Thursday, December 22, 2005

Granny D Says

Impeach The Son Of A Bitch



Times don't get more serious than this; it is time for the most serious of measures.



Every American generation has a moment when it is called upon to do its part to preserve the freedom and higher values of our country. This is our moment.
In the coming weeks and months you will be asked to send e-mails and automatic letters to your Members of Congress to advance the impeachment of the President and Vice President. The resulting flood will not be very effective, compared to the one effective thing you CAN do:


Write a real letter to both of your U.S.Senators, and to the U.S. House Member representing your district.


Yes, actually obtain paper, envelope, stamps and a pen and do it, even if you have never done it before. You don't have to make a midnight ride across Massachusetts on a horse; you don't have to take a position behind a split-rail fence with your old musket; you don't have to stand on a scaffold and be brave for your country. But you do have to take action, and this is no time for the e-mail soldier or the mass-mail patriot. A handwritten or printed letter with your signature on it, taking its place on a pile of similar real letters from voters back home, is the one thing you must do if you really care. Then, you must make a phone call to that office to reinforce your impact.

Use your Zip Code to find the local addresses and phone numbers of your Members of Congress at the following link. Don't use the site to send your message, however, as your personally-mailed letter is worth hundreds of such automatically-processed letters because it indicates the intensity of your feelings. Just copy down the local address and phone number for each of your Members of Congress (click on their pictures for that info):


Find your Members of Congress addresses here



What to say in your letter? You don't need to be told what to say. It's already in your heart and mind, so just say it, and clearly demand impeachment.
The U.S. House begins the process through hearings and the adoption of a bill of impeachment. The Senate hears the case. But both Senate and House members need to hear from us now. They need to know that we have no further use for them if they will not stand up for the rule of law and the Constitution they swore to uphold.
Isn't it odd that a fellow can provide such poor administrative leadership that we lose part of New York and a big part of New Orleans, he can get away with leading a nation to war on falsified evidence resulting in the death of thousands of our young soldiers and tens of thousands of people abroad, he can get away with rigging elections and he can get away with destroying the environmental protections for our air and water and wild places, and he can get away with putting people in jail indefinitely without recourse to lawyers or fair judges, and he can get away with reneging on the Geneva Convention and actually torturing people in secret prisons--all of that--and still survive politically, but he can't get away with admitting to a little old felony back home. It will be like sending Capone up for tax evasion, but if that'll work, let's do it. We owe this to ourselves, our children, and the people of the world. Oh, that the Germans in the 1930s were as resolute in standing up for their higher values as we must do now!


Pass this along to your fellow Americans and friends.



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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Amazing Peace



Light A Candle For
Peace, Tolerance, Understanding
and For Innocence Lost!



Amazing Peace: A Christmas Poem

By Dr. Maya Angelou



Thunder rumbles in the mountain passes

And lightning rattles the eaves of our houses.

Flood waters await us in our avenues.

Snow falls upon snow, falls upon snow to avalanche

Over unprotected villages.

The sky slips low and grey and threatening.

We question ourselves.

What have we done to so affront nature?

We worry God.

Are you there? Are you there really?

Does the covenant you made with us still hold?

Into this climate of fear and apprehension, Christmas enters,

Streaming lights of joy, ringing bells of hope

And singing carols of forgiveness high up in the bright air.

The world is encouraged to come away from rancor,

Come the way of friendship.

It is the Glad Season.

Thunder ebbs to silence and lightning sleeps quietly in the corner.

Flood waters recede into memory.

Snow becomes a yielding cushion to aid us

As we make our way to higher ground.

Hope is born again in the faces of children

It rides on the shoulders of our aged as they walk into their sunsets.

Hope spreads around the earth. Brightening all things

Even hate which crouches breeding in dark corridors.

In our joy, we think we hear a whisper.

At first it is too soft. Then only half heard.

We listen carefully as it gathers strength.

We hear a sweetness.

The word is Peace.

It is loud now. It is louder.

Louder than the explosion of bombs.

We tremble at the sound. We are thrilled by its presence.

It is what we have hungered for.

Not just the absence of war. But, true Peace.

A harmony of spirit, a comfort of courtesies.

Security for our beloveds and their beloveds.

We clap hands and welcome the Peace of Christmas.

We beckon this good season to wait a while with us.

We, Baptist and Buddhist, Methodist and Muslim, say come.

Peace.

Come and fill us and our world with your majesty.

We, the Jew and the Jainist, the Catholic and the Confucian,

Implore you, to stay a while with us.

So we may learn by your shimmering light

How to look beyond complexion and see community.

It is Christmas time, a halting of hate time.

On this platform of peace, we can create a language

To translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.

At this Holy Instant, we celebrate the Birth of Jesus Christ

Into the great religions of the world.

We jubilate the precious advent of trust.

We shout with glorious tongues at the coming of hope.

All the earth's tribes loosen their voices

To celebrate the promise of Peace.

We, Angels and Mortals, Believers and Non-Believers,

Look heavenward and speak the word aloud.

Peace. We look at our world and speak the word aloud.

Peace. We look at each other, then into ourselves

And we say without shyness or apology or hesitation.

Peace, My Brother.

Peace, My Sister.

Peace, My Soul.




Three Faiths, One Lesson

December 20, 2005

By KATHRYN SHATTUCK


It could have been any class outing as about 90 elementary school students squealed hellos, whispered urgent secrets and stuck tight to their allies.

But on this day the friendships were freshly hatched and the commotion was generated by the delight of discovery, as fourth and fifth graders from the Brooklyn Amity, Hannah Senesh Community Day and Holy Name of Jesus schools set eyes on each other for the first time. The students - Muslim, Jewish and Roman Catholic, respectively - had come together in the final phase of a group project inspired by Mark Podwal's book "Jerusalem Sky: Stars, Crosses, and Crescents" (Doubleday) and sponsored by the Anti-Defamation League.

SNIP Rest Of Report At:Three Faiths, One Lesson



Ruby Washington/The New York Times
Cihat Cansever, 9, with his artwork inspired by the book "Jerusalem Sky."



An illustration from "Jerusalem Sky."



Ruby Washington/The New York Times
A wall of the art by students from three schools.


Monday, December 19, 2005

Winning and Waiting

The following was posted on the Veterans For Peace Group Board by a Member of VFP Mike Ferner,

with the following message attached to the top before the writings:


Friends:

Two stories follow.

One is from Sabah Ali, a colleague of Dahr Jamail, reporting from al-Qa'im in western Iraq.

The second is from Doug Rollins, a member of the Christian Peacemaker Teams in Baghdad,
commenting about those taken hostage in Iraq.

Please forward these reports to anyone looking for an antidote of reality to Bush's "We are Winning
the War" speech of yesterday. If this is winning, we have lost all.

mike



After reading this, and visiting the embedded links, I feel this needed to be seen by many! After posting to a few Pro-Peace and Veterans Group Boards and sending to friends, as Mike requested I'm passing it on anyway I can.



You see, Once Upon A Time [and that wasn't a Fairy Tale] there was another Undeclared War that was watched by Millions on their Nightly News!!





Dahr Jamail's Iraq Dispatches


Behind the Steel Curtain: The Real Face of theOccupation


Monday, December 19, 2005 1:19 AM



By Sabah Ali



The Bush Administration uses double barrel propaganda today, with Mr. Bush using a prime time television address to say things like "My fellow citizens: Not only can we win the war in Iraq - we are winning the war in Iraq," and responding to negative news by saying "It does not mean that we are losing." Meanwhile, Mr. Cheney, while on a heavily guarded tour of the "Green Zone" and other locales in Iraq said today, "I think the vast majority of them think of us as liberators."
While the Bush Administration portrayed Thursday's Iraqi elections as a resounding success, Iraqi political parties are complaining of violations ranging from dead men voting to murder in the streets as accusations begin to fly from all political corners of rampand fraud and violence bringing the results of the vote under suspicion.

And if you want a sampling of Iraqis who Cheney spoke of, the following is another powerful dispatch from independent Iraqi journalist Sabah Ali. - DJ


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White flags on top of houses and cars, plenty of American and Iraqi military vehicles, too many check points and blocks on the road, many frightening walking patrols, curfew after sunset, heaps and heaps of destroyed houses,
shops, offices, ,the only bridge
hospitals
and medical care centers, walls covered with bullets shots, and election posters…empty faces with bleak looks wandering in the streets. This is the picture of Al-Qa’im
after the “Steel Curtain” military operation which began on November 5, 2005 with 3,000 American and Iraqi troops participating in it.


“You are filming our miserable condition so that Bush would pity us?! You want to soften his heart?” asked a tiny, skinny young villager disapprovingly, with obvious resignation. She was holding a very heavy cooking gas tube, trying to climb the river bank.


After the only bridge which connects Rummana to Al-Qa’im was severely bombed, citizens had to cross by boat.



Our driver was impatient with blocked roads, he took the nearest dusty detour whenever he saw a queue. We arrived in Qa’im around six pm; the darkness was already thick. Our car was almost shot by the Americans, but the driver was very quick in going down the side road. “That’s how families get killed” said Abu Adel, a lovable old man who asked for a lift, and who was very keen on showing us his high education by using broken English phrases. Abu Adel was very angry because some Iraqis make use of the refugees’ misfortune and ask for double or triple rents. He
preferred to put his family in a hut rather than being blackmailed.


Electricity is cut for more than a month now, after the main station was bombed, and the converters were bombed and the wires were cut. In the morning Al-Qa’im looked horrible. The General Hospital was 90% destroyed, the medical care centers, the schools, shops, houses…


The Biggest Hospital in the Western Area


Dr. Hamdi Al-Aaloossy, the director, came to meet us outside his office. He canceled a meeting with the reconstruction committee, “They are just ink on paper, those meetings,” he said. Dr. Hamdi is usually a very calm
and considerate man. This time he was really sad and fed up. The destruction this time was ultimate. He was repeating a line from a classical Arabic poem about how to complete building while others destroy what is built. He showed us the ,gynecology
the pediatric,
the emergency
departments
, the blood bank, the new doctors’ house. All of them completely destroyed. “They were hit by several missiles. Thanks heavens there was no one here, just a mentally retarded and epileptic cleaning worker.” Dr Hamdi was especially sad about the gynecology dept. It was newly rebuilt in record efforts and time, with the help of The German Red Cross. It was not opened yet. All the machines and equipment were destroyed, even the ambulances in the hospital garage were bombed.
They were empty. There were 5 of them. Two were destroyed in the garage. A third was destroyed when the driver Mahmood Chiad Abid tried to rescue a family in Karabla on October 1, 2005, killing him. The rest show obvious evidences of shots.


“But if the hospital was empty, why was it bombed? Usually the Americans say that there were terrorists inside?!”


“I assure you that not a single body was found under the rubble, neither any injured person. They attacked the hospital on Nov 7, two days after the major attack on Qa’im. There were no patients, no staff and no armed men. There was one doctor, however, who decided to stay in the hospital. But during the bombing she hid in a neighboring house. 90% of the hospital was destroyed. I call upon the Health Ministry, the Iraqi Government, the Iraqi and international organizations to help us rebuild whatever we can. Of course the departments which are bombed are beyond repair, as you see, they have to be built anew, but we can rehabilitate the other ones. The HM did not send any delegation to see the damage and estimate the expenses. It is more than a month now, and the hospital is still not working.”


Al-Qa’im general hospital is one of the most important hospitals in the far western area of Iraq. It covers the whole area from Haditha to the borders, where there are hundreds small towns and villages. There are several medical care units connected to it. In Haditha there is a similar general hospital that covers the area from Haditha city beyond
till Ramadi. Both hospitals are now severely damaged and burnt.


Dr. Hamdi put 5 big tents for the medical, pediatric, and emergency consultation departments in the hospital’s garden. The other ones are for medicine and furniture store. A small bare room was used as labor room (where there were no equipments whatsoever to examine the mother or the baby, just two beds). We attended an emergency operation. The operation theater’s windows, walls, and doors were broken, but the staff did their best to keep everything clean and sterilized. Everything went well. “You are heroes,” I said. “No, just doing our best,” the doctor replied.


But they were heroes, to work in such conditions. Many of the medical staff donated blood to patients and went back to work immediately. They have severe shortage in oxygen tubes, so they rationed it to be used only in emergency operations. They have no more than ten tubes. “With people like you, there is always hope,” we said. Dr. Hamdi smiled, “We never lose hope.” No media coverage was present to show the Al-Qa’im tragedy.


A Family of 17 killed in few seconds


Modhhir Najim Abdulla, a security officer in the hospital took us to his uncle’s bombed house

where 17 women, children, and civilians were killed. The house of Arkan was just heaps of concrete blocks; the roof was flattened to the ground. There were 5 families living there. Not one of them was a stranger or a fighter.


“I just want to know why, I want a justification” Modhhir began, “the bombing began on Nov 5, loud speakers were saying stay at home, do not move out, and we did. 15 minutes later the bombing began. They did not announce evacuation. We had no chance to leave.” On Nov 7, we heard that our uncle’s house was bombed. We could not go to check; we went to the nearest American troops and told them. They accompanied us, and this is what we found.”


Modhhir was not crying, but his voice was full of rage. His sister (Najla’) who was the wife of his cousin too, was pregnant in her 9th month. She was supposed to have cesarean operation because she was a week late for her due time. “I can not describe her and her baby when we removed the bodies.” Another cousin’s baby was only 25 days. A third child’s body was not found until 2 days later. Modhhir brought the family’s IDs, death certificates, and photos.


They are: (name, age, relation to Arkan and cause of death) Arkan Abdulla Family:

1-Alia Amir, 50, wife, smashed scull, broken ribs, burns and injuries in the chest and abdomen

2- Asma’a Arkan, 23, daughter, suffocation

3- In’am Arkan, 14, daughter, smashed scull

4- Lubna Arkan, 12, daughter, injury in the head and suffocation

5- Abdul Razzaq Arkan, 10, son, broken ribs and suffocation

6- Mahmood Arkan, 22, son, broken scull and suffocation


Saddam Arkan Abdulla Family:

7- Khatar Dahham, 28, daughter in law, injuries and broken scull

8- Dhuha S. Arkan, 10, grand daughter, broken scull and injuries in head

9- Abdulla S. Arkan, 9, grandson, intestine tear

10-Thammir S.Arkan, 4, grandson, broken ribs, bleeding inside chest and broken legs

11- Amir S. Arkan, 7, grandson, smashed scull, suffocation and legs injury

12- Yahia S. Arkan, 3, grandson, smashed scull

13- Saja S. Arkan, 2, grand daughter, smashed scull, tissue tear and broken ribs


Fanar Arkan Abdulla Family:

14- Najla’a Najim, 22, daughter in law, smashed scull, suffocation

15- Leila Fanar Arkan, fetus, given birth and death certificate at the same time

16- Ahmad Salih Amir, 25 days, nephew, injuries in head, chest and ribs.

17- Khattab Mahmood Arkan, 2, grandson, smashed scull


“Who of these do you recognize as terrorist? This one, this, or maybe this?” The pictures were of women in a party, many children in different occasions…This is my sister, this is her son, this is my youngest cousin….etc. He was pointing to the faces and naming them. I felt that the list was endless. “Please stop,” I said.


“Why do you think your uncle’s house was bombed?” I asked.


“I do not know. I want them to answer this question. They bombed three houses in this street. In the other one 7 children and women were killed. It is Fuad’s house, there. The third one was empty, but it is no more than ruins. You can see it. Maybe they had wrong information about these houses, I do not know, may be they made a mistake…but these are not excuses. Even the American soldiers, the Iraqis, the CNN reporter were crying when they saw what happened to my family.” The family was buried in the garden.


The American troops played a classical, colonial, very dirty trick of divide and conquer in Al-Qa’im. They allied with one big tribe, Al bu Mahal, against another very big one, Al-Salman. They used one as informants against the other. These people may make mistakes, or they may give wrong information for different reasons, but innocents get
killed in the process. In the last “Steal Curtain” operation, thousands were arrested, and informants from the other tribe were used to pick those who were thought to be insurgents. This story was repeated in many places: Rumanna, Karabla, and Al-Ebeidy. Of course anyone who is branded as a collaborator (traitor) is killed. Qa’im is one example of what is happening in different parts of Iraq.


Faud’s house was just across a dusty yard. Again it was no more than scattered bricks and cement blocks. Nassir, a cousin was called to describe what happened.


“We did not know, only by chance. Our house was raided, I was upset and decided to visit my uncle Faud’s house. The whole area was empty, only the American troops were filling the place. When I approached the house,
it was as you see it now. I heard the voice my cousin Salaam and, and his sister Anwar calling for help. They were injured. But other 7 were killed. Cousin Isam (35), his wife (25), his children Hani (7) and Reem(3), his sister (20), Salaam’s bride, Sheima’ (20), and Quteiba were all killed.


The stories of buried families under the rubbles became familiar in Qa’im. In Mohssin Mohammad’s house, near the electricity station, a family of 20 were killed, and in Mohssin Hommadi‘s house 35 were killed, we were told… “We used the food refrigerator to put the human bodies,” A., an employee in the hospital said.


A did not leave Qa’im during the last attack. He described what happened.


“On Nov 5, at 3 am the troops were dropped in the Railway and the Saray areas. At the same time, the bombing never stopped. Electricity was cut, and water too. The bombing was random. The tanks dashed in the street
savagely. They bombed everything, even a small door. We were two families staying in the whole street. My gate was already broken because of the bombing. I crawled to open the inner doors. They were about 40 when they raided my house. They asked about terrorists and weapons. They searched the house, and found nothing. They were attacked while they were in my house. In 6 minutes 3 houses were destroyed in retaliation. They told us to close our ears and open our mouths when they bomb. A journalist accompanying them operated my generator and began to send his story from my house. They dug trenches in the neighboring Hadg Thammer house, opened big holes in the walls, and ruined the roof.”


AM, another employee from Rummana said, “We saw 14 airplanes bombing, we heard that there is a major attack on Huseiba. 5 days later we heard that the attack was on Karabla and Ebeidy which was hit by 50 missiles from dawn to sunrise at 6 am. A man said that they used white phosphorus.


“How did he know that?”


“He said that when the dead were buried, their clothes were intact, but the bodies were like ashes when they were held. In Rummana they collected all the men, and the Iraqis who accompanied them would point to some who are then taken away. The troops are still occupying the schools and the medical center. They tell the families to leave then
they blast the house. They did that with 15 houses in Rummana. In one month, at least 150 were killed in Rummana. On Nov 15, they forced the families to spend the night outside in Ebeidy. Two newly born babies died in the cold.”


Next day we tried to go to Rummana. It was worse than AM described. The bridge, was bombed twice. First, no cars were able to cross, only on foot. Then, it was bombed again in three pieces, which raise their heads from the Euphrates as eternal witness of the American colonial barbarism.




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Waiting is the Hardest Part

By Greg Rollins, CPT

December 19, 2005


As this kidnapping draws out I am reminded of the Tom Petty and the Heart Breakers song that says "the waiting is the hardest part." We fill our days with work - important work - but work that helps us avoid the waiting. If we stop and wait we grow restless, even edgy.


What we are currently experiencing here in Iraq is nothing new. Iraqis civilians are kidnapped often. Almost every Iraqi knows someone who has been kidnapped. The day before the abduction of our colleagues, Jim, Harmeet, Norman and I visited a Chaldean church where we met a 17 year old who was kidnapped a year ago. His
kidnappers held him for several weeks. They didn't know him; they only wanted money from his family. He told us they treated him well.


Recently, I was in a police station. While I sat there, a man walked in and asked how many kidnappings the police were familiar with in 2005. "I couldn't tell you the real number," the police officer said. "There are too many. It is too high." After some questions and guess work the officer behind the desk concluded he was familiar with around three hundred cases. And these are just the ones that people reported to the police in his designated area of Baghdad.

Many families do not say anything when one of their kin is abducted. They choose to deal with it as quickly and quietly as they can.


How often do those of us outside of Iraq hear about kidnapped Iraqis? Very rarely. In the news we hear about the bombs and ambushes. We hear about the assassinations of political and religious leaders and the fighting in Anbar province, but we rarely hear anything about the many Iraqis held hostage.


And what about the innocent Iraqis arrested in sweeps by Multinational Forces or Iraqi Security Forces? If they are innocent yet still have to sit in jail, isn't that similar to a kidnapping? Just because governments do it with a "legal" force while others do it as criminals, doesn't change the circumstance for the people that are taken. We have witnesses that prisoners in the custody of the Multinational Forces and Iraqi security forces can be tortured and killed. How is that different than what criminal kidnappers are capable of doing?


In the past few weeks we have taken a lot of cues from our Iraqi friends. They are more experienced, and we are in Iraq. Our Iraqi friends have told us how to word letters or statements, how to talk to the local press and how to find the ear of people of influence.


If we in CPT have received a lot of press over our kidnapped colleagues, it is only because we are foreigners. It is disturbing that CPT's personal tragedy outshines the more frequent abductions of Iraqi civilians but in the end, it doesn't matter if you are Iraqi or a foreigner, the waiting is still the hardest part.







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Christian Peacemaker Teams is an ecumenical violence-reduction program with roots in the historic peace churches. Teams of trained peace workers live in areas of lethal conflict around the world. CPT has been present in Iraq since October, 2002. To learn more about CPT, please visit http://www.cpt.org . Photos of our projects may be viewed at http://www.cpt.org/gallery


Donate to CPT Iraq and our other CPT projects on-line with your credit card! Go to http://cpt.org/donate.php and click the DONATE button to make a contribution through Network for Good, a secure way to help support CPT.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

From The Democratic Underground - Action

And With Action Also Means A Strong Call For 'Impeachment' NOW!!!!!







THAT'S it!!! I'm really ticked off




AND I think it's time given all the stuff we know about the TIMES, and the media propaganda and the fact they withheld information about Bush before the election, AND they refuse to fix the election fraud...



STARTING TOMORROW, I WILL NOT LEAVE HOME WITHOUT AN ORANGE RIBBON or an ORANGE SHIRT or an ORANGE SCARF.



PLease join me and invite everyone you know to join too.



MAKE IT SAY, "IMPEACH BUSH KERRY IS THE REAL PRESIDENT"



Who is with me on this?




WE ARE FIGHTING FASCISM FOLKS AND IT"S TIME TO TAKE IT TO THE STREETS.



BUY THAT ORANGE AND START THE CONVERSATIONS STARTING NOW!




Please kick and recommend and let's start FIGHTING TO SAVE our DEMOCRACY!