The Senate report on torture and the subsequent national discussion is the lovechild of a howl and a smirk.
Proud Papas out there can now openly discuss their son or daughter's patriotic duty violating the rectum
of one or another evil "terrorist." How many proud parents will now be able to display their child's torture toys on the Christmas mantle, above the brightly brimming stockings?
Look out now for bumper stickers reading: "Proud Parent of CIA Torturer".
George Bush, Cheney, et. al, and now Obama, have stolen, once and for all, America's actual and perceived goodness -- the jig is up, we are just as "evil" as all the rest. I feel today as I did forty-five years ago watching news reports of what we were doing to Vietnamese citizens. We've obviously never been good -- we just have a damn good time telling each other that we are.
It is bad enough that we send our children out to kill, but to send men or women out to sodomize is way, way beyond the pale. Waterboarding and all the rest are horrible enough but, rectal feeding? This is exceptionally bad because it is now being made banal and defended, exposing a national inclination to depravity and sadism. But how could we expect better from a nation that force feeds its young folks violence and lies, about us being exceptional. The concept of American exceptionalism is now being literally rammed up the asses of those we deem inferior and bad or threatening.
Someone's son or daughter left another human being to freeze to death on a concrete floor.
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Killing is obviously no big deal anymore. It is celebrated and applauded and glorified. I guess this is the logical next step -- we will now accept and tolerate torture. The Conservative Right and others in this country that defend torture have lost a rational view of themselves as Americans -- they have become a twisted perversion of what it means to be an American. They are Neo-Americans -- the inevitable result of this nation not sending George, Condi, Dick, and Don
to the Hague to answer to humanity for inhumanity.
As a child I was greatly effected by watching the film, 'Judgment At Nuremberg'
the cinematic dramatization of the Trial of Nazis in Nuremberg, Germany at the end of World War II. Watching this film, even as child, was a more "American" moment for me than cherry trees or flags -- we were the good guys, we knew the difference between right and wrong and we would fight for it.
There were two moments in my young life that I felt strongly, viscerally the thrill of being American. One was being in a goose hunting expedition with Leon "Colonel" Jaworski, the special prosecutor during the Watergate trials and a German war crimes prosecutor. The other was standing at the counter of a department store in Houston at about eight years old with my grandfather and looking up and realizing I was standing next to the astronaut, John Glenn. Where are folks of this stature today -- oddly and ironically these shoes are being filled by Senator John McCain. But not really ironic or odd -- he understands suffering.
The 1933 surreal documentary film, 'Las Hurdes, Tierra Sin Pan'
, Spanish filmmaker, Luis Bunuel, documents a small village wedding ceremony with the bridegroom on horseback riding through the crowd, reaching up and decapitating a hanging, struggling rooster. The wedding crowd is nonchalantly accepting of the ceremony, which makes it all the more disturbing and grotesque. The surreal and very disturbing discussions in the media defending torture or obfuscating brought this scene to mind yesterday, especially listening to CIA Chief Brennen dance around the truth and reality of what has been done. The idea of us, the dream of us as a noble, "Christian" people is being decapitated by National and suburban barbarism.
We, Americans (Right and Left) have allowed fools, syncophants and sociopaths to systematically destroy the best of what we are and can be.
P.S. Oh, and by the way, all you American parents that are sending your children off to fight in foreign lands... remember the old saying that goes, "Don't do as I do, do as I say", -- I doubt that translates well.
(Article changed on December 13, 2014 at 08:27)
Kevin is (writing about yourself in the third person (illeism) is a trip) an artist/writer/carpenter and frustrated songwriter living in Johnson City, Texas. His latest frustrating songwriting attempt is titled, "I Touched the Hand That Touched (more...)
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