iraq photo of the war in iraq, the occupation of iraq, and an iraq map, with arabic translation for voices in the wilderness



Jo Wilding,
Electronic Iraq,
22 January 2004

“I used to smuggle my poetry outside the country, to friends in Canada who would publish it for me. I was caught by the security police. I was in hiding and they arrested my relatives then my wife and my two-year-old son, so I was forced to go to them. Even then they did not release my family straight away. They were not tortured but while I was questioned they kept them in jail for about a month, as a form of pressure on me to answer all their questions.”

Bashir Al Majid is a poet and was a member of an Islamic organization, which opposed the former government. He was tortured for nine months in the Mukhabarat [security police] prison and transferred to Abu Ghraib under a twelve-year sentence. “I am sorry. I still cannot talk about that time.” Instead he took out a laminated card bearing his name, year of birth, 1962, the length of his sentence and the insignia of the Independent Political Prisoners’ Association, based near the National Theatre in Karrada.


by Phyllis Bennis
Institute for Policy Studies
21 January 2004

  • Bush’s speech was about politics not policies, driven by electoral concerns. It reflected a far-right agenda designed to appeal to the wealthy and social conservatives with “faith-based initiatives,” gay marriage, drugs in sports, abstinence.
  • Bush’s policies - both domestic and international - are STILL reckless, unsafe, unfair.
  • Bush continues to rely on ratcheting up the fear factor - fear is a key component in Bush’s plan to gain support for the 2004 election.

The speech was characterized by serious omissions, denials, and lies.

WHAT’S MISSING?


Christopher Allen-Docot

On the morning of Saturday January 17th Um Haider and Mostafa crossed the border of Jordan and entered into American military occupied Iraq. They were heading home, after 9 months in the US, to a “liberated” Iraq where people are afraid to be out after dark and American military helicopters buzz the skyline at low altitudes like giant mosquitoes carrying a venom (the weapons not the G.I.s) worse than malaria or the West Nile Virus. Um Haider would soon see that while much has changed in Iraq, too much remains the same and some of what has changed has done so for the worse.

Our journey back began on a difficult note as we missed our flight due to a combination of a snafu by the counter agents at the airport, being flagged for extra security screening, and then being sent to customs by a TSA officer concerned about the money we were carrying. The TSA officer was a courteous and young guy and he offered to escort us to Customs in an effort to expedite things so we wouldn’t miss the flight. While in Customs he told me he had recently returned from a tour of military duty in Iraq, in the same breath he noticed Mostafa’s hand and asked what had happened. I explained the story of the bombing of their Basra neighborhood in 1999 and how Mostafa lost part of his hand and his brother to the blast. The TSA officer didn’t respond immediately; but after a pause he related to mixed feelings of his participation in the war. His mind and gut were in conflict. He had pledged an oath to defend the American Constitution and to obey his chain of command but in so doing I suspect his gut was telling him he was doing something wrong. This young man now wrestles with the image of kids like Mostafa while those who made the decision to send him off protect themselves by distance and blindness.






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