OFF WITH HIS HEAD…and off it flew… from the noose!

January 17, 2007 - 2 Responses

I can’t think of a more macabre choice to make if I was one of the accused in the IRAQI docks ala Sadam & his 2 sidekicks……..death by hanging, decapitation, firing squad, injection, plain ole electric chair (did you watch the movie “The Green Mile”?), a bullet to my head or what???

BUT ( there’s always a but)….this depends on whether I agree that they deserved to die.

I’m not a war criminal sympathiser without a cause……BUT (there it goes again)… if I didn’t agree that Bush had the right to march into Iraq the way he did in his oxymoronic “pre-emptive strike” based on sightings of phantom WMDs, then I can’t agree that the 3 dead Iraqi former leaders deserved their ending. Oh, I’m not Muslim or Arab. In fact, I am an Asian Christian.

Why don’t they deserve to die? Well, US bombed them, invaded their country and then hauled them to court as war criminals’ equivalent( though never so named). The clear definition of war criminal is one who committed atrocities during a war.
No doubt if Saddam was legitimately deposed as dictator and brought to civil trial he would have met the same fate.
BUT……he wasn’t!! He was the guy who lost the invasion by another country and had to hide in a hole!!

I weep to read the simpleton response of Condi Rice when she was reported to “express disappointment ” with the shoddy way the executions were handled. How else did she think they will be handled in a country torn by sectarian warfare now, reluctant bedfellows with an internationally unpopular country (USA)? Being old enough to remember the Vietnam War, it brings back images of the Ngo Dinh Diem regime and their cruel abuse of their people…and they were backed by the US too.

Flashback to Pol Pot and Cambodia, same s–t, different shovel!

So what’s wrong with this picture?

Once again, the USA has misguided understanding of their role as the world’s policeman.

From the land where “spin” was invented, it’s ironic that Bush has done everything short of pulling down his “drawers” to expose himself as (unfortunately true), not of the highest intelligence.

When I read the body count of foreign soldiers in Iraq, it underpins the most caustic critics’ vitriol….132k american soldiers versus a puny 18K other nations! And this ‘roll-call” of “united combatants” is supposed to illustrate international agreement with US’s pre-emptive strike??.

So, now I wonder, if any other country’s dictator, albeit cruel and unjust, pops up.. will there be more beheadings around the world?
Omigosh, there will be more heads flying around than the annual locust migrations in the US wheatlands.

Dear America, you are caught out by your wonderful democratic processes of Congress and senate and the White House and have, once more with feeling, landed in the bog (er, the cockney meaning please).

BUT (promise it’s the last time)….maybe this doesn’t bother you much, since the wars are always fought on others’ turf.

And as a Christian, Mr. Bush, did you hear God’s voice, your voice, your cronies’ voice or Satan’s voice when you made that war decree? (this is a serious question)

yes, God is weeping too!!
That none should perish!!

Plastic bags are banned here

October 23, 2006 - Leave a Response

High above the rolling clouds, amidst the foothills of the lofty Himalayas, is the former Kingdom of Sikkim. Now an annexed state of India, it has one of the most advanced eco policies which will gladden the hearts of Greenpeace.
They ban plastic bags! Every retail outlet serves up brown paper bags for your purchases. A can of cookies I bought as a present was efficiently wrapped in recycled newspaper! A local explained to me that the former King banned plastic bags many years ago as he wanted to make Sikkim green. His first wife was American. Wonder if she had any influence in the decision.

1Scoop to Go

October 15, 2006 - One Response

Cold Hands

The shop is usually slow at this time. It’s already 4pm and Gigi had Ian, the youngest of her four in tow. The day seems to have whizzed by as she rushed around doing her motherly and wifely duties which never seem to stop. “I need comfort food” she thought. “Come on Ian, Mommy’ll buy you an ice-cream at Anna’s”, she said, coaxing him to come away from the CD shop where he had been rooted in front of the 50” plasma screen, watching Bug’s Life for the 30th time. His cheeky face lit up “Really mom? Let’s go! Can I have chocolate, covered with m & m’s and flakes and double scoop?”
Gigi had to smile. No point telling him his teeth will fall out with all that sugar. For a five-year old this is a non-event.

Walking hand in hand towards Anna’s , she had a feeling of déjà vu, not with Ian but with her eldest, Tammy , now 18 years old.
“Mommy, is daddy coming to my birthday party next week? I’m going to be 5, whoopee!” “ Not sure sweetheart. He’s coming back from New York the same day,” Gigi replied absently. “Why is he going to New York again Mom?” Tammy responded.

How do I tell her that he’s not really going to New York but that’s what he told me. My private eye had found out differently. He’s actually gone to Phuket with the other woman. When does love die and hate grow? Do I really hate him? Or am I relieved that I now have a real reason to divorce him? Or have I been hoping that something like this would happen so that I can divorce him?
Divorce – that much dreaded word to so many. But for me an escape from a wrong choice. A choice made under dim lights and heady romantic novels that a 19 year- old had no defense against. Those rose-tinted glasses of hope and sweet music of flattery by a silver- tongued rogue, were too much to resist. Walking down the aisle was a foregone conclusion. The happy endings were the expected script.
Rude awakenings came soon after Paul was born, 5 years from Honeymoon.

Choosing or losing?

October 15, 2006 - Leave a Response

Vanilla or chocolate? Pink or green? Sam or Ham? June or Jan? Money or fame? Life or death? Well or sick? Here or there? Large or small? BA or SQ? Up or down? Three or four? Chicken or beef? Winning or losing?

Manic already? We are faced with so many choices every minute of our lives yet we make many choices based on different and sometimes totally quirky or unreliable reasons. Or we may be stuck on the fence of indecision for the longest time, way past the sell by date of opportunity.

Choose you this day…..think about all the choices you face now and think about the reasons you’ve assigned to these choices.