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Old November 18th, 2001, 01:42 AM
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Hey sorry this is a long cut and paste but a friends sent it as a Forward and i wanted to share it with all of u....

Will Tears Ever Stop?

By John Gerassi

I can't help crying. As soon as I see a person on TV
telling the
heart-rendering story of the tragic fate of their
loved-one in the
World Trade Center disaster, I can't control my tears.
But then I
wonder why didn't I cry when our troops wiped out some
5,000 poor
people in Panama's El Chorillo neighborhood on the
excuse of looking
for Noriega. Our leaders knew he was hiding elsewhere
but we
destroyed El Chorillo because the folks living there
nationalists who wanted the U.S. out of Panama

Worse still, why didn't I cry when we killed two
million Vietnamese,
mostly innocent peasants, in a war which its main
architect, Defense
Secretary Robert McNamara, knew we could not win? When
I went to give
blood the other day, I spotted a Cambodian doing the
same, three up
in the line, and that reminded me: Why didn't I cry
when we helped
Pol Pot butcher another million by giving him arms and
money, because
he was opposed to "our enemy" (who eventually stopped
the killing

To stay up but not cry that evening, I decided to go
to a movie. I
chose Lumumba, at the Film Forum, and again I realized
that I hadn't
cried when our government arranged for the murder of
the Congo's only
decent leader, to be replaced by General Mobutu, a
greedy, vicious,
murdering dictator. Nor did I cry when the CIA
arranged for the
overthrow of Indonesia's Sukarno, who had fought the
Japanese World
War II invaders and established a free independent
country, and then
replaced him by another General, Suharto, who had
collaborated with
the Japanese and who proceeded to execute at least
half a
million "Marxists" (in a country where, if folks had
ever heard of
Marx, it was at best Groucho)?

I watched TV again last night and cried again at the
picture of that
wonderful now-missing father playing with his
two-month old child.
Yet when I remembered the slaughter of thousands of
Salvadorans, so
graphically described in the Times by Ray Bonner, or
the rape and
murder of those American nuns and lay sisters there,
all perpetrated
by CIA trained and paid agents, I never shed a tear. I
even cried
when I heard how brave had been Barbara Olson, wife of
the Solicitor
General, whose political views I detested. But I
didn't cry when the
US invaded that wonderful tiny Caribbean nation of
Grenada and killed
innocent citizens who hoped to get a better life by
building a
tourist airfield, which my government called proof of
Russian base, but then finished building once the
island was secure
in the US camp again.

Why didn't I cry when Ariel Sharon, today Israel's
prime minister,
planned, then ordered, the massacre of two thousand
poor Palestinians
in the refugee camps of Sabra and Shatila, the same
Sharon who, with
such other Irgun and Stern Gang terrorists become
prime ministers as
Begin and Shamir, killed the wives and children of
British officers
by blowing up the King David hotel where they were

I guess one only cries only for one's own. But is that
a reason to
demand vengeance on anyone who might disagree with us?
That's what
Americans seem to want. Certainly our government does,
and so too
most of our media. Do we really believe that we have a
right to
exploit the poor folk of the world for our benefit,
because we claim
we are free and they are not?

So now we're going to go to war. We are certainly
entitled to go
after those who killed so many of our innocent
brothers and sisters.
And we'll win, of course. Against Bin Laden. Against
Taliban. Against
Iraq. Against whoever and whatever. In the process
we'll kill a few
innocent children again. Children who have no clothes
for the coming
winter. No houses to shelter them. And no schools to
learn why they
are guilty, at two or four or six years old. Maybe
Falwell and Robertson will claim their death is good
because they
weren't Christians, and maybe some State Department
spokesperson will
tell the world that they were so poor that they're now
better off.

And then what? Will we now be able to run the world
the way we want
to? With all the new legislation establishing massive
surveillance of
you and me, our CEOs will certainly be pleased that
the folks
demonstrating against globalization will now be cowed
for ever. No
more riots in Seattle, Quebec or Genoa. Peace at last.

Until next time. Who will it be then? A child grown-up
who survived
our massacre of his innocent parents in El Chorillo? A
girl who learned that her doctor mother and father
were murdered by a
bunch of gangsters we called democratic contras who
read in the CIA
handbook that the best way to destroy the only
government which was
trying to give thecountry's poor a better lot was to
kill its
teachers, health personnel, and government farm
workers? Or maybe it
will be a bitter Chilean who is convinced that his
whole family was
wiped out on order of Nixon's Secretary of State Henry
Kissinger who
could never tell the difference between a communist
and a democratic
socialist or even a nationalist.

When will we Americans learn that as long as we keep
trying to run
the world for the sake of the bottom line, we will
suffer someone's
revenge? No war will ever stop terrorism as long as we
use terror to
have our way. So I stopped crying because I stopped
watching TV. I
went for a walk. Just four houses from mine. There, a
crowd had
congregated to lay flowers and lit candles in front of
our local
firehouse. It was closed. It had been closed since
Tuesday because
the firemen, a wonderful bunch of friendly guys who
always greeted
neighborhood folks with smiles and good cheer, had
rushed so
fast to save the victims of the first tower that they
perished with
them when it collapsed. And I cried again.

So I said to myself when I wrote this, don't send it;
some of your
students, colleagues, neighbors will hate you, maybe
even harm you.
But then I put on the TV again, and there was
Secretary of State
Powell telling me that it will be okay to go to war
against these
children, these poor folks, these US-haters, because
we are civilized
and they are not. So I decided to risk it. Maybe,
reading this, one
more person will ask: Why are so many people in the
world ready to
die to give us a taste of what we give them?
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Old November 18th, 2001, 09:54 AM
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what do u want to prove ???
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