I haven't been to
'I, Cringely,' Robert X. Cringely's wonderful website for awhile, but going there I found this entry from a couple of days after the election. It starts off with a mea culpa for his prediction that the youth vote would make more of a positive difference for Democrats, but it's what he wrote at the end that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
... If the experts are correct, the 2004 election results mean we now live in a country where morality is apparently the major concern of people. Am I wrong, or is the same thing not true in Iran? And if our morality is in fundamental conflict with their morality, which side will be willing to sacrifice more to obtain what they view as their just end? I can tell you it ain't us.
Back in 1986 I talked Penthouse magazine into giving me an assignment to write the story: "How to Get a Date in Revolutionary Iran." The premise was that hormones are hormones, and those wacky kids in Tehran, most of whom could still remember the Shah, had to be finding some way to meet members of the opposite sex. So I headed off to Iran to find out the truth. If you are interested in such stuff, the only time a single man and woman not from the same family could be together in private back then was in a taxi (he being the driver), so all the teenage boys who had or could borrow cars turned them into taxis. This, of course, put all the power in the hands of the woman since she could see him but he had to take pot luck.
I eventually finished the piece and decided to go see the war since I had been in Beirut and Angola, but had never seen trench warfare, which is what I was told they had going in Iran. So I took a taxi to the front, introduced myself to the local commander, who had gone, as I recall, to Iowa State, and spent a couple days waiting for the impending human wave attack. That attack was to be conducted primarily with 11-and 12-year-old boys as troops, nearly all of them unarmed. There were several thousand kids and their job was to rise out of the trench, praising Allah, run across No Man's Land, be killed by the Iraqi machine gunners, then go directly to Paradise, do not pass GO, do not collect 200 dinars. And that's exactly what happened in a battle lasting less than 10 minutes. None of the kids fired a shot or made it all the way to the other side. And when I asked the purpose of this exercise, I was told it was to demoralize the cowardly Iraqi soldiers.
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It was the most horrific event I have ever seen, and I once covered a cholera epidemic in Bangladesh that killed 40,000 people.
Waiting those two nights for the attack was surreal. Some kids acted as though nothing was wrong while others cried and puked. But when the time came to praise Allah and enter Paradise, not a single boy tried to stay behind.
Now put this in a current context. What effective limit is there to the number of Islamic kids willing to blow themselves to bits? There is no limit, which means that a Bush Doctrine can't really stand in that part of the world. But of course President Bush, who may think he pulled the switch on a couple hundred Death Row inmates in Texas, has probably never seen a combat death. He doesn't get it and he'll proudly NEVER get it.
Welcome to the New Morality.
We can't even win in Iraq, and yet there are those idiots inside and outside the Bush Administration who are giddy with the thought of attacking and "liberating" Iran. How many times do you have to stick your bare arm into a meatgrinder before you come to realize you're not going to win?
The United States had a legitimate reason to go after bin Laden and terrorism, and we had the backing of most of the civilized world to do so. Instead, we chose to try to remake the Middle East into some idealized wingnut version of democracy (while squatting onto some big chunks of oil-rich land) and sink ourselves into a quagmire that could eventually make Vietnam look like a Sunday-school disagreement.
How do we force a nation of people, so different from ourselves, to capitulate to our demands without losing our own country's soul? We could certainly bomb every living creature within Iraq's borders off the face of the earth, and salt the ground so nothing every grows there again. All it would take is to agree to become exactly like the terrorists who attacked us. To, in essence, become the monster we seek to destroy.
I'm not willing to pay that price. I wish I could say that about others in America, but I can't. And that is what truly scares me.