tourist (2K)

- seeking direction in Truth, Goodness and Beauty

 February 2005 

A Vote of Conscience and Courage    posted:   2-01-05

Millions of Iraqis Defy Death Threats

When I got home from work Saturday night (of course I turned on the telly) I was reminded that this was the long awaited election day in Iraq. It was very early morning / pre-dawn in Iraq - as the cable news commentators began discussing the impending historical moment.

Huge hopes combined with extensive preparations by election officials, Iraqi police and military and coalition forces were all focusing on the 8:00am opening of the polls.

Skeptics predicted dire consequences. Democrats suggested that it was a doomed process - of the few willing to brave the gauntlet - many would be murdered. The results of such an unevenly participated election would be invalid. Terrorists proclaimed that voters would be executed; the streets would run red with blood - husbands, wives and children would all be beheaded. This would be another example of President Bush's failed leadership.

I watched, fearfully expecting horrific explosions to rip thru the bodies of these civilians; men, women and children.

Eight o'clock came and went and some polling stations reported that not only were there no voters . . . even the election officials failed to show up.

Shots and explosions could be heard in the distance. Where were the people? Didn't they want to be free? Maybe it was to much to ask - were there none brave enough to stand up for freedom?

Yes! There were Millions! In polling places across Iraq, hundreds followed the first cautious voters. Friends and families walked miles down the middle of muddy village streets past bombed out buildings. Their faces reflected the gravity of this moment. Some were clearly afraid. Others put on a cheerful front; a family outing. There were crutches and wheel chairs, elderly and children. Others were somber - seeming to remember the suffering of so many, the deaths of so many, the tyranny they endured for generations. Today the people could stand up and take back their country.

As the lines grew, the voters expressions changed from anxious to joyful. Less fearful, they held up their inked index fingers - their badge of courage and honor. Face after face welled with tears as they described how important this moment was for them.

And my eyes welled up and overflowed as I witnessed this extraordinary moment. There were so many poignant moments. There was the elderly woman in black veil who went to the US troops - thanking them tearfully and saying that she prayed for them. So many thought they would never live to see this day - when they would be free to choose their destiny.

Many times I have doubted the Iraqi's ability to comprehend, to appreciate or value the freedom of a democracy. Our country was investing so much - lives and money - to give them a free country - such a priceless gift . . . a gift they didn't seem to want.

How many of us - that is those of us who even bother to vote - would have the courage to walk with our families for miles down such streets - knowing that at any moment our entire family might be cut down - literally beheaded?

On election day - a new Iraq was born - the Iraqi people were re-born.

It may be a week or so before the number of voters and the results of the election are known. But, estimates range in excess of 8 million Iraqis who walked to polling stations across Iraq.

What will the terrorists do now? Will they make good on their threats and murder entire families? Surely not? Such acts would enrage the Iraqi population and greatly unite them against these monsters. But I have learned not to be surprised by the range of stupidity the terrorists take in their brutal inhumanity - in the name of allah.

"In the dirt-poor town of Sumawa, right on Iraq's southern border, a baby was born in a polling station to an expectant mother determined that nothing would stop her from casting a ballot.

In the holy city of Najaf, 80-year-old Mahdeya Saleh, dressed in a black abeya, declared: "I was often forced to vote under Saddam. Today, I come out of my own will to choose freely cast my voted."

And in Baghdad, Samir Hassan refused to let the security ban on private cars stop him from voting, despite losing his leg to a bomb last October. "I would have crawled here if I had to," he said. "I don't want terrorists to kill other Iraqis like they tried to kill me. Today I am voting for peace."

This election has given Iraq, for the first time in its history, a government representative of a majority of its people.

So in the largely Shia streets near the BBC bureau in Baghdad there was a euphoric atmosphere. One elderly man, in black and white keffayah, had tears in his eyes.

"My two sons were executed by Saddam," he said, "I am voting to make sure we never return to the old ways of doing things in Iraq." "

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/middle_east/4224435.stm

"Nine RAF personnel and one soldier are missing, believed dead, in the largest single loss of British life in Iraq since military action began." http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/middle_east/4221521.stm

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a Favorite Quote

"One may say the eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility."

- Albert Einstein - Quoted in Freeman Dyson, Disturbing the Universe, ch. 5 (1979)

http://www.bartleby.com/66/97/18597.html

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love (9K)
http://www.ucomics.com/comics/

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Painting


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Self Portrait - Artemisia Gentileschi

I chose this painting for the artist more than the image. This woman was (from my limited exploration) a pioneer of her time (17th century). Born the daughter of an artist, she was granted access to this "man's domain". She brought a wisdom - beyond her youth - that helped depict "history" from a "herstory" perspective.
http://www.kfki.hu/~arthp/html/g/gentiles/artemisi/
http://www.kfki.hu/~arthp/bio/g/gentiles/artemisi/biograph.html
http://members.ozemail.com.au/~drbrash/artemisia/susanna.html

(Best viewed with browser "view" set to "full".)

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a Favorite Film

horses (40K)

Read the book first

Seldom do movies do justice to the written work they are based upon, but I feel this film is an exception. It is poorly reviewed by movie watchers at  IMDB . Normally I am close in my appraisal of films to the voting at IMDB.com, but in this case - in my opinion - it was a much better film than most movie watchers give credit. I felt that Billy Bob Thornton and Matt Damon were very true to Cormac McCarthy's book and their art. Hopefully the director's cut will be made available some day.

Roger Ebert seems to agree:
"Listen carefully to the opening scenes of "All the Pretty Horses." Something interesting is going on. The dialogue, by Ted Tally, is put in the foreground of the soundtrack instead of being surrounded by the ambience. It remains at the same volume from scene to scene. It overlaps a little strangely--anticipating or tarrying--so that we understand the words are not being illustrated by the pictures, but are evoking them. Indoors, outdoors, the presence of the dialogue dominates the track, and natural noises and music are in the background. Thornton goes to a more naturalistic sound style later in the film, but at the beginning he seems to be reminding us that this is a memory being told."
- rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20001222/REVIEWS/12220301/1023

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Poetry & Prose

  Discipline  
George Herbert


	THROW away thy rod, 
	Throw away thy wrath : 
                 	O my God, 
	Take the gentle path. 

	For my hearts desire 
	Unto thine is bent : 
                 	I aspire 
	To a full consent. 

	Nor a word or look 
	I affect to own, 
                 	But by book, 
	And thy book alone. 

	Though I fail, I weep : 
	Though I halt in pace, 
                 	Yet I creep 
	To the throne of grace. 

	Then let wrath remove ; 
	Love will do the deed : 
                 	For with love 
	Stonie hearts will bleed. 

	Love is swift of foot ; 
	Love's a man of warre, 
                 	And can shoot, 
	And can hit from farre. 

	Who can scape his bow ? 
	That which wrought on thee, 
                 	Brought thee low, 
	Needs must work on me. 

	Throw away thy rod ; 
	Though man frailties hath, 
                 	Thou art God : 
	Throw away thy wrath.


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"Love will do the deed:"
As an agnostic - what appeals to me, is the acknowledgment of the power of "love".

http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/herbert/

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a Favorite Photo

wpod9a (64K)

Seed Pod

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lyrics


Shower The People
James Taylor

	You can play the game and you can act out the part
	Though you know it wasn't written for you
	But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart
	Ashamed of playing the fool
	One thing can lead to another; it doesn't take any sacrifice
	Oh, father and mother, sister and brother
	if it feels nice, don't think twice

	Just shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel
	Things are gonna work out fine if you only will
	Shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way you feel
	Things are gonna be much better if you only will

	You can run but you cannot hide
	This is widely known
	And what you plan to do with your foolish pride
	When you're all by yourself alone
	Once you tell somebody the way that you feel
	You can feel it beginning to ease
	I think it's true what they say about the squeaky wheel
	Always getting the grease.

	Better to shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel
	Things are gonna be just fine if you only will
	Shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel
	Things are gonna be much better if you only will

	Shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel

	You'll feel better right away
	Don't take much to do
	Sell you pride
	They say in every life
	They say the rain must fall
	Just like pouring rain
	Make it rain
	Make it rain
	Love, love, love is sunshine.
	Oh yes
	Make it rain
	Love, love, love is sunshine
	Yeah, all right
	Everybody, everybody
	Shower the people you love with love
	
	

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