I have
never heard of Joan Nagy before.
This
article is written with such power and expression, that I must confess my
total admiration to such a literary genius. It is the first time in my 66
years of life that someone has ever moved me so much that I feel compelled to
respond. No one has ever been
able to provoke me into this frame of mind or mood before. For those of you who don�t believe
that the Americans should be doing what most of us believe should be done
(getting rid of terrorists and Saddam Hussein) had better read this article
with care and understanding. It truly expresses the mood of the silent
majority.
Don.
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Subject: America in
Iraq
Why
Some Americans Blame America
Joan
Nagy
Wednesday,
March 26, 2003
I�ve heard all the arguments
against the war. Every single one, from the mouths of the painstakingly stupid
to the Ivy League elitist educated beyond his or her intelligence.
I�ve
heard the communist, the Bush hater, the young, the old, the passionate, the
emotional, the near comatose and the holier-than-thou speak freely and with
total abandonment. They speak with the moral certitude of the Pope and the
decisive and self-possessed confidence of a CIA insider.
But don�t ask
them a follow-up question or ask them to explain anything an inch beyond their
rote platitudes, because no one is home in the attic.
Many are confused by
the anti-war movement and by the glaring hypocrisy of defending the continued
rule of a homicidal madman like Saddam under the banner of a �peace movement.�
Many pundits try to intellectualize the protesters� dissent using logic,
reason, history and truth.
They all fail.
The most obvious reason
motivating these protesters is hardly ever mentioned and politely avoided. Yet
there exists a common thread that binds all the anti-war protesters,
regardless of their external differences, into one homogeneous group.
A
single yellow thread stitched down the back of each protester binds the group
and reveals the truth. The anti-war protesters all possess the spineless soul
of a coward.
They are shameless cowards lacking the required character
necessary to accept and acknowledge the truth of the peril facing themselves
and our country. They smother themselves in the softness of denial, for the
weight of truth is too heavy for these spineless beings to shoulder.
They
covet the guise of the noble sage seeking peace and a higher plane of
existence. They are frauds. Their weakness and denial will lead them down the
path of enslavement, where they will be forced, at too late a date, to
acknowledge their error.
When you try to engage them in debate and state
pure, hard, cold facts, they react like a psychotic protecting their psychosis
and quickly jump to a different point. When you corner them again on that
point with a hard, cold fact they will again jump to a third point, all the
while thinking that they are more clever and informed than you.
In fact,
if you scan the banners in any anti-war rally, you will see every single
mental defense mechanism represented in posters:
� PROJECTION: Bush is stupid.
� DENIAL:
Saddam is no threat. Inspections are working.
� RATIONALE: Preserve Iraq�s
sovereignty.
� IDENTIFICATION: Lennon said �Give
peace a chance.�
� REGRESSION: U.S. armed Saddam.
� SUBLIMATION: Make love, not war (a
classic).
� DISPLACEMENT: Bush is the real
terrorist.
� REACTION
FORMATION: U.S. military are immoral fascist pigs.
� REPRESSION: There�s no proof of
Saddam�s aggression.
When our country was attacked on Sept. 11, there was
nothing ambiguous involving the information about who attacked us or on why we
were targeted. The terrorists were brutally clear about why they chose to
murder 3,000 average American citizens. We, the average American civilian, not
the military or the government exclusively, represent the enemy.
We are
the infidels that their god demanded they kill. In fact, our murders insured
their entrance into heaven, where 72 grateful virgins awaited their arrival.
Talk about your incentive packages.
These religious terrorists possess no
single nation state and no formal military of their own, so they need to rely
on the �kindness of strangers.� There are no two people stranger than Saddam
and Kim Jong-il. Each is willing and able to supply the al-Qaeda delivery
system with any weapon of mass destruction the terrorist can haul, hide, drag
or carry to our shores.
Our domestic protesters rail against our
courageous president because his boldness magnifies their timidity. They hate
his moral certitude and clarity because these traits only serve to expose
their wretched moral haze. He is strong, they are not.
You don�t need the
toughness of a Marine to accept the harsh reality of the situation facing us,
but you do need internal fortitude, an adult mind and the courage to embrace
the truth.
It�s a shocking realization to accept the fact that you live in
a world in which fate will make you choose to either kill or be killed.
Lacking the courage to acknowledge this fate will not make it go away. This is
the belief of a child and a coward.
If the events of Sept. 11 had
proceeded WWII, the entire nation would have galvanized into one terrific
monolith of unstoppable, single- minded war effort, but something has happened
to legions of American since WWII.
In the postwar prosperity Americans
lived lives free of the great burdens that had vexed prior generations. While
other generations endured the Great Depression, WWI and the normal hardships
of life in the early 20th century, American life in the second half of the
20th century was about as rich and comfortable as earthly possible.
In
this atmosphere of unparalleled fortune many weak-minded individuals
surrendered to their selfishness. In the absence of real problems they
magnified life�s common issues and immersed themselves in a gluttony of
emotions.
The weak became �Oprahfied.� Legions fell under the spell of pop
psychologists, the modern-day snake oil salesmen who told adults to �get in
touch with their inner child.� Pop psychology lingo entered the mainstream
culture and legions of seemingly intelligent people wrung their hands on
national talk shows and demanded �closure� for every unpleasant episode in
their cushy, pampered lives.
�Recreational drugs� helped anesthetize any
difficult issue for legions of Baby Boomers. In their drug-induced melancholy
they lost the chance to garner the strength that comes from having soberly and
diligently surmounted their problems.
We are now seeing the effects of
these modern-day excesses as they spill over into the national debate on the
necessity of fighting a war to protect our very lives.
Legions of
Americans have become weak and cowardly, lacking the depth of character from
which they need to amass strength, wisdom and courage to face the truth. Their
protests are a shameful sight, and they burden the loved ones of our very
brave volunteer soldiers, who wait and worry for their safe return.
When
my immigrant maternal grandmother lost her only son, dashed to his death in
WWII on the rocky coast of England, when shifting winds moved his parachute,
she endured the tragedy with a dignity beyond her station in life.
Not
being schooled in pop psychology, she didn�t get in touch with her inner child
or worry about how to obtain �closure� on an impossible situation. She never
took a Valium because she never had to.
She lived her life the best she
could, cleaning her house, attending church and occasionally seeing a movie in
town. These small bits of life, over time, carried her further and further
from her grief. She still cried a little, every evening around the time when
the telegram was delivered that fateful day, but that was just to acknowledge
her son�s life and continue a connection to him.
I only knew my
grandmother the first six years of my life, but as time passed and I learned
of her life�s events while maintaining the memory of her quiet dignity, I
learned a great lesson.
That lesson is that there are causes and purposes
which you my be involved in during your lifetime that are greater and more
important in the grand scheme of things then even the love a mother has for
her child, even if that love is enormous.
And I am extremely grateful that
when my grandmother mourned her son, she didn�t have to endure the protest of
weak and cowardly neighbors or friends parading their ignorance in the
streets.
Imagine scenes of Americans calling FDR a �terrorist� or
defending Hitler after he invaded France, saying, �He�s no threat to us.� Or,
upon hearing rumors of Hitler�s atrocities, saying, �There�s no proof that
he�s doing such things.�
These words, this domestic ingratitude and
stupidity, would have compounded my grandmother�s grief and tormented her
lamenting soul beyond repair.
So, you weak and cowardly protesters, as you
exercise your constitutional right of free speech; and you Hollywood useful
idiots, as you eagerly showcase your Grand Canyon-size stupidity; and you
despicable, lowlife Democratic senatorial bastards: When you criticize our
president in this time of war for cheap political positioning, remember how
your words of dissent cut the hearts and souls of the parents of our brave
soldiers who just sacrificed their sons and daughters for your ungrateful but
safe and free asses.
Joan Nagy can be
contacted by e-mail at [EMAIL PROTECTED].
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