Deciding vote.

Bhutto has been dead only a couple of days, and already the demagogic politicians and would-be presidents are spinning damage control for ex-general and president-for-as-long-as-he-likes Pervez Musharraf. Having invested so bullishly in this coup leader, Bush and company are reluctant to see his fortunes fall alongside the corpse of his chief political rival. In Pakistan as elsewhere, we build today’s disastrous policies on those of yesteryear, compounding tragedy with farce and playing with whole nations as if they were mere instruments of our global ambitions. For decades we’ve supported strongman military leaders in Pakistan because it served our purposes to do so (one-stop political shopping, in effect – less haggling with popular leaders). The rationale in the 1970s and 80s was the fight against the U.S.S.R. in Afghanistan, an effort that amounted to a kind of Ford Foundation for jihadist groups, funded in part by the Saudis and facilitated by the CIA and Pakistan’s I.S.I. intelligence service.

There’s little doubt that elements in Pakistani intelligence and the military are tight with the Taliban and Al Qaeda. Aside from affinities attributable to Pashtun heritage, these are bonds forged over decades of working in tandem with one another. That’s why, in part, sorting who is responsible for a major assassination of this type is bound to be a murky affair. Our own leaders are insisting that this is the work of terrorists, al Qaeda, etc., and that Musharraf and his crew are the forces of light against this profound darkness. But where do the terrorists end and the security forces begin, exactly? We’ve been pouring money into this apparatus for a generation, first in support of Islamic extremists (v. the Soviets) and later in opposition to them (or, at least, some segment of them that does not include extremists like Dostum in Afghanistan). Should we be surprised when the whole thing blows up in our faces?

For our great leaders, the issue doesn’t even arise. We are directed to keep our gaze on the surface – just accept the most simplistic explanation… mindless violence by nihilistic fanatics who hate us for our freedom, our love of democracy, and our chewy goodness. That may work for domestic consumption, since the crime is so heinous, but it seems unlikely that the Pakistani people would accept this explanation. Political assassination is nothing new in Pakistan – Bhutto herself has been accused of employing this tactic in the past. Whatever her shortcomings, she was admired by a substantial number of people, many of whom see Musharraf as the party responsible for her killing. Our government has seen Bhutto only as a means of propping up Musharraf, who counts Cheney among his strongest advocates in the U.S. We are very closely associated with the President/General, and if he is seen as the despoiler of Pakistani’s hopes for a more open society, they may start hating us even more than they do already.

Today the exact circumstances of Bhutto’s death are in dispute – the government has one story and PPP witnesses have another. Sounds like another big foreign policy success on the way. Stay tuned.

luv u,

jp

Danger amidships.

What’s that, tubey? Losing pressure? Damn shame, that. And the gravity control is malfunctioning? Criminy. Oh, heck… there goes our navigation console. Reduced to molten lead. Sometimes things just don’t go right in deep space.

Hi, Big Green fans. Yes, well… we’ve finally gotten off the ground, pulling away from the Cancri 55 solar system at 40% of light velocity. Only trouble is, those repairs that our old friend sFshzenKlyrn effected just prior to our departure are turning out to be of somewhat less than the highest quality. Damn if I didn’t buy that service contract! I could have had the butt-crack guy from Sears up hear patching this decrepit ship together. Hindsight is 20:20, as they say. (What is that behind me? Looks like… an eye chart!) Feeling a bit of buyer’s remorse out here in deep space, as it happens, our life-giving oxygen seeping out into the void, our hands flailing uselessly as our legs float towards the ceiling. This is just the sort of trip that almost makes you miss commercial air travel. (At least they have free air.)

Okay, so sFshzenKlyrn fucked up… so he should be held accountable, right? Well, that would be fine, except that he’s not on board. Remember, now… he’s a creature from the planet Zenon as well as our perennial sit-in guitarist, and his ancestors spawned in an environment quite different from that of our humble home planet (Earth, for those who don’t know). He zips from solar system to solar system, galaxy to galaxy, like a mall brat on those flashing roller-sneakers (except not as noisy… and no cell phone). Once we stoked him into an inebriated state with multiple servings of flapjacks, he effected his faulty repairs and promptly flitted off into the ethers, perhaps taking in an intergalactic concert promoted by his Svengali brother, blFmondZagnitz, the Don Kirshner of the Small Magellanic Cloud. (If such a thing can be imagined…)

Whether or not it was entirely sFshzenKlyrn‘s fault is not the issue here. The issue is, well… how to breathe without air, how to keep your feet on the deck without gravity, how to navigate without controls. Vexing issues, indeed. Recognizing this to be the case, your friends in Big Green duly called upon the talents of all those within earshot. Marvin (my personal robot assistant) was dispatched to mend the hull, in as much as he doesn’t require oxygen (though he prefers an oxygen-rich environment… question of personal taste, really…). We asked Big Zamboola to arise from his slumber and lend us a little spare gravity. (In as much as he is a planet unto himself, he does have a little of that mysterious force to spare.) Lincoln – still insufferably pleased with himself over his appearance on a late-night sixties talk show – was disinclined to lend a hand, but his evil doppelganger (anti-Lincoln) – still pissed off over Lincoln’s appearance on a … well, you know – set himself to reconstructing our navigation panel using whatever was leftover from last night’s dinner (which was, itself, leftovers).

So, my sweaty palms grasping the makeshift celery-stalk helm controls, I will bid you adieu for the nonce. Marvin? Man the half-eaten watermelon. Looks like turbulence ahead.

Tell them what.

Here’s an open letter to voters and caucus-goers in New Hampshire and Iowa. (Hey, it’s Christmas – what the hell, right?) More than anybody anywhere in this vast country, your now have the ability to call the major party candidates on just about any topic, whether it’s torture of detainees, the war in Iraq, health care, whatever. What’s more, you have the opportunity to make a greater political impact than that of much larger populations in New York, California, and other major states. How so? Well, for one thing, you can choose from among nearly the entire field of candidates – by the time the race gets to New York, for instance, it will essentially be over. Sure, there may not be a lot of variety there, but it’s better than a ballot of one. And you – particularly those folks in Iowa – can stand in a not-too-crowded living room with one of these fuckers, challenge them with non pre-fabricated questions, and go mano-a-mano politically with ordinarily very isolated and well protected politicians.

Frankly, I’m a bit discouraged by the comments I’ve heard from your fellows in recent weeks. Too many are taken in by the atmospherics of the campaigns. They want you to waste your time thinking about whether or not Hillary Clinton is “likeable” – don’t indulge them. Let them find their own marketing opportunities. And just to make your task a little simple, I’ve come up with some all-purpose questions you can adopt your own. Toss these suckers at any candidate, blue or red, and watch them turn a whole different color.

Q1: In as much as the administration started this war under false pretenses and has plainly indicated that they envision a long-term U.S. military presence in Iraq, are you prepared to pledge that you will a) withdraw all U.S. forces from Iraq, b) abandon any plans for permanent bases in that country, and c) pay reparations for the crime we’ve committed against the Iraqi nation at a level of expenditure that at least approaches the amount it took to destroy that nation?

Q2: Do you intend to put a halt to the current orgy of human rights abuses that our government has embarked upon since 9/11/2001 and to withdraw support from anti-democratic regimes that have invoked our excesses to justify their own with our avid encouragement (both political and financial)?

Q3: Will you become a part of the growing movement to take health care out of the hands of profiteering corporations and start treating it like a public good by aggressively advocating National Health Insurance along the lines of what has worked for decades in Canada, Britain, and other civilized countries?

I got more, but even Christmas has its limits. You can probably do better than this yourselves. Just corner ’em and nail ’em down – it’s up to you, folks.

luv u,

jp

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