Wednesday, March 23, 2005

What's New, Caribou?

On a cold still night, if you listen, you can hear the Screams From The Wilderness echoing across the tundra. Not like the soft, gentle breezes of the blue caribe, the Screams often take the form of a chilling blast of cold, clear, insight... and a healthy dose of justifiable rage.

Scream about America's use of nuclear weapons in Iraq!

When the uranium bullets, missiles, or bombs hit something or explode most of the radioactive uranium turns instantly into very, very small dust particles, too fine to even see (they call it: uranium oxide, that's the really bad stuff). When US troops or Iraqis breathe even a tiny amount into their lungs, as little as One Gram, it is the same as getting an X-Ray every hour for the rest of their shortened life.

The uranium cannot be removed, there is no treatment, there is no cure. The uranium will long outlast the veterans' and the Iraqis' bodies though; for, you see, it lasts virtually forever.

How many Nagasaki Bombs equal the Radiation in the 2003 Iraq war? Answer: About 250,000 Nagasaki Bombs.

The American Military knew the symptoms of radiation poisoning in 1943 too; starting with the irritated sore throat through to an agonizing death from being cooked from the inside out.

Every year about this time the Southern winds leave a fine desert sand on the windshields of cars parked outside in Africa then Continental Europe and Britain. Soon this sand dust will carry a surprise. Thanks to the Americans. Thanks to us. We did this to the world. And, we wonder why they hate and despise us so.

Scream about waging holy wars for the neocon empire!

“As thousands gathered to hear Mr. Bush extol ‘freedom’ in Washington, D.C., security preparations had transformed the Capitol into what the New York Times called ‘a steel cocoon.’ Missile launchers defended the skies; manhole covers were welded shut to secure the streets. Militarized police, metal detectors, body searches, and other stigmata of the garrison state were on full display. Performers in the inaugural parade were instructed not to do so much as look directly at the president, lest they be regarded as security threats.”

It was in such an environment that Dubya exhorted us to bring freedom to the world... Contrary to neocon spin, we did not go to bed on September 10, 2001 innocently minding our own business... When you have troops in 130 countries around the world, you will inevitably have a few people hacked off at you. Because those who are hacked off at us lack the wherewithal to conquer us, they settle for making our lives miserable. Terror is a tactic dating back to the French Revolution. To think you can end terror by means of military adventurism is equivalent to thinking you can teach whales to tap dance.

"...The price of empire is terror. The price of occupation is terror. The price of interventionism is terror.”

Which brings me to another question: where do we get this idea that an American empire will be permanent? Not from the Brits, Greeks, Romans or Soviets [or the Japanese].

And if you're tired of arguing with the arrogant and the egotistical, Scream about this!

No concept lies more firmly embedded in our national character than the notion that the USA is "No. 1,"... Any office seeker saying otherwise would be committing political suicide. In fact, anyone saying otherwise will be labeled "un-American"... We're an "empire"... that must borrow $2 billion a day from its competitors in order to function. Yet the delusion is ineradicable. We're No. 1. No. 1? In most important categories we're not even in the Top 10 anymore. Not even close. The USA is "No. 1" in nothing but weaponry, consumer spending, debt, and delusion.

The northern lights might hurt your eyes sometimes, but they can be beautiful. Honest.

2 comments:

Mike of the North said...

Thanks for links SheaNC! I'm flattered :)

Unknown said...

And the list gets longer...scream about the loss of old growth wilderness...

Scream about the dependence on fosil fuels.....

It makes my heart hurt, which is why I blog.