Too much suffering already. We have to think about the rest of the world, we are the only ones who can stop this criminal administration.
http://www.truthout.org/docs_04/101204A.shtmlWilliam Rivers Pitt, Truthout.org:
" Almost 40,000 human beings in total are either dead or damaged, sacrificed on the altar of George W. Bush's lies. How many new names, words and phrases have entered the American lexicon since this began? Shock and Awe. Valerie Plame. Abu Ghraib. Yellowcake. PNAC.
There is an old word which applies to the whole situation: Shame.
Shame on this administration for exploiting our fears after September 11 in order to get this war. Shame on them for lying to us all, day after day, for all this time. Shame on them for refusing to admit, even today, that we have embarked upon a disastrous course. Shame on every company which barnstormed to profit from this war by way of our tax dollars. Shame on our 'journalists,' who failed completely to report the truth that has been lying fallow since July of 2002 and before.
Shame on any American who continues to support this administration and its policies. Shame on us all if these policies are allowed to continue after November. No administration, in the history of the nation, has been less deserving of support or approval than the one which currently fouls the corridors of power in Washington D.C.
As for myself, I am almost bereft of words. I have spent every day of the last two years working against the invasion, the occupation, and the lies that rode shotgun . I have met the soldiers forced to fight it, now returned home with their trust in the commander-in-chief gutted. I have met the mothers and fathers, the sons and daughters, the brothers and sisters, the wives and husbands of the dead and wounded. I have felt their tears on my shoulder, and I have read their anguished words in letters and emails beyond counting. I have borne bloody witness to this horror, and it has left me scarred.
Hunter S. Thompson, when confronting the now-quaint scandal of Watergate, wrote about, "a compulsion to do something like drive down to the White House and throw a bag of live rats over the fence." I know how he felt, and yet my emotions range far beyond a desire for actions of mere symbolism. Cassandra, I am sure, wanted to tear her hair and scream, wanted to lash out, wanted to do anything that would re-make the world into a place where the truths she described were believed before the blood began to flow. I know how she felt, as well.
I am left with the memory of Bobby Kennedy, who faced the crowd in Indianapolis and had to tell them Martin Luther King Jr. had been assassinated. All across the nation, news of King's murder led to riot and ruin. That night in Indianapolis, there was only a quiet mourning and a determination to continue the fight.
Kennedy, sharing of his own pain after the murder of his brother, spoke the words of Aeschylus: "He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."
Perhaps, in our suffering, we have learned. Perhaps, one day, Mr. Bush and his people will come to know that wisdom which is brought by the awful grace of God.
I will take comfort in three truths: I tried to stop this thing. I stood with millions of Americans, and with millions more around the world, all of whom created the largest public opposition to a war that has ever been seen on Earth. I have no intention of offering any kind of surrender.
There will be a reckoning. "
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