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Aquarian
Weekly 4/29/09
REALITY CHECK
LAST
WORDS ON THE UNITED STATES OF TORTURE
As
usual, everyone has this torture thing wrong. The Right conveniently
paints it as "special tactics to ensure security" and The Left
predictably sees it as "indefensible war crimes". These
simple designations have not changed in the nearly eight years
that have passed since The Jihad came home to Lower Manhattan.
All the denials by the Bush Administration to last week's release
of "classified memos" dealing with a host of rough-and-tumble
action on the coastline of Cuba has added up to a spectacular
load of shit. As is the subsequent shock, outrage, and surprise
we express when faced with the inevitable truths of existence.
But we're all entitled to our opinions and our perspectives, but
not so much entitled to our own facts.
Let's
get at least one of these inconvenient facts settled; this idea
that the United States is above anything nasty and underhanded
in the realm of warfare or just about all else one can conjure
up is living a wondrous fantasy someone, maybe your school teachers,
your church, your parents, or a radio talk show host has led you
to believe.
No
worries. This is why I'm here.
Time
to curb your flag-waving Pollyanna for July 4, and leave the rest
to the people who made the revolution possible. It helps take
the edge off.
You
know how hard it is to maintain Power status when you've been
hit in the kisser by the Little Guy and then spend all your time
and energy avenging it, only to come up broke and weakened by
the terrible truth that you ain't all that Big and you're days
may indeed be numbered? I have seen it from the playgrounds to
the halls of governance. It is not pretty. And it never produces
anything close to good feelings or sober responses. Humans who
have felt the smooth brilliance of the Brass Ring slip off a digit
tend to practice the art of crazy.
The
whole notion of torturing human beings for information or a deterrent
to future terrorist activities are dime-store rationalizations
for the insatiable need to inflict a pound of flesh for one surrendered.
It is brutally feral and a unique insight into our more bitter
demons, something we have nourished like our yearning to breathe
free lo these two-plus centuries. It is no more a tactic as it
is for the bully in class to take your own fist and punch you
repeatedly in the face, reciting the beloved query; "Why are you
hitting yourself?"
Moreover,
this is a nation built on the primacy of the human spirit to make
one's decisions free from the judgment of someone else's parameters;
Live & Let Live, Power To The People, Let Freedom Ring. This is
a country like none other in the annals of civilization in that
the rugged individualist can pursue the dreams and aspirations
of what he/she strives to accomplish on his/her own merits, damned
be the naysayers and full speed ahead.
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We
are the world's drug; the true opiate of the masses. We're
the dangerously mercurial lover that is untrustworthy and
vindictive, but so goddamned fun.
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This
brings me to the second and most vitally undeniable fact: Anyone
signing onto a Holy War as a martyr deluxe does so with the understanding
that they are not only expected to be tortured, but hopefully
die in the process. That is the very definition of religious martyr.
This is their sole and divine purpose. Everyone needs a Pontius
Pilate to help nudge along the destiny. It is a simple Yin/Yang
equation. The world at large, certainly the United States, didn't
demand that these people choose this route. It is not our place
as a society or its government to deny them their goals, especially
if they are doing so under their own free will, a marvelous concept
protected and heralded by our forefathers and branded in word
and deed for 233 glorious years.
This,
of course, includes freedom to worship without hindrance. Spirituality
is a funny thing; it cannot be and should not be defined. The
mysteries are deep and we as an evolved and rational people need
to accept this. Some go a-churchin', some fast, some get out rugs
and pray, others run around with signs or pump fists, and then
there are those who go in for the hardcore theology, The Jihad.
Strict Freudians call this Playing For Keeps.
Understandably,
it is hard for an occasional weekend worshiper to comprehend the
expanding soul of the religious extremist, no matter what the
faith. These are the True Believers who use this life to attain
the mystical Part II, because somewhere along the line Part I
has either failed them or someone possessing enough charm has
convinced them of this. It is the ticket they purchase to be part
of the international mischief making. Suicide is like chocolate
ice cream to these people. They have no sense of what else exists
beyond The Mission. These types of creatures have given up anything
resembling our empathy and certainly given up the scant refuge
of The Law or what you and me dabbling in the real world might
call Rights.
This is the trade off for the Holy Freedom Fighter. They want
to bleed, suffer and die. Their dreams are something akin to Mel
Gibson's: Gore = Salvation. This doesn't change when they're busted
and out of options. Religious conviction is above The Law. It
is beyond our notion of Rights. It is The Truth and it will set
one free, or so it goes.
So
let's stop thinking that there is anything we can do to "help"
those who sign on to mass murder in a blaze of self-mutilation
for a place in heaven. They don't need to be saved. That is condescending
patronization of the most elitist order.
If
anything, the idea that we're still talking about these people
in the present tense is remarkable. I made the tidy suggestion
seven years or so ago that we should have led them into the desert
and have them dig their own graves and then shoot them. We have
denied them their place in the Great Hall of Lunatics, and there
is no telling what price we shall pay to The Lord God when the
final screed is read, but enough about existential madness.
The
very notion that we hide from enacting vengeance and mayhem on
mutants is sad and unnecessary. Whom are we trying to impress?
The UN? Amnesty International? Green Peace? Bono?
Look,
I have belonged to, given cash to, and worked for Amnesty International
for decades. I support the freeing of artists, writers, spiritual
leaders, and all other oppressed peoples across this miserable
globe, but not one of these individuals have overtly positioned
themselves as terrorists, despite whatever despotic regime dubs
them so.
The
rest are up for grabs; torture, death, you name it.
If I were a card-carrying Jihadist, I'd expect nothing less.
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