“Dija’vu”
By Chip Wright
The other day when I woke up to the the news that the United states was bombing Iraq (again). It was hard to avoid that feeling of being stuck on a track. Like that movie where the whole of humanity is roaring through cold unforgiving landscapes on a single train. A stark metaphor and very existential statement. Albeit a bit impersonal the word existential in this case. Depressing would actually be more accurate.
Speaking of metaphors ‘The cats out of the bag’ seems to fit in here. It’s hard to tell just who opened the bag or when. There are numbers arguments to be made about that but no mistaking that the cats running all over the place using anywhere it can as its box.
So enough with the metaphors and back to waking up…. Can anyone make a reasonably sane argument why what is going on is? In Northern Iraq, Syria, Gaza, Nigeria, Tunisia, Algeria, Sudan, Egypt, on an on in the whole crazy world. Whats with Israel, and the perpetual denial that they are colonizing a nation year after year? Just do it and be done, whats with the needless killings? The same with Russia and the Ukraine. Be honest, your taking lands you want and feel you can reasonably hold on to. OK, it’s a time honored activity you should be unconcerned about how it looks. Or if you play in that game you may lose. After all you are blatant about doing it so why try and play it off as something else? Like South Africa or all of the rest of the checker-board world. Why wait for history to codify it. Like taking of Native lands in the Americas to make the United states, and all the rest of North and South America, it’s a proud tradition. Taking others lands world wide is human history emblematic of our cultures. It does say something about quality of human culture however…. Still it certainly has been profitable for a few.
Understandably we like to go with the sweeter stories about all this. Call it by different names, nation building, democratic evolution and to make hollow apologies for our ancestors. After all it’s easier to tell our kids stories that make it seem softer. Here in the United States stories like anyone can be president; policemen are your friends; George Washington chopped down a cherry tree and Abraham Lincoln ran miles to give back a forgotten penny. Less disturbing then say the Doctrine of Discovery, Wounded Knee, small Pox blanket trade along the Erie Canal, the lynching and systematic genocide of native people from Canada to Chile.
And all the while the Plutocracy actually makes the decisions about how plots of land and the people on them are divided and used. Formed into what we call Nations with their organized pacification programs we call governments. Yep those plutocrats just love that we’re so easily pacified. I can just hear their chit chat before dinner “What limp minded fools ‘people’ are” they chuckle as they nibble black caviar canapĂ©’s over napkins of Egyptian cotton and platypus wool awaiting the first course of shark fin sea turtle soup.
So you ask is there some point here? Yep, we are in one hell of a mess all over the world. However we still manage to offer up all those feel better stories. As if we can just ignore the fire in the living-room and it will go out on its own.… It seems to me with so many really bad things going on in the world there has to be something fueling it? In turn something that can be learned here that might help shift it. Wishful thinking but somehow we must learn to think differently about these things. Dig deeper if we are ever going to move on and get this ship of life up and running smoothly.
One of the things waking up to this latest news did for me was to cause me to recall the day when the Taliban blew up the Buddha in Afghanistan. Having slept at the foot of that buddha when I lived in Afghanistan I still remember the tears welling up that day when it was destroyed. Of course like every one else who was paying attention I knew they were planing on doing it. It had been in the news for weeks. Yet when it actually happened and they blew it, it hit home like no other time.
There I was having spent a life opposed to war and violence and yet this act of destruction on an old piece of carved rock, made even more visceral for me by the daily reports of disgusting sub-human treatment of women. All of it performed by this same group, ‘The Taliban’ had left me reacting like those I’d judged and felt so unlike so often, screaming “Shoot those bastards!”
Catching myself, uncomfortable in my reaction, I went first to self assessment then thoughts of who these guys were that had done such things and then how they had become what they were.
For Hundreds of years Afghanistan had held this statue and numerous other archeological treasures of various cultures and peoples on their lands long predating islam. Sure they had broken off a nose or two after Islam colonized the lands around the Hindu Kush. But this Wahhabi fundamentalist fervor going on was not the Afghanistan I knew. Why had this happened and what did it signal for the future.
Well that future is here now. And when I look back over the years to when the ‘Djihad' was called in Afghanistan for fighters to come and oppose the ‘Russian infidels’ I can see that bag of cats opening. Just one of numbers of bags to follow. And now here we are adding ISIS to the equation while looking at a steady roll out of fundamental Islam from both Sunni and Shea camps. Now this call for the formation of a new Caliphate, that would affirm legally beating wives to death when agreed upon by a bunch of old sexually repressed men in robes and funny hats. Along with their need to dehumanize women, anxious to be there to decree by whim and arrogance chopping off body parts in the public square. Ostensibly to keep folks in line. ( I must say It would have such an effect on me!)
The real frightening thing here as if that is not enough, is that it seems a no brainer that a dominant faction of this kind of Wahabbi islam would have risen up and organized these lands. Particularly after they were so neatly disassembled and left open for the taking. I could have predicted this if someone had asked me to put my mind to possible outcomes. I know the powers involved have brighter and smarted resources available to them then me. So the question is not did good assessments happen but what was the discussion and to what ends were decisions made. Undoubtably they were held over the Shark fin turtle soup and subsequent main dish of roast Meercat in Marsala glaze. The conclusion being to leave the door open for this to happen? Why? Speculation for another time but I have no doubt that dinner party or a few like them is where the course was charted.
So now once again I find myself, a life long anti war guy hoping for those ignorant sots in Northern Iraq, Nigeria, Syria, the Sudan, Egypt, Tunisia and more - along with their fascist equals in the Israeli parliament and leadership, here at home in the US , our tea party, with the whole bloody lot of arrogant followers of Abrahamic religions to join hands and take a walk off the edge of the flat world they promote.
It seems the cold war —not the easier one of fable we all put into that story of the US and Russia, but the real ‘cold war’ that has simmered hot and cool for hundreds of years ‘the Crusades’ is coming to a boil.
The question is, for me, when I wake up to such news as our bombing Iraq, ‘again’. How can we start to shift the story and change the voices at the dinner table? Struggling again with the tears, anger, the confusion hearing the news that we are bombing Iraq (Again).