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What About the Children?

From the Seattle Post-Inelligencer (via the delectible Juan Gato)

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Ah,yes. To sleep, perchance to dream.

In the days before the mean old USA decided Iraq needed a regime change, the little Iraqi children lead lives of bliss. The frolicked and played to their heart's desires and when nightfall came, they had a delicious, nutritious snack and mama tucked them into their warm, comfy beds. Then they drifted off to a peaceful sleep of bunnies and kitties and clowns and freedom.

But not so anymore. Grumpy old USA is going to come in and take their benevolent leader out of office. The USA is going to disarm their country. The USA is going to lead them to something more of a democracy than they have now. And that horrid, wretched USA is going to rebuild their country and help them get good food and schools and freedoms they never knew about.

Hang on while I take my tongue out of my cheek.

What nightmares that must give a child. Oh, yes - the nightmares of a coming war do exist, I'm sure. But to insinuate that an Iraqi child does not sleep peacefully because of the impending war is ridiculous. I'm willing to bet that you would be hard pressed to find a single Iraqi child who has gone to sleep peacefully at night before all this war talk started.

The What About The Children rhetoric is getting old. What about our children? I don't know about you, but my kids ask me a lot of questions. They are terrified of the world. They fear planes flying overhead. They dream of terrorism. The mere mention of the World Trade Center still gives them the chills.

I'm tired of people victimizing the enemy by using children as weapons in their war of words. And I am more tired of Americans viewing their country as the Big Bad Bully. Bullies don't rebuild nations after taking out a tyrannical leader. You want bullies? How about the guy who tortures his own people?

What do Iraqi kids have nightmares about? Probably acid baths and beheadings and all forms of torture. That comes at the hand of their own leader, not the mean old USA. And I bet any amount of money that the parents of those little Iraqi children are praying for the USA to come in and give them the freedom they have been craving.

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Children are pliable creatures. They believe what we adults tell them. Sad, ain't it?

Unless that Iraqi child is sleeping in a bioweapons bunker, he's in considerably less danger of a cruise missile strike than I--who recently started a new job involving considerable air travel--am of a terrorist strike, although as Michele pointed out I am in every other way better off than that poor kid, and can you believe that was all one sentence, dragging on like the trail left by a snail on the walk in front of your house on a cool summer morning?

God you are brilliant! When I grow up I can only hope to be as smart/incisive/eloquent as you! I adore you! Thanks for yet another wonderful post

And I bet any amount of money that the parents of those little Iraqi children are praying for the USA to come in and give them the freedom they have been craving.

Actually, with the lack of information they are likely to suffer, I don't think so.

yeah, I guess it's best for a kid to die somewhat instantly from a US bomb than possibly die slowly by torture.
Does anybody know what these children really think?
Do they want the US to "liberate" them?
That would be interesting reading.

Even Scott Ritter acknowledges that Saddam's regime has continuously tortured children of arrested adults to gain confessions.In fact,there's a special children's prison in Baghdad where Saddam keeps the kids of his enemies.Disgusting.

www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,351165,00.html is where you'll find Ritter's reference to the children's prison.Amazing.

Well, if you go by that stupid cartoon, you would also assume Iraqui kids have their own beds and their own pillows.

Propaganda, I tell you.

Speaking of the children (and in the hopes that Michelle doesn't mind my linking myself):

The witness against the government of Iraq walked stiffly into the room, metal callipers buckled to heavy medical shoes. They had tortured her two years ago. She is now four.

Her father had been suspected of involvement in a plot to kill Saddam Hussein's psychopathic son, Uday. He fled to the north of Iraq, but the secret police, the mukhabarat, came for his wife, still in Baghdad, and tortured her. When she wouldn't break, they tortured 'Anna' in front of her.

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"We arrived at Midnight," Baban told me. "They put us in a very big room, with more than two thousand people, women and children, and they closed the door. Then the starvation started."

The prisoners were given almost nothing to eat, and a single standpipe spat out brackish water for drinking. People began to die from hunger and illness. When someone died, the Iraqi guards would demand that the body be passed through a windows in the main floor. In the first days at Nugra Salman, "thirty people died, maybe more." Her six-year-old son, Rebwar, fell ill. "He had diarrhea, " she said. "He was very sick. He knew he was dying. There was no medicine or doctor. He started to cry so much."

Baban's son died on her lap. "I was screaming and crying," she said. "My daughters were crying. We gave them the body. It was passed outside, and the soldiers took it....she pulled herself up and went to the window, to see if the soldiers had taken her son to be buried. "There were twenty dogs outside the prison. A big black dog was the leader," she said. The soldiers had dumped the bodies of the dead outside the prison, in a field. "I looked outside and saw the legs and hands of my son in the mouths of the dogs. The dogs were eating my son." She stopped talking for a moment. "Then I lost my mind."

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