One Woman’s Lament f or Haiti

By Teresa Simon-Noble

OpEdNews.Com

Haiti brings back the f or gotten art of grieving as its mountains burn, its democracy is trampled by the jackbooted march of an ousted police chief who is supp or ted and financed in the armed take over of the tiny nation by the Bush coup machinery bent on gaining c or p or ate power and control of the impoverished nation nestled atop the Caribbean topography, criminally ousting its democratically elected leader.

 

Haiti —another case of Bush chutzpah!

 

Another case of financing and arming criminal thugs in or der to get what the Bushes want—a pattern established by Ge or ge Herbert Walker Bush during his Iran-Contra out of the loop st or y—in which the end justifies the means, or the Bush I don’t give a hoot about the means to get there as long as I get there.  Nothing new with this same, tired, old Bush st or y.

 

Aristide, an ex-priest who gave education and health care f or Haitians top pri or ity status as staple benefits of his presidency to Haiti’s people, is told by the Bush coup machinery, through the voices of U.S. Marines present at the scene and those of insurgents better known as criminals with an ax to grind, that he better leave Haiti now or he will be killed along with many of the constituents who supp or t him.

 

Sensing perhaps the presence of the Ton ton Macute alongside the Bush coup machinery, Aristide cries out f or international help in stabilizing his country—but the international community at the United Nations perhaps by now acclimated with the Bush coup machinery modus operandi is slow to respond and his cries f or help fall flat on deaf ears; the silence of their response is shockingly stunning.

 

Thugs and Marines manage to enter Aristide’s home in the still, foggy hours of a Caribbean dawn.  Again they tell him he had better leave Haiti now or be killed along with many of his constituents.

 

With his m or al and political leg broken by the Bush coup machinery which enters his home conjointly with a band of USA paid political thugs, Aristide, through f or ce and intimidation, loneliness and lack of supp or t, is lead through the patchy fog of a Haitian dawning to an airplane which flies him, ironically, untold hours and many miles back to the blackness of his ancestry in a Central Africa nation where no friends are waiting f or him, no supp or ters, no press, no telephones, no microphones.  

 

In the nation of Central Africa Republic , rep or tedly a nation closely associated with Ge or ge Walker Bush (and now a partner in this new Bush crime?), Aristide is housed by his capt or s in what to him has become a mottled castle.  The Palace of the Renaissance as it is called, from wherein, courtesy of someone who slips him a cell phone, the first wailing cries of a man deposed and ridiculed by the Bush administration is heard by our beloved Maxine Waters and our equally beloved Charles Rangel, as well as by Aristide’s friend Randall Robinson.

 

Contrary to what the television netw or ks have been rep or ting, he tells each of them, in clear w or ds, I DID NOT RESIGN. I WAS ABDUCTED. THE MARINES CAME AND I WAS TOLD THAT I MUST GO NOW.

 

He leaves out accusat or y w or ds like, there was no one there to defend me.  No one came to the rescue of my presidency, or of our Haitian Democracy.  No one came to the rescue of my country from the hands of a resurrecting Ton ton Macute.  No one came to the rescue of my country from the chaos and dis or der planted in its midst by the Bush coup machinery—not one soul through the lonely hour of my crucifixion was there to bid me supp or t, spare me the embarrassment, anoint my democracy in the oil of legitimacy. No. Aristide’s w or ds are simple.  They simply are, I DID NOT RESIGN. I WAS ABDUCTED.

 

W or ds that fall flat in the hollowness of heart of the Miles O’Brien of the w or ld—Miles O’Brien, the CNN anch or who, in foolhardy boldness, challenges Representative Waters and asks her point blank whether she believes Aristide; his w or ds, or the conversation that he’s had with her from his place of confinement in the nation of Central Africa, or his charge that the United States f or ced him to leave the country, or his statement that he in fact did not resign the presidency of his beloved Caribbean Island Nation: Haiti but was told by Marines and others that he had to leave now or be killed.

 

W or ds that are laughed at by the Paggliacci-like stand of one Scott McClellan who, in answer to several rep or ters’ questions as to whether Aristide was in fact f or ced out of Haiti by the United States , replies: “That is Nonsense!”

 

W or ds which are sc or ned and laughed at by Mr. Cheney who during a round of interviews with CNN’s Wolf Blitzer, MSNBC Lester Holt, and Fox News calls pointedly calls Aristide a liar and turning the tables on him says that Aristide had begun to surround Haitian streets with criminal elements (of his dissolved Ton ton macute, one wonders?) not fav or able to Haitian democracy. 

 

W or ds which are equally laughed at and dismissed by one Donald Rumsfeld, who, hamming it up f or the television cameras during a news conference states, “NO. Aristide was not led away in handcuffs.”

 

W or ds which, acc or ding to Colin Powell, are OUTRAGEOUS, despite the fact that it was he, Colin Powell, who outrageously lied to the w or ld when he was in hot pursuit of Iraqi oil and of an excuse f or Bush Boy to fight Saddam Hussein to finish the fight that Colin Powell and Bush One did not finish in 1991.

 

Ridiculing is one way to minimize a charge.   It is something that perpetrat or s do when they are found out by victims who bring up charges against them.

 

Bush, Powell, Rumsfeld, Cheney, McClellan, Blitzer, O’Brien and untold other television pundits and personality anch or s know it very well.  Having no leg to stand on, f or not one of the Bush characters is able to state with a straight face, NO WE DID NOT FORCE ARISTIDE OUT, they res or t to cackling in the face of truth, dist or ting and manipulating the questions that need to be asked and even inflaming public opinion by having anch or s and television personalities cast doubt on Aristide’s accounting of his ousting from Haiti by the Bush coup machinery. 

 

With fingers crossed behind their backs, like those of liars not wanting to be found out, they posture Aristide’s w or ds as OUTRAGEOUS but keep him away from the press and from the United Nations where he should be able to publicly state his st or y while demanding a serious investigation into his ousting.

 

By pitting the w or ds of the black president of an impoverished nation against the virtues of the symbolic American eagle, they plant the image in many an American mind of Aristide as a sc or ned president spewing lies about the Bush coup machinery in or der to save face and clear his name while they, the perpetrat or s, do not accept responsibility f or their actions in the ending of Aristide’s presidency and of Haiti’s Democracy.

 

In cutting sh or t Haiti’s Democracy and Aristide’s dreams of health and education f or many Haitians, the caravan of Pinocchio characters which has seated itself at the White House plans to make out like bandits while exploiting an untold number of Haitians who will be barred from entering the United States by offering them outsourced jobs f or which they will be paid only pennies a day and offered no health benefits and no education plans.

 

Teresa Simon-Noble fchiok@bellsouth.net is a computer activist for peace and social justice. She is a f or mer mental health clinician.  A poet and a freelance writer, her w or k has been published in several online publications. This article is copyright by Teresa Simon-Noble,  originally published by opednews.com Permission is granted to forward this or to place it on a website as long as the article is included intact, including this statement.