.
I see the pictures of your dead buddies and I think of their mothers and fathers and the bitterness and grief they may feel. You all look so young and in many ways so innocent.
Yet when I see you kicking young Iraqis around and beating them to death, when I see you raping little girls and burning them, when I see you making Iraqi children run miles after a plastic bottle of water or when you teach those poor little souls to say "Fuck you Iraq", just for the fun of it — I can't but have hate for you.
(I will not even mention the torture, nor the pillaging — you know all of that already)
When I see you urinating in and on sacred places and when I see you writing your degenerate graffitis on 7,000 years old archeological sites, with absolutely no respect or regard for other people's Faith, Culture and History — I can't but have contempt for you.
When I hear innombrable stories like this one: When you stripped naked my friend — a woman with more qualifications than the whole of your army put together, 45 years old, old enough to be your own mother. You said you wanted to make sure she is not "hiding something down there" in her undies. Remember that one? You did that in front of 30 of your male buddies in your "special" camp. Then you offered her a coke so she can relax and"chill out".
She would not tell me the rest of the story, she said: "Let sleeping dogs lie".
I want you to know that she left Iraq and everything she owned after that incident because of you. She said to me: "I do not want to take anything with me, not even another pair of underwear. Let them have it all." This is how much you disgusted her with your acts.
Yes, when I hear yet another story like this one — I can't but despise you.
I admit, at times, I have empathy for you and for the life you left behind — a life you may never return to.
And sometimes I sit and wonder if you realize the amount of pain and suffering you are inflicting on an innocent people who have done NOTHING to you.
Do you actually realize the enormity and severity of your actions? Do you realize how many deep wounds and scars that may never heal, you are leaving behind you ?
And sometimes, I sit and wonder what happens when you go to sleep at night. Can you sleep in peace? Can you close your eyes with a clean conscience ?
And sometimes, I sit and wonder when you finish your round of harassing and killing Iraqis and you deliberately leave them bloated by Death on the streets for days on end — can you still fool yourself and pretend to send "Love" letters to your family, wife or girlfriend?
I have a lot more to say to you but I feel I have said enough. After all , I am not supposed to be engaging you.
But before I end this letter and go back to my daily angst of "living" under your occupation, I want you to know that somewhere deep down, I do care about your sorry little ass.
I care enough not because I like you or enjoy your presence — far from it — but simply because of the mere fact that we happen to belong to the same "race". The human one. And I still have a little faith left on that "front".
I care enough to want you to save your own Self, that Self that will undoubtedly come back to haunt you one of those days. And by doing so, you are also saving your own Life.
You owe it to "yourself" and you can do it with one simple word: REFUSE.
Just do it, do it NOW, do it before it's too late.
Painting : Iraqi Artist Mohammed Al Shammarey.
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Where Do I Live?
Cindy Sheehan — Wednesday 03 August 2005
One very positive aspect of my public anti-war, pro-peace stance is that it has put me in contact with so many people all over the world.
I believe that my willingness to share my heart and tragic story (and in the process, tell the truth) helps people open up to me in ways that they cannot do with others.
In the past few days, I have been bombarded with horror stories about what our government is doing to innocent Americans.
I was driving from one event to another the other day, and I got a call from an Iranian woman who is now a citizen of the United States and who has been in the US for 30 years, is married to an American, and has a 5 year old son and a brother who has been in prison for 9 months for wanting to serve America.
My new Iranian/American friend, I will call her Susie since her family is in danger of reprisal, told me that her brother signed up for the National Guard to give something back to the country that he has adopted as his own.
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He was lied to by his recruiter, who said he could have his student loans paid off and become an American citizen within a year.
He also has severe learning disabilities, and his recruiter falsified his test scores and his application.
Susie's brother was told that the mistakes would be "corrected" before the application was turned in.
Like my KIA son Casey, Susie's brother naively trusted his recruiter.
One day, Susie's brother, who was at that time in training as a chemical specialist, was sitting in class when FBI agents came in and hauled him off to prison.
He was told it was because he went to Iran twice after 9/11 (his country of birth and his family's country), and because he falsified his application to get in the National Guard.
Susie's brother thought going into the National Guard was going to be a good and admirable thing, and he was deceived and betrayed.
He didn't get his student loans paid off, he didn't get citizenship, but he did get thrown in jail without proper legal representation.
Susie called her state's senators to see if they could help her and her brother, and she was told to quit making trouble or her entire family would be investigated.
Then yesterday when I was traveling from event to event again, I got another phone call from a hysterical mom, Summer, whose son had been killed in Iraq in April of this year.
Her medic son was found face down on his bunk with some morphine bottles around him.
Summer was told that he died of a drug overdose, and the report stated that her daughter-in-law and her son's battle buddies all said that he abused drugs in Iraq.
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Summer was devastated.
She knew her boy.
She knew her son didn't take drugs.
She finally got a hold of the reports that contradicted what she was told by the military.
All of the people interviewed said her son DID NOT abuse drugs.
She received the toxicology report 2 months after her son died and he DID NOT have any drugs in his system.
How did Summer's son die, and why is the Army trying to cover it up?
Wasn't it bad enough that this government took Summer's son and killed him in an unjust, immoral, and illegal war?
They had to lie to her, too?
This weekend, I also spent time at Kevin and Monica Benderman's house at Ft. Stewart, Georgia.
Kevin, a conscientious objector who refused to go back to Iraq with the 3rd Infantry Division and kill innocent people and participate in other war crimes, was convicted in his court-martial on July 28th of "missing movement" and was sentenced to 15 months in federal prison.
Kevin was obviously made an example to other soldiers who are also thinking of protesting this obscene occupation by refusing to kill blameless people, or die themselves.
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From the testimony that was given by the prosecution at the court-martial, it is clear that witnesses lied about Kevin and documents were falsified.
I hate to see a brave, honorable, and patriotic American like Kevin railroaded to federal prison for standing up for what he knows is moral and correct.
What makes Kevin's treatment even worse is that those who are responsible for killing and maiming tens of thousands of innocent people and for the destruction of an innocent country are roaming around the world free to unleash more death and pandemonium.
For my effort in trying to awaken America to the dirty tricks and fraud of our government and for trying to call attention to the fact that thousands of people are dying and in harm's way in Iraq for the lies, I am often called a traitor, terrorist supporter, Jane Fonda, unpatriotic, etc.
I am called names that contain words that good Christian supporters of George should not even know, let alone use.
I am accused of not supporting the troops, and people tell me that Casey would be spinning in his grave on which I am alternately: spitting, pissing, or s*itting.
What has happened to America?
What has happened to our freedoms?
Where did sanity go?
Where is the due process that we have always been entitled to?
Why do people feel free to castigate the mother of a "war hero" for exercising her freedom of speech, and why does our leadership feel free to lie to mothers of "war heroes?"
Why aren't the liars being held to the same standards as the people who are trying to expose them?
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Stories like those above are becoming more and more common in the USA.
The un-Patriot Act and the total disregard for the Constitution by nearly everyone who holds an elected or appointed position in our federal government is starting to hit too close to home for many people.
When will the rest of America finally come out of its coma?
When, God forbid, the jack-booted thugs come pounding on their door some midnight?
People like the Bendermans, Summer, Susie, and her brother should be defended and supported by every true American.
The injustice of what is happening to some good, hard working and honest Americans is overwhelming, unfair, and un-American.
Ben Franklin said: "Those who would sacrifice essential liberties for a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety."
We are rapidly becoming a nation with neither.
We should demand both, and refuse to give up any of our liberties or our security.
These things are our birthrights.
Please don't give up yours.
I am not giving up mine.
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Tuesday 25th January 2005: Military Families Denied Meeting with Rumsfeld
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The Dangerous Gold Star Families
by Cindy Sheehan
Secretary of Defense, Donald Rumsfeld continues to astound us Gold Star Families with his heartlessness, callousness and disrespect in the faces of our children who are being killed in the mindless invasion and occupation of Iraq.
I am one of the founding members of a group called Gold Star Families for Peace.
Some of us families who have lost loved ones in this illegal and immoral war in Iraq have organized to use our collective voices to bring the tragedy of war to the fore front of America’s hearts and souls like it so tragically is in ours.
We families are amazed that so few of our fellow citizens are touched by the horrors of the invasion and occupation of a sovereign country.
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It seems to us like the only people who are asked to sacrifice anything for the war effort are our brave young men and women fighting this so-called war and their families.
There are some families in our nation like us, that have paid the ultimate price for the lies and betrayals of this current administration.
I, and some other Gold Star Families, have been writing and calling the Department of Defense for over three weeks.
We were all meeting in DC to protest the inauguration and we thought it would be a good time to meet with Donald Rumsfeld.
We have many questions to ask him about our loved ones’ deaths and we deserve to have some answers.
I think it is our right as Americans and grieving families to have these answers.
For example, why were the children of this country sent to fight a war without the proper training, equipment or armor? Why were our children sent to fight a war that had no basis in reality?
Why are American children still over there fighting a war, and dying in a war, when all the reasons for the war have been proven false?
When is this administration going to bring the rest of our children home before it’s too late for their families?
If we were granted an audience with him, we didn’t really expect Mr. Rumsfeld to be truthful with us or even polite to us considering his past history of being so sarcastically untruthful and blatantly rude.
The real reason I wanted to meet with Rumsfeld was so he could see the face of my son, Spc Casey Sheehan, who was killed in Sadr City on 04/04/04.
I wanted him to look me in the face and see my red swollen eyes and to see all the lines that grief has etched.
I wanted him to see the unbearable pain his ignorance and arrogance has caused me and my family.
I wanted him to know that his actions have terrible consequences.
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Our letters, phone calls, faxes, and e-mails to the Pentagon were to no avail: we received no response.
So in conjunction with Military Families Speak Out (MFSO) we decided to go to the Pentagon and try and meet with someone, anyone.
We were met at the parking lot by a couple of dozen of police officers blocking our way.
We were told that we weren’t allowed to go into the Pentagon because we didn’t go through the proper protocol to request a meeting!!
I find it so ironic that with all the tight security for the events in DC this week that enough time and energy was mustered to stop families in mourning so forcefully at the Pentagon.
I also find it ironic that if I were a wealthy Republican who had donated large sums of money for the "re"-election of the President, I could have had access to all the big wigs at the lavish parties — but I, whose son paid the ultimate price of his precious life to this country, can’t even get within a half of a mile from the man who sent him to die.
We Gold Star Families for Peace are not giving up the fight to hold someone in this administration accountable for the quagmire in Iraq and the more important struggle to bring the rest of our children home from this devastating occupation now.
It takes most of our energy just to get out of our beds in the morning and mourn our horrific losses.
We need all Americans to wake up and start lobbying their elected officials for an end to this immorality in Iraq and to join our voices in protest.
by : Cindy Sheehan Tuesday 25th January 2005
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Wednesday 2nd February 2005
Larry King bumps military mom from show — Are the "news" networks afraid of the truth?
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Haitham Yass, embraces his brother Zoba Yass, a senior official in Iraq's Transportation Ministry, after he was assassinated by unidentifeid men in Baghdad, Iraq, Sunday, May 8, 2005.
Yass, director general of the ministry's projects, and his driver were killed in the Dora area of southern Baghdad as they drove to work.
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Was it worth it?
I was supposed to be on the Larry King Live show last night.
I was asked to be on the show to offer my opinion on the election in Iraq from the perspective of a mom whose son was killed in the war prior to the elections.One of the questions I was going to be asked was: Do I think my son sacrifice was worth it?
Well, I didn’t get a chance to be on the show last night, because I was bumped for something that is really important: The Michael Jackson Trial.
If I was allowed to go on Larry King Live last night and give my opinion about the elections and about my son’s sacrifice, this is what I would have told Mr. King and his viewers:
My son, Spc. Casey Austin Sheehan (KIA, Sadr City, 04/04/04) enlisted in the Army to protect America and give something back to our country.
He didn’t enlist to be used and misused by a reckless Commander-in-Chief who sent his troops to preemptively attack and occupy a country that was no imminent threat (or any threat) to our country.
Casey was sent to die in a war that was based on the imagination of some Neo-Cons who love to fill our lives with fear.
Casey didn’t agree with the Mission but being the courageous and honorable man that he was he knew he had to go to this mistake of a war to support his buddies.
Casey also wondered aloud many times why precious troops and resources were being diverted from the real war on terror.
Casey was told that he would be welcomed to Iraq as a liberator with chocolates and rose petals strewn in front of his unarmored Humvee.
He was in Iraq for two short weeks when the Shiite rebel welcome wagon welcomed him to Baghdad with bullets and RPGs, which took his young and beautiful life.
I think my son’s helmet and Viet Nam era flak jacket would have protected him better from the chocolates and flower petals.
Casey was killed after George Bush proclaimed Mission Accomplished on May 1, 2003.
He was also killed after Saddam was captured in December of that same year.
Casey was killed before the transfer of power in June of 2004 and before these elections.
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Four marines were tragically killed after the election, yesterday.
By my count about five dozen Iraqis and coalition troops were killed on Election Day, is that the definition of Catastrophic Success?
But is that a good day in Iraq?
Hundreds of our young people and thousands of Iraqis have been needlessly and senselessly murdered since George Bush triumphantly announced an end to major combat almost 2 years ago now.
All of the above events have been heralded by this administration as turning points in the war on terror or as wonderful events in the march of democracy.
Really?
I don’t think, judging by very recent history, that the elections will stop the bloodshed and destruction.
I would have asked Mr. King if he would want to sacrifice one of his children for sham elections in Iraq.
Would he or George Bush send their children to be killed, or maimed for life, for a series of lies, mistakes and miscalculations?
Now that every lie has been exposed to the light for the invasion and occupation of Iraq.
Why are our sons and daughters still there?
NOT ONE MORE DROP OF BLOOD SHOULD BE SPILLED FOR THIS PACK OF LIES.
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This war was sold to the American people by a slimy leadership with a maniacal zeal and phony sincerity that would have impressed snake oil salesmen a century ago.
The average American needs to hear from people who have been devastated by the arrogance and ignorance of an administration that doesn’t even have the decency or compassion to sign our death letters.
I don’t think anyone can do it with a straight face.
In the interest of being a fair and balanced (oops, wrong network), I would have been pitted against a parent who still agrees with the Mission and the President.
Although, I grieve for that parent’s loss and I respect that parent’s opinion, I would have defied Mr. King, or that parent to explain the Mission to me.
I don’t think anyone can do it with a straight face.
The President has also stated that we need to keep our troops in Iraq to honor our sacrifices by completing this elusive and ever changing Mission.
My response to him is Just because it is too late for Casey and the Sheehan family, why would we want another innocent life taken, in the name of this chameleon of a Mission?
Well, I was bumped from the show anyway.
Now that Scott Peterson has been convicted and sentenced for his crimes and Laci and Connor’s families have the justice they deserve, we have the new trial of the century to keep our minds off of the nasty and annoying fact that we are waging an immoral war in Iraq.
We can fill our TV screens and homes with the glorified images of the Michael Jackson molestation trial.
We can fill our lives with outrage over victims and hope they get justice; not even questioning the fact that George Bush, his dishonest cabinet, and their misguided policies aren’t even brought to the court of public opinion.
We won’t have to confront ourselves with the fact that the leaders of our country and their lies are responsible for the deaths of 1438 brave Americans, tens of thousands of innocent Iraqis, and the loss of our Nation’s credibility throughout the world.
That might mean we would have to turn off our television sets and do something about it.
Oh yeah. In answer to the original question Larry: No it wasn’t worth it!!
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by : Cindy Sheehan Wednesday 2nd February 2005
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US military said soldiers on Tuesday opened fire on a car as it approached a checkpoint in northern Iraq, killing two civilians in the vehicle's front seats. Six children were in the backseat.
US troops trying to stop the car used hand signals and fired warning shots before firing at the car, killing the driver and front seat passenger, a military statement said on Wednesday.
The shooting occurred in the city of Tal Afar, about 60km west of Mosul.
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What the Rest of the World Watched on Inauguration Day
by Joan Chittister
Dublin, on U.S. Inauguration Day, didn't seem to notice. Oh, they played a few clips that night of the American president saying, "The survival of liberty in our land increasingly depends on the success of liberty in other lands."
But that was not their lead story.
The picture on the front page of The Irish Times was a large four-color picture of a small Iraqi girl.
Her little body was a coil of steel.
She sat knees up, cowering, screaming madly into the dark night.
Her white clothes and spread hands and small tight face were blood-spattered.
The blood was the blood of her father and mother, shot through the car window in Tal Afar by American soldiers while she sat beside her parents in the car, her four brothers and sisters in the back seat.
A series of pictures of the incident played on the inside page, as well.
A 12-year-old brother, wounded in the fray, falls face down out of the car when the car door opens, the pictures show.
In another, a soldier decked out in battle gear, holds a large automatic weapon on the four children, all potential enemies, all possible suicide bombers, apparently, as they cling traumatized to one another in the back seat and the child on the ground goes on screaming in her parent's blood.
No promise of "freedom" rings in the cutline on this picture.
No joy of liberty underlies the terror on these faces here.
I found myself closing my eyes over and over again as I stared at the story, maybe to crush the tears forming there, maybe in the hope that the whole scene would simply disappear.
I watched, while Inauguration Day dawned across the Atlantic, as the Irish up and down the aisle on the train from Killarney to Dublin, narrowed their eyes at the picture, shook their heads silently and slowly over it, and then sat back heavily in their seats, too stunned into reality to go back to business as usual — the real estate section, the sports section, the life-style section of the paper.  |
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But no, like the photo of a naked little girl bathed in napalm and running down a road in Vietnam served to crystallize the situation there for the rest of the world, I knew that this picture of a screaming, angry, helpless, orphaned child could do the same.
The soldiers standing in the dusk had called "halt," the story said, but no one did.
Maybe the soldiers' accents were bad.
Maybe the car motor was unduly noisy.
Maybe the children were laughing loudly — the way children do on family trips.
Whatever the case, the car did not stop, the soldiers shot with deadly accuracy, seven lives changed in an instant: two died in body, five died in soul.
BBC news announced that the picture was spreading across Europe like a brushfire that morning, featured from one major newspaper to another, served with coffee and Danish from kitchen table to kitchen table in one country after another.
I watched, while Inauguration Day dawned across the Atlantic, as the Irish up and down the aisle on the train from Killarney to Dublin, narrowed their eyes at the picture, shook their heads silently and slowly over it, and then sat back heavily in their seats, too stunned into reality to go back to business as usual — the real estate section, the sports section, the life-style section of the paper.
Here was the other side of the inauguration story.
No military bands played for this one.
No bulletproof viewing stands could stop the impact of this insight into the glory of force.
Here was an America they could no longer understand.
The contrast rang cruelly everywhere.
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The soldiers standing in the dusk had called "halt," the story said, but no one did.
The children of Tal Afar.
US forces opened fire on a car as it approached a checkpoint in northern Iraq, killing the parents in the vehicle's front seats.
Six children were in the back of the car.
Meanwhile, the children continued to wail and scream, huddled against a wall. Their bodies covered with blood.
The Army’s translator later told me that this was a Turkoman family and that the teenaged girl kept shouting, 'Why did they shoot us? We have no weapons! We were just going home!'
From the pavement I could see into the bullet-mottled windshield more clearly, the driver of the car, a man, was penetrated by so many bullets that his skull had collapsed, leaving his body grotesquely disfigured.
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I sat back and looked out the train window myself.
Would anybody in the United States be seeing this picture today?
Would the United States ever see it, in fact?
And if it is printed in the United States, will it also cross the country like wildfire and would people hear the unwritten story under it?
There are 54 million people in Iraq.
Over half of them are under the age of 15.
Of the over 100,000 civilians dead in this war, then, over half of them are children.
We are killing children.
The children are our enemy.
And we are defeating them.
"I'll tell you why I voted for George Bush," a friend of mine said.
"I voted for George Bush because he had the courage to do what Al Gore and John Kerry would never have done."
I've been thinking about that one.
Osama Bin Laden is still alive. Sadam Hussein is still alive. Abu Musab al-Zarqawi is still alive. Baghdad, Mosul and Fallujah are burning.
But my government has the courage to kill children or their parents. And I'm supposed to be impressed.
That's an unfair assessment, of course. A lot of young soldiers have died, too. A lot of weekend soldiers are maimed for life. A lot of our kids went into the military only to get a college education and are now shattered in soul by what they had to do to other bodies.
A lot of adult civilians have been blasted out of their homes and their neighborhoods and their cars.
More and more every day.
According to U.N. Development Fund for Women, 15 percent of wartime casualties in World War I were civilians.
In World War II, 65 percent were civilians.
By the mid '90s, over 75 percent of wartime casualties were civilians.
In Iraq, for every dead U.S. soldier, there are 14 other deaths, 93 percent of them are civilian.
But those things happen in war, the story says.
It's all for a greater good, we have to remember.
It's all to free them.
It's all being done to spread "liberty."
From where I stand, the only question now is who or what will free us from the 21st century's new definition of bravery.
Who will free us from the notion that killing children or their civilian parents takes courage?
A Benedictine Sister of Erie, Sister Joan is a best-selling author and well-known international lecturer. She is founder and executive director of Benetvision: A Resource and Research Center for Contemporary Spirituality, and past president of the Conference of American Benedictine Prioresses and the Leadership Conference of Women Religious. Sister Joan has been recognized by universities and national organizations for her work for justice, peace and equality for women in the Church and society. She is an active member of the International Peace Council.Common Dreams © 1997-2005 | |
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Iraqi Freedom: Mother and Father Shot in front of children
It was a routine foot patrol. As we made our way up a broad boulevard, in the distance I could see a car making its way toward us.
As a defence against potential car bombs, it is now standard practice for foot patrols to stop oncoming vehicles, particularly after dark.
"We have a car coming," someone called out, as we entered an intersection.
We could see the car about 100 metres away.
It kept coming; I could hear its engine now, a high whine that sounded more like acceleration than slowing down.
It was maybe 50 yards away now.
"Stop that car!" someone shouted out, seemingly simultaneously with someone firing what sounded like warning shots — a staccato measured burst.
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The car continued coming.
And then, perhaps less than a second later, a cacophony of fire, shots rattling off in a chaotic overlapping din.
The car entered the intersection on its momentum and still shots were penetrating it and slicing it.
Finally the shooting stopped, the car drifted listlessly, clearly no longer being steered, and came to a rest on a kerb.
Soldiers began to approach it warily.
The sound of children crying came from the car.
I walked up to the car and a teenaged girl with her head covered emerged from the back, wailing and gesturing wildly.
After her came a boy, tumbling on to the ground from the seat, already leaving a pool of blood.
"Civilians!" someone shouted, and soldiers ran up.
More children — it ended up being six all told — started emerging, crying, their faces mottled with blood in long streaks.
The troops carried them all off to a nearby sidewalk.
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It was by now almost completely dark.
There, working only by lights mounted on ends of their rifles, an Army medic began assessing the children’s injuries, running his hands up and down their bodies, looking for wounds.
Incredibly, the only injuries were to a girl who suffered a cut hand and a boy with a superficial gash in the small of his back that was bleeding heavily but was not life-threatening.
The medic immediately began to bind it, while the boy crouched against a wall.
From the pavement I could see into the bullet-mottled windshield more clearly, the driver of the car, a man, was penetrated by so many bullets that his skull had collapsed, leaving his body grotesquely disfigured.
A woman also lay dead in the front, still covered in her Muslim clothing and harder to see.
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Meanwhile, the children continued to wail and scream, huddled against a wall, sandwiched between soldiers either binding their wounds or trying to comfort them.
The Army’s translator later told me that this was a Turkoman family and that the teenaged girl kept shouting, "Why did they shoot us? We have no weapons! We were just going home!"
After a delay in getting the armoured vehicles lined up and ready, the convoy moved to the main Tal Afar hospital.
The young children were carried in by soldiers and by their teenaged sister.
Only the boy with the gash on his back needed any further medical attention, and the Army medic and an Iraqi doctor quickly chatted over his prognosis, deciding that his wound would be easily repaired.
The Army told me that it would probably launch a full investigation.
Chris Hondros is a photographer with Getty Images and is embedded with US troops
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Published on Friday, January 28, 2005 by CommonDreams.org
Why the Children in Iraq Make No Sound When They Fall
by Bernard Chazelle
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Girl injured in US attack, Iraq invasion, 2003.
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No one said that dying had to be dull.
"Screaming with fear, paralyzed children at a shelter for the physically disabled and mentally ill in Galle, Sri Lanka, lay helplessly in their beds as seawater surged around them."
The CNN report read like the screenplay of a horror film.
A crippled girl grows up destitute in a home for the deaf, the blind, the insane, and, for good measure, the disabled elderly. (what more could a kid wish for?)
At the end of a short life spent wondering why no one ever looked out for her, the child reaches the final punctuation mark of her blessed existence and drowns glued to a wheelchair.
Tragedy should not be too clever.
Mourning embraces the solemnity of death but recoils at an overzealous script.
When fate appears to cross the thin line between cruelty and sadism, grief turns to anger.
We expect the church organist at the funeral mass to interrupt Bach in mid-measure, look up to the sky, and shout "Come on!"

Dead baby in rubble, killed in US attack, Iraq invasion, 2003.
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Voltaire had his "come on" moment in the wake of the 1755 Lisbon earthquake, suggesting that God's supreme goodness perhaps was not all it was cracked up to be.
Religious irreverence is not much in fashion these days.
But piety was not always so docile.
History has been improbably kind to all sorts of figures who've had cross words with the Almighty.
Think of Job, Jonah, Jeremiah, and Jesus on the cross—and that's only for the J's.
Once or twice, the dispute even got out of hand: Nietzsche killed God; and Richard Rubenstein saw in Auschwitz confirmation of his death.
Admittedly, to reconcile the Holocaust with a just and omnipotent god is an interesting variation on squaring the circle—or, since Mikl?s Laczkovich actually succeeded in doing just that [1], let us say, merely a reminder that gods may die but theological debates just never do.
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Boy in pain injured in US attack, Iraq invasion, 2003.
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My own reaction to the CNN report was not nearly as elevated.
"Why would God behave like Don Rumsfeld?" I wondered.
As the crippled child writhed in agony, I pictured God murmuring "Stuff happens."
Woe unto me.
To compare God to Rumsfeld
To compare God to Rummy is worse than blasphemous: It's unfair.
After all, God did not cow the media into decorating our TV screens with the beatific smiles of preening peacocks reassuring us that smart waves drowned the terrorists, spared the innocent, amused the children, and provided much needed water to drought-prone regions.
God gets accused of many things, including being dead, but lying is rarely one of them.
Mendacity, on the other hand, is the reserve currency of this administration.
Its marketing hook: "You give us your votes; we give you our lies."
From the fictitious Saddam-al Qaeda axis to the rosy updates on the Switzerlandization of Iraq, from the bogus tales of WMD to the assurance that democracy is the future of the region (and always will be, would add the cynics), the giving has been, shall we say, generous.
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The taking has been no less effusive.
Although the hysterical rantings of prowar voices rarely exceeded, in dignity, the yapping of a chihuahua attacking a meatball, they met only the meekest resistance from an oleaginous mainstream media.
The war hawks found powerful enablers in The New York Times, which was more than happy to echo the delusory yarn spun by the White House and pimp for Judith Miller's Best Little Whorehouse in Babylon (where bling bling spells WMD).
Pimping being the fickle business that it is, it won't be long before the In-Bush-We-Trust media gets in touch with its inner peacenik and points an accusing finger at the posse of visionary mediocrities who gave us a nasty case of Iraq syndrome.
No doubt some of the neocons will balk at going to their graves with the word "loser" carved on a brass coffin plate; so watch for them to pull a McNamara on us and humbly beg for forgiveness.
Being good souls, ie, suckers for smarmy group hugs, naturally we'll oblige.
Were it so simple.
The abject surrender of the media fed a slew of illusions to the public, none more craven than the belief that he whom we kill must be killed.
Yeah, yeah, we occasionally obliterate the wrong house and incinerate its occupants, but that's just "friendly fire."
(A lovely phrase if there's one: Let's hear the surgeon who amputates the wrong leg inform his patient of his "friendly amputation.")
Minus the friendliness, however, our whiz-bang weapon wizardry never fails to separate the wheat from the chaff, the nursing mother from the crazed beheader.
So goes the creed, anyway.
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Blood covered man injured in US attack, Iraq invasion, 2003.
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The Lancet—that well-known freedom hating rag—begs to differ.
It estimates that our high-IQ, mensa-schmensa bombs have killed 100,000 civilians [2].
Iraq Body Count, which plays the lowballing game by shunning projections, reports the deaths of 600 non-combatants during our latest goodwill tour of Fallujah (by now primed to be renamed Grozny on the Euphrates) [3].
And then there is the Iraqi girl, hands soaked in her dead father's blood, whose little brother does not yet understand that his childhood has just come to an end.
Fearing for their lives, US soldiers killed the parents in the front seat of the family car.
Demons will likely haunt their nights.
Stuff happens.
Rumsfeld and Wolfowitz, bless their souls, will sleep well tonight.

Building destroyed in US attack, Iraq invasion, 2003.
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Wars never fail to produce their share of pithy lines.
Tommy Franks made sure this one would be no exception.
"We don't do body counts," crowed the general, who really meant to say that he does not do "dark-skinned body counts" (he counts the others just fine).
Lucky for us that he doesn't run a Swedish newspaper, or it would have splashed the headline: "Tsunami kills 2,000 Swedes—and a few locals."
To be fair, Franks remembered the last time he did body counts, Vietnam, and how well that ended.
But today's tactical thinking packs a wallop of self-righteous denial.
We don't tally the children we kill for the same reason monsters don't buy mirrors: That's how they go through life thinking they're angels.
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We've snuffed out innocent lives in numbers that insurgents and terrorists could only dream of.
But we avert our eyes.
We bury our heads in the sand and turn a blind eye to our moral cowardice, thus pulling off the amazing feat of being ostriches and chickens all at once.
We owe this marvel of ornithology to the inexorable fragility of human illusions.
To quote James Carroll, "we avert our eyes because the war is a moral abyss. If we dare to look, as Nietzsche said, the abyss stares back."
George Bush, the philosopher, has updated Berkeley's riddle:
Do Iraqi children scream when the bombs fall if there is no one in the White House to hear them?
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The celebrity of the month, the tsunami victim, has hogged newspaper headlines nationwide with stomach-churning photo spreads of wailing mothers and floating cadavers.
Like his unsung Iraqi brethren, the victim has reminded us that calamity always strikes the poor, the sick, and the helpless first.
It's invariably those with the least to lose who lose the most.
At the great banquet of cataclysms, rich Westerners get served last.
Bush would have us believe that we've suffered so much from terrorism the world owes us undying compassion.
In truth, our induction into the Misery Hall of Fame is still a long way off.
With our sustained assistance, however (coddling Saddam while he was gassing Iranians, slapping sanctions that killed half a million children, and fighting two wars in twelve years), Iraq made it on the first ballot.
Who ever said that we didn't have a big heart?
Not Condoleezza Rice: "I do agree that the tsunami was a wonderful opportunity to show not just the US government, but the heart of the American people, and I think it has paid great dividends for us" [4].
And I just can't wait for the next one, our top diplomat might have added.
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While watching Colin Powell, pocket calculator in hand, add up the geopolitical benefits of our generosity and tell us how shocked, shocked he was by the tsunami's devastation, I could almost hear the Beatitudes from The Gospel According to Dubya:
"Blessed are the children whom the sea swallows, for they shall tug at our heartstrings.
Cursed are the children whom our bombs blow up, for they shall roam the dark alleys of our indifference."
We've been Iraq's tsunami.
But expect no charity drive, no minute of silence, no flag at half-staff: nothing that would allow shame to rear its ugly face.
With Bush's reelection, America now has the president it deserves.
And should you find that Lady Liberty, all dolled up with the latest in fashion from Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo, looks a bit like a used up hooker, you won't need to ask who hired her pimp: We did.
The liberation of Iraq began with smart flying bombs crashing over Baghdad.
We should have known better.
Liberations that start with a reenactment of 9/11 rarely end well.
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Published on Monday, July 4, 2005 by CommonDreams.org
by Sheldon Drobny
Justice O'Connor's decision in Bush v. Gore led to the current Bush administration's execution of war crimes and atrocities in Iraq, Afghanistan, and other places in the Middle East that are as egregious as those committed by the Third Reich and other evil governments in human history.
The lesson is clear.
Those people who may be honorable and distinguished in their chosen profession should always make decisions based upon good rather than evil no matter where their nominal allegiances may rest.
Justice O'Connor was quoted to have said something to the affect that she abhorred the thought of Bush losing the 2000 election to Gore.
She was known to have wanted to retire after the 2000 election for same reason she is now retiring.
She wanted to spend more time with her sick husband.
Unfortunately, she tarnished her distinguished career with the deciding vote in Bush v. Gore by going along with the partisan majority of the Court to interfere with a democratic election that she and the majority feared would be lost in an honest recount.
She dishonored herself and the Supreme Court by succumbing to party allegiances and not The Constitution to which she swore to uphold.
And the constitutional argument she and the majority used to justify their decision was the Equal Protection Clause.
The Equal Protection Clause was the ultimate basis for the decision, but the majority essentially admitted (what was obvious in any event) that it was not basing its conclusion on any general view of what equal protection requires.
The decision in Bush v Gore was not dictated by the law in any sense—either the law found through research, or the law as reflected in the kind of intuitive sense that comes from immersion in the legal culture.
The Equal Protection clause is generally used in matters concerning civil rights.
The majority ignored their basic conservative views supporting federalism and states' rights in order to justify their decision.
History will haunt these justices down for their utter lack of justice and the hypocrisy associated with this decision.
Sheldon Drobny is Co-founder of Air America Radio.
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A rooftop view shows smoke rising from a car bomb attack in front of the National Theater, Saturday, July 30, 2005, in Baghdad, Iraq.
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