November 08, 2003
Weekend Edition:Wesley Clark Talks Some Much Needed
Sense About Iraq
& Mingus Talks Writing With
Colette
Rough week for the Yanks in Iraq - 36 dead soldiers.
And they
almost lost their top lawyer, two-star general,
Maj. Gen. Thomas Romig.
Gee. That would have been a shame.
Hmmm. There may even be a few right wing Yanks
wishing they could trade the Black Hawk that went
down for the one that didn't. But what do I know?
Maureen Dowd of the NY Times supported Mingus'
statement about keeping the war nice and sanitized.
Good
Stuff.
And for those who think that perhaps I have nothing
good to say about the American presence in Iraq,
here's something from Presidential contender Wesley
Clark, who ACTUALLY HAS A SOLID
PLAN TO GET OUT OF IRAQ. Although I think
the American invasion of Iraq was an abhorrent
thing in so many ways, I believe that if America
pulls out of Iraq prematurely,the entire MidEast
region will turn into a royal, genocidal nightmare
of warring tribes and jihad-bent warlords. Sort
of like the Afghanistan abortion.
It's time for the Yanks to be men about what they've
done, suck up the casualties, spend huge numbers
of dollars on reconstruction and try to put together
what they so easily pulled apart. Like in the
original Warback
essay.
Thing is, I don't believe that Bush is smart enough
to do it. He's a point blank moron. Get him out.
Put Clark in. Clark's got experience putting
a fucked up region like Kosovo back together,
and he can do a much better job putting this one
back together than Bush ever will. It frightens
me to endorse a four star American general, but
it's either him or Dean
(whom I like), and I think Clark is the one who
can beat Bush in the 2004 election. It's an American
decision, of course, but as an outside observer,
I would suggest Clark to the Democrats, and later,
to the American public. Bush, a man who went AWOL
from the National Guard, will get his ass
decimated by Clark, who is the former NATO Supreme
Allied Commander. Bush can't talk trash to a man
who has received the Silver Star, Bronze Star,
Purple Heart, honorary Knighthoods from the British
and Dutch governments and the Presidential Medal
of Freedom, the nation's highest civilian honor.
So Vote Clark,
you crazy fucking Yanks, for yourselves and for
the rest of us who just want the people in the
Middle East to stop shooting each other and blowing
each other up.
Peace. It's a good thing™.
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Got an email and a
guestbook entry from Colette this morning,
the writer that I met a couple of weeks ago. She
checked out the site, found it somewhat entertaining,
and would like to get together to "compare
poetry".
Now, as far as I know, this girl is engaged and
in the process of getting married. And if she's
reading this, she should stop immediately. Because
I don't care if she's engaged. It certainly doesn't
stop Mingus from being attracted to her. At this
point, compared to Chloe, Colette's an entirely
different and awfully enticing kettle of fish.
Colette's tall, has straight, neck-length, light-brown
hair, imposing round tits, a flat stomach, perfect
white teeth, peaked lips, wide hips and a good
strong ass I'd like to bury my face in for a Sunday
afternoon. She's got a European sensibility, loves
French writers and professes to write cinquaine
that can 'make one feel god'. Her mother's Quebecois,
so every once in awhile I can hear that hot fucking
accent in her speech. And she talks with her hands.
Not that I've talked to her much. Just the one
night. But it was a good night. Chloe wasn't there,
the people I knew were discussing sports, and
Colette and I just sat and talked about Camus.
And Sartre, whom I don't know very well. And writing.
And reading. I told her about the new books I
had received for my birthday, and how I would
love to spend weekday afternoons reading them
- learning about The
Fate of Human Societies or How
the World Exploded. Because writing is also
about reading, and learning, and thinking. It
is about ruthlessly acquiring knowledge, and afternoons
are perfect for the assault. The mornings are
best for one's own writing, when all is fresh,
and one is attempting to find knowledge by working
it out for one's self. Writing is an attempt to
know something unknown.
S he nodded her head voluntarily and shared that
dream, and lamented that her fiancee didn't understand
that need. And I nodded. Because Chloe barely
reads the paper, though she reads her scripts,
I conceded. And we talked all night and when she
wasn't looking, I would study her face, watching
her lips split over those perfect teeth when she
opened her mouth and I would dream about things
that could be, but are not.
So I will write this girl back and tell her innocently
that I would like to get together to "compare
poetry". And I would. But I would like other
things of her, and maybe she would like other
things of Mingus, and if she is to be married
to someone else, this may cause all kinds of trouble
in everyone's lives. And I will welcome it. Because
if she can make one feel god with five written
lines, imagine what she can make a man feel over
an afternoon, or a year, or a lifetime.
November 07, 2003
Private Lynch Tells the American Gov't to Fuck
Off
Me likey this
one.
The world famous private Lynch ended up criticizing
the American military's recounting of her personal
trauma. Seems they embellished her account. Seems
the Iraqi doctors were very nice and saved her
life. Seems the hospital was in friendly hands
when the commandoes stormed in, cameras blazing.
Seems like Hollywood somehow got invited to the
ball in the desert, added a few grandiose touches
to the story and turned her into a hero she didn't
want to be. Let's face it. This girl is famous
for being injured in a Humvee crash. She didn't
go down shooting. The gun jammed, no matter what
the papers said in March.
So hats off today to Lynch. Consider buying
that book. She's got nads of steel to tell
it like it really happened. But honestly, another
revelation like this makes one wonder how many
more uncovered lies will it take to get public
opinion to swing against George and Cronies? Is
there a turning point? If the missing WMD and
Lynch's story are not enough, what will be? Why
can't the democrats capitalize on this? Why haven't
Dean and Clarke pounded this into the American
consciousness? Why aren't they screaming for an
end to the lying and the coverups?
If they don't, they'll never win 2004, and the
Middle East will make its way inexorably to the
quagmire state it's headed in. Come on, fuckers.
The mud is there. It's time to start throwing
and get Bush the fuck out of office.
On the personal side of things, Mingus met his
first accountant today to discuss shareholder
agreements, incorporation, taxes and the like.
There's a feeling of security after talking with
a guy who so obviously knows his shit about money.
Mingus has spent far too long trying to do his
own taxes when he obviously knows so fucking little
about it. Once it's set, we should be able to
announce a publishing date for Nunt,
perhaps as early as next week.
And then, I can start planning the cross Canada
tour. Thanks to Mrs. De Guerre, I have a photo
- illustration of what that will probably look
like. Check
it.
And be excited.
November 05, 2003
Remember, back in April, when you shot a bunch
of unarmed protestors?...
An
interesting article on MSNBC covers the fighting
in the Iraqi city of
Fallujah. It refers to the April 28 demonstration
wherein American troops opened fire on demonstrators
and killed fifteen people, many of whom were said
to be unarmed. The American army insists that
Baathists provoked the fire, but the local perception
doesn't care much about that.
That one little incident seems to have created
a cycle of violence, the way killing of unarmed
protestors will. It culminated this week when
the Chinook helicopter took a stinger in the ass
and fell out of the sky, killing sixteen American
troops on their way home for a little rest and
relaxation. Two of the dead were women.
It seems the people of Fallujah were always ardent
Saddam supporters, but their treatment at the
hands of the American military has done nothing
to persuade them to treat Americans as anything
but occupiers. Yet it is my assumption that the
majority of Americans, as taught by Bush, will
not see any relation between the fifteen dead
of April 28 and the sixteen dead of November 2.
They will not see cause and effect. They will
only see the cinematic tragedy of Chinook Down,
and they will pass that 87 billion dollar bill
and they will demand some more ass-kicking.
This is the folly of the American public, and
the American government feeds it to them like
processed cheese on a white-bread sandwich with
the crusts cut off; harmless and easy to swallow.
An
Australian article mentioned that:
While media were allowed
to photograph the wounded, the US military is
sticking to a policy forbidding TV crews and photographers
from filming soldiers' coffins.
US officials say the policy was created out of
respect for relatives.
Perhaps this is true. Perhaps some kindly general
who fought through the Vietnam war thought about
how it hurt his family to see the coffins roll
out of the jungle day by day. Or, perhaps it was
cooked up by someone in the propaganda deparment
under the advisement of Rummy or Bush and has
something to do with sanitizing a war that's getting
more rancid by the day for an American public
that likes its agression nicely blended and easy
to ingest.
What do you think?
November 04, 2003
Mission Statement
Due to recent events and agreements and
plans for next year, it seemed timely to write
a mission statement. This is the thing that will
be keeping me up late at night over the next year
and keep driving me when I'm ready to fucking
crash.
Like now.
Read it.
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