SPECIAL POST FOR SUNDAY, DECEMBER 24, 2006
AND THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE...
Condi Rice, yesterday in an interview, said that American "investment" in Iraq was worth it in terms of lives and dollars. An eerie reminiscence of M. Albright famous quote "The price was well worth it." Chilling!
But I really need to laugh out loud here...
What an amazing people!
You have been royally defeated. It is as clear as day light.
Yet you are adamant about hanging in there. Just a little bit more, just a little longer.
Send more troops, send more mercenaries, pump more of "our" petrodollars in - You are still defeated.
Torture, rape, steal, kill, massacre - You are still defeated.
The writing is on the wall. What is it about D.E.F.E.A.T you can't understand?
The beast in his last throes, struggling for breath?
Let me laugh some more...
It is not simply a question of saving face. This is only one level of the Truth.
It is not only about Oil. You are so hooked on the Oil theory, you will be drinking the damn thing soon.
It is not only about geo-strategy and military bases.
It is not only about Eretz Israel whose ugly face is out there for all to see.
It goes deeper than all the above. Way deeper.
Do you want to know what it is all about?
I will tell you but sit still and don't freak out.
It is the agony of realizing that a "Third world", "Arab", "majority Muslim" country has managed to pierce the Beast with its deadly rudimentary arrows.
The Beast is now trapped like a bull in a Corrida, giving its final kicks before falling to the ground, inert.
The Message to you is very simple - you can't win this one.You will never be able to win this one.
You, the Empire. You, the mightiest power on earth. You, with the most efficient arsenal in the world - can't win this one.
And We, "simple" people, with basic ammunitions, with basic tactics and with "basic understanding" have skillfully outmanoeuvred you.
Let me laugh some more...
Sure, your weapons are powerful. Sure you have the "best" strategists. Sure you are very "sophisticated" with your computers, powerpoints slides, news conferences and propaganda machine. And We, the "simple ones", have none of that.
We are a "faceless, dusty, poor, badly dressed, rugged looking, unshaven lot."
We speak bad English and make mistakes when we utter something out. Our color and our accent don't fit.
We have none of the technology you possess. We don't even have the right fighting gear nor the right attire .
We don't have three meals a day in a canteen. We fast when we find nothing to eat.
But We possess many things you don't.
We viscerally belong to this Land. We can trace our genealogy back millenniums.
We have vision like eagles and are unafraid of staring at the sun. We befriended Death and overcame it. Thanks to you.
And because of you, We lost everything, there is nothing to fear losing anymore.
We have become detached from material gains, we have reached plenitude in Nothingness.
Your dehumanizing us served us well. You reverted us to our archaic intuition, our guts are our radars and our instincts our protective shield. We have even developed our sense of smell like wolves, like lions, and we can trace you miles away.
You want to chase us some more, hunt us down We will meet you at every corner in the Jungle you created.
We will sprout again, like some bad weed , like some wild flower.
You will never succeed in plucking us out, nor in uprooting us. Our roots go back centuries, beyond time, beyond your "modernity". Our roots are as old as Creation.
We are aware that History can be cruel in the short run but in the long run it is most merciful.
You turned us into Warriors and you are nothing but paid soldiers.
This is something you can't grasp or understand despite all your purported "intelligence".
You see, We have Truth on our side and Justice sitting next to her.
These are non measurable, non quantifiable. These are not "things" that you can pack and take away with you when you leave. Because leave you will. This is our promise to you. We will even give you candies and roses on your way out.
Our Truth shall set you
Free. And We shall laugh some more...
-- Layla Anwar, An Arab Woman Blues, December 22, 2006
Photo caption: An Iraqi man celebrates on top of a burning U.S. Army Humvee in the northern part of Baghdad, Iraq, in this Monday, April 26, 2004, file photo. (AP Photo/Muhammed Muheisen, file)