Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Open Forum: Scott from Oregon

A couple nights ago Scott from Oregon responded to something by our resident Big Fella Battuti from Iraq.

My first language was Arabic, as an infant. Only the sound of it stays in my soul, the words are but distant rhythms and the smell of Pita.

My father used to say shukran at the dinner table for years and years, while we all quietly acknowledged his love for all Arabs, but was never clear why. My older sister speaks enough Arabic still to tell guys like you ("something swarmy stallion... something lust?" is all I can recall of your quote) to go f--- yourself at airports. And she has maintained a penpal relationship with a childhood friend (a Jordanian), for close to forty years....

The enemy is brutality and death. It walks among us all. My backhoe operator was murdered by his son two weeks ago not far from here.....

How to cure it, is the goal. Honesty. Brutal honesty, is the place to roll the dice from. You are not my enemy. Sorry. You are a human being. If you stop being a human being, well, we'll talk....

May you find peace inside yourself, and may your mother (as all mothers are priceless) find peace as well....

And may Iraq find a peaceful middle road where its people can 'overblip' the radars of the world.... That is what I desire. Nothing less.

Iraqi Bloggers Central has been fortunate to be a place to stop and chat, bitch, laugh, argue, mimic, send-up, and vent for many great people -- and occasionally for people like Scott to speak from the heart. Death is indeed the Evil Empire.


UPDATE: I am forced to offer Iraqi Bloggers Central a slice from Christopher Hitchens' disemboweling (and that's some massive bowel) of Michael Moore.

If Michael Moore had had his way, Slobodan Milosevic would still be the big man in a starved and tyrannical Serbia. Bosnia and Kosovo would have been cleansed and annexed. If Michael Moore had been listened to, Afghanistan would still be under Taliban rule, and Kuwait would have remained part of Iraq. And Iraq itself would still be the personal property of a psychopathic crime family, bargaining covertly with the slave state of North Korea for WMD. You might hope that a retrospective awareness of this kind would induce a little modesty. To the contrary, it is employed to pump air into one of the great sagging blimps of our sorry, mediocre, celeb-rotten culture. Rock the vote, indeed.

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