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Politics : Don't Blame Me, I Voted For Kerry -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?


To: Orcastraiter who wrote (75478)4/15/2006 1:57:44 PM
From: SkywatcherRespond to of 81568
 
An Essay on our President by E.L Doctorow
>
> I fault this president (George W. Bush) for not
> knowing what death is. He does not suffer the death
> of our twenty-one year olds who wanted to be what
> they could be.
>
> On the eve of D-day in 1944, General Eisenhower
> prayed to God for the lives of the young soldiers he
> knew were going to die. He knew what death was. Even
> in a justifiable war, a war not of choice but of
> necessity, a war of survival, the cost was almost
> more than Eisenhower could bear.
>
> But this president does not know what death is. He
> hasn't the mind for it. You see him joking with the
> press, peering under the table for the WMDs he can't
> seem to find, you see him at rallies strutting up to
> the stage in shirt sleeves to the roar of the
> carefully screened crowd, smiling and waving,
> triumphal, a he-man. He does not mourn. He doesn't
> understand why he should mourn. He is satisfied
> during the course of a speech written for him to
> look solemn for a moment and speak of the brave
> young Americans who made the ultimate sacrifice for
> their country.
>
> But you study him; you look into his eyes and know
> he dissembles an emotion, which he does not feel in
> the depths of his being because he has no capacity
> for it. He does not feel a personal responsibility
> for the thousand dead young men and women who wanted
> to be what they could be.
>
> They come to his desk not as youngsters with mothers
> and fathers or wives and children who will suffer to
> the end of their days a terribly torn fabric of
> familial relationships and the inconsolable
> remembrance of aborted life.... They come to his
> desk as a political liability which is why the press
> is not permitted to photograph the arrival of their
> coffins from Iraq.
>
> How then can he mourn? To mourn is to express regret
> and he regrets nothing. He does not regret that his
> reason for going to war was, as he knew,
> unsubstantiated by the facts. He does not regret
> that his bungled plan for the war's aftermath has
> made of his mission-accomplished a disaster. He does
> not regret that rather than controlling terrorism
> his war in Iraq has licensed it.
>
> So he never mourns for the dead and crippled
> youngsters who have fought this war of his choice.
> He wanted to go to war, and he did. He had not the
> mind to perceive the costs of war, or to listen to
> those who knew those costs. He did not understand
> that you do not go to war when it is one of the
> options, but when it is the only option; you go not
> because you want to but because you have to.
>
> This president knew it would be difficult for
> Americans not to cheer the overthrow of a foreign
> dictator. He knew that much. This president and his
> supporters would seem to have a mind for only one
> thing -- to take power, to remain in power, and to
> use that power for the sake of themselves and their
> friends. A war will do that as well as anything. You
> become a wartime leader. The country gets behind
> you. Dissent becomes inappropriate. And so he does
> not drop to his knees, he is not contrite, he does
> not sit in the church with the grieving parents and
> wives and children....
>
> He is the President who does not feel. He does not
> feel for the families of the dead; he does not feel
> for the thirty-five million of us who live in
> poverty; he does not feel for the forty percent who
> cannot afford health insurance; he does not feel for
> the miners whose lungs are turning black or for the
> working people he has deprived of the chance to work
> overtime at time-and-a-half to pay their
> bills -- it is amazing for how many people in this
> country this President does not feel.
>
> But he will dissemble feeling. He will say in all
> sincerity that he is relieving the wealthiest one
> percent of the population of their tax burden for
> the sake of the rest of us, and that he is polluting
> the air we breathe for the sake of our economy, and
> that he is decreasing the safety regulations for
> coal mines to save the coal miners' jobs, and that
> he is depriving workers of their time-and-a-half
> overtime benefits because this is actually a way to
> honor them by raising them into the professional
> class.
>
> And he will versify this litany of lies with
> reverences for God and the flag and democracy, when
> what he and his party are doing to our democracy is
> choking the life out of it.
>
> But there is one more terribly sad thing about all
> of this. I remember the millions of people here and
> around the world who marched against the war. It was
> extraordinary: that spontaneously aroused oversoul
> of alarm and protest that transcended national
> borders. Why did it happen? After all, this was not
> the only war anyone had ever seen coming. There are
> little wars all over the world most of the time.
>
> But the cry of protest was the appalled
> understanding of millions of people that America was
> ceding its role as the last best hope of mankind. It
> was their perception that the classic archetype
> democracy was morphing into a rogue nation. The
> greatest democratic republic in history was turning
> its back on the future, using its extraordinary
> power and standing, not to advance the ideal of a
> concordance of civilizations, but to endorse the
> kind of tribal combat that
> originated with the Neanderthals, a people, now
> extinct, who could imagine ensuring their survival
> by no other means than pre-emptive war.
>
> The president we get is the country we get. With
> each president the nation is conformed spiritually.
> He is the artificer of our malleable national soul.
> He proposes not only the laws but the kinds of
> lawlessness that govern our lives and invoke our
> responses. The people he appoints are cast in his
> image. The trouble they get into and get us into is
> his characteristic trouble.
>
> Finally the media amplify his character into our
> moral weather report. He becomes the face of our
> sky, the conditions that prevail: How can we
> sustain ourselves as the United States of America
> given the stupid and ineffective war-making, the
> constitutionally insensitive lawgiving, and the
> monarchal economics of this president? He cannot
> mourn but is a figure of such moral vacancy as to
> make us mourn for ourselves.
>
> E.L. Doctorow