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<h2 class="date-header"><span>September 2, 2010</span></h2>
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<a href="http://arabwomanblues.blogspot.com/2010/09/vomiting-perfidy.html">Vomiting Perfidy.</a>
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Since yesterday I have been vomiting my insides out...<br>
<br>
My first bout of vomit came after I read a transcript of your
President's speech, his speech to the "nation". Because you consider
yourselves a nation ?!<br>
<br>
It started off with an uneasiness felt in the pit of my stomach, then
quickly transformed itself into a queasiness, then into a foul nausea,
only to erupt like a dammed out volcano into violent throes of pure
vomit...<br>
<br>
I have over the past 20 years or so, developed a high intolerance to
perfidy and you throughout your history have excelled in perfecting what
I am most allergic to...<br>
<br>
You literally make me sick.<br>
<br>
Change - you clamored like a herd of sheep, while munching, ruminating
like cattle every word that is fed to you...Black and White, even those
retards who call themselves American Arabs and Muslims rejoiced at Uncle
Tom's arrival to the White House.<br>
<br>
Oh the "principled", "moralistic" prudish puritanical perverts called
Americans, always showing up late for change...always jumping on the
bandwagon, when the train has already passed...<br>
<br>
The peace loving war mongers of the new world order is what you are. Fake and ignorant to the bone.<br>
<br>
So you pride yourselves on being "a good people", a "compassionate" "sharing caring hugging" people -- nothing but Perfidy.<br>
<br>
For 20 years, I witnessed my country, the land of my father, my mother,
my ancestors, disintegrate before my very eyes...20 fucking years. 20
fucking years.<br>
<br>
Twenty years of people -- first withering, wilting away, like flowers
never allowed to see the light, never allowed to turn their faces to the
sun, then from fading into shadows, faltering into a colorless
background...bombed, massacred, slaughtered into a nothingness...the
same nothingness that inhabits you daily...the same nothingness that
makes you rush to your shrink, the same nothingness that you feed with
your junk, the same nothingness that you fill with your consumer
products...the same nothingness of your void, of the pit, the deep pit
that you all live in, and I throw up some more, from the pits of my
belly....<br>
<br>
So you "sacrificed" for us, so you liberated us from "tyranny", so you
"lived up to your responsibilities" --- like you did in Falluja,
Haditha, Mahmoudiya, Baghdad, Basra, Mosul, Ramadi...¨"kill the
motherfuckers" you shouted...and your wives masturbated to your love
letters, or shed a few tears while waving that infamous flag...the flag
of a degenerate, decaying country that has offered nothing but murder,
carnage and mayhem...<br>
<br>
You liberated us from "dictatorship" with 5 times the size of a
Hiroshima and a Nagasaki...you liberated us until there was no space
left in our morgues, and 7 and half years later, we still search for the
dead...you liberated us until our streets turned into pools of blood,
and mosques became torture dungeons where those hajjis were having their
eyes plucked out and their flesh drilled, you liberated us so we can be
abducted, raped and murdered for a 1000$ or for wearing lipstick...you
liberated us so our bodies can float on the Tigris and Euphrates,
mutilated unrecognizable...you liberated us alright...stuffing us in
prisons cells, covering us with your piss and excrements, or handing us
to your mercenaries and your pimps and whores in turbans, while you
fucked the prostitutes specially brought to you in your Green
Fortress... and while the rest of us lived in walled ghettos that you
constructed for us...<br>
<br>
You liberated us alright...and you lived up to your principles, your ideals and your responsibilities...<br>
<br>
But I do grant you one thing, you computerized, digitalized death for
us...you see, thanks to you our morgue is now equipped with the latest
technology, so 7 years down the line, we can finally go and find the
corpse of a loved one, maybe. We even got numbers, serial numbers, you
are serial killers and we get serial numbers...<br>
<br>
We carry numbers wherever we go, number on our passports, on our ID
cards, on our prison bracelets, and even on our dead bodies...the
numbers follow us to the cemeteries, we got plenty of them today...all
this reconstruction money, we built cemeteries with...well not quite,
you stole the money...billions of dollars, so we turned gardens and
parks into graveyards...our children play there, amidst the wailing of
mothers in perpetual grief...<br>
<br>
You are indeed a brave people...a noble, brave people. See, all what
you've done for us! Your generosity will be recorded in history
annals...and you will be used as a historical example, a model of a
country and a people of great integrity -- just like the New Iraq model.<br>
<br>
Those of us who could not handle this overflowing compassion from you
(as your stinking alternative press likes us to believe - Americans are
compassionate people), flew away...escaped the milk of human kindness,
carrying a few documents and memories, wounds and scars stacked in
suitcases...with no destination...<br>
<br>
A permanent exile has become our abode...a new geographical location not
found on any map...carrying our selves like some overburdening, heavy
bundle, struggling to make ends meet, struggling to survive, struggling
not to become insane, struggling not be engulfed by that nothingness of
yours...<br>
<br>
Scratching humanity with our nails...trying to find it, digging with our
bare hands, sometimes wishing that we were buried there, alongside our
loved ones...sometimes wishing we were never born, sometimes crying in
our solitude, sometimes screaming in our nightmares, sometimes numbing
ourselves so we can match your nothingness...<br>
<br>
Most of the time, confused, lost and bewildered...still unable to grasp
what has befallen us, in the name of Freedom...other times engrossed
with story after story of endless suffering and misery inflicted by
you...with stories of relatives and friends lost in dungeons of
Democracy, with stories of monsters being born in the land of Freedom,
with stories of disease and illnesses nesting into our DNA and becoming
part of our make up, of our being...infiltrating the very essence of us,
of our soil, our air, our water...<br>
<br>
Story after story...image after image -- wheelchairs, amputations, limbs
lost, eyes lost, fingers lost, a child dying, a woman raped and killed,
a man tortured to death...story after story of -- poverty, disease,
need, neglect, abandonment...story after story of an eternal fatigue
that has settled upon us like a blanket...<br>
<br>
I watch in my head, in my imagination, in my memory, the river Tigris
flowing on a summer eve right at sunset...when the air is cooler (and
when there was electricity and drinking water), I watch the river flow,
calmly, silently, peacefully...nothing obstructs it, it just flows and I
close my eyes and imagine myself flowing with it, in it...to an unknown
destination...only in these moments do I find real tranquility...during
those seconds, when I am transported there, by that river where
everything grew and took shape...from the dawn of Time...<br>
<br>
I go back in time thousands of years, when you were non existent, when
you had no name, no shape and no color...and I find myself...I find
myself and I find Iraq.<br>
<br>
This is the only consolation I can give to myself - that even in the
buckets of vomit wrought out from my guts, I can still find Her and me.<br>
<br>
But you can't.
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