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David Usborne - The Independent: U.S., THE ULTIMATE ROGUE STATE, BLOCKS
RETURN OF U.N. ARMS INSPECTORS - 11 May 2003
Paul Harris, Martin Bright and Ed Helmore - The Observer: U.S. RIVALS TURN ON
EACH OTHER AS WEAPONS SEARCH DRAWS A BLANK - 11 May 2003

Donald Macintyre - The Independent: EXILED CLERIC RETURNS HOME TO CALL FOR
FREE ISLAMIC STATE - 11 May 2003

David Usborne, Rupert Cornwell and Phil Reeves - The Independent: IRAQ INC: A
JOINT VENTURE BUILT ON BROKEN PROMISES - This is one of the real reasons for
the imperialist war in Iraq: To rob the Iraqi oil reserves with inmpunity for
at least one year. The other reason was to strengthen Israel's dominant
position in the Middle East. The war had nothing to do with weapons of mass
destruction that the gangsters in the White House knew full well they have
been all destroyed by 1998. The gang does not want Mr. Hans Blix and his
inspectors in Iraq because they can prevent the successful planting of WMD
made in the U.S.. Mr. Blix has already accused the war criminals in
Washington, D.C. of 'fabricating evidence against Iraq to justify their
campaign'. Blunt and revealing information for the American chauvinist
shitheads, the scum of the human race... - 10 May 2003

Editorial - The Independent: THE GANGSTERS' BROKEN PROMISES - 10 May 2003

Editorial - The Guardian: THE NEW CALIPHS - 10 May 2003

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  • Gość: Hawaiian IP: *.rasserver.net 12.05.03, 16:52
    , the scum of the human race... " --> because its so true!
    Ten Independent to ma jednak klase i jest prawdziwie independent!
    Brawo Independent.
  • Gość: ben IP: 168.103.126.* 12.05.03, 18:31
    The Other "F" Word: "Chosen by the Grace of God"?
    12.05.2003 [10:01]


    You could fill your lederhosen with razor blades and ride a bicycle down some
    steps. You could administer yourself a boiling-hot clyster of Drano and minced
    cactus. You could irritate a pride of lions whilst bedecked in a ham waistcoat.
    But why take the easy way out? It's better to stand and fight. I refer to the
    deeply Sisyphean task of opposing the neofascist regime which has taken over
    the United States. There, I did it. I used the word 'fascist', which places me
    in that camp, even if the word was prefixed with the modifier 'neo' as in 'o
    neo f the worst ideas ever'.

    It's been a long time coming, and not just because of Bob Dole's Viagra
    (humorous joke, get it? Long time never mind). For all its strenuous efforts, I
    could never give the Bush administration that much credit before. Fascism is
    such a heavy term, so loaded with images of greasy newsreel dictators in Sam
    Browne belts and tall boots. Too many commentators leapt on the 'Orwellian'
    and 'fascist' bandwagons too quickly into Bush's sic volo, sic jubeo term of
    office. After all, wasn't the WWI Sedition Act far worse than Ashcroft's Junior
    Inquisition? How about the McCarthy Era, when a ventriloquist's dummy nearly
    destroyed our nation's freedoms, just to deny Dalton Trumbo the screenwriting
    credit for 'Roman Holiday'? For a long time I couldn't quite slap the 'F' word,
    as fascism is coyly known among lefties, on Bush and his minions. No matter how
    naughty the Man Who Would be President might be, for my tastes he never hit
    that perfect Kafka note-- until recently. Him and his people weren't really
    fascists. Just execrable excrudescent assholes. But 2003 has changed all that.

    These people are fascists, and they make Mussolini look like a mezzafinook.
    There is no component of American liberty of which they are unwilling to
    relieve us, and no aspect of American life upon which they are unwilling to
    relieve themselves. Where to begin? First, we must define 'fascism'. It is a
    term like 'love', about which it can be said that everybody knows exactly what
    it means, and nobody knows what they're talking about. Luckily I know
    everything and so can clear the matter up, particularly if I consult
    Mussolini's own diary, which I picked up on Ebay for a song (the song
    was 'That's Amore' as sung by Dean Martin). For those not fluent in Italian, I
    will paraphrase the definition before me in Il Duce's crabbed hand:

    Fascism is an extreme right-wing ideology which embraces nationalism as the
    transcendent value of society. The rise of Fascism relies upon the manipulation
    of populist sentiment in times of national crisis. Based on fundamentalist
    revolutionary ideas, Fascism defines itself through intense xenophobia,
    militarism, and supremacist ideals. Although secular in nature, Fascism's
    emphasis on mythic beliefs such as divine mandates, racial imperatives, and
    violent struggle places highly concentrated power in the hands of a self-
    selected elite from whom all authority flows to lesser elites, such as law
    enforcement, intellectuals, and the media. What a rush. Must buy Clara a new
    hat.

    I couldn't have said it better myself. If we accept this general definition of
    fascism, we can be forgiven for rushing to the bedroom and throwing some clean
    underwear into a portmanteau ere catching the next train to Toronto. But we
    must stand our ground, however eroded it may be. Our freedoms have been
    undermined at home. Our nation has engaged in an outrageous military adventure
    overseas, the tissue-thin justification for which has disappeared completely,
    leaving America in the awkward position yclept 'hostile invader' by entities
    such as the United Nations (you remember them, those nice colored folks over on
    39th Street?) Meanwhile our states have mostly gone bankrupt, the first tax cut
    during wartime since the 1840's ­more wealth for the wealthy- is in the works
    while corporate feudalism runs rampant, our ability to respond to authentic
    terrorist threats has been hobbled, the voting system has been co-opted by
    digital pirates in the Republican party, the electoral system in general is
    hostage to big money, our healthcare system is in meltdown, our national budget
    is so far in the red we have to import ink from China just to keep up; the
    prison population is exploding while our schools implode, civil rights are
    verklempt and vivisepulturated, our businesses are folding by entire sectors
    while the military-industrial complex thrives, and our environment is sinking
    into crisis with the North Pole melted and environmental regulation evaporating
    like so much ozone. Meanwhile, Jesus Christ is sleeping in the Lincoln Bedroom.

    But because the American media has ceased to make its own news, relying instead
    on a kind of government-hosted charabanc tour for journalists, nobody is
    questioning this lunatic national retrenchment in a public forum- instead, we
    demonize Arabs and teenagers and black people and homosexuals and poor folks
    and drug users and anyone, God bless them, who has ever performed fellatio. And
    that's only the tip of the scheisseberg. These are all harbingers and symptoms
    and outcomes of fascism. But still, fascism is such an extreme notion. Once
    could argue that these many fresh hells are the result of simple criminal
    mismanagement, and for some time I have been so inclined (to argue thus, not to
    criminally mismanage. For the latter I'd need an MBA.)

    What specific enormity cemented the notion of Bush and his cabal as 'fascists'
    in my mind? If I could sit out all of the above, surely nothing could compel me
    to apply the scarlet 'F' to these vendible quantum-larrikins and their
    erstwhile leader, the Ivy-League demagogue bogtrotter George W. Bush. I can
    tell you the very moment, and if you missed it, it's worth finding a dog-eared
    copy of the video and viewing it entire, although I caution you to keep a
    bucket handy- these images are too graphic for many American stomachs.

    An aircraft carrier in the Pacific, about an hour from San Diego, California.
    You could row that far. A couple of jets on deck as props, lots of giddy
    sailors. Here comes an airplane! It lands in the accustomed manner. Out springs
    the Boy Prince, the Dauphin of D.C., the VIP of the GOP, George W. Bush in full
    military flight suit, with his ejector harness giving him the worst moose
    knuckle in presidential history. A bit of video for the election commercials
    just in case the Democrats don't all curl up and die on their own, what's the
    harm in that? I wish it was that simple. But what we really saw in that moment
    was a coup d'etat. The president isn't supposed to wear a uniform. He's a
    civilian. Rough Rider Teddy Roosevelt strapped on a pistol now and then and
    we've had generals who made president before. That Kennedy fellow was a war
    hero, too, and Bush Senior, the one who got elected, did his bit in the Pacific
    while Grampy Prescott was supporting the Nazis in Europe. But when they were
    president none of these men put on military uniforms. They understood that
    there are three sacred lines with regard to American democracy that can never
    be crossed: the line between privilege and power, the line between Church and
    State, and the line between civilian and military leadership. Cross any of
    them, and you're at fascism's doorstep. Cross two, you're on the threshold with
    your hand on the doorknob.

    George W. Bush, son of unimaginable privilege, crossed the first line when he
    was selected to be president by the Supreme Court and accepted the job. He
    crossed the second line when he revealed his divine imperative, such as when
    (after the disaster of 9/11) he spoke of being "chosen by the grace of God to
    lead at that moment." (attributed by Tim Goeglein, deputy direct

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