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13 de Diciembre, 2006
Dear Warblogger:
Categorized under Blogando , Iraq the Casbah , Poesía , Terrorizing la Gente , When the Right is SO wrong | Tags: Fear, hype, Imperialism, Iraq, pundits
THE REASON you hate journalists and the media is because
the press = telling the people the truth
and
the truth = people are dying (every day in every way) in Iraq
the truth = on a regular basis, explosions are splintering lives and houses and smiling faces and heads and tiny once-grasping hands and
the truth = on a regular basis, blood is flowing
like wasted water
into the sandblown streets and the children
are being lowered
into cool, shadowed graves
and
the truth is that american soldiers are dying today
dying every single day because
nobody told the truth
and
the truth = we did not need to do this.
we
did
not
need
to
do
this.
we chose to do this.
chose this war
chose this pace
chose this abdication of grace
chose this hate
chose this hell
chose to throw billions in a bitter black well
chose to cause sorrow
chose to bring pain
chose to drop bombs when the gasoline waned
and we did so with the help
and great efforts of certain
good americans
talkers and typists
those who
decided
to stand behind
a liar and his violence
violence now sprung up, called forth, and hungry
a disease now unfolding into unforeseen fractals
preparing to devour the world
his (and your) violence
now beyond the containment
of empty silly phrasing
and new american reasons for razing
and tanks on streets idly grazing
while the body count leans toward a million dead humans
and the truth = that bothers you, too.
all of it does. because
aren't you human? with a brain that knows a lie?
yes.
and aren't you human, too
with a heart that feels sorrow over pain that never needed be?
over wedding parties blooded up and shot down in a rain of machine gun fire?
or children picking up cluster bombs on the last day of their lives
or men drilling men sewing dog heads onto men
drilling pokers into bone
or fathers getting kidnapped leaving wives and children alone
jobless, no food, no electricity, no security
families abandoning their own beloved country
or american joes raping girls and burning them to the ground
and the growing tides of fury lapping at the levees of every town?
yes. you do.
and this is why you hate the Press. they are the downer, the speaker-outer, not-let-it-rester, the not-paint-it-better, the person who is
harshing your mellow
by telling you the truth
when you dont want to hear it.
and you don't want to hear it because you know it's true.
and that hurts.
and the truth is you are not strong, but weak
too weak for the hardest job (which is always facing the truth)
so
you
run.
dear "warbloggers:"
stop running from the truth. because the truth is, that hurts more. and the truth is your feelings aren't important to anything or anyone. anymore.
only the truth.
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kick it, ése.