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ARCHIVES: 15 March - 21 March 2003 WILL THE GHOST OF MARCEL CERDAN K.O. BUSH?17 March 2003 George W. Bush prayed to his six-gun toting god for courage as he left Umeruhca's womb for the Circle Jerk of War in the Azores (a Portuguese word meaning "vultures"). "Dear Jesse," he begged, for that is his private name for the Lord, based on Tyrone Power's 1939 portrayal of notorious outlaw and corporate icon, Jesse James. "Give me the courage to get that Ayrab who tried to kill my dad, and to not throw up all over this airplane 'cause I'm sceered to death so far from Laura 'n' Condi." If Bush doesn't die of fright en route, he is scheduled to meet Tony Blair and Jose Maria Aznar to decide on the future of the world. Missing from the Coalition of Wankers will be Australian Prime Mistake, John W. Howard, owing to the size of his willie. Unfortunately for Johnny, his weenie is a silly little thing. George knows, 'cause John unzipped on their first date. "The Australian people want you to have this, George," gushed the PM. "Um, er, uh," stuttered the WarChimp. "C'n you put that thing away John. It ain't nearly as big as Condi's clit. Now, I'll show you somethin' fierce. Just come over here and get on your knees." And even though Georgie's wasn't as big as Condi's either, bedazzled Johnny fell to with the passion that only a man who would sell his country for the love of a bully could muster. "Oh, George," he said mumpishly. Whatever the reason for the absence of the Fellator from Oz, the commencement of World War III is being planned at this very moment. There is, however, one last hope for its derailment. If the ghost of the great boxer and lover of Edith Piaf, Marcel Cerdan, is still hovering above Rodonta peak on the Azores island of Sao Miguel (where he died in a plane crash in 1949, on the way to New York for a title bout with Jake La Motta), he could pull the WarChimp's plane down and break it into a million burning bits of unidentifiable rubbish. It would be a final victory, not over La Motta, but over pure evil. TYRANTS GETTING FINAL RUBDOWNS BEFORE SENDING PROXIES INTO THE RING 18 March 2003 It was reassuring to hear Saddam Hussein's theatrically evil laughter following his announcement that Bush would fail: "His father couldn't and his son can't." Reassuring in that I'd almost forgotten he was the number one bad guy in this ludicrous war scenario. Earlier, the other one, George W. Bush, gave his press conference in the Azores, looking as cocky and arrogant as Billy the Kid as he rounded on France. "They've showed their cards. We just have to make an assessment after tomorrow what they meant." Duh-h-h. He went on to tell the journos in attendance what he meant by "cards," as if they didn't know..."that's a little expression we use in Texas when we play poker." Seeing him there, flanked by Blair and Asnar, reminded me of his State of the Union address. (See the condensed version for a grim chuckle. Requires Real Player.) With his chimp-shaped face, monocle eyes and lemon lips, he barely seemed taller than the podium. Speaking in his halting, monotonous manner, pronouncing words ending in "rs" with extreme sibilance, as if he were a five year old with a language disorder, he seemed to go completely blank between utterances. Congress could have been a saloon, and the Reps and Senators could have been his gang of gunslingers, all of them assembled to celebrate the country's takeover and applaud his plans to take over the next one. "Today Umeruhca, tomorrow Ayraq, and next...the world!" Saddam rates higher than Bush on the tyrant scale because he's the only one with a proven track record. Dubya, except for the legal executions of hundreds of prisoners in Texas, is the new contender who is about to shove the old bastard into the next world, along with untold numbers of his Iraqi subjects. I say "untold" because embedded journos will never be allowed to tell us the real casualty rate. Edward Said said (that's right, Word, one of 'em is a last name) on Four Corners, "Seven Ways to See a War": There are so many unforeseen circumstances that it simply beggars the mind that an administration like this one, which is so thin intellectually, which has no knowledge of the area except through Israeli eyes, which has no experience, no knowledge of the languages, no knowledge of the demographical makeup [could be doing this]. A few days ago it was reported that Bush did not know and could not absorb the differences between a Sunni and a Shi'ite Muslim. This is a man who is plunging an area which is thousands of years old into a war with no conclusion in sight, with no idea what to do afterwards... So what's going to happen? I think one can only say...a lot! A disaster from beginning to end. Meanwhile the world waits in limbo. A vast majority of people do not want this absurd war, but a few males, lusting for the atavistic thrill of the kill, are going to wage it anyway.48 HOURS BEFORE BOYS WILL BE BOYS 18 March 2003 Dubya has given Saddam 48 hours to get outta town or he's a-goin' in. (Well, not him of course.) The former Prime Minister of Jordan says Saddam may do just that. Several countries in Africa have offered him asylum. But that will likely upset the Boy Emperor. Sometimes it seems like all this upcoming blood 'n' gore is really just for vengeance. Of course, future Crimes Against Humanity defendant Paul Wolfowitz may have other reasons, but it looks like simple George is in it to avenge the near assassination of his pappy. (His wife would have been assassinated too, but he always forgets to mention her, patriarch that he is.) I can sympathise with him; I would consider doing the same. Only I wouldn't send an army of kids to do it for me, while at the same time destabilising the entire world. Meanwhile, Robin Cook has resigned from Tony Blair's government, ahead of a vote tomorrow that could see up to 160 Labour politicians voting no on war. No such courageous behaviour in Oz, as John Howard's spineless cabinet has unanimously backed his subservience to Dubya and committed the troops to slaughter. But then you would expect such. Blair leads a Labour Government while Howard heads a bunch of Tories, a political persuasion well known for its hive mentality. Not to be outdone, Foreign Minister Alexander "Little Lord" Downer has expelled the entire Iraqi delegation. Responding to a question about opposition parties' disgust at the Weasel-in-Chief's commitment to Dubya, he smugly reminded us that they were all gung-ho in 1991. The interviewer could have reminded him of the vast difference between then and now, but she no doubt understood it to be a waste of time. In sum, the war could begin anytime after Thursday, 20 March. At which time much of the male population of the world can drop all pretence of civilised behaviour and dream once again of the good old days of rape and pillage, if only in front of the TV. If the WarChimp waits just three more days, my prediction--that he will start WW III exactly 70 years after Hitler passed the enabling act making himself dictator--will come true. Big deal.  Anti-war slogan painted onto a sail of Sydney's Opera House IT'S NOT TOO LATE FOR A MILITARY COUP...in the United States, that is 19 March 2003 The US Military has very little time to depose of illegitimate President George W. Bush before he sets in motion a train of events that could shatter the world. Surely there is a General willing to go down in history alongside Lincoln as a man who had the courage to save his country and the world from this unnecessary strife. Because once the war begins the United States will officially become the most dangerous rogue state in existence, and sovereign nations will be viewed in terms of compatibility with its aims. Ah, if it were only possible. But we're dealing with a nation for whom the majority of people regard life...hardly at all. It was American General Westmoreland who said, during the Vietnam war: "The Oriental doesn't put the same value on life.... Life is cheap." He was projecting of course. It came cheap to him and it comes cheap to most Americans. How else to explain the gun culture that pervades every neighbourhood in the land. It was enshrined in the Constitution and elevated to a God-given duty by Ronald Reagan. Shootings occur all the time for the flimsiest of reasons, and even when children shoot children nothing is done to restrict ownership. Thus, these Americans find it easy to speak nonchalantly of desecrating Iraq in order to rid the world of Saddam Hussein. 42 per cent of these same Americans believe the Bush Administration's propaganda that Saddam was directly responsible for 9/11. The same percentage would have believed the propaganda of Hitler. Nothing changes. Many of them have lived all their lives glued to the television screen. Thanks to a compliant media that is firmly in the pocket of the Pentagon and the Multinationals, they will believe anything it tells them. This is not the land of the free but the land of the soporifically enslaved. How else to explain their support for George W. Bush, who is no more legitimate a president than Saddam Hussein. And now, after a concerted effort to emasculate the United Nations, that largely ineffective body that insured a modicum of order in the world, the Bush Junta will have no one to interfere with its road to empire. And his isolationist compatriots are right behind him. So, come on Colin Powell or some other brave soldier, it's not too late. Step in and make the world proud of a once great nation. The people who now believe the lies will surely wake up to thank you.
By the time you read this (a phrase popping up everywhere these days), the war may be truly under way. The only thing momentarily stopping it will be sandstorms blowing across the encampments of American, British and Australian gun fodder. War. War? Even though it's been coming for months (or years in George W. Bush's "mind"), it is still going to be a gobsmacking surprise. The lead up has been nothing if not surreal, a bad acid trip which should have been followed by a Sunday like any other. In the 21st century we still have Huns like George W. Bush. Say it isn't so! Within what is left of my own "mind," in the face of this madness, are these thoughts: Among other things, we have seen a mortal wounding of the rule of law. It would have begun in recent times with the US Supreme Court decision in December 2000, in which party politics stood like a slavering thug over justice. But the plethora of views on the legality of Bush's Revenge is very dispiriting. Amazingly, they again fall along party lines. If you're a leftie, the war is illegal; if a right winger, it's perfectly legal. Where is the ultimate court to make a reasoned decision based on what law? Someone in the Australian press said that sending troops to Iraq is the biggest gamble of John Howard's career. Is that all it is? For this pathetic little man, so deeply out of his depth, that may well be true. He is the quintessential suburban solicitor-cum-municipal councillor who rose to prominence through attrition. His rise may have been fated, but only to remind the Australian people that they must take their democracy seriously. They haven't, and for their irresponsibility they have earned his disastrous rule. With Slobodan Milosevic, John Howard shares the sign Leo. In their case it can be rendered: "Please love and respect me even if I'm a lousy Emperor. If you don't, I'll kill your children!" And lo, they both did just that. For, as Bob Brown said, "The blood of Australians, if and when it is spilt, is on this Prime Minister's shoulders." On the heels of its capitulation to America's push for empire, the Howard Government is reintroducing it's ASIO bill today in Parliament. In case you've forgotten, that's the bill that will allow our secret service to arrest and detain citizens (including children as young as 14) without legal representation for merely knowing someone who knows someone who may or not be connected with a dissenting opinion. Oh, yes, it's supposed to be there to catch terrorists, but that's what the KGB, the Securitate, the Stasi, and all the others were supposed to do too. They will cite the painting of NO War on one of the sails of Sydney's Opera House as an example of terrorism. They do not want protestors interfering with John Howard's silly power walks in the morning. They do not want words like these to be written. The bill will pass the House of Silence once again, but the Senate will surely block it. The hubris of this government may be such that it will be a double dissolution trigger. If only. The people would then get one last chance to save themselves. So what will happen with this war? There are a zillion talking heads out there with opinions. My own burning gut tells me there will be massive anger within the World Muslim community. That anger has been thus far compared to a generalised road rage waiting for the first idiotic driver. But the Muslims may not be alone. Remember the Weathermen? Baader-Meinhoff? The Red Brigades? People whose anger finally goes over the top at the breathtaking hubris and stupidity of the Coalition of the Willing might pour forth like lava. The level of anger could spread even wider. Rage at shoddy service on the shopping strip or in the mall may metamorphose from a profound despair brought on by this unnecessary war into violence. Anything from throwing a punch over the counter to hurling a Molotov Cocktail through the window in the middle of the night. People all over the world are experiencing a helpless anger directly caused by George W. Bush and his two stooges. A world where the fuse of civilised behaviour has shortened to a dry wisp of tinder. Michael Moore's letter to George W. Bush "As Bill Maher said last week, how bad do you have to suck to lose a popularity contest with Saddam Hussein? The whole world is against you, Mr. Bush. Count your fellow Americans among them." More Moore HEY, WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SHOCK 'N' AWE? 21 March 2003 The war started at lunchtime here in Melbourne. Initially it appeared as if nothing were happening. It wasn't until after the last of the soup was slurped and the same static camera shot was still showing the odd car and bus driving on a deserted thoroughfare in Baghdad, that I realised nothing was happening. Ari Fleischer, WarMongrel to the WarChimp, came on Tele for a one liner about preliminary strikes and then he was gone. But the strike on the "target of opportunity", supposedly the lair of Saddam and Sons, had already occurred. The little burst of flame it caused was shown a thousand times for the rest of the day. The WarChimp came on a little later for his declaration of slaughter speech, looking as if he was up way past his bedtime. I guess the gist of his yatter was that the shock-and-awe-krieg would begin after dark in Baghdad, some 12 hours later. Which was really convenient, because he could then go beddybyes and wake up in time to watch it over Ovaltine and toast, or whatever it is Condi feeds him for brekkie. Clever little monkey. Then Saddam Hussein came on Iraqi Television for a languorous rant. But was it really Saddam? Maybe it was a double. And was it pre-recorded? Saddam or his double certainly didn't mention the dawn strike. Come to think of it, there are so many doubles of The Butcher that even his generals may not know which one is the real Saddam. Maybe he's been dead for years. The doubles, enjoying a prosperous existence, wouldn't let on, now, would they? In any event, the Oz channels eventually resumed regular programming, the ABC with its afternoon kiddie shows, and the chump channels returned to reruns of Oprah and the daily soap operas. As for CNN, Sky, and BBC World, the same old static camera shots of busses and Ladas continued through the day. Very disappointing, George. You're the President who is taking us into a Hollywoodised 21st Century of updated shoot-em-ups and Biblical epics. The least you could do is stay awake and give us our promised thrill. War is so much easier to see in daytime. That evening I could protest but feebly when my daughter took over the TV to watch Charmed. "Are you sure you don't want to watch the war?" I wheedled. "As if!" she snarled. Then I discovered the episode was called Y tu mummy tambien. "Move over," I said, snatching the bag of lollies out of her little hand like a mercenary in the employ of a tyrant. PANDORA TO FLIP HER LID 21 March 2003 Stock markets jumped for joy at the beginning of the war. Analysts were quick to assure us that this was because the months of dithering were finally over. Are we to assume the markets would have surged equally if Bush had said no to war and pulled back his troops? Possibly. It's more likely that the weird breed of sub-wanker who plays the market shared the enthusiasm of the boy soldier who was interviewed yesterday by the corpse of Ted Koppel. "How do you feel about going into battle," Koppel asked. "Let's party!" enthused the victim of presidential child abuse. With the flush of his combat-ready, blood-engorged erection still dazzling the soldier (before enemy fire reduces it to a lifeless, bladder-emptying appendage), it is worth noting that the cause of his death, George W. Bush, has now opened the Pandora's Box of worldwide pre-emptive strikes. The nation that heretofore counselled the world on WMD moderation is now the aggressor. As it was the role model before, so shall it be the role model now. Enter Pakistan v. India, Israel v. Palestine, Turkey v. Kurdistan, China v. Taiwan, Indonesia v. PNG, North Korea v. whoever, and so on. When these countries step up to the plate to fire the first WMD of their own depends on the Iraqi outcome. I mean, why start a war when one is already capturing CNN's viewers? If Bush wins easily, with few casualties, and then shows even a modicum of compassion for the vanquished, there may be no significant reprisals from terrorists. The trouble with this scenario, is that we already know the "compassion" will be privatised. The US will deal with Iraqi citizens as they deal with their own poor: give them just enough to keep quiet. Any other outcome will lead to a Catch-22 that could blow the human race back to snuffing for tubers and roots. If the war is drawn out, with great casualties, there will be a massive recruitment of young Muslim suicide bombers insane with helplessness and ready to wage holy war on the Great Satan. If Saddam fights back with whatever WMD's he may still have, there may be a momentary realisation that he was the Great Satan, but the recruitment will flourish anyway. And if Saddam manages to lob a chemical spray on Israel, who will of course lob everything it has back, then we will be facing an apocalyptic Jihad, the Armageddon all fundamentalists, Christian, Muslim, and otherwise, have been dying for since they were born. What a pity 41 didn't look to Barbara on the birth of the future 43 and say, "Looks like a dim-witted troublemaker. Let's quietly drown the son of a bitch." |
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