I am becoming increasingly convinced that this fiasco with U.S. troops attacking a wedding party was just that, an attack on a wedding party. Nothing more.
This shit has got to stop.
"BAGHDAD (Reuters) - New video footage showing Iraqis celebrating a desert wedding raised more questions Monday about a U.S. air strike last week that killed about 40 people.The U.S. military insisted most of the dead were foreign guerrilla fighters who had slipped over the nearby Syrian border. Local people say the Americans massacred wedding guests.
U.S. Brig. Gen. Mark Kimmitt said Monday some kind of celebration could have been going on during the day but after midnight 'the activities that we saw happening on the ground were somewhat inconsistent with a wedding party.'"
What does that last quote mean? If it was a celebration during the day, activities after midnight are going to be....quiet? Winding down?
Damn I want this war to end. So I'll leave you with this verse from Operation Ivy.
There's a war going down between my brothers tonight
I dont want no war going down tonight
Civilization ha I call it as I see it
I call it bullshit you know I still cannot believe it
Our evolution now has gone the way of hate
A world evolved resolved in this stupid fate
Stop this war
All so different yeah I say we're all the same
All caught you know in the division game
Self destruction fast impending like a bullet
No one can stop it once its fired no one can control it
Stop this war
A final word, wait it's not a call to action
We aint no sect we aint no fucking faction
Unity unity you've heard it all before
This time it's not exclusive we want to stop a war
Maria--
To me the sad sad sad part is not that we are at war unjust, but that we collectively as the opposition force have failed to organize the semblance of protest, that we sit on our fat or fit asses and sneer and smugly jingle our keys in our pant pockets thinking of the fine filet of whatever we enjoyed last night or damn! that girl's got fine titties we saw at lunch, and waiting for the next episode of whatever the fuck because we really like Mike, he's such a great actor and anyway its the only show I watch and we finger our keyboards and peck and scratch like pigeons in Central Park waiting for the eagle to strike! and snuff out our lives. Got to do something to stop this jacked up war, my dear.
I'm not usually a conspiracy theorist, but on the way things have turned out I get this uncomfortable feeling that somebody's planned how to make us subservient and satisfied, passive and patriotic. Was it TV? Computers? Too much work? Where was the turning point when we went from being actviely involved in the real to being subversively subjected to some facade? I feel like those guys in the cave in the Plato allegory--they can only see the shadows on the wall and they think that's real living. Damn, look at reality TV and California's TV governor--out o' whack.
Stay cool.
Posted by: Thomas at May 24, 2004 06:10 PM