Festive Left Friday Blogging: Chavecito waxes poetic

Did you know that Chavecito’s not just a president, he’s also a slam poet?

Okay, that’s not his own poem he’s reciting there (with guitar accompaniment by the great Cuban folk singer, Silvio Rodríguez). It’s a poem by Alberto Arvelo Torrealba about Simón Bolívar, called “Por Aquí Pasó” (Through Here He Passed). Here’s my (admittedly rough) translation:

Through here he passed, comrade,

toward those distant mountains.

Look at that trail through the grasses,

look at it, comrade,

it’s like the clear rains

in the dust-dry landscape,

like a well among tablelands,

like a star in a tunnel,

like the heron in the rushes,

like flights in the evening sky,

like the snow on the mountaintop,

like a fire in the night,

like a firefly in the air,

like the moon among sand dunes,

like the white horse on the coat-of-arms

and the tricolor in the sky.

Through here he passed, comrade,

toward those distant mountains.

There goes his only image,

grave, but aquiline,

saddle of burnished leather,

dapple-grey horse, brave of heart.

His cape like a flag,

his horse in the lead,

artist engraving villages,

man restoring nations,

tasting glories, great herdsman!

Through here he passed, comrade,

toward those distant mountains.

Listen!

Listen to that suspended voice

over the sun-gleam of those sand-dunes.

The voice that shouts the loudest,

listen to it, comrades!

It’s like the sound of the conch-shells

when the mule-drivers pass,

like the breeze in the palms,

like the eagle in the ceibo,

like the thunder in the distance,

like the four-stringed guitar in the air,

like the anguish in my song,

like the rooster in the silence,

like the gunshot in the attack,

like the bull in the rodeo,

like the horse’s whinny in the air,

like the helmet in the silence,

like the cry of the centaur in the Queseras del Medio,

like the Homeland in the anthem,

like the bugle on the wind.

Through here passed Bolívar, comrade,

toward those distant mountains!

In the evening sun today his profile

will rise, to return

over this immense desert.

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Canada, Incorporated?

Some prog-blogging friends got up to no good recently, and this is what they brewed:

Suddenly it all makes sense. THAT’s why the cops charged the G-20 demonstrators for singing what we thought was our national anthem–IT’S NOT OUR CORPORATE JINGLE!!!

(And, worse–they sang lyrics that Stevie the Spiteful didn’t personally approve, as CEO of Canada, Inc.)

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Why so afraid of a “Ground Zero mosque” that isn’t?

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Israeli cartoonist Shlomo Cohen neatly illustrates the phantom nature of the “victory mosque at Ground Zero”. It’s not a “victory” mosque, it’s not even an actual mosque, and it’s not actually at Ground Zero. I’m pretty sure, though, given his background and country of residence, that satirizing irrational fear and hate was NOT his intention here.

Maybe I shouldn’t post this so soon after the longest fucking quarrel I’ve had with a troll to date, but I’m damned if I let outsiders set my agenda here, any more than I let idiots make up my mind for me. So, here goes: I’m all in favor of Park 51, the non-mosque that is not gonna be built on the ashes of the former World Trade Centre.

That’s right, you read that correctly. I’m totally cool with Park 51.

And yes, this post is gonna be my little contribution toward the education of those who let fear, hatred, bitterness, bigotry and generalized stupidity rule their lives. If it changes their minds about Park 51, great; if it at least forces them to think and rethink, it will have done what I meant it to do. (I can’t do your thinking for you either, people, but I can give you plenty of crunchy food for thought, and I can ask you to take it quietly home and chew it over on your own, can’t I?)

So. Here goes.

For starters, let’s consider the political climate that surrounds the Park 51 debate. You would have to be totally dissociated to think that this debate is occurring in a vacuum. There is an awful lot of racially-charged hate being whipped up very deliberately right now, some of it in the guise of a certain recent “non-political” rally to “restore honor”. The rally in question was, of course, VERY political. And honor, that vague, shifty concept that people are known to kill each other for across all cultural boundaries, had fuck-all to do with it. Unless you consider ugly people with ugly attitudes scrawled all over their ugly shirts and getting ugly with perceived outsiders to be “honorable”, of course. In which case, yeah, something was restored, all right.

Now, with that kind of climate, is it so surprising that a drunken idiot would try to start a brawl in a bar with a Middle Eastern theme? Or that a Muslim cab driver gets his throat slashed, specifically, for being Muslim? Or that a bunch of armed teenagers would go around trying to terrorize worshippers at a mosque in western New York, which is nowhere near Ground Zero? Or that an arsonist would try to torch construction equipment at the site of a mosque-in-the making more than 800 miles from Ground Zero?

Which is why I wonder if the trolls who pooped here, claiming that two blocks’ walk from Ground Zero was too close for a Muslim community centre, have any real idea of how ridiculous their pleas for “sensitivity” towards the insensitive demands of non-Muslims really are. Or how fucking ironic. If Murfreesboro, Tennessee, isn’t far enough away from Ground Zero to build a mosque–a REAL one–then clearly no place in North America is.

And that means that Muslims are not really welcome here.

What’s sad and ironic is that Muslims in North America have made real, serious contributions to these lands since the first one to settle in New York landed in what’s now Manhattan, nearly 400 years ago. And one of their finest gifts, their contribution to the fight against Islamist terrorism, isn’t being given due credit. Instead, we get to see them treated to utterly demeaning shit like this:

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…which is hardly a ringing endorsement of inter-faith peace. It’s a ridiculous demand, coming from someone who lives just about as far in the US as it’s possible to be from Ground Zero (unless you count Hawaii), someone who will never have to look directly upon that heart-stabbing community centre herself. Why the hell should Sarah Palin care, as long as she can score cheap political points on the tweeter?

But if the political points are cheap and easy for a Sarah Palin, they come at a much greater cost to those at whom these barbs were directed. Why do peaceful Muslims constantly have to repudiate and refute (not refudiate, which is not a real word) those who use Islam as their bludgeon? And can you imagine what would happen if they, in turn, demanded that Christians “refudiate” their own extremist brethren? It’s not as if there’s any shortage of them. Especially in the anti-mosque camp. Will they repudiate the violent amongst themselves? Will they come forward to denounce those who advocate burning mosques?

If my own skirmishes with the anti-mosque crowd are anything to go by, they’re falling on their asses in this department. I have not seen ONE opponent of Park 51 say his confederates: No, don’t burn, don’t vandalize, don’t terrorize. Not even when I asked them to, would they repudiate. Instead, they turned on me, telling me to be more tolerant. Of what? Arson threats? Intolerance? Oh, please. If I can’t ask you to tolerate a peaceful Muslim community centre, you have no right to tell me I should tolerate your intolerance of it. That’s just fucked up.

And even when peaceful Muslims come forward, time and again, to repudiate and denounce those who tarnish the name of their religion, their voices go unheard. Instead, they get drowned out by shriekers like this one at Alan Colmes’s website:

These people are everything that is wrong with America. Why are so many blacks, like those pictured above, for the victory monument at Ground Zero? Because in their hearts, they know the attacks are not aimed at them, so they don’t give a damn.

That’s fucked up, too. (And racist, clearly–which is another hallmark of the current toxic political climate. Why else would the commenter mention the color of their skins?)

In case anyone forgets, blacks and Muslims died in the collapse of the WTC, too. They worked in that building. How could the attacks that killed them NOT be aimed at them? Is Park 51, which will incorporate a memorial to the victims (but not the hijackers), a slap in THEIR faces, too?

If you’re going to talk about “everything that’s wrong with America”, and somehow loop Muslims into it, you may want to consider the singular irony of Saudi oil money going to finance the leading anti-Islamic crapaganda channel in the United States. (What–did you really think Rupee Murdoch was brainwashing you just out of the goodness of his own grinchy little heart? Wake up, Amurrica.)

And–irony upon irony–the Park 51 project is headed by an imam whose brand of Islam is anathema to the Wahhabi princes of Saudi Arabia. FactCheck has a marvelous list of facts about Park 51 that would make your head spin. Among them is this:

Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf has a long history of cooperation with the U.S. government, beginning during the Bush administration. In February and March 2003, he led cultural awareness training for FBI employees in the bureau’s New York field office, New York division officials told us. In 2007 and twice in 2010, he traveled to the Middle East to talk about religious tolerance and Islam in America as part of a speaker program organized by the State Department’s Bureau of International Information Programs.

Philip Crowley, assistant secretary of state for public affairs, said of the imam: “His work on tolerance and religious diversity is well-known and he brings a moderate perspective to foreign audiences on what it’s like to be a practicing Muslim in the United States.” Rauf’s most recent trip, which is in progress as we publish, garnered objections from people who feared he would try to raise money for the Park51 project during his trip, but the State Department said those concerns were unfounded.

Rauf is an adherent of Sufism, a mystical form of Islam that has itself been targeted by extremists. A 2007 report by the nonpartisan RAND Corporation suggested that Sufis could be potential partners against radical Islamism. “Because of their victimization by [extremist sects] Salafis and Wahhabis, traditionalists and Sufis are natural allies of the West to the extent that common ground can be found with them,” the RAND study concluded. Indeed, Rauf has often spoken out against extremism, including recently as part of a Washington Post discussion about the Park51 project, then called the Cordoba Institute:

Rauf, July 21: We are not the extremists. We are that vast majority of Muslims who stand up against extremism and provide a voice in response to the radical rhetoric. Our mission is to interweave America’s Muslim population into mainstream society. We are a Muslim-American force for promoting the universal values of justice and peaceful coexistence in which all good people believe.

Wait, what? He’s a Sufi? He co-operates with the US government? He speaks up for peace? He wants Muslims to live in the mainstream, not the margins? What a stab to the heart. What a slap to the face! Everything that’s wrong with America, yup yup yup, that’s him all right. Why, he might even ask us to join him in singing Kumbaya! The horror!

And yet, if my trolls are to be believed, I’m some kind of extremist for supporting this moderate man of Islam.

As my friend Orwell’s Bastard notes, these guys are terribly busy trying to make words mean what they don’t mean, to the point where they become utterly meaningless; when that happens, they go and make up their own, which could mean anything and actually mean nothing. Could that be what “refudiate” really means? I mean, how else is it possible for me to be an “extremist” for liking this moderate, Imam Rauf?

Oh, but of course. If you’re tolerant of Muslims, especially moderate ones, you’re intolerant, because that means you’ve shut the wingnuts, those “moderates” who keep moving the goalposts ever further to the right, out of consideration. You’re ignoring their crapaganda whenever you look at the facts and refuse to be swayed by emotional blackmail. And if you refuse to let your blog be hijacked and your discourse derailed by those who try to sneak a false label onto you by claiming you’re falsely labelling THEM, why, you intolerant extremist you!

I would argue that I’ve been more than tolerant enough by letting the trolls babble at me about my imagined insensitivity for their poor hurt widdle feelings for as long as they did. I even argued back in good faith, and got shat on all the more for it, in unmistakably misogynous terms. I got accused of having no sense of humor (which, as anyone who reads this blog regularly can tell you, is the most ridiculous charge of all.) Normally, they get three strikes. If they can’t say anything decent within three posts, they get the royal flush. Sometimes, if I’m really not in the mood, they get it even sooner. My blog, my rules. If they don’t like ’em, they can get their own; I promise I won’t visit.

And if you really want to talk about intolerance and insensitivity, how about this?

This is the same fucking asshole who convened that flop-sweat rally to “restore honor”. Nice, eh? And of course, he’s a leading voice in the anti-mosque (really, anti-Muslim) “movement”. The timing of his bullshit is no coincidence; he also heads up some travesty called the 9/12 Project. It claims to be “non-political” (there’s that non-meaningful phrase again!), but it’s just another fucking wingnut hijack. Glenn Beck, who is not a 9-11 survivor himself, has no shame about using the ugliest date of the past decade to his own selfish, hateful ends.

And he uses it to whip up the same selfishness and hate in others. The kind that raged on the day after September 11, 2001. The kind that led to the torching of the Hindu Samaj Temple in Hamilton, Ontario; the kind that led to numerous attacks on Sikhs; the kind that is now leading to attacks on existing mosques, mosques under construction, and a Muslim community centre that’s still only on the drawing board.

I’m supposed to tolerate this hate-mongering crap in the name of “moderation”, but you know what? I’ve had more than enough. I owe you “moderate”, “non-political”, “anti-agenda” rightards nothing. No tolerance for your intolerance, no acceptance for your meaningless redefinitions of words, and no platform for your absurd phantom visions of a “victory mosque”. From now on, all you get out of me is a well-deserved Doc Marten bootprint on your sorry asses.

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Short ‘n’ Stubby: Ms. Manx takes aim for gun control

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Ms. Manx is, of course, all in favor of gun control; she remembers the Montréal Massacre only too well. She wants to see the long-gun registry stay; it may have something to do with the fact that long guns are the overwhelming heavyweights when it comes to gunshot deaths in Canada. So it heartens her up to read a few things that seem to indicate a balance tipping in Law-Law Land, and which may just be the magic bullets that kill the SupposiTory attempt to scrap the long-gun registry:

The Toronto Star‘s Thomas Walkom, a long-time “skeptic” of gun control, has read the RCMP report and changed his mind. Seems that pro-gun talking points are simply no match for facts and figures, especially ones endorsed by police chiefs nationwide. Blam!

Another Star columnist, Heather Mallick, has let her frustration with the pro-gun, anti-registry rural New Democrat MPs boil over. She points out that the NDP, once the party of feminist progress, has become mired in cushiness and nicey-nicey bullshit. Why is it suddenly so important for MPs to curry favor with Con-deluded rural voters? Why can’t they educated them as to why the gun registry is actually good for gun owners? Among other things, it can help get a stolen gun back to its rightful owner, just as motor-vehicle registration can do with cars. Ah, but such talking points would mean stepping out of their comfort zone and actually risking a debate with those voters, instead of just going the easy route of kissing ass. Mallick concludes, on a pessimistic note: “The corpses of the Montreal Massacre are silent and the yapping gun-freedom brigade is so very loud.”

But if the corpses of the Massacre are silent, their living relatives are not. At the top of the Globe‘s letters-to-the-editor section today, there’s a beautiful message from Suzanne Edward, who lost her daughter that day, urging NDP leader Jack Layton to stand by the promises he made when he founded the White Ribbon Campaign against violence. There’s also a letter from Ward M. Eagen, of Toronto, who points out that Tommy Douglas, the founder of the NDP, was an early gun-control advocate, disappointed in half measures and compromises, who said, “Some day, we will have the techniques to register all firearms.” Those techniques are in effect now. Eagen also points out that the NDP was a rural party from its inception. If being strongly pro-control didn’t hurt Tommy Douglas’s popularity with his rural Saskatchewan base, shouldn’t that tell Jack Layton and his fellow NDP MPs something?

Well, some of those rural MPs are listening–if not to pro-control voices from the base, then certainly to those of their enemies. And one of them, Charlie Angus, is now so incensed with the Tories that he’s changing his stance–he’s now likely to vote in favor of keeping the long-gun registry. Angus is an influential voice among rural and northern Ontario New Democrats, so his backlash against the Tories is very heartening to this little red-haired wild-rose girl from up North.

Montreal Simon seems to share Ms. Manx’s hopeful view of Charlie’s change of heart, and he serves it up with plenty of amusement on the side.

And if you’re wondering what might have changed Charlie’s mind, here’s a video full of clues. It features a horse with two asses, one of which is facing the camera:

That’s James Bezan, a Tory, getting nasty toward the NDP–the party that holds the hammer when it comes to whether the long-gun registry stays or goes. The horse’s name is Woody. Doesn’t Woody look like he can’t wait to buck that buffoon and drop a load on him?

And finally, for those who want to help the NDP get its act together on this one, here’s a Facebook group you’ll want to join, and some e-mail addresses you’ll want to use.

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Strange case of serial murder in Argentina

You want more creepy? You got it:

A young man of 22 was arrested last weekend in Buenos Aires, accused of killing six persons in four weeks to fulfill a promise to “San La Muerte” (St. Death), a “saint” venerated in prisons and rural parts of Argentina, according to a police source on Tuesday.

“The killer made a pact with ‘St. Death’, in which he promised a death a week in exchange for the protection of his family,” said the source.

Marcelo Antelo was arrested on Saturday, August 28, accused of having killed a philosophy student, 27 years old, who was found with a bullet wound to the chest in the Buenos Aires neighborhood of Flores, south of the Argentine capital, near the accused killer’s home.

Upon his arrest after an intense gunfight, the police confiscated a .38 calibre pistol, similar to those used by federal police officers.

At the moment, “Marcelito”, as he was known in the barrio, is in custody for the murder of the philosophy student, but the police suspect that he may be the killer of five others, including a double homicide on August 15, five days before he celebrated the day of “St. Death”.

“A half-dozen witnesses have already come forward. One of them gave us details of the pact with ‘St. Death’,” said an investigator in the case.

“St. Death” is a traditional figure of folk worship in the rural northeast of Argentina, particularly in the provinces of Corrientes, Chaco, and Formosa, and is also venerated in many prisons. His devotees invoke him for ordinary favors, such as to protect a harvest, but he is also sometimes called upon to bring death to an enemy.

In routine raids on the homes of suspects, the police have often found the image of “St. Death”, in the form of a tiny human skeleton.

Translation mine.

The veneration of “St. Death” under various names (La Muerte, La Santa Muerte, San La Muerte, etc.) is not limited to Argentina. Mexicans, too, are known for their veneration of the unorthodox “saint”, particularly on the Day of the Dead. He (or sometimes, she) is commonly invoked by members of crime gangs, for fairly obvious reasons. When even St. Jude, the patron of lost causes, won’t do, St. Death seems the natural choice for drug-dealers locked in endless turf wars, or battles with the police (or both, simultaneously).

Of course, invoking Death brings karma down on you like a duck on a junebug, as this one unlucky Argentine found out. The elaborate tombs of Mexican drug-gangsters are also testimony to how well the double-edged sword of “St.” Death can slice. Just something to consider, if ever you’re tempted to make a pact with Death.

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A climate-change denier comes in from the cold

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Hello and welcome to reality, Bjørn Lomborg. What took you so long?

Bjørn Lomborg, the self-styled “sceptical environmentalist” once compared to Adolf Hitler by the UN’s climate chief, is famous for attacking climate scientists, campaigners, the media and others for exaggerating the rate of global warming and its effects on humans, and the costly waste of policies to stop the problem.

But in a new book to be published next month, Lomborg will call for tens of billions of dollars a year to be invested in tackling climate change. “Investing $100bn annually would mean that we could essentially resolve the climate change problem by the end of this century,” the book concludes.

Examining eight methods to reduce or stop global warming, Lomborg and his fellow economists recommend pouring money into researching and developing clean energy sources such as wind, wave, solar and nuclear power, and more work on climate engineering ideas such as “cloud whitening” to reflect the sun’s heat back into the outer atmosphere.

In a Guardian interview, he said he would finance investment through a tax on carbon emissions that would also raise $50bn to mitigate the effect of climate change, for example by building better sea defences, and $100bn for global healthcare.

His declaration about the importance of action on climate change comes at a crucial point in the debate, with international efforts to agree a global deal on emissions stalled amid a resurgence in scepticism caused by rows over the reliability of the scientific evidence for global warming.

Not that I’m not glad to hear that he’s had a change of heart, and not a minute too soon. The solutions he proposes (other than the iffy cloud-tinkering one) are also sound, if this brief summation is true. I only wonder if it’s actually already too late.

Well, anyway, welcome to the fold, Bjørn. I’m sure your namesake animals are glad to hear it, too.

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This is what the real Canada looks like

This is what it looks like when real, ordinary Canadians from all walks of life turn out to take back OUR streets from the thugs of the G-20 crime cartel. It’s no coincidence that the national anthem was sung, and that its most-repeated phrase “We stand on guard for thee” sat ill with the transnational oppressors. When a government takes 2 billion dollars away from the people and spends it on thuggery, it is up to the people to stand on guard…and not let their country get sold out to the transnationals for a profit that most of us will never see.

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Crow is on the menu in Colombia lately

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First it was Chavecito, now it’s El Ecuadorable heaping something black and feathery onto the plates in Bogotá. No, it’s not the chickens coming home to roost, it’s another bird entirely…

The president of Ecuador, Rafael Correa, announced on Saturday the re-establishment of normal relations with Colombia, as a sign of dignity, justice, sovereignty and respect, on his weekly program called “Citizen Link”.

“We will re-establish relations with Colombia for the good of our countries and our peoples,” said the Ecuadorian leader, in response to an invitation to a bilateral meeting with the new president of Colombia, Juan Manuel Santos, who was inaugurated on August 7.

It is worth emphasizing that while demonstrating goodwill in re-establishing bilateral relations, the Ecuadorian president has not forgotten the reason for which the two countries became estranged, since in his estimation, an “illegal bombardment” is not to be so easily forgotten. At that time, Santos was the defence minister of Colombia, who authorized the military action of March 1, 2008, without informing or receiving permission from the government of Ecuador.

Correa pointed out that at the root of this event that violated the sovereignty of his nation, there were members of the FARC, and reiterated that he had never met a member of the FARC, “but they accuse us of being accomplices in order to justify an absolutely illegal bombing, disloyal and unjust.”

Correa also maintained that there are illegal FARC camps in the rainforests of Peru, which are much more inaccessible than the equatorial rainforests of the Ecuador/Colombia border. “But no one has accused Alan García of being in league with the FARC,” meaning that “the truth is self-evident”, and now the whole world knows it, since his government and country enjoy great prestige. “We have an immense credibility at the national and international level,” Correa concluded.

Translation mine.

And of course, Santos and his magic laptop have ZERO credibility. That may be a reason why things are suddenly warming up between him and his two alienated neighbors. Colombia stands to lose a lot more than Venezuela or Ecuador if things stay in the deep-freeze much longer. Hence, out comes the old crow, thawed and ready to eat.

Karma, babies.

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Short ‘n’ Stubby: Remembering Katrina

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I recall Hurricane Katrina only too well, as it happened on my dad’s birthday five years ago. It was a surreal day, to say the least. As my folks and I sat in front of the TV and watched the storm roll inland on a traffic camera, and the traffic lights in the foreground began to swing wildly, we knew in our guts that this was going to be a horror. And it was: More than a thousand people drowned in the storm surge, most of them poor and black.

What followed was even worse: We learned that it was not the storm itself that had done the most damage, but bad BushCo policy and plain old human neglect. Levees that should have been shored up and maintained by the US Army Corps of Engineers, were not; FEMA, which should have helped the survivors evacuate and put their lives back together, ended up both neglecting them and, bizarrely, imprisoning them in trailer-park camps as if they were common criminals, and not merely poor folks in need of a home and the basic necessities of life. (And we haven’t heard the last about those infamous trailers yet. Or “Heckuva Job” Drownie Brownie, either.)

And then the real horror of it hit home. Pictures of floating corpses leaked out, one by one. Stories emerged, too: people seeking help being shot by local police and the National Guard, presumably for “looting” goods that had become unsaleable anyway; the Superdome stadium and the convention centre, meant to shelter storm refugees until they could be evacuated, being neglected and filled with filth and desperation (and rumors of rape gangs that turned out to be false, although there were a handful of deaths inside, only one of them violent); a hospital forced to euthanize its sick and elderly patients because it could no longer keep them alive; a flooded prison, locked down and its inmates abandoned to a hideous combination of sweltering heat, hunger, and water-borne diseases. And then there were people like Miss Vera, who survived the storm only to get mown down by a hit-and-run driver, some random asshole who just didn’t give a shit. Every Katrina death seemed somehow emblematic of what happens when people in a position to do something just stop caring and let things go to hell. It got so bad that I developed a Pavlovian nausea that acted up every time someone uttered the K-word.

And I wasn’t even physically there. Can you imagine what life must have been like for those who were?

Life is still hard for the storm’s displaced survivors. But it does go on, and pockets of hope have been slowly appearing between the wreckage and the tacky “rebuilding” so touted by whites of the privatize-all persuasion. Here are some of the hopeful stories.

Truthout tells the Katrina story in poignant black-and-white cartoons. The hero of the story is New Orleans itself, “a city where people not only ask how you are, they wait for an answer.”

Yes! Magazine has a positive account of the spirit of that city. No, it’s not dead yet, in spite of corporatism’s best efforts to kill it. In fact, it seems to be catching; those who came as volunteers to help rebuild, keep coming back. There is no shortage of need for their help, and no shortage of love, either.

Ann Beeson finds some hints as to how and why that spirit continues to survive. The secret, it seems, lies not in the “experts” trucked in from without to whiten and restructure the place, but in the local people, most of them black, who stuck around and picked up the pieces when no one else cared.

Sarah Jaffe relates the old wound of Katrina to the new one of the Deepwater Horizon oil catastrophe, and reminds us of why we must not succumb to “disaster fatigue”, but keep on fighting for what we love, wherever it may be, no matter what. New Orleans has been battered and abused, but its people aren’t giving up. Nor should we give up on them.

And on that note, I really love Rachel Maddow for stating the painfully obvious.

And on a final note, Color of Change is raising funds to help the (still very ongoing) rebuilding process. Kick in what you can.

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Stay classy, haters.

This is what passes for discourse on the right, concerning the Cordoba community centre at Park 51, Lower Manhattan:

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Thanks to a little birdie on the tweeter who spotted this.

And no, I’m not going to conceal any of those names. They felt they could post this publicly, so more publicity they and their insanity shall get.

FBI, consider this a heads-up. NYPD, same goes for you. Do your duty, coppers.

PS: That guy who says he did it before? Maybe this was his handiwork. Srsly, FBI, read Facebook. Innocent people’s lives are depending on you, and this is better intel than you’d get through waterboarding.

UPDATE: It now appears that shots were also fired near the site this afternoon. Yeah, this shit is serious.

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