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>>As for motive...I think the pix were just souvenirs, like the human ears guys carried around in 'Nam.<<
The Colonel
What you have read is true. I was in his house. His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. His daughter filed her nails, his son went out for the night. There were daily papers, a pet dog, a pistol on the cushion beside him. The moon swung bare on its black chord over the house. On the television was a cop show. It was in English. Broken bottles were embedded in the walls around the house to scoop the kneecaps from a man's legs or cut his hands to lace. On the windows there were gratings like those in liquor stores. We had dinner, rack of lamb, good wine, a dinner bell was on the table for calling the maid. The maid brought green mangoes, salt, a type of bread. I was asked how I enjoyed the country. There was a brief commercial in Spanish. His wife took everything away. There was some talk then of how difficult it had become to govern. The parrot said hello on the terrace. The colonel told it to shut up, and pushed himself from the table. My friend said to me with his eyes: say nothing. The colonel returned with a sack used to bring groceries home. He spilled many human ears on the table. They were like dried peach halves. There is no other way to say this. He took one of them in his hands, shook it in our faces, dropped it into a water glass. It came alive there. I am tired of fooling around he said. As for the rights of anyone, tell your people they can go fuck themselves. He swept the ears to the floor with his arm and held the last of his wine in the air. Something for your poetry, no? he said. Some of the ears on the floor caught this scrap of his voice. Some of the ears on the floor were pressed to the ground.
---Carolyn Forche, El Salvador, May 1978, from The Country Between Us
Why would Abu Ghraib surprise anyone today when Ms. Forche's Colonel was trained by our best at Ft. Benning, Georgia, at the School of the Americas -- also known as the "School of the Assassins" and "School of the Dictators". We've long been best in the world at training others how to terrorize an indigent population into accepting repression and rule by USG-chosen clients. Abu Ghraib is unusual only in that we were using private contractors rather than right wing military death squads as our proxy force.
The big surprise, the question, is why has the P2OG-CIA-DIA-Military leaked these staged photos now? I think I know. PNAC requires chaos, not peace -- the job of Rumsfeld's P2OG is to provoke "terrorists" (now "insurgents") into attacking us, thereby rallying the American public around a deepening of the militarist solution and, thereby, creating the chance to advance further toward achievement of the PNAC vision of Global Imperium.
There are no accidents in politics. The photos were intentionally leaked. They're stirring the pot. Things have to get ugly, you know, so Bush can wrap himself in votes like so many bloody flags; so that we stay this course -- to hell!
We are being played, ladies and gentlemen. Once again they play we Americans like so many monkeys in a zoo.
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