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'Forgive Me, But...': A Nicaraguan Woman Reflects on Reagan's Death
Commentary, La Segua,
Pacific News Service, Jun 09, 2004
Editor's Note: President Reagan's death brings back painful memories of the
anti-Sandinista war.
SAN FRANCISCO--In the 1980s, as a Nicaraguan child, I had dreams of
Presidente Reagan dying of a heart attack in the middle of a speech. I
thought his death would bring the war to an end. Then there would be no more
low-flying "black birds" (spy planes) breaking the sound barrier several
times a day during school hours.
One spring morning in 1981 I saw my mother and some neighbors digging a big
hole in my beloved rose garden. "There's a new president in the United
States," she said. "And he doesn't like the Revolution. Almost certainly,
we're going to have a war. The hole is going to be our refugio (refuge) if
their airplanes come looking for us. We'll hide in there."
Later, when the terrible war did come and the United States put up and armed
the counterrevolutionary Contras, I dreamt that if Reagan died there would
be no more bombed health clinics or hospitals. There would be no more empty
shelves in the supermarket. And most important, the "Death Truck" wouldn't
drive down my street every week.
The Death Truck was a big military truck, Russian-made, that delivered the
corpses of young soldiers. My neighborhood was overwhelmingly Sandinista,
hence, many of the youth in my barrio volunteered before they were old
enough to get drafted. The truck would drive by slowly, staining the air
with the stench of rotten humans wrapped in black plastic bags. Everyone
froze while that damned truck drove by. Folks prayed it wouldn't stop in
front of their house.
The most disgraceful assignment for anyone in the Ejercito Popular
Sandinista (Sandinista armed forces) was to be the young man on the
passenger seat of the Death Truck. His job was to notify the family he was
delivering a corpse. Before the kid could hop off the truck, somebody's
mother, wife, sister, uncle, brother, son or daughter was already on the
sidewalk weeping.
"Oh! No not my husband!! God, tell me it isn't so!" I recall my 19-year-old
neighbor, seven months pregnant, screaming so loud the sky was gonna crack.
The delivery soldier was required to make a dreadful speech as the black
plastic bag was laid on the sidewalk in front of the house. While a
Nicaraguan flag was draped on the body bag he would recite: "In the name of
the People's Sandinista Revolution, we sadly inform you that (rank and name
of person being delivered) has fallen (circumstances of death, i.e. ambush,
ground combat, land mine, air raid...) in defense of the freedom and dignity
of the Nicaraguan people. In the name of the Ejercito Popular Sandinista, we
express our deepest regret and condolences to your family."
The soldier would then salute the wailing mother, wife or whoever was there
and hand them the dog tag, some paperwork, and any personal effects the
soldier might have had.
Then everyone knew what to do -- collect coffee, sugar and bread among all
the neighbors to pull together a wake. The neighborhood carpenter would
improvise a coffin with wood that sometimes came off somebody's wall or
chicken coop. A man once told me that he made over 700 coffins during the
war for young men he had seen grow up.
My black mourning clothes turned gray from wearing them so much. By the time
I turned 12, I had five dog tags hanging from my neck. The guys' moms or
wives or sisters gave them to me in appreciation for help I might have given
in organizing the funeral -- collecting the sugar, washing the coffee cups,
or walking long distances to get bread from a relative in a different
neighborhood.
There weren't many girls my age in my neighborhood, so I hung out mostly
with the boys. After Hurricane Joan left Nicaragua flooded in 1988, all the
boys in my neighborhood vowed to serve. My boys all got up on one of those
military trucks, with their camouflage pants and green T-shirts, with red
bandanas tied to their necks (worn by youth volunteers, ages 16 to 18), and
their AK-47s. They waved good-bye and blew kisses. The truck disappeared,
and all the women hugged each other and wept.
My boys came home one by one, most of them dead, one without legs, and
another insane.
Information that has come out since Iran-Contra arms smuggling scandal has
documented how the Reagan administration actively tried to overthrow the
Sandinista government. Back then, I could only dream of Presidente Reagan's
death. I dreamt his body would be inside those makeshift coffins.
Sixteen years later, he has finally died.
But Reagan would need to die 60,000 more times, to make up for the lives
lost during his watch. God forgive me, but I hope hell has a VIP lounge for
him to suffer the torture and terror he imposed on us. Our only sin was to
be living in Nicaragua.
--
"We must create a <economic> crisis in order to ensure that there is no
alternative to a smaller government." - Bush - Imprimus Magazine 1995.
"We seek to remove resources from the control of the state, thereby starving
it." - International Society for Individual Liberty - NeoCon Libertarian.
"Throughout his term, Bush has implied tax cuts would starve the government,
paying for themselves by causing budget deficits that, in turn, would place
heavy pressure on Congress to lower spending." - Jeff Lemieux - Senior
Economist - Progressive Policy Institute.
"They have an agenda which is to starve the government of revenue. But in
order to get it through, they keep on having to pretend that the tax cuts
are affordable, and so they've been suppressing the likely cost of
everything, including the war on terror." - Paul Krugman - Economist.
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God Bless the USA! Rest in peace Mr. President!
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> God Bless the USA! Rest in peace Mr. President!]
KILLER, COWARD, CONMAN -
GOOD RIDDANCE, RONNIE REAGAN
MORE PROOF ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG
Sunday, June 6, 2004
by Greg Palast
You're not going to like this. You shouldn't speak ill of the dead. But in
this
case, someone's got to.
Ronald Reagan was a conman. Reagan was a coward. Reagan was a killer.
In 1987, I found myself stuck in a crappy little town in Nicaragua named
Chaguitillo. The people were kind enough, though hungry, except for one
surly
young man. His wife had just died of tuberculosis.
People don't die of TB if they get some antibiotics. But Ronald Reagan, big
hearted guy that he was, had put a lock-down embargo on medicine to
Nicaragua
because he didn't like the government that the people there had elected.
Ronnie grinned and cracked jokes while the young woman's lungs filled up and
she
stopped breathing. Reagan flashed that B-movie grin while they buried the
mother
of three.
And when Hezbollah terrorists struck and murdered hundreds of American
marines
in their sleep in Lebanon, the TV warrior ran away like a whipped dog ...
then
turned around and invaded Grenada. That little Club Med war was a murderous
PR
stunt so Ronnie could hold parades for gunning down Cubans building an
airport.
I remember Nancy, a skull and crossbones prancing around in designer
dresses,
some of the "gifts" that flowed to the Reagans -- from hats to
million-dollar
homes -- from cronies well compensated with government loot. It used to be
called bribery.
And all the while, Grandpa grinned, the grandfather who bleated on about
"family
values" but didn't bother to see his own grandchildren.
The New York Times today, in its canned obit, wrote that Reagan projected,
"faith in small town America" and "old-time values." "Values" my ass. It was
union busting and a declaration of war on the poor and anyone who couldn't
buy
designer dresses. It was the New Meanness, bringing starvation back to
America
so that every millionaire could get another million.
"Small town" values? From the movie star of the Pacific Palisades, the
Malibu
mogul? I want to throw up.
And all the while, in the White House basement, as his brain boiled away,
his
last conscious act was to condone a coup d'etat against our elected
Congress.
Reagan's Defense Secretary Casper the Ghost Weinberger with the crazed
Colonel,
Ollie North, plotted to give guns to the Monster of the Mideast, Ayatolla
Khomeini.
Reagan's boys called Jimmy Carter a weanie and a wuss although Carter
wouldn't
give an inch to the Ayatolla. Reagan, with that film-fantasy tough-guy con
in
front of cameras, went begging like a coward cockroach to Khomeini pleading
on
bended knee for the release of our hostages.
Ollie North flew into Iran with a birthday cake for the maniac mullah -- no
kidding --in the shape of a key. The key to Ronnie's heart.
Then the Reagan roaches mixed their cowardice with crime: taking cash from
the
hostage-takers to buy guns for the "contras" - the drug-runners of Nicaragua
posing as freedom fighters.
I remember as a student in Berkeley the words screeching out of the
bullhorn,
"The Governor of the State of California, Ronald Reagan, hereby orders this
demonstration to disburse" ... and then came the teargas and the truncheons.
And
all the while, that fang-hiding grin from the Gipper.
In Chaguitillo, all night long, the farmers stayed awake to guard their kids
from attack from Reagan's Contra terrorists. The farmers weren't even
Sandinistas, those 'Commies' that our cracked-brained President told us were
'only a 48-hour drive from Texas.' What the hell would they want with Texas,
anyway?
Nevertheless, the farmers, and their families, were Ronnie's targets.
In the deserted darkness of Chaguitillo, a TV blared. Weirdly, it was that
third-rate gangster movie, "Brother Rat." Starring Ronald Reagan.
Well, my friends, you can rest easier tonight: the Rat is dead.
Killer, coward, conman. Ronald Reagan, good-bye and good riddance.
Greg Palast is author of the New York Times bestseller, The Best Democracy
Money
Can Buy. www.GregPalast.com
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"Wendalee" <wendalee7@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> God Bless the USA! Rest in peace Mr. President!
KILLER, COWARD, CONMAN -
GOOD RIDDANCE, RONNIE REAGAN
MORE PROOF ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG
Sunday, June 6, 2004
by Greg Palast
You're not going to like this. You shouldn't speak ill of the dead. But in
this
case, someone's got to.
Ronald Reagan was a conman. Reagan was a coward. Reagan was a killer.
In 1987, I found myself stuck in a crappy little town in Nicaragua named
Chaguitillo. The people were kind enough, though hungry, except for one
surly
young man. His wife had just died of tuberculosis.
People don't die of TB if they get some antibiotics. But Ronald Reagan, big
hearted guy that he was, had put a lock-down embargo on medicine to
Nicaragua
because he didn't like the government that the people there had elected.
Ronnie grinned and cracked jokes while the young woman's lungs filled up and
she
stopped breathing. Reagan flashed that B-movie grin while they buried the
mother
of three.
And when Hezbollah terrorists struck and murdered hundreds of American
marines
in their sleep in Lebanon, the TV warrior ran away like a whipped dog ...
then
turned around and invaded Grenada. That little Club Med war was a murderous
PR
stunt so Ronnie could hold parades for gunning down Cubans building an
airport.
I remember Nancy, a skull and crossbones prancing around in designer
dresses,
some of the "gifts" that flowed to the Reagans -- from hats to
million-dollar
homes -- from cronies well compensated with government loot. It used to be
called bribery.
And all the while, Grandpa grinned, the grandfather who bleated on about
"family
values" but didn't bother to see his own grandchildren.
The New York Times today, in its canned obit, wrote that Reagan projected,
"faith in small town America" and "old-time values." "Values" my ass. It was
union busting and a declaration of war on the poor and anyone who couldn't
buy
designer dresses. It was the New Meanness, bringing starvation back to
America
so that every millionaire could get another million.
"Small town" values? From the movie star of the Pacific Palisades, the
Malibu
mogul? I want to throw up.
And all the while, in the White House basement, as his brain boiled away,
his
last conscious act was to condone a coup d'etat against our elected
Congress.
Reagan's Defense Secretary Casper the Ghost Weinberger with the crazed
Colonel,
Ollie North, plotted to give guns to the Monster of the Mideast, Ayatolla
Khomeini.
Reagan's boys called Jimmy Carter a weanie and a wuss although Carter
wouldn't
give an inch to the Ayatolla. Reagan, with that film-fantasy tough-guy con
in
front of cameras, went begging like a coward cockroach to Khomeini pleading
on
bended knee for the release of our hostages.
Ollie North flew into Iran with a birthday cake for the maniac mullah -- no
kidding --in the shape of a key. The key to Ronnie's heart.
Then the Reagan roaches mixed their cowardice with crime: taking cash from
the
hostage-takers to buy guns for the "contras" - the drug-runners of Nicaragua
posing as freedom fighters.
I remember as a student in Berkeley the words screeching out of the
bullhorn,
"The Governor of the State of California, Ronald Reagan, hereby orders this
demonstration to disburse" ... and then came the teargas and the truncheons.
And
all the while, that fang-hiding grin from the Gipper.
In Chaguitillo, all night long, the farmers stayed awake to guard their kids
from attack from Reagan's Contra terrorists. The farmers weren't even
Sandinistas, those 'Commies' that our cracked-brained President told us were
'only a 48-hour drive from Texas.' What the hell would they want with Texas,
anyway?
Nevertheless, the farmers, and their families, were Ronnie's targets.
In the deserted darkness of Chaguitillo, a TV blared. Weirdly, it was that
third-rate gangster movie, "Brother Rat." Starring Ronald Reagan.
Well, my friends, you can rest easier tonight: the Rat is dead.
Killer, coward, conman. Ronald Reagan, good-bye and good riddance.
Greg Palast is author of the New York Times bestseller, The Best Democracy
Money
Can Buy. www.GregPalast.com
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| Just Molly |
"Wendalee" <wendalee7@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> God Bless the USA! Rest in peace Mr. President!
HAs Dubya kicked the bucket?
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Nope; he's still around, Molly.
BTW, I thought it was very touching that Margaret Thatcher paid her respects
to Mr. Reagan.
She's a role model (albeit a bit stuffy for us Yanks). <Grin>
~Kimberlee
"Just Molly" <oldmollyREMOVETHIS@tesco.net> wrote in message
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> "Wendalee" <wendalee7@hotmail.com> wrote in message
> news:71c2a8df.0406111127.79eb9e03@posting.google.com...
> > God Bless the USA! Rest in peace Mr. President!
> HAs Dubya kicked the bucket?
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| Wendalee |
With the way the freedom of speech has been embraced in this thread,
if I didn't know better, I'd say you were all Americans!!!! Speak
with loose tongues as far as I'm concerned, really I'm not bothered at
all, in fact disagreements encourage us all to look further into our
own arguements and opinions. Unfortunatly I'm one of the patriotic
ones so it's not likely to do much good as far as changing the way I
feel about my home and my leaders, but speak as you wish, that freedom
has been and will continuously be paid for.
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"Kimberlee" <Kimberlee_vanderhoofNOSPAM_MMMM@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> Nope; he's still around, Molly.
> BTW, I thought it was very touching that Margaret Thatcher paid her
respects
> to Mr. Reagan.
> She's a role model (albeit a bit stuffy for us Yanks). <Grin>
> ~Kimberlee
She is..... A role model for ignorance.
"There is no such thing as society." - Margaret Thatcher.
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On Fri, 11 Jun 2004 20:01:38 -0800, "Kimberlee"
<Kimberlee_vanderhoofNOSPAM_MMMM@hotmail.com> wrote:
>Nope; he's still around, Molly.
>BTW, I thought it was very touching that Margaret Thatcher paid her respects
>to Mr. Reagan.
You could tell she had genuine affection and admiration for Reagan.
I was also moved by her singing along with the Star Spangled Banner.
I thought that was a very respectful move on her part.
Becky
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> Unfortunatly I'm one of the patriotic ones, so it's not likely
> to do much good as far as changing the way I feel about
> my home and my leaders...
In other words, patriotism wipes out the need to think critically and behave
responsibly? Or that it trumps morality?
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"Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote in message
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> "Kimberlee" <Kimberlee_vanderhoofNOSPAM_MMMM@hotmail.com> wrote in message
> news:40ca8029@news.acsalaska.net...
> > Nope; he's still around, Molly.
> > BTW, I thought it was very touching that Margaret Thatcher paid her
> respects
> > to Mr. Reagan.
> > She's a role model (albeit a bit stuffy for us Yanks). <Grin>
> > ~Kimberlee
>
> She is..... A role model for ignorance.
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> "There is no such thing as society." - Margaret Thatcher.
That is a decontextualized quote often used to malign her. Here is the
context:.
"[People constantly requesting government intervention] are casting their
problems at society. And, you know, there's no such thing as society. There
are individual men and women and there are families. And no government can
do anything except through people, and people must look after themselves
first. It is our duty to look after ourselves and then, also, to look after
our neighbours."
Perhaps you should look at the beam of ignorance in your own eye :-(
Alan
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> "[People constantly requesting government intervention] are
> casting their problems at society. And, you know, there's no
> such thing as society. There are individual men and women
> and there are families. And no government can do anything
> except through people, and people must look after themselves
> first. It is our duty to look after ourselves and then, also, to look
> after our neighbours."
It doesn't matter whether it was out of context. It's the same old "I've got
mine, you don't, f*** you" attitude.
The purpose of government _is_ to coerce people to behave properly. If people
behaved responsibly -- both to themselves and others -- there would be little
need for government. But responsible behavior doesn't sit well with those who
value "freedom" (ie, unrestrained capitalism) above everything else.
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"William Sommerwerck" <williams@nwlink.com> wrote in message
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> > "[People constantly requesting government intervention] are
> > casting their problems at society. And, you know, there's no
> > such thing as society. There are individual men and women
> > and there are families. And no government can do anything
> > except through people, and people must look after themselves
> > first. It is our duty to look after ourselves and then, also, to look
> > after our neighbours."
>
> It doesn't matter whether it was out of context.
That says a lot about your standards :-(
> It's the same old "I've got
> mine, you don't, f*** you" attitude.
So that's why it says "it is our duty to look ... after our neighbours" is
it?
> The purpose of government _is_ to coerce people to behave properly. If
people
> behaved responsibly -- both to themselves and others -- there would be
little
> need for government. But responsible behavior doesn't sit well with those
who
> value "freedom" (ie, unrestrained capitalism) above everything else.
Where in the quote does it say that freedom should be valued above
everything else? It says the precise opposite. This thread isn't
cross-posted to rec.reading.remedial is it?
Alan
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>>> "[People constantly requesting government intervention] are
>>> casting their problems at society. And, you know, there's no
>>> such thing as society. There are individual men and women
>>> and there are families. And no government can do anything
>>> except through people, and people must look after themselves
>>> first. It is our duty to look after ourselves and then, also, to look
>>> after our neighbours."
>> It doesn't matter whether it was out of context.
> That says a lot about your standards :-(
I don't like anyone being misquoted. I was saying that, in-context, it still
means the same thing.
>> It's the same old "I've got
>> mine, you don't, f*** you" attitude.
> So that's why it says "it is our duty to look ... after our neighbours"
> is it?
"There's no society" is just another way of saying "everyone for themselves."
Looking after one's neighbors doesn't apply to businesses, of course.
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"Starlight" <homehealth_rnDELETE@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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> You could tell she had genuine affection and admiration for Reagan.
> I was also moved by her singing along with the Star Spangled Banner.
> I thought that was a very respectful move on her part.
Exposing her left nipple at the end was over the top.. You must admit.
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> "Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote in message
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> > "There is no such thing as society." - Margaret Thatcher.
"AlanWilliams" <alanrw@monemvasia.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
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Here is the context:.
>
> "[People constantly requesting government intervention] are casting their
> problems at society. And, you know, there's no such thing as society.
There
> are individual men and women and there are families. And no government can
> do anything except through people, and people must look after themselves
> first. It is our duty to look after ourselves and then, also, to look
after
> our neighbours."
I thank Alan Williams for showing that the context of the quote DOES NOT
alter it's intended meaning.
Further, the statement quoted <IS FACTUALLY INCORRECT>. Society is a
organization of people and as such exists.
Thatcher might as well have said "And, you know, there's no such thing as
love."
The only good conservative is a dead conservative.
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On 13-Jun-2004, "Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote:
> > I was also moved by her singing along with the Star Spangled Banner.
> > I thought that was a very respectful move on her part.
>
> Exposing her left nipple at the end was over the top.. You must admit.
I'd have preferred the right though. I mean Reagan WAS a Republican after
all and protocol is protocol.
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> The only good conservative is a dead conservative.
I have no problem with conservatives, per se. It's when they defend entrenched
power and privilege that I get upset. Especially when such power and privilege
is used to suppress democracy.
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lol, what a crock of ****!!,, failed journalism major taking a crack for
his/her english credit?
"Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote in message
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>
> 'Forgive Me, But...': A Nicaraguan Woman Reflects on Reagan's Death
> Commentary, La Segua,
> Pacific News Service, Jun 09, 2004
>
> Editor's Note: President Reagan's death brings back painful memories of
the
> anti-Sandinista war.
>
> SAN FRANCISCO--In the 1980s, as a Nicaraguan child, I had dreams of
> Presidente Reagan dying of a heart attack in the middle of a speech. I
> thought his death would bring the war to an end. Then there would be no
more
> low-flying "black birds" (spy planes) breaking the sound barrier several
> times a day during school hours.
>
> One spring morning in 1981 I saw my mother and some neighbors digging a
big
> hole in my beloved rose garden. "There's a new president in the United
> States," she said. "And he doesn't like the Revolution. Almost certainly,
> we're going to have a war. The hole is going to be our refugio (refuge) if
> their airplanes come looking for us. We'll hide in there."
>
> Later, when the terrible war did come and the United States put up and
armed
> the counterrevolutionary Contras, I dreamt that if Reagan died there would
> be no more bombed health clinics or hospitals. There would be no more
empty
> shelves in the supermarket. And most important, the "Death Truck" wouldn't
> drive down my street every week.
>
> The Death Truck was a big military truck, Russian-made, that delivered the
> corpses of young soldiers. My neighborhood was overwhelmingly Sandinista,
> hence, many of the youth in my barrio volunteered before they were old
> enough to get drafted. The truck would drive by slowly, staining the air
> with the stench of rotten humans wrapped in black plastic bags. Everyone
> froze while that damned truck drove by. Folks prayed it wouldn't stop in
> front of their house.
>
> The most disgraceful assignment for anyone in the Ejercito Popular
> Sandinista (Sandinista armed forces) was to be the young man on the
> passenger seat of the Death Truck. His job was to notify the family he was
> delivering a corpse. Before the kid could hop off the truck, somebody's
> mother, wife, sister, uncle, brother, son or daughter was already on the
> sidewalk weeping.
>
> "Oh! No not my husband!! God, tell me it isn't so!" I recall my
19-year-old
> neighbor, seven months pregnant, screaming so loud the sky was gonna
crack.
>
> The delivery soldier was required to make a dreadful speech as the black
> plastic bag was laid on the sidewalk in front of the house. While a
> Nicaraguan flag was draped on the body bag he would recite: "In the name
of
> the People's Sandinista Revolution, we sadly inform you that (rank and
name
> of person being delivered) has fallen (circumstances of death, i.e.
ambush,
> ground combat, land mine, air raid...) in defense of the freedom and
dignity
> of the Nicaraguan people. In the name of the Ejercito Popular Sandinista,
we
> express our deepest regret and condolences to your family."
>
> The soldier would then salute the wailing mother, wife or whoever was
there
> and hand them the dog tag, some paperwork, and any personal effects the
> soldier might have had.
>
> Then everyone knew what to do -- collect coffee, sugar and bread among all
> the neighbors to pull together a wake. The neighborhood carpenter would
> improvise a coffin with wood that sometimes came off somebody's wall or
> chicken coop. A man once told me that he made over 700 coffins during the
> war for young men he had seen grow up.
>
> My black mourning clothes turned gray from wearing them so much. By the
time
> I turned 12, I had five dog tags hanging from my neck. The guys' moms or
> wives or sisters gave them to me in appreciation for help I might have
given
> in organizing the funeral -- collecting the sugar, washing the coffee
cups,
> or walking long distances to get bread from a relative in a different
> neighborhood.
>
> There weren't many girls my age in my neighborhood, so I hung out mostly
> with the boys. After Hurricane Joan left Nicaragua flooded in 1988, all
the
> boys in my neighborhood vowed to serve. My boys all got up on one of those
> military trucks, with their camouflage pants and green T-shirts, with red
> bandanas tied to their necks (worn by youth volunteers, ages 16 to 18),
and
> their AK-47s. They waved good-bye and blew kisses. The truck disappeared,
> and all the women hugged each other and wept.
>
> My boys came home one by one, most of them dead, one without legs, and
> another insane.
>
> Information that has come out since Iran-Contra arms smuggling scandal has
> documented how the Reagan administration actively tried to overthrow the
> Sandinista government. Back then, I could only dream of Presidente
Reagan's
> death. I dreamt his body would be inside those makeshift coffins.
>
> Sixteen years later, he has finally died.
>
> But Reagan would need to die 60,000 more times, to make up for the lives
> lost during his watch. God forgive me, but I hope hell has a VIP lounge
for
> him to suffer the torture and terror he imposed on us. Our only sin was to
> be living in Nicaragua.
> --
> "We must create a <economic> crisis in order to ensure that there is no
> alternative to a smaller government." - Bush - Imprimus Magazine 1995.
>
> "We seek to remove resources from the control of the state, thereby
starving
> it." - International Society for Individual Liberty - NeoCon Libertarian.
>
> "Throughout his term, Bush has implied tax cuts would starve the
government,
> paying for themselves by causing budget deficits that, in turn, would
place
> heavy pressure on Congress to lower spending." - Jeff Lemieux - Senior
> Economist - Progressive Policy Institute.
>
> "They have an agenda which is to starve the government of revenue. But in
> order to get it through, they keep on having to pretend that the tax cuts
> are affordable, and so they've been suppressing the likely cost of
> everything, including the war on terror." - Paul Krugman - Economist.
>
>
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| John Tibbs |
"Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote in message
news:AxQyc.9291$_V4.185@read1.cgocable.net...
> > "Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote in message
> > news:xNvyc.8961$_V4.8303@read1.cgocable.net...
> > > "There is no such thing as society." - Margaret Thatcher.
>
> "AlanWilliams" <alanrw@monemvasia.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
> news:caf78m$3km$1@newsg1.svr.pol.co.uk...
> Here is the context:.
> >
> > "[People constantly requesting government intervention] are casting
their
> > problems at society. And, you know, there's no such thing as society.
> There
> > are individual men and women and there are families. And no government
can
> > do anything except through people, and people must look after themselves
> > first. It is our duty to look after ourselves and then, also, to look
> after
> > our neighbours."
>
> I thank Alan Williams for showing that the context of the quote DOES NOT
> alter it's intended meaning.
>
> Further, the statement quoted <IS FACTUALLY INCORRECT>. Society is a
> organization of people and as such exists.
>
> Thatcher might as well have said "And, you know, there's no such thing
as
> love."
>
> The only good conservative is a dead conservative.
SOOO profoundly and typically liberal.
jt
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| Rob Duncan |
You are correct. Its a fake.
Rob
"Anarchy" <conch_boy@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> lol, what a crock of ****!!,, failed journalism major taking a crack for
> his/her english credit?
> "Vendicar Decarian" <VD@Pyro.net> wrote in message
> news:fBjyc.8797$_V4.2442@read1.cgocable.net...
> >
> > 'Forgive Me, But...': A Nicaraguan Woman Reflects on Reagan's Death
> > Commentary, La Segua,
> > Pacific News Service, Jun 09, 2004
> >
> > Editor's Note: President Reagan's death brings back painful memories of
> the
> > anti-Sandinista war.
> >
> > SAN FRANCISCO--In the 1980s, as a Nicaraguan child, I had dreams of
> > Presidente Reagan dying of a heart attack in the middle of a speech. I
> > thought his death would bring the war to an end. Then there would be no
> more
> > low-flying "black birds" (spy planes) breaking the sound barrier several
> > times a day during school hours.
> >
> > One spring morning in 1981 I saw my mother and some neighbors digging a
> big
> > hole in my beloved rose garden. "There's a new president in the United
> > States," she said. "And he doesn't like the Revolution. Almost
certainly,
> > we're going to have a war. The hole is going to be our refugio (refuge)
if
> > their airplanes come looking for us. We'll hide in there."
> >
> > Later, when the terrible war did come and the United States put up and
> armed
> > the counterrevolutionary Contras, I dreamt that if Reagan died there
would
> > be no more bombed health clinics or hospitals. There would be no more
> empty
> > shelves in the supermarket. And most important, the "Death Truck"
wouldn't
> > drive down my street every week.
> >
> > The Death Truck was a big military truck, Russian-made, that delivered
the
> > corpses of young soldiers. My neighborhood was overwhelmingly
Sandinista,
> > hence, many of the youth in my barrio volunteered before they were old
> > enough to get drafted. The truck would drive by slowly, staining the air
> > with the stench of rotten humans wrapped in black plastic bags. Everyone
> > froze while that damned truck drove by. Folks prayed it wouldn't stop in
> > front of their house.
> >
> > The most disgraceful assignment for anyone in the Ejercito Popular
> > Sandinista (Sandinista armed forces) was to be the young man on the
> > passenger seat of the Death Truck. His job was to notify the family he
was
> > delivering a corpse. Before the kid could hop off the truck, somebody's
> > mother, wife, sister, uncle, brother, son or daughter was already on the
> > sidewalk weeping.
> >
> > "Oh! No not my husband!! God, tell me it isn't so!" I recall my
> 19-year-old
> > neighbor, seven months pregnant, screaming so loud the sky was gonna
> crack.
> >
> > The delivery soldier was required to make a dreadful speech as the black
> > plastic bag was laid on the sidewalk in front of the house. While a
> > Nicaraguan flag was draped on the body bag he would recite: "In the name
> of
> > the People's Sandinista Revolution, we sadly inform you that (rank and
> name
> > of person being delivered) has fallen (circumstances of death, i.e.
> ambush,
> > ground combat, land mine, air raid...) in defense of the freedom and
> dignity
> > of the Nicaraguan people. In the name of the Ejercito Popular
Sandinista,
> we
> > express our deepest regret and condolences to your family."
> >
> > The soldier would then salute the wailing mother, wife or whoever was
> there
> > and hand them the dog tag, some paperwork, and any personal effects the
> > soldier might have had.
> >
> > Then everyone knew what to do -- collect coffee, sugar and bread among
all
> > the neighbors to pull together a wake. The neighborhood carpenter would
> > improvise a coffin with wood that sometimes came off somebody's wall or
> > chicken coop. A man once told me that he made over 700 coffins during
the
> > war for young men he had seen grow up.
> >
> > My black mourning clothes turned gray from wearing them so much. By the
> time
> > I turned 12, I had five dog tags hanging from my neck. The guys' moms or
> > wives or sisters gave them to me in appreciation for help I might have
> given
> > in organizing the funeral -- collecting the sugar, washing the coffee
> cups,
> > or walking long distances to get bread from a relative in a different
> > neighborhood.
> >
> > There weren't many girls my age in my neighborhood, so I hung out mostly
> > with the boys. After Hurricane Joan left Nicaragua flooded in 1988, all
> the
> > boys in my neighborhood vowed to serve. My boys all got up on one of
those
> > military trucks, with their camouflage pants and green T-shirts, with
red
> > bandanas tied to their necks (worn by youth volunteers, ages 16 to 18),
> and
> > their AK-47s. They waved good-bye and blew kisses. The truck
disappeared,
> > and all the women hugged each other and wept.
> >
> > My boys came home one by one, most of them dead, one without legs, and
> > another insane.
> >
> > Information that has come out since Iran-Contra arms smuggling scandal
has
> > documented how the Reagan administration actively tried to overthrow the
> > Sandinista government. Back then, I could only dream of Presidente
> Reagan's
> > death. I dreamt his body would be inside those makeshift coffins.
> >
> > Sixteen years later, he has finally died.
> >
> > But Reagan would need to die 60,000 more times, to make up for the lives
> > lost during his watch. God forgive me, but I hope hell has a VIP lounge
> for
> > him to suffer the torture and terror he imposed on us. Our only sin was
to
> > be living in Nicaragua.
> > --
> > "We must create a <economic> crisis in order to ensure that there is no
> > alternative to a smaller government." - Bush - Imprimus Magazine 1995.
> >
> > "We seek to remove resources from the control of the state, thereby
> starving
> > it." - International Society for Individual Liberty - NeoCon
Libertarian.
> >
> > "Throughout his term, Bush has implied tax cuts would starve the
> government,
> > paying for themselves by causing budget deficits that, in turn, would
> place
> > heavy pressure on Congress to lower spending." - Jeff Lemieux - Senior
> > Economist - Progressive Policy Institute.
> >
> > "They have an agenda which is to starve the government of revenue. But
in
> > order to get it through, they keep on having to pretend that the tax
cuts
> > are affordable, and so they've been suppressing the likely cost of
> > everything, including the war on terror." - Paul Krugman - Economist.
> >
> >
>
>
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| Vendicar Decarian |
"Rob Duncan" <robduncan@gbronline.com> wrote in message
news:ZZidnfXYB4yOEFHdRVn-hA@gbronline.com...
> You are correct. Its a fake.
Prove it cocksucker.
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| Vendicar Decarian |
"Anarchy" <conch_boy@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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> lol, what a crock of ****!!,, failed journalism major taking a crack for
> his/her english credit?
Anarchy is a typical conservative. Either ignorant of the truth or all too
willing to lie to himself and others in an attempt to deny it.
KILLER, COWARD, CONMAN -
GOOD RIDDANCE, RONNIE REAGAN
MORE PROOF ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG
Sunday, June 6, 2004
by Greg Palast
You're not going to like this. You shouldn't speak ill of the dead. But in
this
case, someone's got to.
Ronald Reagan was a conman. Reagan was a coward. Reagan was a killer.
In 1987, I found myself stuck in a crappy little town in Nicaragua named
Chaguitillo. The people were kind enough, though hungry, except for one
surly
young man. His wife had just died of tuberculosis.
People don't die of TB if they get some antibiotics. But Ronald Reagan, big
hearted guy that he was, had put a lock-down embargo on medicine to
Nicaragua
because he didn't like the government that the people there had elected.
Ronnie grinned and cracked jokes while the young woman's lungs filled up and
she
stopped breathing. Reagan flashed that B-movie grin while they buried the
mother
of three.
And when Hezbollah terrorists struck and murdered hundreds of American
marines
in their sleep in Lebanon, the TV warrior ran away like a whipped dog ...
then
turned around and invaded Grenada. That little Club Med war was a murderous
PR
stunt so Ronnie could hold parades for gunning down Cubans building an
airport.
I remember Nancy, a skull and crossbones prancing around in designer
dresses,
some of the "gifts" that flowed to the Reagans -- from hats to
million-dollar
homes -- from cronies well compensated with government loot. It used to be
called bribery.
And all the while, Grandpa grinned, the grandfather who bleated on about
"family
values" but didn't bother to see his own grandchildren.
The New York Times today, in its canned obit, wrote that Reagan projected,
"faith in small town America" and "old-time values." "Values" my ass. It was
union busting and a declaration of war on the poor and anyone who couldn't
buy
designer dresses. It was the New Meanness, bringing starvation back to
America
so that every millionaire could get another million.
"Small town" values? From the movie star of the Pacific Palisades, the
Malibu
mogul? I want to throw up.
And all the while, in the White House basement, as his brain boiled away,
his
last conscious act was to condone a coup d'etat against our elected
Congress.
Reagan's Defense Secretary Casper the Ghost Weinberger with the crazed
Colonel,
Ollie North, plotted to give guns to the Monster of the Mideast, Ayatolla
Khomeini.
Reagan's boys called Jimmy Carter a weanie and a wuss although Carter
wouldn't
give an inch to the Ayatolla. Reagan, with that film-fantasy tough-guy con
in
front of cameras, went begging like a coward cockroach to Khomeini pleading
on
bended knee for the release of our hostages.
Ollie North flew into Iran with a birthday cake for the maniac mullah -- no
kidding --in the shape of a key. The key to Ronnie's heart.
Then the Reagan roaches mixed their cowardice with crime: taking cash from
the
hostage-takers to buy guns for the "contras" - the drug-runners of Nicaragua
posing as freedom fighters.
I remember as a student in Berkeley the words screeching out of the
bullhorn,
"The Governor of the State of California, Ronald Reagan, hereby orders this
demonstration to disburse" ... and then came the teargas and the truncheons.
And
all the while, that fang-hiding grin from the Gipper.
In Chaguitillo, all night long, the farmers stayed awake to guard their kids
from attack from Reagan's Contra terrorists. The farmers weren't even
Sandinistas, those 'Commies' that our cracked-brained President told us were
'only a 48-hour drive from Texas.' What the hell would they want with Texas,
anyway?
Nevertheless, the farmers, and their families, were Ronnie's targets.
In the deserted darkness of Chaguitillo, a TV blared. Weirdly, it was that
third-rate gangster movie, "Brother Rat." Starring Ronald Reagan.
Well, my friends, you can rest easier tonight: the Rat is dead.
Killer, coward, conman. Ronald Reagan, good-bye and good riddance.
Greg Palast is author of the New York Times bestseller, The Best Democracy
Money
Can Buy. www.GregPalast.com
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| William Sommerwerck |
It's plainly obvious it wasn't written by someone whose native language isn't
English. In that sense, it's a fabrication.
But that doesn't mean the contents are untrue. (It is, unfortunately, probably
100% true.)
>> You are correct. Its a fake.
> Prove it, cocksucker.
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| Wolf |
I have to say that I feel ashamed that I even read through this thread as
far as I did. I don't post much in these newsgroups, but I feel I have the
right to say to all those who think they know the truth or don't know the
truth is if any President didn't make the decision that they make everyday
in the White House none of us including me would be able to even make these
posts in these forums. Anyone can write an article, anyone can say that
they can make the decision that will keep this country going, but until you
do, just remember all those brave sould that are fighting everyday to keep
our country free. Ask yourselves what price would you pay, then make your
bold remarks about wishing someone was a dead along time ago. I served in
the military, I have friends in Iraq right now, they are fighting for my
freedom and yours as well. Reagan was faced with many decision in his 8
years of office, I am sure there was quite many that he may not be proud
of, but there was many that brought good to our lives even today.
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