http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20041001.bkchp1001/BNStory/SpecialEvents/"You must tell Mr. Bush that this is not a good thing he does here. He thinks
it is a good thing, but it is not at all good. Ask him which of his own
children he would allow to die to destroy Saddam Hussein. He will not be
willing to see his own child die for this. Then why must we see our children
die for this madness? This is what you must write for the Americani to read ?
is it not so?" She had turned to the others for support here.
'
"
I picked her up and hummed some half-remembered lullaby until she went limp
in my arms. War is not very good for children.
"
'
In her eyes was a look of pained concentration, as if she was wrestling with
the nature and meaning of life itself. Then, clearly realizing how I fit into
the scheme of things, her face turned, twisted and wrung out its tears like a
sponge-cloth.
"No-oh-woah, no-oh ? Not YOU-hoo-ooh ? No-no-no-woah-ohhh!" Her screaming
wail had that tightening, strangulated quality, like an alley-cat in heat -
as if something was being twisted dangerously inside.
How much can a little girl's heart take? Could my little girl take this?
'
"
As we reversed to take a side road around them, a man whose face was entirely
covered in blood started beating on our hood. Eerily white eyes stared wildly
through the holes in this wet, red mask. He held up his other arm while
continuing to deliver great dull thumps on the metal. There was something in
his upraised hand. It was another hand, a smaller hand - possibly a child's
or a woman's hand.
"
'
Len, a porter: "We hear nothing but how bad Saddam is, how many people he's
killed. But who can tell you how many people the Americans have killed over
the past 30 years? I bet you it's far, far more ?"
'
"
Johannes, accountant: "This is disgraceful. I don't think ever in history
there was such a big powerful country pretending that attacking such a weak,
inferior nation was a war. This is not a brave or dignified thing to do.
Americans should be feeling ashamed to have such leaders."
"
We now now what the epitaphs of the neo-cons will be, however little comfort it is.
On edit: Any more, I feel like I am living in Sartre's "Nausea".