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August
1, 2003
Joanne
Mariner
Stopping Prison Rape
Alex Coolman
Who Moved My Soap: Trivializing
Prison Rape
Steve
J.B.
Prison Bitch
Stan Goff
Injury and Decorum: The Missing Wounded in Iraq
Wayne
Madsen
Europe Unplugs from the Matrix
Robert
Fisk
Wolfowitz the Censor
Elaine
Cassel
Ashcroft Loses Big in Puerto Rico
Website
of the Day
Stop Prisoner Rape
July
31, 2003
Ray
McGovern
The Prostitution of Intelligence
Brian
Cloughley
Wolfowitz's Operative Statement
Sheldon
Hull
The RIAA's Jihad:
The Devil's Music (Industry)
Elaine
Cassel
The Next Time You Crack a Lawyer Joke, Think of These Attorneys
Sheldon
Rampton
and John Stauber
True Lies: Propaganda and Bush's
Wars
Hammond
Guthrie
Speculation Blues
Website
of the Day
Army of One?
July
30, 2003
David
Lindorff
Poindexter the Terror Bookie
Marjorie
Cohn
Why Iraq and Afghanistan? It's About
the Oil
Elaine
Cassel
How Ashcroft Coerces Guilty Pleas
in Terror Cases
Zvi
Bar'el
The Hidden Costs of the Iraq War
Lisa Walsh
Thomas
Killing Mustafa Hussein: Death of a Child, Birth of a Legend?
Sean
Carter
Pat Robertson's Prayer Jihad: God, Sodomy and the Supremes
ND Jayaprakash
India and Ariel Sharon
Steve
Perry
Bush's Top 40 Lies
Standard
Schaefer
Correction about Bloomberg and Outscourcing
Website
of the Day
Bring Them Home Now!
Congratulations
to CounterPuncher Gilad Atzmon! BBC Names EXILE Top Jazz CD
July
29, 2003
Jeffrey
St. Clair
"Journalist Spotted! Journalist
Dead!" Guatemala Bleeds; US Press Yawns
Thomas
J. Nagy
The Belligerent Dr. Pipes
Kurt Nimmo
Tom Delay Goes to Jerusalem
Chris
Floyd
Dead Reckoning: Bush Warriors Sign Off on War Crimes
Robert
Fisk
Another Botched Raid; Another Massacre
Jason Leopold
Did Chalabi Help Write Bush's State of the Union Address?
Conn Hallinan
Food Bully: Bush's Biotech Shock and Awe Campaign
Dan
Bacher
Sacramento's War on Free Speech
Ray
McGovern
Cheney Chicanery
Website
of the Day
Julie Hilden Caught on Tape
Hot Stories
Sheldon
Rampton and John Stauber
True Lies: the Use of Propaganda
in the Iraq War
Stan
Goff
Bring 'Em On Home, Now!
Wendell
Berry
Small Destructions Add Up
Gary
Leupp
Faith-Based Intelligence
CounterPunch
Wire
WMD: Who Said What When
Cindy
Corrie
A Mother's Day Talk: the Daughter
I Can't Hear From
Elaine
Cassel
Civil Liberties
Watch
Michel
Guerrin
Embedded Photographer Says: "I
Saw Marines Kill Civilians"
Uzma
Aslam Khan
The Unbearably Grim Aftermath of War:
What America Says Does Not Go
Paul de Rooij
Arrogant
Propaganda
Gore Vidal
The
Erosion of the American Dream
Francis Boyle
Impeach
Bush: A Draft Resolution
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August
2, 2003
400 Against to 21 For
Megadeath Media Takeover
By JANINE POMMY
VEGA
The e-mails have been buzzing
for months:
constituent opposition to the fat cats disguised
as aerobically trim millionaires in business suits,
Michael Powell leading the parade,
was one last shot before the media rip-off.
It's already crystal clear air play programming
coast to coast-no blues, no jazz, no real country-
musicians themselves tell you they don't listen,
And the big guys want to chomp down more-
more air time glub more newspapers glub glub
Hitler had it there in Mein Kampf:
Say it enough times, and they will believe you.
Own enough radio stations, enough TV stations,
all the newspapers, who's to say no?
Stalin got that, too.
Who's to know it's any other way but how we paint it?
So people spoke up, they rattled the phones of the
house of reps, and the house voted 400 to 21
against the FCC proposal.
The Federal Communication Commission,
a misnomer like Green Haven, Albion,
Great Meadows and Grove Land-bucolic prisons all,
Federal Anti-communications Commission spells FAC
like fuck the people's airways and lifeblood of democracy,
plugged and clogged as it is, we're still breathing,
we don't want to be quiet.
The Christian zealots, the Civil Rights leaders,
the Writers Guild, Consumers Union-
unlikely bedfellows-agree on this:
We don't want to go dumbly down to slaughter
we want to speak up.
Give us a radio dish, we want to sing
We want to clap hands and dance, wake up a nation,
one sleeping citizen at a time.
The aerobic gentlemen in the million dollar suits
are up front: "We need consolidation for the money.
We need to pay for the Super Bowl!"
Fascism dressed in the lily lambs wool of capital,
O you poor ole things!
Computer keys are clicking in the background:
It ain't over till the fat lady sings,
and if she sings, when we hear it.
Janine Pommy Vega has had fifteen books published-most
recently, Mad Dogs of Trieste, Black Sparrow, 2000; and Tracking
the Serpent, City Lights, 1997. She'S the director of Incisions/Arts,
an organization of writers working with people behind bars, and
has been teaching inside prisons for 27 years. She can be reached
at: jpvega@ulster.net
The Bush Barbershop Quartet
By WILLIAM WITHERUP
Bush: Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
Cheney: I smell the blood of
al-Qaeda man.
Rice: Be he alive, or be he
dead
Rumsfeld: I'll grind his bones
to make my bread.
They high-five each other,
then sing another round.
Bush: Fee! Fie! Foe! Fain!
Rice: I smell the armpits
of Saddam Hussein.
Rumsfeld: Be he alive, or be
he dead
Cheney: I'll stick a cluster
bomb in his bed.
Ari Fleischer comes out of
the wings for a solo.
Ari.: Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
Whitehouse reporters sure were dumb.
Be they awake, or be they asleep,
They had no clue to mission creep!
They high-five Ari. Want to
do another round, by Bush can't remember his lines and needs
a nap. The alliteration wore him out.
William
Witherup
is the author of Down
Wind, Down River: New and Selected Poems. West End Press, 2000
(C) William
Witherup 2003
Godless?
By STEW ALBERT
Ever think
Pat Robertson might be right
about a supra-rational shield
protecting us
against tooth decay
and all evil
having been lifted
for our
sins without ending?
Killing Indians
Jim Crow's Strange Fruit
Hiroshima's melted souls
Vietnam napalm
and the clincher
was
lying passive
as moron played
Steal This White House.
Our lease is up.
Certifiable loons
acting out nightmares
of pathetic power.
Citizens watching the news
and voting yes
on
amok now!
Shield is gone.
All our emperors are naked
So are their spectators.
America a laughing stock
of tears.
Stew Albert manages the Yippie
Reading Room. He can be reached at: stewa@aol.com
Deadheat
By DEBBIE FLEMING
white lies/black lies
bobby dylan in a white tie--and a cowboysuit
his band was slammin, rockin root
the legends mumble lines were moot
the dead dont speak, so they cant lie
cool old folks on a sound-tech high
jerrys gone, theyre still tryinta fly
the crowd was stoned on white, swept in varilite, the joint was
made for ice
houselites: midnite? out to the tie-die street
and walk on back, down the track, in the sticky Tampa heat
Debbie Fleming can be reached at: jusaresunshine@yahoo.com
Weekend Edition Features for July 26 / 28, 2003
Alexander
Cockburn
NYT's Screws Up Again; Uday and
Qusay Deaths Bad for Bush; Gen. Hitchens at the Front
Gary
Leupp
Faith-Based Intelligence
Saul Landau
A Report from Syria
Stan
Goff
Bring 'Em On Home, Now!
Jeffrey
St. Clair
Book Cooking at Boeing
Andrew
Cockburn
The Sons Are Dead; Now the Blood Feud
Begins
Jason Leopold
CIA Points the Finger at the Pentagon's Office of Special Plans
Robert
Fisk
The Power of Death
Joanne
Mariner
Monsieur Moussaoui
M. Shahid
Alam
The Global Economy Since 1800: a Short History
Harry
Browne
Northern Ireland: the Other Faltering Peace Process
Fidel Castro
Moncada, 50 Years Later
Lula
Democracy Requires Social Justice
Edward
S. Herman
Refuting Brad DeLong's Smear Job on Noam Chomsky
Ron Jacobs
Guided by a Great Feeling of Love: a Review of Gordon's The Company
You Keep
Julie
Hilden
A Photographer, an Offer and Cameron Diaz's Topless Photos
Adam Engel
Man Talk
Poets'
Basement
Keeney, Witherup, Short, Nimba, Guthrie and Albert
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