Letters from NYC

 

November 1

 

So here's the deal. We're at war fighting for the cause of

freedom justice and the American Way. Just like Superman in the comics.

While we're busy being distracted by "breaking news" and distracting

ourselves with all the war stories--they do make good news copy--the

government has the opportunity to finagle. We're not watching, because

"exciting and important stories with immediate appeal" are taking up much of

the time normally used to address the daily business of the nation.

 

Since September 11 we've become used to the constant drone of the media

covering the same few topics in endless detail. Not that there isn't

importance to the continuing stories of the war, there is. But just as there

are people with ill intentions for our nation outside the system, within our

very government, there are people who want to change the course of the

nation though legalistic machinations. Bills are being presented in Congress

today that could infringe upon the rights of Americans. Other bills are

being introduced that could exacerbate the very core of our own misconduct

in the world.

 

In times of war, there appears to be a logical rightness to those who wish

to impose limitations on our freedoms and who argue that time has come to

cast off the restrictions of our environmental protection. "We need to

defend ourselves. We need to protect our national interests. If this means

we must restrict essential freedoms in our nation, so be it. If this means

that we need to drill in Alaska to meet our oil needs, so be it." The

long-term effects of these ideas notwithstanding, the arguments come roaring

forth from the mouths of politicians.

 

We're fighting for oil rights. Doesn’t this sound biblical? We need oil for

our lamps. We're fighting the Philistines. Somehow in the midst of all this

I forget exactly why we were fighting the Philistines. It¹s become enough

simply to fight them. Besides weren’t we fighting them before? We have to

keep fighting them now. Don't we?

 

Wars are fought over territorial rights. Each side wants control of the

disputed turf. We've been fortunate over the years, because rarely have

battles ever taken place on our land. The sacrosanct borders of America were

violated in September launching us into an angry, vengeful response. We

wanted to move the war quickly from our nation and put it "back where it

belongs." But this war is not like wars of the past. They're not fighting

fair. They're not coming out where we can see them. We don't know where to

go to wage our war, so we just bomb everything we think might be important

to them. Eventually (as we're seeing) the bombs start falling more randomly,

finding targets of opportunity that may or may not include the enemy. If

we're not bombing blind, we surely have only one myopic eye.

 

At present, we seem to be losing the war. We're bombing the holy crap out of

Afghanistan, but we don't seem to be getting the desired results. The spin

meisters keep telling us that they're decimating the Taliban forces, but

then compared to us the Taliban never really had significant forces. They

had some old weapons, but that's not what's at the heart of their battle

strategy.

 

They're not going to fight us at our war. They couldn't possibly win our

war. They haven't the people, the weapons or the wealth to fight us on our

terms. They'll wage the battles in their way, while we're fighting as though

we were trying to exterminate rats by throwing hand grenades in the

basement. It just won't work. We can kill and kill and kill the rats, and

somehow they keep surviving. It's like an old cartoon where Elmer Fudd tries

everything to get rid of Bugs Bunny. Finally he's burned his own house down,

he's covered with soot, he's blown himself up, and an exhausted victory grin

creeps on his face, when suddenly from out of the ashes Bugs rises up to

ask, "What's up Doc?" We can see the evident foolishness for Elmer, what

about our own?

 

The caves that hide the masters of their campaign are invisible to us. If we

want to eliminate their hiding places, we'll have to level the mountains. We

can't level the mountains unless we nuke 'em. We don't want to nuke 'em

because it will contaminate the whole region. If we contaminate the region,

we'll have polluted oil reserves, which isn't in our car-driving best

interest. No, we have to stop short of shooting ourselves in the foot. On

the other hand, . . .

 

I can't tell where exactly we should stop. Can anyone? Well, if I were in

power, I know that I'd work to try to get all the things I want done while

everyone pays attention to the terrorist network. It was hard to pass

questionable legislation when it wasn't attached to patriotic bills. But

now, if it were me, I'd be riding my way into legal control of freedom and

democracy. "Hey, what's it to me, if you weren't paying attention? I did it

all legally."

 

So, the war takes on other stranger, more diabolical meanings when we start

to notice it altering the fabric of America from within. Suddenly we're

fighting the war on another, unexpected domestic front. We're waging war

within our own government, as attempts are being made to take advantage of

the situation. The rogue elements are not limited to bearded men from far

off lands. Within our own elected government, there are those who will try

to turn these times to their own selfish, power hungry, greedy advantage.

 

We're all staying home worrying about attacks, Anthrax and the World Series.

(I'm not sure of the order.) We don't want to come outside, because the

rumors are rampant and the Yankees are losing. The terrorists ARE winning.

Every time we hide, they win. Every time we curtail our actions, they win.

Every time we get nervous at man in a turban, they win. Every time we are

less than we were, they win.

 

We're worried because the war is being waged at home. We can't distract

ourselves with the war abroad. It's the one in our yard that terrifies us.

We're afraid of dying. We're afraid of contracting deadly diseases. We're

afraid of opening our mail. We're afraid to leave our houses, to go

shopping, to go to the movies and to go out to eat. We're afraid of what

might happen. Heck, the terrorists don't have to lift a finger; we're making

their job easy, just by being terrified. Yep, they're definitely winning the

war.

 

They're biding their time, waiting for us to exhaust our bombing runs.

They'll attack us by stealth. And attack us they will. They're bent on our

destruction. They figure, if they can just lull us into believing we're

winning, their counter attacks will catch us sleeping. It's kind of a

rope-a-dope for nations.

 

We have to live today, right now. We have to figure out some alternative

ways to win this war. We can't do it with our weapons of mass destruction.

We can't do it unilaterally. We can't do it by abandoning all global efforts

to negotiate and police the world i.e. the United Nations.

 

Our enemies struck us with our own airliners. Now, they are striking us with

letters in the mail, using our infrastructure to deliver their destruction

to our doors. We can't beat this type of enemy by bombing Afghanistan. We

may provide some short term emotional satisfaction, that we¹re doing what we

have to do, that we¹re defending America, showing our strength, and all that

rah rah. But fundamentally, we¹re weakening ourselves, because we¹re

combating an enemy we cannot find. Maybe we¹re hoping we¹ll get lucky.

 

No time to second guess. We've already started the bombing. We're well into

this war. We can't stop now. It's too late. We can't back down. We're

committed to win. We can't quit. The whole ugly war has to play itself out.

Or does it? With every day of our continued assault, we do damage not just

to the country of Afghanistan, but also to our reputation as world

benefactor.

 

Reputation aside, you and I, mere mortals on this global game board, have

destinies too. We are not to be relegated to an inconsequential status. We

have lives and dreams. We have voices with which to speak. We must find

other ways to combat the forces bent on destroying us while, at the same

time, protecting others that, like ourselves, want peace. I don’t know that

we will be able to keep from being fodder for the canons of the hawks, but

I’m not content to go down silently. This is still a democracy at some

level, and we have to participate in bringing a greater spiritual sense to

our nation’s leaders.

 

I know we can't right all the world's wrongs, but we do need to acknowledge

that violence begets violence. Our great power against their little power

has all the appearances of the schoolyard bully beating up on the poor

little kid--at least it does to those parts of the world who sympathize with

the grievances of Mr. OBL. There is no way that he and his cohorts will not

plan their revenge.

 

Perhaps we naively believe we can wage this war to prevent their revenge.

But we have no idea when or where their attack will come. The Office of

Homeland Security (more accurately Homeland Insecurity) can only add its

Federal Official stamp to the wide spread rumors of what is yet to come.

They don’t really know anything. Or at least they won’t tell us. We're

living for the future and we're scared to death of it. Soon along with

Cipro, people will start stockpiling cyanide, just in case things really get

bad.

 

It’s surprising to me that it took until today for the warnings to come out

for places like the Golden Gate Bridge. Considering the relative ease Tim

McVeigh had driving a rental truck into downtown Oklahoma City, how hard

would a terrorist find it to drive a truck onto one of the great bridges?

 

November 3. On another note, the Yankees who seem intent on creating the

sports metaphor for the re-emergence of New York City have done the

improbable two games in a row by coming from behind in the World Series. At

the brink of losing, they rose up and fought back with the spirit and

determination. It’s a happy symbolic note amidst all the fear.

 

Ron NaVarre just sent me a disturbing article from the London Guardian by

Arundhati Roy. It¹s an articulate and angry response to the military

response by the U.S. He says, "People rarely win wars, governments rarely

lose them. People get killed. Governments moult and regroup, hydra-headed."

This view of the differences between governments and people is often lost on

the public when the call to war is sounded. But, we’ve seen time and time

again throughout the history of the world that governments have ways of

incorporating their predecessors. Even this country took the Nazi scientists

into our secret service after the Second World War.

 

Roy brings in another startling revelation, one that I haven’t verified but

assume if the Guardian printed it, it stood the basic test of journalism. He

writes that for years Unocal has been negotiating with the Taliban for the

rights to pipe oil across Afghanistan. The plans were halted after protests

in the U.S. during the Clinton administration. If this is true, our interests

in battling Osama in Afghanistan take on much more troubling implications.

 

Also according to this latest missive from Ron NaVarre, Admiral William J.

Crowe Jr. who helped sell Anthrax to Saddam, is a 13% share holder of

BioPort Corporation in Lansing Michigan that makes the antidote to Anthrax.

Hm, who stands to profit?

 

These are exactly the types of concerns that are being overlooked in the

mainstream press and media. We have to look at what’s happening. They may

not please us. They may not fit our image of America. But we cannot find

peace until we’re willing to address the truth. We're being fed good reasons

that sound oh-so-reasonable for fighting this war, while other less

patriotic, more self-serving reasons are remaining concealed from us. We

have to dig to unveil them. If we don't, we may approve ourselves into a

future we haven't agreed upon.

 

Marc

 

P.S. As everyone knows by now, the Yankees come back was overshadowed by a

come back by the Diamondbacks who staged their own ninth inning victory

rally to take the World Series. New York was deadly quiet Sunday night.

 

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