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I stayed up till midnight- just. Ailz and I stood at the bedroom window and watched fireworks bristle along the skyline.
I got a call from Bolton in the wee, small hours. Happy, shining people wishing me a happy new Year. The lads had gone back to Sara's house and were partying with her parents.
I'm not a party person.
I keep coming back to Saddam. There's a jolly picture in the press this morning showing him with his neck broke. His executioners (more like a Shia lynch mob actually) jeered him and loosed the trap door while he was still saying his prayers. All through the process he showed courage and dignity. The new Iraq makes the old Iraq (Saddam's Iraq) look good.
I'm so ashamed of what America and Britain have done.
I got a call from Bolton in the wee, small hours. Happy, shining people wishing me a happy new Year. The lads had gone back to Sara's house and were partying with her parents.
I'm not a party person.
I keep coming back to Saddam. There's a jolly picture in the press this morning showing him with his neck broke. His executioners (more like a Shia lynch mob actually) jeered him and loosed the trap door while he was still saying his prayers. All through the process he showed courage and dignity. The new Iraq makes the old Iraq (Saddam's Iraq) look good.
I'm so ashamed of what America and Britain have done.
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Someone's death, even if it's necessary (and I'm not saying this one is or isn't), is never cause for celebration, jeering, or rubbernecking. And victory over your enemies does not give you the right to behave as badly as they have.
I noticed that two photos of Saddam (one being hanged, the other dead) were on Yahoo!'s "Most emailed photos" list the other day. I find that horrifying. What the Hell is wrong with people?
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I don't say enough about it, but me too, cap'n, me too.
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That opens up a big area to ponder.
How on earth do we know what "satisfies" God?
I've read that people like Hitler are handled gently but firmly in the Beyond while they heal from their horrible crimes.
This sounds like the "beating-to-fit-and-painting-to-match" description of Heaven--someone wistfully wants to fill in all the blanks.
I think--oh, boy, as if it matters--that in the long, long scheme of things, we're all pretty much alike, and that is to say very primitive and young and ruled by our chemicals and our isolation.
Did you happen to notice the eerie juxtaposition of the Crucifixion and this hanging? I did, without wanting to. It was like the Antichrist version...
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"That sad, obscure, sequestered place
Where God unmakes but to remake the soul."
I've always liked that.
Yes, I don't suppose that Saddam was essentially any worse than the rest of us. He was a strong, hard man in a brutal, warrior society. Our medieval kings (some of whom we admire) behaved in just the same way.
I read this morning that he was in the habit of feeding the birds and watering the weeds in his prison yard.
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He watered the weeds? Gosh.
He was, like anyone, scared at the end--easy to see on the video.
He had no empathy, and yet he fed birds? I am perplexed.
Maybe he did have empathy, and was a sadist.
I am very glad I am not God. I don't know what to think.
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Which he chose to publish anonymously- though everyone in Iraq knew it was him.
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Given the culture that has existed in the region for centuries (a tribalist "blood for blood" mentality that will not be easily erased by "progressive" Westerners any time soon) and given Hussein's treatment of them during his reign it doesn't surprise me one bit the moment the Americans handed Hussein over to his countrymen they jeered him at his execution. Frankly, I have a hard time casting judgment on the behavior.
Capital punishment is barbaric, don't get me wrong. The West's dealings with the people of that region has often been deplorable, I understand. But I think to cluck our tongues at the behavior of the executioners betrays a sort of reverse colonialist mentality toward Iraqis with little understanding of the culture and history behind it. And while Hussein might have gone to his death with defiance and insults rather than blubbering, to characterize him as dignified, or the old Iraq with its systematic oppression and murder as somehow better than the free for all bloodshed of the new Iraq just seems out of place.
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I watched the footage of the execution. I saw dignity in the way he carried himself.
Yes, he was a bastard. It's pretty much a precondition for being a political leader.
Is the new Iraq worse than the old Iraq? It's certainly no better. We went to war with the promise that we would create a democracy. We have let those people down dreadfully.
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And then I was reading the works of Walter Benjamin where, in his essay about Nikolai Leskov, "The Storyteller", he writes: "It has been observable fir a number of centuries how in the general consciousness the thought of death has declined in omnipresence and vividness.... And in the course of the nineteenth century bourgeois society has, by means of hygienic and social, private and public institutions, realized a secondary effect which may have been its subconscious main purpose: to make it possible for people to avoid the sight of the dying. Dying was once a public process in the life of the individual and a most exemplary one; think of the medieval pictures in which the deathbed was turned into a throne toward which the people press through the wide-open doors of the death house. In the course of modern times dying has been pushed further and further out of the perceptual world of the living. There used to be no house, hardly a room, in which someone had not died.... Today people live in rooms that have never been touched by death, dry dwellers of eternity, and when their end approaches, they are stowed away in sanatoria or hospitals by their heirs.... Just as sequence of images is set in motion inside a man as his life comes to an end--unfolding the views of himself under which he has encountered himself without being aware of it--suddenly in his expressions and looks the unforgettable emerges and imparts to everything that concerned him that authority which even the poorest wretch in dying possesses for the living around him."
I thought of you, this comment in particular. It's not the same, of course, because he didn't die among his people--he was executed. That's the difference. But I wonder, if death had not been pushed out so far from our minds, would we react the same? Were executions once not a public thing as well? Do they not continue to be so in a way?
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One reads of public executions in the 18th century in which the victim was aware of him/herself as a performer and did his/her best to give the public a good show.
And when Joseph Addison, the essayist, was on his deathbed he sent out invitations to his friends to come and "see how a christian can die".
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