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"For
me, satire is a powerful tool and it's not sufficiently used; it's
not just for late-night jokes but really to promote fundamental change.
And it's inevitable that when you attempt to change the status quo,
you're going to make some people upset. That's the price of change."
"Dubya may not be a rocket scientist, but his handlers learned
the lesson from his father: the crisis must stay or you won't. We're
at war with Eurasia. We've always been at war with Eurasia."
"Bush's
lame response to North Korea has made it quite clear that all he
wants is to invade Iraq again. North Korea may be more dangerous
in fact, but there's no oil there, and it simply doesn't figure
in the grand eschatological design of Bush's theocratic circle.
Pyongyang isn't even in the Bible!"
"You
can make nicely crafted things, whether they're poems, sculptures,
paintings, records, CDs, whatever. But they'll just be that -- nice.
They won't be unwieldy as personal expression often can be."
"What
do a toilet bowl and a woman's vagina have in common? They both
need to be cleaned with Lysol."
"There's
some thing in our psyche, this kind of right or privilege to resolve
our conflicts with violence. There's an arrogance to that concept.
To actually have to sit down and talk, to listen, to compromise,
that's hard work. To go for the gun, that's the cowardly act."
"It's
a done deal. By the end of 2003, Saddam Hussein will either be out
of power or out of the realm of the living. So who's next in line
for the coveted position of dictator -- uh, leader -- of Iraq, home
to the largest supply of crude reserves on Earth? Here's the list
of nominees."
"For
white people, it will be different. They will be advised to refer
to the U.S. Federal Standard 595B Color Chart (or the Ralph Lauren
color chip guide at Home Depot) to determine the range of colors
permissible in a potential spouse."
"I
think that there's been a lot of difficulty in defining what is
American, what is considered American. There's a lot of difficulty
with acceptance within our community of foreignness at this time."
"You
really looking forward to Ashcroft's storm
troopers contradicting the will of our people by knocking over
wheelchairs to confiscate a couple ounces of herb? Bush wants
regime change so bad, I got his regime change right here."
"That's
an issue I'm dealing with here: what is going to happen with this
next generation of kids? What is their culture but media culture?
What hasn't been sanitized and homogenized?"
"Word
comes that brother Cat Stevens refuses to lend his support to
our virtuous jihad. May this turncoat's Peace Train be laden with
explosives and rammed into the Mountain of Mohammed, peace be
upon him. "
"America
embodies mimetic relations of rivalry. The ideology of free enterprise
makes of them an absolute solution. Effective, but explosive.
Competitive relations are excellent if you come out of it the
winner. But if the winners are always the same then, one day,
the losers overturn the game table."
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(Photo:
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Oh,
What a Mess-O-Potamia
by
Ross Levine
As an American,
I've been troubled of late. Not because I'm such a left-field pacifist
that I believe it's feasible for human beings not to make war. And not
because I'm such an Iraqnophobic rightist that I subscribe to the bombs-as-balm
theory, that you can obliterate the world's ills by blowing them up.
No, it's because I'm just your average conflicted citizen listening
to the news and wondering what the hell is going on and how I'm supposed
to feel about:
The Bombs
It's become quite clear that there are many different kinds of bombs
-- smart, big, precise, errant, regular and decap, plus those that fly,
fall, shock, awe, cluster or keep to themselves, not to mention the
mighty bunker-buster -- but they all have one thing in common, their
inner bombness. They explode. If not right away, eventually (which makes
them the gift that keeps on killing). So here we sit before our computer
or television screens as Iraq's architecturally impressive public buildings
are turned into smokehouses, swirling plumes of blackness billowing
into the Baghdadosphere, and suddenly we have a Gollum-Smeagol thing
going on -- yes, we're striking at the evil rulers in order to free
the Iraqis from bondage, but then again, how would we like it if some
superpower did a September 11, 12, 13, 14 and so forth on our own beloved
homeland? I figure Baghdad is slightly older than Indianapolis, so what
priceless edifices might we be destroying? Then again, they asked for
it, those uppity Baath-tards, and besides, our boys and girls are there
now, so there's no standing on humanitarian ceremony -- better the home
team gets obliterated than the visitors (a brilliant strategy, I might
add, that the most compelling reason for making war is that it's wartime).
So in other words,
it's better to have Baghdad burning than New York, and if they'd just
surrender or catch a camel out of town, we wouldn't have to liberate
them anymore. But further blurring the issue, for us Americans, that
is, are the movies we love best; isn't it always the evil empire that
possesses all the big firepower and lays it to the little guys who we
hope and pray will find
the chink in the death star's armor? Shut up, Gollum,
screw off, Smeagol, whose weapons of mass destruction are more precious?
And in the back of our minds, we ask ourselves, if our troops didn't
have all their sophisticated killing apparatus, what would they have?
The sheer will to emancipate the world, to bring the American dream
to everyone from Baghdad to Beijing? What if our dream isn't their dream?
What
if there are people in Iraq who do hate Saddam and aren't Fedayeen but
don't want to see their country remade in America's image?
Not that we could achieve such a thing in short order, turning Nassiriya
into Las Vegas, for example, but maybe their fear of the idea alone
is why they're not throwing down their weapons and selling maps to Saddam's
palaces on every corner.

Get
this monster away from me! "Bush had
obviously worn us down more than he had the 'Irackies.' And then
came his cocky ultimatum -- 48 hours to pack up the kids and go."
(Photo: AP/Haydn West)
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Bush
Although his ascension to the Presidency was a real coup, Bush has outdone
himself selling his war to Congress and the majority of Americans. Granted,
his attempts at pawning it off on the rest of the world have met with
rather limited success (he couldn't pay Turkey to take it), but six
months of reminding us that Saddam is Osama without a beard have finally
broken us down. Whether
the Al Qaeda-Iraq connection materializes or not, it hardly matters,
thanks to Bush's perseverance. Once he moved the troops into Kuwait,
he had his war ipso facto. Even those basically against
it understood what a tremendous waste of money it would be to prepare
for a war and not fight it. Basically, it's a case of "coitus non-interruptus"
-- once we had our manhood inside a Tomahawk launch tube, it was impossible
to pull out without firing. Of course, the situation got mired in the
U.N., what with months of inspections, slide shows and morning masses
from Hans Blix, not to mention the endless repetition of expressions
like "material breach" and "weapons of mass destruction" (where's a
good acronym when you need one?) -- that had all of us in the States
clamoring to "get it over with"; Bush had obviously worn us down more
than he had the "Irackies." And then came his cocky ultimatum -- 48
hours to pack up the kids and go. Perhaps we subconsciously dug his
bravado, which is ultimately why the plot twist of Iraq not rolling
over and playing dead has been such a surprise -- the way Bush and company
were talking, we thought the biggest obstacle to our advance would be
flowers jamming the tracks of our Bradley tanks.
So naturally we
didn't think the war would last more than a few hours or so, or be too
deadly. That's why we're in a bit of a funk now to realize that no matter
how many troops we send over, not all of them are coming home alive.
And no matter how carefully we aim, we do kill innocent people. Supposing
that the road to downtown Baghdad is indeed paved with good intentions,
well, it's already looking pretty hellish. Bush
told us we'd be freeing "Irackies," but we thought he meant from Saddam,
not their own bodies.
Cheney
Where is he? Perhaps visiting his non-openly openly gay daughter? Before
the war, he popped up on talk shows now and then, to regale us with
his optimistic forecasts, but lately, well, surely
he's not partying with his Halli-pals as they celebrate their lucrative
contracts to rebuild Iraq (foreigners need not apply)
-- even if, based on their expertise, it may be justifiable to give
Halliburton and friends the job, how can we not squirm to see the foxes
placed in charge of the fowl? If it looks fishy to us, imagine how it
looks to the rest of the world (not that we care, but still). Then again,
Cheney put energy policy in the hands of energy companies; it only stands
to reason we'd put the spoils of war in the fingers of profiteers.

Look
everyone, I can only honestly answer questions that fit into this
box. "Being the straight-talker that
he is, of course we wanted to believe everything Rumsfeld said.
The fact that Iraqis, it seems, prefer sabotage to surrender,
well -- instead of coming out and admitting he was wrong, Rummy
blames our enemy for cheating." (Photo: AP/Dennis Cook)
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Rumsfeld
He claims it wasn't his fault that we thought we only had to attack
Baghdad and not Iraq. And word is that, after making so pointed a distinction
between the new and old Europe, he divided warfare into the same categories,
the "old" fought by a military bogged down by armies and men, the "new"
a sleek, trimmed-down force mopping up after smart bombs and mentally
gifted missiles do their work. Are we, the American public, so naïve
as to believe that technology is omnipotent enough to win our wars without
us sacrificing a single grunt? Of course we are -- has technology ever
betrayed us? OK, forget global warming, environmental destruction, species
extinction, carcinogenic pollutants, three-legged frogs, nuclear holocausts,
genocide, poisoned children, black lung -- on the whole, technology
is our best buddy. And Rumsfeld being the straight-talker that he is,
of course we wanted to believe everything he said. The fact that Iraqis,
it seems, prefer sabotage to surrender, well -- instead of coming out
and admitting he was wrong, Rummy blames our enemy for cheating (a subject
I'll get to in a sec). Was he trying to keep the price down by not bringing
in enough men? Or did he really buy all that "schlock and awe" malarkey
he tried to impress us (and a fight-to-the-death dictator) with?
The Generals,
Colonels, et al.
These are the military men with deep, unflappable voices who brief us
daily on the progress of the campaign. Much has already been made of
their Hollywood set in Doha, Qatar (which, depending on who you talk
to, is pronounced "Welcome Back, Kotter," "Coast Guard cutter, " "catarrh"
or "cater"). We certainly look forward to seeing them there; they are
so reassuringly self-composed. They tell us just what we want to hear,
what we're desperate to hear: Everything is going according to plan,
we're making good progress, there is nothing happening that we cannot
handle. Sandstorms, suicide bombers, guerilla soldiers in Toyota pick-ups
-- not a problem. We are the good guys, they insist, and we believe
them, even those of us who remember Westmoreland and crew insisting
victory in Vietnam was right around the rice paddy, where it remained
for nearly a decade. Not that this could be another Vietnam -- Reagan
himself (perhaps with an Alzheimered eye to the nuclear button) promised
no more of those -- but maybe the generals are being too careful, trying
overly hard to seem more like do-gooders than fighting men, insisting
they have no intention of hurting people. I don't think you can fight
a war in a country of over 20 million people crammed into a narrow valley
without some collateral gut-spillage. We know that but we try to block
it out, though with every pre-empted civilian life, we are painfully
reminded this is a pre-emptive war. And how long can our fighting men
put up with soldiers in civilian clothes carrying out ambushes and suicide
bombings before we're in My Lai land again? The more confident the generals
behave, the more we suspect they're lying. Suppose they say the enemy
is fighting hard, we're altering our strategy, we aren't as prepared
as we might have been? At least we could believe them. But when you're
in a hospital bed and everybody insists you're fine without telling
you when you're coming home, well, that's when you know your days are
numbered.

Have
I told you lately that I love you? "If
this were The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, Blair would
have the Jimmy Stewart role, he being an authentic advocate for
civilization, as opposed to John Wayne Bush who, in the end, is
the one who actually shoots Liberty." (Photo: AP/Susan Walsh)
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Tony Blair
At least we're not completely alone, and Blair, who is English and therefore
sounds vaguely intelligent, lends some legitimacy to the conflict. (As
do those British soldiers with their petrified upper lips: "I say, we're
on the outskirts of Basra, we have absolutely no control over the city,
there are militia fighters everywhere, the citizenry have no food or
water, but things are going just splendidly.") If this were The Man
Who Shot Liberty Valance, Blair would have the Jimmy Stewart role,
he being an authentic advocate for civilization, as
opposed to John Wayne Bush who, in the end, is the one who actually
shoots Liberty (sorry, couldn't
help myself). Whether Bush will end up plugging Saddam in the grand
finale is anyone's guess, but I think many Americans hope Blair's more
cooperative world vision prevails over Bush's. If it weren't for Blair,
the war in Iraq would seem considerably more imperialistic that it already
does, especially given Collin Powel's recent use of the word "dominating"
to describe the U.S. role in the governing of sans-Saddam Iraq.
Saddam Hussein
We try to see him as Hitler, and he's surely just as cruel, but whether
he's dead or alive, why can't he make a fiery, tyrant-like speech now
and then? He just sits there and moves his mouth like some understated
pervert, and OK, he shares power with his own family, but haven't the
Bushes done as much? Hitler was laughable too until he blitzkrieged
Poland, and obviously, we didn't want to wait until Saddam was marching
into Trenton to confront him, but, considering
he came to power in the late '70s, we can't help but wonder why it took
so long for him to become the anti-Christ. His threat
to Israel has certainly been more than apparent since the early '90s,
when he lobbed missiles at Tel Aviv -- yet it wasn't until last year
that suddenly the security of the entire world depended on his demise.
We realize that anyone who has more than one palace is either a ruthless
dictator or the CEO of an American company, and certainly all those
pictures of him that our soldiers keep ripping down lend a 1984ish quality
to the society he has so mercilessly engineered. We cringe to see the
rest of the world and the peaceniks giving him moral legitimacy by describing
him as the leader of a besieged nation, although now we can't help but
see him that way, at least to some degree; basically, many of us wish
we hadn't been put in the position of either supporting a war justified
with fuzzy math or supporting a murderous despot. When Saddam, or one
of the many pseudo-Saddams he's purported to employ, talks of cutting
off the head of the snake, we start to understand that demonization
is a two-way street that's dangerous in any direction.
Embedded Reporters
So nice of the Pentagon to ferry the press around. Perhaps they wanted
to subject doves on the home front to byte after byte of the Iraqi welcome
wagon. Or maybe they just wanted the cameras rolling when the nerve
gas hit the fan. They may now regret their decision, given that the
reporters are overhearing officers and enlisted men complain of insufficient
supplies and ferocious resistance. They may be ready to kick the media
out of bed, but I doubt it. With the reporters' lives dependent on the
soldiers, the reporting tends to be fairly laudatory; in fact, reporters
are sounding like the troops, using military euphemisms such as "softening
up" to describe, I suppose, the gentle massaging we're giving the enemy
divisions. In my opinion, the army and the press being together twixt
the sheets may result in yet another permutation of "don't ask, don't
tell," thus putting
the kibosh, at least for now, on the real war happening so many time
zones away.

Taking
a rubber bullet for peace. "It seems
we can tolerate people protesting a war until one starts. Then,
suddenly, they're traitors who are not supporting our troops and
become objects of national derision. There is an appalling logic
here -- that it's OK to speak your mind at a theoretical level,
but once you start referencing actual realities, you're an enemy
of the state." (Photo: Reuters/Tim Wimborne)
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The Protesters
It seems we can tolerate people protesting a war until one starts. Then,
suddenly, they're traitors who are not supporting our troops and become
objects of national derision. There is an appalling logic here -- that
it's OK to speak your mind at a theoretical level, but once you start
referencing actual realities, you're an enemy of the state. In
other words, free speech is OK in general but not in particular.
Considering we're fighting this war to supposedly instill democracy
in the Arab world, it's ironic that we're so frightened of it here.
When
Michael Moore gave his little spiel at the Oscars, most
of America saw it as an affront to our principles, when in fact it was
really an affirmation of them. Or can it be that we can't have our freedom
fries and eat them, too? Of course, on the other side of the fence,
let's hope the peace movement will desist from turning this latest crisis
into just another dawning of the Age of Aquarius.
Rules of Engagement
I've saved the best topic for last. The civilized world sat down in
1949 and came up with rules for fighting wars, and though, at first
thought, that might seem as sensible as anarchists convening a constitutional
convention, well, if you think about it, even war can have its excesses.
The irony is, of course, that it's OK to kill your enemy, but if that
fails and you capture him, the world expects you to suddenly be concerned
for his welfare. But forgetting all that, is it realistic to expect
a militarily inferior nation like Iraq to, in the face of such disparate
odds, not resort to certain un-kosher tactics? Wasn't it our own beloved
Indiana Jones who, confronted with a sword-wielding warrior, took out
his gun and shot him? The audience roared with delight, because in wartime,
honor is not a matter of playing by the rules, it's just a question
of fighting any way you can for whichever side or cause you happen to
believe in. We mustn't forget that our capable leaders, believing that
the Iraqis might very well use chemical weapons against us, could not
possibly have dismissed the possibility of "lesser" infractions, like
dressing as civilians, using women and children as shields, or depending
more on Toyotas than tanks. And returning to the topic I began with
-- bombs -- do the Iraqis per chance have any right to claim that we're
violating the rules of war by dropping too many of them? What kind of
rules can these be that allow the unlimited release of explosives but
prohibit one's adversaries from not lining up in uniform to be shot?
And of course I'm
not the first one to say that the U.S., by appearing to have skirted
the United Nations in order to act on its plan, has suggested to the
world that rules are made to be broken. How do we Americans feel about
this? Some of us are no doubt glad to be free of the shackles of that
international Star Wars bar the U.N., dismissing it as a bunch of Third
World bandidos who despise us anyway. But the fact is, there is a world
out there, and we are part of it, like it or not. And hopefully we won't
be reminded of that any time soon, at least not the way we were a year
and a half ago. It's not our fault we're strong and prosperous (or,
as Jerry Falwell suggested, just promiscuous and gay), but it may very
well be our fault that, in not turning to war as a last resort, the
unavoidable horrors that come with it are seen not so much as something
that can't be helped, but rather something not (in our eyes) heinous
enough to stand in our way. The War on Terror, which began with people
hurling themselves from the burning Trade Center, now finds dead American
soldiers lying in the sand and the lives of Iraqi innocents snuffed
out by, yes, weapons of mass destruction, albeit from Raytheon and not
Saddam.
Does this mean I'm
against getting rid of him? Not at all. But there is a price for it,
and covering up the Guernica mural at the United Nations can't hide
it. At the next Geneva Convention, perhaps they can write the rules
of peace, but I'm afraid there are a lot of nations who won't sign on,
including, most notably, my own.
08 April 03
Ross M. Levine is
an author, Marcel Proust marathoner and manatee-hugger who feels safer
on the edge; i.e., in New York or California. He agrees with the King
of Brobdingnag that we're "the most pernicious race of odious vermin to
crawl the surface of the Earth." He thinks Americans have too much freedom
-- fries, that is.
The
Bottom Line
Here's a hard question for the war hawks. Just where
exactly is Dick Cheney? After all, he was cozy with
Saddam as recently as a few years ago. Arianna Huffington
-- and millions of inquiring minds not ready for another
oil war -- would like to know . . . MORE
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Reality
War TV
According to Tommy Franks, the television war
to end all television wars has begun. But just how far removed
are embeds, video game graphics and images
of dead soldiers from snuff films? And how much will
that mediation denature what may be the bloodiest
conflict since Vietnam? . . . MORE
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The
Spoils of War
Before a bunker buster was launched, the Busheviks
had already lined up a few corporations to divvy up
the billion-dollar government contracts to rebuild
Iraq. But there was no bidding war -- the prizes simply
went to fat-cat donors. Does anyone else smell a master
plan here? Arianna Huffington does . . . MORE
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Corporate
America's Most Wanted
There are many financial wizards in our world that
you should take advice from, but these swindlers are definitely
not some of them. Together they've given offshore tax shelters
front-page coverage, ruined the lives (and accounts)
of millions, and helped rebuild Saddam's Iraq, only
to deny it later. Be afraid. Very afraid . . . MORE
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Name
That Regime!
They've greedily sold chemical weapons with but one purpose
in mind: to kill as many humans as possible at once. Plus,
they've imprisoned thousands of their citizens up without
due process. So exactly who are these civil liberty
party animals? . . . MORE
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The
Gunfight at the Iraqi Corral
With terms like "cowboy" and "outlaw"
being thrown America's way from, well, just about everyone,
now's the time to pitch the Western that the Bush
dynasty has been filming for two decades. After all, you can't
trust wimps like "old Europe" to deliver
justice at the end of a barrel . . . MORE
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