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January 10, 2004
Alexander Cockburn
Bush
as Hitler? Let's Be Fair
Diane Christian
On Lying and Colin Powell
Lisa Viscidi
Exhumations: Unearthing Guatemala's Macabre Past
Saul Landau
Homeland Anxiety
Elaine Cassel
Who's Winning the War on Civil Liberties?
January 9, 2004
David Lindorff
The
Misers of War: Troop Strength and Chintzy Bonuses
Kurt Nimmo
Saddam's Defense: Summon Bush Sr. to the Stand
Mike Whitney
Orange Jumpsuits for the Bush Clan?: The Carnegie Report on Iraq's
Non-existent WMDs
Deb Reich
Palestinians and Israelis: This War is Unwinnable
David Vest
Disabled
Vets Fire Back at Rumsfeld
January 8, 2004
Neve Gordon
Israeli
Refuseniks Sentenced to Jail
Lenni Brenner
Dr.
Dean and the Godhead
Ray McGovern
Bush: Driving Without Breaks
Mark Scaramella
Inside
the DA's Office: Lies, Errors and Tedium
Yves Engler
Bush's Mexican Gambit
James Hollander
Journalists
Under Fire: the Death of José Couso in Baghdad
January 7, 2004
Democracy Now!
Uncharitable
Care: How Hospitals are Gouging and Even Arresting the Uninsured
Greg Weiher
The
Bush Administration's Ongoing Intelligence Problem
Ben Tripp
The Word of the Year, 2003
Dave Lindorff
Dean and His Democratic Detractors
Michael Leon
The NYT Does Chomsky
Bob Boldt
God Talk
Ramon Ryan
Small
Victories and Long Struggles: the 10th Anniversary of the Zapatista
Uprising
January 6, 2004
Dave Lindorff
RNC
Plays the Hitler Card: MoveOn Shouldn't Apologize for Those Ads
Ron Jacobs
Drugs
in Uniform: Hashish and the War on Terrorism
Josh Frank
Coffee and State Authority in Colombia
Doug Giebel
Permanent Bases: Leave Iraq? Hell No, We Won't Go
John Chuckman
Sick Puppies: David Frum's New Neo-Con Manifesto
Rannie Amiri
The Politics of the Iranian Earthquake
John L. Hess
A Record
to Dissent From
Thacher Schmid
A Cheesehead's Musings on the Sunday NYT
David Price
"Like
Slaves": Anthropological Thoughts on Occupation
January 5, 2004
Al Krebs
How
Now Mad Cow!
Kathy Kelly
Squatting
in Baghdad's Bomb Craters
Jordy Cummings
The Dialectic of the Kristol Family: Putting the Neo in the Cons
Fran Shor
Mad Human Disease: Chewing the Fat Down on the Farm
Fidel Castro
"We Shall Overcome": On the 45th Anniversary of the
Cuban Revolution
Gary Leupp
North
Korea for Dummies
January 3 / 4, 2004
Brian Cloughley
Never
Mind the WMDs, Just Look at History
Vice Admiral Jack Shanahan
The Wrong War at the Wrong Time
William Cook
Failing to Respond to 9/11
Glen Martin
Jesus
vs. the Beast of the Apocalypse
Robert Fisk
Iraqi Humor Amid the Carnage
Ilan Pappe
The Geneva Bubble
Walter Davis
Robert Jay Lifton, or Nostalgia
Kurt Nimmo
Ashcroft vs. the Left
Mike Whitney
The Padilla Case
Steven Sherman
On Wallerstein's The Decline of American Power
Dave Lindorff
Bush's Taiwan Hypocrisy
William Blum
Codework Orange!
Mitchel Cohen
Learning from Che Guevara
Seth Sandronsky
Mad Cow and Main Street USA
Bruce Jackson
Conversations with Leslie Fiedler
Standard Schaefer
Poet Carl Rakosi Turns 100
Ron Jacobs
Sir Mick
Adam Engel
Hall of Hoaxes
Poets' Basement
Jones, Albert & Curtis
January 2, 2004
Stan Cox
Red Alert
2016
Dave Lindorff
Beef, the Meat of Republicans
Jackie Corr
Rule and Ruin: Wall Street and Montana
Norman Solomon
George Will's Ethics: None of Our Business?
David Vest
As the Top Wobbleth
January 1, 2004
Randall Robinson
Honor
Haiti, Honor Ourselves
David Krieger
Looking
Back on 2003
Robert Fisk
War Takes an Inhuman Twist: Roadkill Bombs
Stan Goff
War,
Race and Elections
Hammond Guthrie
2003 Almaniac
Website of the Day
Embody Bags
December 31, 2003
Ray McGovern
Don't
Be Fooled Again: This Isn't an Independent Investigation
Kurt Nimmo
Manufacturing Hysteria
Robert Fisk
The Occupation is Damned
Mike Whitney
Mad Cows and Downer George
Alexander Cockburn
A Great Year Ebbed, Another Ahead
December 30, 2003
Michael Neumann
Criticism
of Israel is Not Anti-Semitism
Annie Higgins
When
They Bombed the Hometown of the Virgin Mary
Alan Farago
Bush Bros. Wrecking Co.: Time Runs Out for the Everglades
Dan Bacher
Creatures from the Blacklight Lagoon: From Glofish to Frankenfish
Jeffrey St. Clair
Hard
Time on the Killing Floor: Inside Big Meat
Willie Nelson
Whatever Happened to Peace on Earth?
December 29, 2003
Mark Hand
The Washington
Post in the Dock?
David Lindorff
The
Bush Election Strategy
Phillip Cryan
Interested Blindness: Media Omissions in Colombia's War
Richard Trainor
Catellus Development: the Next Octopus?
Uri Avnery
Israel's
Conscientious Objectors
December 27 / 28, 2003
Alexander Cockburn
A
Journey Into Rupert Murdoch's Soul
Kathy Kelly
Christmas Day in Baghdad: A Better World
Saul Landau
Iraq
at the End of the Year
Dave Zirin
A Linebacker for Peace & Justice: an Interview with David
Meggysey
Robert Fisk
Iraq
Through the American Looking Glass
Scott Burchill
The Bad Guys We Once Thought Good: Where Are They Now?
Chris Floyd
Bush's Iraq Plan is Right on Course: Saddam 2.0
Brian J. Foley
Don't Tread on Me: Act Now to Save the Constitution
Seth Sandronsky
Feedlot Sweatshops: Mad Cows and the Market
Susan Davis
Lord
of the (Cash Register) Rings
Ron Jacobs
Cratched Does California
Adam Engel
Crumblecake and Fish
Norman Solomon
The Unpardonable Lenny Bruce
Poets' Basement
Cullen and Albert
Website of the Weekend
Activism Through Music
December 26, 2003
Gary Leupp
Bush
Doings: Doing the Language
December 25, 2003
Diane Christian
The
Christmas Story
Elaine Cassel
This
Christmas, the World is Too Much With Us
Susan Davis
Jinglebells, Hold the Schlock
Kristen Ess
Bethlehem Celebrates Christmas, While Rafah Counts the Dead
Francis Boyle
Oh Little Town of Bethlehem
Alexander Cockburn
The
Magnificient 9
Guthrie / Albert
Another Colorful Season
December 24, 2003
M. Shahid Alam
The Semantics
of Empire
William S. Lind
Marley's
List for Santa in Wartime
Josh Frank
Iraqi
Oil: First Come, First Serve
Cpt. Paul Watson
The
Mad Cowboy Was Right
Robert Lopez
Nuance
and Innuendo in the War on Iraq
December 23, 2003
Brian J. Foley
Duck
and Cover-up
Will Youmans
Sharon's
Ultimatum
Michael Donnelly
Here
They Come Again: Another Big Green Fiasco
Uri Avnery
Sharon's
Speech: the Decoded Version
December 22, 2003
Jeffrey St. Clair
Pray
to Play: Bush's Faith-Based National Parks
Patrick Gavin
What Would Lincoln Do?
Marjorie Cohn
How to
Try Saddam: Searching for a Just Venue
Kathy Kelly
The
Two Troublemakers: "Guilty of Being Palestinians in Iraq"
December 20 / 21, 2003
Alexander Cockburn
How
to Kill Saddam
Saul Landau
Bush Tries Farce as Cuba Policy
Rafael Hernandez
Empire and Resistance: an Interview with Tariq Ali
David Vest
Our Ass and Saddam's Hole
Kurt Nimmo
Bush
Gets Serious About Killing Iraqis
Greg Weiher
Lessons from the Israeli School on How to Win Friends in the
Islamic World
Christopher Brauchli
Arrest, Smear, Slink Away: Dr. Lee and Cpt. Yee
Carol Norris
Cheers of a Clown: Saddam and the Gloating Bush
Bruce Jackson
The Nameless and the Detained: Bush's Disappeared
Juliana Fredman
A Sealed Laboratory of Repression
Mickey Z.
Holiday Spirit at the UN
Ron Jacobs
In the Wake of Rebellion: The Prisoner's Rights Movement and
Latino Prisoners
Josh Frank
Sen. Max Baucus: the Slick Swindler
John L. Hess
Slow Train to the Plane
Adam Engel
Black is Indeed Beautiful
Ben Tripp
The Relevance of Art in Times of Crisis
Michael Neumann
Rhythm and Race
Poets' Basement
Cullen, Engel, Albert & Guthrie
Hot Stories
Alexander Cockburn
Behold,
the Head of a Neo-Con!
Subcomandante Marcos
The
Death Train of the WTO
Norman Finkelstein
Hitchens
as Model Apostate
Steve Niva
Israel's
Assassination Policy: the Trigger for Suicide Bombings?
Dardagan,
Slobodo and Williams
CounterPunch Exclusive:
20,000 Wounded Iraqi Civilians
Steve
J.B.
Prison Bitch
Sheldon
Rampton and John Stauber
True Lies: the Use of Propaganda
in the Iraq War
Wendell
Berry
Small Destructions Add Up
CounterPunch
Wire
WMD: Who Said What When
Cindy
Corrie
A Mother's Day Talk: the Daughter
I Can't Hear From
Gore Vidal
The
Erosion of the American Dream
Francis Boyle
Impeach
Bush: A Draft Resolution
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January
10 / 11, 2004
From the Desert
By Lisa Walsh Thomas
God puts the guns on pause,
forgets Baghdad,
rings up an old friend.
It's an N-scale toy train layout,
state-of-the-art, the whole works---
this world, in my eye--- he whispers in my ear,
(as if he were spared
the maiming of Eden).
He talks of bright little houses with windowboxes,
little talking people,
a donkey with a straw hat, red silk rose,
lakes of milk,
hills of sweet cornbread,
an engine that blows real smoke,
tracks that go over the hills here,
and then
beyond a gray curtain.
Behind the curtain,
acting on a tip,
doing what gods must,
his fists clench,
pretending to grip
the mean stench of little houses,
little people, the donkey,
until they are cornbread dust.
Ride, ride, we ride the little
train
to God's abandoned hideout,
brain-belittled travel;
we blow the whistle
as we crash through the gray curtain,
unravelled,
leaving little houses,
little people, the donkey,
all their souls
dipped in Baghdad ashes.
Behind the curtain
a rash of cool in black;
the train tracks end in nothing.
We close our eyes here,
remember the angels of childhood,
stop the bombing,
save the world,
remember little houses,
little people, the donkey, now hurt,
will lust for them,
will fall upon the dirt
and clutch our selves to their remembered selves,
confess we scratched the ground for more,
a palace, a giant, a horse.
Just another wasteland,
heaven now scratched by shrapnel,
blood-soaked games
that call forth dollars
with impressive names---
duty and freedom.
Our silent land,
this desert of decayed bodies,
aches
for God's own sand, a well,
longs for music, a new deal,
a skinny cat to save, wrongs to break,
a flute to sell,
a bone to heal.
Alone in the wilderness,
God moans from the dark
that the tracks go somewhere,
leave a mark, provide a clue.
A thready voice, notes askew,
whispers from the hills:
God don't know squat,
sold us his bones.
Lisa Walsh Thomas is a veteran peace activist, poet, former
teacher and arts columnist. Her book of dissident poetry, "The
Girl with Yellow Flowers in her Hair" is available through
Pitchfork Publishing at
http://www.pitchforkpublishing.com.
Li can be reached at saavedra1979@yahoo.com
Freedom Kiss
By JD Curtis
The Syrian I met on the internet
just after 9/11
smoothed his olive palms over my ivory curves
with the adroitness of Pacino in Scarface
next to his shell-shaped bath and wine glass,
made me feel like his blond starlet
as he wiped the silk slip from my shoulders,
his eyes intense as mine on our immersion.
We filled ourselves with red
wine from the French Vallees,
les pinots noirs, black grapes,
intense, ruby-like from growing on rugged hillsides
of land that is harsh,
each grape that lived, daily created within itself its
self,
its essence.
French vines are growing, grafted
onto roots in California
thriving on America's rich soil
as my lover who grew from boy to man
moving from bombed city to city
next to ancient Sea sands until
he landed and learned to master
this American culture, skillfully,
gently, with Mediterranean,
sun-infused skin.
A la style Italiano-Grecco,
he pours softly, warmly into me
like wine over my lips,
and I am rich
to taste
his freedom
kiss.
J.D. Curtis lives in Columbus, Ohio. Email: lunafleurs@yahoo.com
Dear John
By MURRAY DALEY
My father served on the Czech
border 57-59
he lifted the shells filled with fodder that ran the machine
guns
cause he guarded a border, but he was not a tail gun gunner.
I was served his seperation
papers, his DD214's
cause his brother was on the other side of the world recieving
different orders,
and then he got a dear john letter, all the men in my family
crossed the border.
They asked me at his funeral
if i had anything to say,
and my mother was standing there in the funeral home corner,
she said, "he was a mere private, and they never found the
body."
I left.
And now i took the drugs, the
diladid, the morphine, the brandy,
he could barely lift his head let alone dream of those days in
between,
and the voices from my childhood said, "you will always
remember."
Uncle Murray he did his stint,
like his father and his brother,
he got his DD214's before the korean snow melted his feet together,
the only thing to keep him warm was his dear John letter.
But if you look way back you
will see his father,
stuck in the black forest without his sons or his mother,
and years later you will read his terrified letters.
It's only when you are at the
mercy of nothing,
when the will to live becomes something of a bother,
it won't take long for you to realize the death of your father.
Murray Daley lives in Michigan. He can be reached
at: Murphwild1@aol.com
On The Verge of Tomorrow
By HAMMOND GUTHRIE
Back talk downs weaponized
information
paying soldiers of misfortune to re-up
laughing all the way to the bankruptcy
Space is the next preemptive
campaign
with armed astronauts leading the way
for a secure presidential vision on Mars
After we retake the moon that is--
and which begs the question:
Will it be weaponized as well?
Establishing military superiority
in Space,
a realm of the near imagination
is reserved for ill-defined objectives
Earthworks for a comprehensive
treaty
preventing militarization of outer space
is a peaceful program based on terra firma
Don't regret the future!--
the present as we know it
is nearly past judgment.
Hammond Guthrie is the author of AsEverWas:
Memoirs of a Beat Survivor. He is the editor of the great
online journal The
3rd Page. He can be reached at: writenow@spiritone.com
© 2003-- Hammond Guthrie
Writers On The Storm
By STEW ALBERT
I
All poems are canceled because
of snow
in Portland
until further notice all creative comments
will refer only
to inclement weather
Since terrorists may benefit
from the storm
you will stay home
and be grateful
you don't live someplace
where you have to write poetry
in very bad weather.
II
Continuing icy conditions
are paralyzing Portland
naturally suspicion is falling
on the defunct Weatherman Underground's leadership
the so-called Weather Bureau
Sources in Salem
are certain that Weather manipulating terrorists
have struck a windy blow
against our business community.
A High Homeland Security official
anonymously declared:
Ordinarily we would round up
the Beaverton Arabs
but the roads are slippery
and our men might get injured.
The Weathermen no longer exist
really is nothing for us to do
but conveniently call press conferences.
Warming trends will bring new
suspicions.
III
Since the storm began
haven't received the morning NY Times.
Homeland Security must have seized the issues
suspecting secret codes in their prose and pagination.
It's virtual martial law
even the morning Oregonian, pablum safe enough to be read in
prisons
was not this day
at my door.
A protective Bush blanket of progressive suffocation
being applied to the victims of Weather terrorism
in the Pacific North West.
Will the presidential elections
be called off
because of rain?
Stew Albert runs the Yippie
Reading Room. His memoir, Who
the Hell is Stew Albert?, is now available at independent
bookstores or from Red Hen Press. For a personally autographed copy,
please send a check or money order for $22 (includes s&h)
to Stew Albert, Who The Hell. PO Box 13161, Portland OR 97213-0161.
He can be reached at: stewa@aol.com
Weekend
Edition Features for January 3 / 4, 2004
Brian Cloughley
Never
Mind the WMDs, Just Look at History
Vice Admiral Jack Shanahan
The Wrong War at the Wrong Time
William Cook
Failing to Respond to 9/11
Glen Martin
Jesus
vs. the Beast of the Apocalypse
Robert Fisk
Iraqi Humor Amid the Carnage
Ilan Pappe
The Geneva Bubble
Walter Davis
Robert Jay Lifton, or Nostalgia
Kurt Nimmo
Ashcroft vs. the Left
Mike Whitney
The Padilla Case
Steven Sherman
On Wallerstein's The Decline of American Power
Dave Lindorff
Bush's Taiwan Hypocrisy
William Blum
Codework Orange!
Mitchel Cohen
Learning from Che Guevara
Seth Sandronsky
Mad Cow and Main Street USA
Bruce Jackson
Conversations with Leslie Fiedler
Standard Schaefer
Poet Carl Rakosi Turns 100
Ron Jacobs
Sir Mick
Adam Engel
Hall of Hoaxes
Poets' Basement
Jones, Albert & Curtis
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