As much as I admire pop bands like Faithless, Gorillaz (love them!), Carlos Santana, Elvis Costello, The Pixies, Gil Scott Heron, Devendra Banhart, Snoop Dogg, and The Klaxons (the list goes on) who declare their reluctance to perform in Israel, there might be another option.
It is certainly a brave thing to say no to your fans and to high-level exposure, not to mention the big bucks. It might be braver to go there and tell the audience that ticket sales will be donated to pay for much needed medical supplies for the people of Gaza. Now that would be something else.
WHY FAITHLESS ARE GIVING ISRAEL A MISS
‘What in the World?’ is an Irish series of tv documentaries presented and produced by Peadar King. (See also http://kmfproductions.net) In this episode, Peadar King travels to Mauritius to meet the original inhabitants of the Chagos Islands (Indian Ocean). The Chagos Islanders were secretly and brutally expelled from their homeland by British governments in the late 1960s and early 1970s, to make way for an American military base on the main island of Diego Garcia. For more information and updates on the plight of the Chagossians, please visit the website of the UK Chagos Support Association at http://www.chagossupport.org.uk.
PLEASE SIGN THE PETITION – GO TO http://www.gopetition.com/petitions/let-the-chagos-islanders-return-home.html
I first posted the following poem in May 2009. I hope you don’t mind a second read.
Rounding Up The Dogs of the Children Who Died of Sadness
Monsters came one day, dressed
in stiff uniforms. They were fed
largely on red meat and so had grown
like giants compared to the islanders.
They scarred the land as they drove,
engines growling like hungry beasts,
churning sand and dust into the terrified
eyes of the children. Those little
Brown arms grew powerless at the sight
of fists clutching the collars of their pets.
Never before had they seen such dark
nightmares. The monsters had come
To gather all the dogs of the island.
They were taken amid screams and cries,
hearts cracking like husked coconuts
flung against jagged rocks.
Worth reading: The Voice of Hikabusha
Contrary to conventional opinion today, many military leaders of the time — including six out of seven wartime five-star officers — criticized the use of the atomic bomb.
Take, for example, Adm. William Leahy, White House chief of staff and chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff during the war. Leahy wrote in his 1950 memoirs that “the use of this barbarous weapon at Hiroshima and Nagasaki was of no material assistance in our war against Japan. The Japanese were already defeated and ready to surrender.” Moreover, Leahy continued, “[I]n being the first to use it, we had adopted an ethical standard common to the barbarians of the Dark Ages. I was not taught to make war in that fashion, and wars cannot be won by destroying women and children.”
From Not Everyone Wanted to Bomb Hiroshima by Leo Maley III and Uday Mohan
Howard Zinn wrote this article in The Progressive in 2000.
Video from RESIST AFRICOM
The grand tour of Africa that Mrs Clinton is conducting cannot be dissociated from the plan to make AFRICOM a little more enticing. Someone who wears a high-heeled shoe can still carry a submachine gun. For sale or just for show?
“We’re the good guys. Trust us. We’re telling you the truth. This time.”
from a 2007 article in The Nation:
Policy-makers seem to have forgotten the legacy of US intervention in Africa. During the cold war, African nations were used as pawns in postcolonial proxy wars, an experience that had a devastating impact on African democracy, peace and development. In the past Washington has aided reactionary African factions that have carried out atrocities against civilians. An increased US military presence in Africa will likely follow this pattern of extracting resources while aiding factions in some of their bloodiest conflicts, thus further destabilizing the region.
Dear Mrs Clinton, save your breath. Africa does not need more killing machines. That goes for the rest of the world.
I could be wrong in all this, of course. Maybe she’s just here to share some naughty secrets. Bedtime stories perhaps?