There's something to be said for old-fashioned ways to communicate.
Among 18th-century fundamentalist Christians, it was eminently proper to rise up during Sabbath meeting to declaim and denounce policies and efforts destructive of community norms (or otherwise antibiblical).
Clearly, torture is such a policy, such an effort.
Not even torturers can prove the logical value of their own efforts: torture victims routinely claim whatever their torturers expect, as you would when someone starts to Torquemada your genitals.
As any sadist knows, the effective value of torture is wholly in its anticipation. It's the threat, stupid.
Dick Cheney doesn't care one way or the other about torturing people outright. Sure, you have to cut off a few noses to establish the value of the threat, but individuals are inconsequential, it's the blocs you have to worry about, and only the rich blocs. With torture, the effect you're aiming at is deterrence, not forensics or even retribution.
To effect that deterrence, the threat must be levied against a class of people broad enough to include all individuals predisposed to be effected by it, in other words, terraists (doesn't that word mean "earthlings"?).
By celebrating torture as a U.S. policy our vice president, Dick Cheney, and his neocon cabal have provided the most visible and visceral picture of their deeply rooted corruption. Even the idiots can get it. This has value.
For a broad chunk of heartland American middle class folks, torture represents a patent admission of failure, of emptiness, of fakery, of moral vacuum.
To damn torture as a U.S. policy, loudly and coherently, to blog and more effectively to voice our abhorrence to torture as a U.S. policy publicly in places like Starbucks the next time you go for espresso, at the corner tavern, at Sabbath worship, at the corner convenience store, in the lunchroom, at your next VFW meeting....