By Chris Floyd
You would think that
by now we would have "supp'd full with horrors" on the New York Times
op-ed pages. What could be worse than the atrocities that have filled
those gray columns in the past few years,
the loud brays for war, the convoluted excuses for presidential
tyranny, the steady murmur of chin-stroking bullshit meant to comfort
the comfortable elite and confirm them -- at all times, at any cost --
in their well-wadded self-righteousness? Surely, you would think, we
have seen the worst.
If
this was your thought, then alas, alas, alack the day, you were
bitterly mistaken, my friend. Comes now before us the portly,
fur-lipped figure of Thomas Friedman, Esq., who today has penned what
must be the most morally hideous and deeply racist column ever to
appear in those rarefied journalistic precincts: "Ten Months or Ten Years."
It
seems that this very enthusiastic promoter of the unprovoked war of
aggression against Iraq - which he proudly called "a war of choice,"
apparently not realizing that he was parroting the propagandists of the
Nazi regime that killed millions of his ethnic kindred -- has now
discovered that Iraqi Arabs are hopeless, worthless barbarians, broken
by "1,000 years of Arab-Muslim authoritarianism" and can only be held
together by an "iron fist." (He got all this from reading a new book,
apparently. Well, a little literacy, like a little learning, is a
dangerous thing, I reckon -- and as anyone who has ever exposed
themselves to the dull, flat buzz of Friedman's prose can attest, his
literacy is little indeed.)
In
fact, the only thing America did wrong in its "effort to bring
progressive politics or democracy to this region" was not coming down
hard enough on this darky riff-raff: "Had we properly occupied the
country, and begun political therapy, it is possible an American iron
fist could have held Iraq together long enough to put it on a new
course. But instead we created a vacuum by not deploying enough
troops." Instead, we took it easy on them -- I mean, Jesus H. Jiminy
Cricket Walker Christ, we only killed 600,000 of them; what kind of
pussyfooting around is that? -- and look what happened. A Sunni
insurgency sprang up, whose only goal -- whose ONLY goal, mind you --
was to make America look bad: "America must fail in its effort to bring
progressive, etc., etc. America must fail – no matter how many Iraqis
have to be killed, America must fail." What was their "only one goal"
again, Tom? Oh yeah: America must fail. Not a single ding-dang one of
them ornery critters ever had any other motive whatsoever to take up
arms against an army of foreigners who had invaded and occupied their
country.
Actually, I think there was at least one other
goal of the insurgency, and it hangs over Friedman's piece like a bad
smell he is loath to acknowledge in polite company: they wanted Thomas Friedman to
fail. Here we come to the corroded heart of the matter. Friedman, like
all the pro-war "liberal hawks" who see aggressive war as the very best
method of implanting "progressive politics or democracy" in benighted
lands, is personally affronted by the Iraqis' ingratitude. They will
not and cannot accept even the slightest implication that there was
ever any flaw in their philosophy of benign bloodlust. (Bloodlust by
proxy, of course, always by proxy! Goodness gracious granny me, you'd
never see one of these paladins so much as muss their cuticles in the
service of their noble ideals. That's what God made Mexicans and
Salvadorans and white trash crackers for.)
In his column,
Friedman makes much of his pre-war enthusiasm, and proudly claims that
he was the first to come up with the "Pottery Barn rule" of
international diplomacy -- "You break it, you own it" -- which he
further claims Colin Powell copped from him. Perhaps he's right;
certainly, it's hard to believe that two separate lifelong chewers of
conventional wisdom cud could have come up with such a banal and
suburban-brained observation independently!
But the fact that Tom Friedman's war has failed -- that these
dastardly, dumb-ass Arabs (and Tom, swoopstake, includes the entire
"Sunni Muslim world" in his condemnation for "tolerating and tacitly
support[ing]" the insurgency; he has obviously gone and polled every
single Sunni Muslim on earth to procure this knowledge) -- is the
unspoken leitmotiv of the entire piece. This was my war
-- and the Arabs ruined it! They didn't want the "progressive politics
or democracy" that I wanted to give them at gunpoint -- or with an
"iron fist" -- and now the whole thing's just a hopeless mess. Hell,
the Arabs are so goddamned stupid, says Tom, that they "can't even have
a proper civil war. There are so many people killing so many other
people for so many different reasons — religion, crime, politics — that
all the proposals for how to settle this problem seem laughable."
Ah,
but wise old Tom has a proposal to settle this problem -- a most
condign punishment for the Arab trash who have so bitterly disappointed
him. Friedman proposes -- seriously, one assum
es,
for surely nothing is more serious than Tom Friedman in full cry --
that we "re-invade" Iraq with 150,000 more troops...and this time really do
a number on those recalcitrant tribes, do whatever "is necessary to
crush the dark forces in Iraq" and pound some sense into them, or at
least some obedience, with our big "iron fist." (This is, after all,
the only thing that Arabs understand, right? No doubt Tom has read "The
Arab Mind," Raphael Pataki's reduction of fellow human beings to
abstract ciphers bound up in a hive mentality -- an outdated, outmoded,
outlandish spasm of hidebound "Orientalism" that has long been required
reading not only for war-of-choicemongers like Friedman but also for
Pentagon brass and officers in the field.)
Whatever
is necessary. Whatever it takes. This is, I believe, what is
technically known as the "Close Your Hearts to Pity" strategy, in honor
of that great war-of-choicer who thus exhorted his officers as they
stood poised on the Polish frontier back in the glorious days when men
were men and an iron fist was an iron fist.
Nowadays,
of course, we hollow men, headpieces filled with straw, obviously lack
the will to power. And so even while Tom adjures his great hero, the Commander-in-Chief,
to unleash the re-invasion force (where Tom proposes to get 150,000
more fighting troops from remains a mystery; maybe China will loan us
some), thereby "crushing the Sunni and Shiite militias, controlling
borders, and building Iraq's institutions and political culture from
scratch," it's clear that he believes that the sissy-mary American
public lacks the proper martial spirit to carry through the necessary
10 years of fisting that the Iraqis so clearly deserve. And so, more in
anger than in sorrow, he proposes the only other possible alternative
to a brand-new blitzkrieg: bugging out in 10 months time and forgetting
the whole shebang ever happened. Otherwise, "it will only mean throwing
more good lives after good lives into a deeper and deeper hole filled
with more and more broken pieces."
Yes,
yes, the "Pottery Barn Rule" says that if we are responsible for those
broken pieces, then we own them. But never let it be said that Friedman
lacks the moral courage and mental elasticity to admit that he is
wrong. Not about his advocacy of the war, of course. Nor about the idea
that murdering 600,000 civilians (and counting) is a jim-dandy way to
advance "progressive politics or democracy." Heavens to Betsy my word,
no. All of that still goes, and we can only hope to see this course
followed again elsewhere, and soon -- and done right this
time. No, what Tom manfully admits is wrong is his "Pottery Barn Rule"
itself. It turns out that "Iraq was already pretty broken before we got
there." So none of what has happened is our fault. The blame lies with
those "1,000 years of Arab-Muslim authoritarianism." (So much more
corrosive than the European authoritarianism that overlaid the
White-Folk homeland for, oh, say 3,000 years or so.) The blame lies
with "three brutal decades of Sunni Baathist rule" -- that would be the
Sunni Baathist rule that was put in place by means of not one but two
CIA-assisted coups, and maintained with lavish help from Ronald Reagan
and George Humpty Dumpty Bush. The blame also lies, it seems, with a
"crippling decade of UN sanctions," screwed on ever tighter by those
champions of humanitarian intervention, Bill Clinton and Tony Blair.
In
fact, who can forget Tom's giddy cheerleading for the Clinton-Blair air
war against the civilian population of Serbia? Who can forget his
bone-chilling warning to the unruly Slavs in his classic 1999 column,
"Give War a Chance," when he wrote: "Let's at least have a real war. It
should be lights out in Belgrade: every power grid, water pipe, bridge,
road and war-related factory has to be targeted...Every week you ravage
Kosovo is another decade we will set your country back by pulverizing
you. You want 1950? We can do 1950. You want 1389? We can do 1389 too."
In a column the year before, as Norman Solomon notes, Friedman called
for "bombing Iraq, over and over and over again."
So
there you go. Iraq was already ruined before we got there. We didn't
have a blessed thing to do with it. Certainly, the "war of choice"
launched by the knowing lies of Bush and Blair ("the intelligence is
being fixed around the policy") has no connection whatsoever to the
deep hole filled with broken pieces that is Iraq today. And if it turns
out that we really are too
wimpy to close our hearts to pity and put these ragheads in their place
once and for all, we can still leave behind the hellhole -- and those
600,000 dead -- with a clear conscience. For we have not failed. (Thomas Friedman has not failed.) We were
not wrong. (Thomas Friedman was not wrong.) It was all the fault of
those "progress-resistant," broken-down, hive-minded, barbaric Arabs.
We can either slaughter them by the millions, or flush them down the
toilet. There is no other way.
This,
ladies and gentleman, is what passes for Establishment thought on the
most respected newspaper in the land. This complete and utter moral
perversion -- like unto an act of sexual congress with the beasts of
the field -- is now the conventional wisdom of the chattering classes,
the "public intellectuals," and the powerful elites whom they so
cravenly serve. This blood-flecked drivel -- a precise echo of the
genocidal fury being voiced on what once was once considered the
lunatic fringes of the far right -- is now at the heart of American
political life.
How many more people will have to die to keep the warmongers from colliding with the enormity of their crimes? What child will be ripped to shreds tonight
-- and tomorrow night -- and every night afterward, for "ten months or
ten years," to keep Thomas Friedman snug and cozy in the gilded palace
of his endless self-regard?
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Jimmy Montague
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Easy, Chris! Don't get your knickers in a wad. Newt Gingrich is going to revisit the First Amendment. Nifty Newt thinks we should censor people and Web sites who advocate and advance the cause of terror. So Newt will probably go to New York one of these days and tell Friedman to shut up or go to jail. If Friedman had principles he'd choose to go to jail like a good American, but, being he is what he is, he'll choose to shut up and that will be the last we hear from him. Good thing we got Newt on the job, eh? He knows how to put them chickenhawks down and keep 'em there. I sleep better at night knowing he looks out for us. |
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Bill from Saginaw
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Bestiality as conventional wisdom of the chattering classes If Friedman and/or Colin Powell wish to foment war or formulate foreign policy by analogy to the Pottery Barn Rule, at least they should get their aphorism straight. Here in the Midwest, the saying I've heard since childhood - and which some retail shops actually post discretely near their display cases - is "If you break it, you buy it." Behaving like a clumsy oaf, in other words, does not create a moral entitlement to take over day-to-day operations of the whole store. Ten months? Ten years? Why must the false choices always be so superficial? What's wrong with ten weeks to withdraw all the US troops, spies, contractors, con men, collaborators, pimps, and other hangers on? Let's test Tom's racist stereotype. The cradle of civilization may just prove itself quite capable of conducting a very proper civil war (or perhaps avoiding further descent into the one we've set in motion) once the American military occupation ends. Follow this up with ten hours of competently conducted Congressional committee investigation focused upon the massive financial fraud and theft of public funds funneled into the occupation, the Downing Street lies, and the torture/rendition/domestic wiretapping scandals. A democratic republic worthy of the name should be able to clean up its house domestically in about ten minutes, and then address the issue of fair reparations due the people of Iraq. But, as you so flamboyantly and succinctly put it, we are treated instead to "the loud brays for war, the convoluted excuses for presidential tyranny, the steady murmur of chin stroking bullshit..." while the dream of empire unravels, "this blood flecked drivel.....now at the heart of the American political life." A-plus for prose. A-plus for insight. |
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