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Friday, May 19, 2006 | The current mood of DuctapeFatwa
Painting the American Blogospere with Brushes Broad and Fine

If you hate what America stands for that much - go find a European Blog...or some other country - just go away.

You make us all sound like idiots which does nothing to sway anyone's heart and mind.

I no longer feel you are a part of this community whether you continue to post here or not. Anyone that has such a low opinion of ALL AMericans really has no place in my heart or life

You are insufferably arrogant calling this...and that Americans are delusional...what is your nationality and what state in the U.S. do you live? You sit here comfortably denigrating this country and not declaring your own country....you are a coward.

I am just so sick right now that his writings are posted here.

You are clearly a Middle Eastern or South Asian person. No. I take it back. You are an Egyptian. Sorry, but Nasserism is dead. Arab nationalism is dead. All that is left as opposition to the oligarchs like Mubarak are groups like the MB. I think you are probably more than a little sympathetic to these groups if not a member.

Go elsewhere...or just stay away we are mostly American's here and you are offensive to those of us that believe in what we stand for as a people.

And just what do you stand for as a people? Apparently quite a lot. Starting with genocide, slavery, on down to the more "modern" history of torture, sexual predation, and assorted crimes against humanity.

And that's just domestic policy, against the various undesirable populations, people of color, certainly, but dollars can trump color, the deciding factor will be just how profitable is your continued existence is to the corporations, for in the final analysis it is they who constitute what you believe in, what you stand for as a people.

I am reminded of the verse from either the Christian Bible, or maybe a Christian hymn - "yet though he slay me..." Such is your devotion to the corporations.

I could go on posting vignettes from my foray into that slice of the American blogosphere that styles itself variously as "liberal" or "progressive," but it gets rather repetitive, though (unintentionally) humorous at times. I wish I could find the one from a young Alex who was made physically ill by my suggestion that I would be disinclined to agree to the heart-felt exhortation that I strike up a cordial conversation and buy coffee for crusaders I might happen to run across in airport waiting rooms. Just be friendly, you know, let them know how much I appreciate all they're doing over there in Iraq, just following orders, shooting toddlers at point blank range, calling over groups of children for some candy just as an "insurgent" coincidentally happens to pass by with a bomb, sprinkling a little Willie Pete here and there, just to send a message you know. That was really some fantastic work you fellows did in Fallujah. Burned the flesh right off those babies and left the clothes, not even a button gone, that's some stuff, that willie pete. Good job, soldier, lemme buy ya a cuppa joe. So how's things over at the Ghraib? Getting a little R&R in with those interrogations? You guys must be gettin' mighty frisky, got those gals slipping notes out, just beggin' th' insurgents to firebomb the place over their heads. How about a donut to go with that coffee? Waiter, bring my buddy here coupla cream filled. Yeah, we hear what a bang-up job you fellows are doing over there, talked to an old pal of mine the other day, says you got every cousin he had who was still alive, older fellow, you know. Firebomb went right in through the window. That's some precision equipment you guys get to work with. His neighbors looked around, you know, wanted to see if there was something left maybe they could send him, just found a kid's shoe, foot still in it, lemme see, that would have been his, no, wait a minute, that would have been his grand-niece. Don't time just fly, though! Not too far from Haditha, his family's old place was, been a while since I was down that way myself, had some good friends there, 'course they're all gone now. Guess most of Haditha is. You know what they say, when you want a job done right, call the Marines. Good talking to you, soldier, you keep up the good work now, hear? Smoke 'em if you got 'em.

I don't think it had ever dawned on her that I am on the "other side," even if it had, I don't think she understood that such a thing might make a difference, or why it would. Both she and her hypothetical crusader hero are, after all Americans, the Master Race.

Yes, cultural differences, I guess you could call it.

When the Abu Ghraib whistleblower has to take his family and go into hiding, so thick and fast come the death threats, while America's Secret Sweetheart, Miss Lynndie, eternal symbol of what you stand for as a people has, quite appropriately, fan sites, that is what the young folks these days call a clue.

The cultural value that it is better to spend a dollar to slaughter the neighbor's child than a dime to care for your own is one that is having some difficulty catching on, you know, in the global sense.

And when you sit on your fine settees, in your fine homes, honey, can you bring some more dip? Good thing we used Velveeta this time, you know it really does melt better than Cheddar, while untold thousands of your own countrymen are slow-cooked alive, live, on CNN, as you watch, as a family, quality time, send a check to the Red Cross, oh yes, and how about one of the millionaire politicians, always remember to send them some money. What a shame, just a shame what happened to those poor people.

Poor people. Yes.

The richest country in the world, most will agree, has no business having poor people, and mainstream Americans are doing something about that. Working together with their corporations and their politicians, doing all they can to reduce the number of poor people. Medicare D(eath) is as inspired a plan as Operation Crescent Cleansing, and shows great promise of being even more effective in addressing the problem.

With remarkable candor, you concede that you just don't know, you too might pump a three year old full of heavy ordinance at point blank range, if you were, you know, young and in need of some stress relief, mustn't judge now, gotta support those troops, they're your boys, just following orders, just doing what they believe is right, it's not their fault if they believed Saddam had WMD, these things happen in war, it is unfortunate. You proudly stand with your soliders in defense of their actions.

And how unfortunate would it be if these things happened to Americans? Oh, I see. Apples and oranges, of course. We don't put the same value on life as you do. Like the VietNamese. How silly of me to forget.

With what words can one suggest to such a population that no matter what Saddam had or did not have, that does not justify the slaughter of innocent people, let alone toddlers, in order to obtain relief from stress because one is young, and oh you don't understand, they only signed up in order to obtain a financial benefit, a luxury item like medical treatment that they would never be able to afford, an education.

If I assert that your brother has disobeyed me, and destroy his home and kill his family, and you oppose my actions on the grounds that he did not in fact disobey me...

With what words can one explain that all the education in the world will not be of use to anyone who rapes a teen boy with a foreign object, beats a man's legs to a pulp over a period of five days, ties a human being to a dog leash and parades him around, rides an old woman like a horse - I will not go on, it is best that I do not go on, as one can never be sure which incidents are still merely terrorist propaganda and tinfoil hat conspiracy theories and which have already appeared in USA today, albeit without photos, is that a "Damn!" I hear?

"Steal the money from any illegal walking into a bank or check cashing place."

"Make every illegal alien feel the heat of being a person without status. ... I hear the rednecks in the South are beating up illegals as the textile mills have closed. Use your imagination."

"Discourage Spanish-speaking children from going to school. Be creative."

"Create an anonymous propaganda campaign warning that any further illegal immigrants will be shot, maimed or seriously messed-up upon crossing the border. This should be fairly easy to do...

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Like Iraq, the extermination of the indigenous people of the Americas is considered another unfinished job, apparently. Now that's not fair, that person is an extremist, most Americans aren't like that, we don't hate them, we just want to keep them in their place. Segregation tomorrow, segregation forever.

Strange fruit in waiting still clings to life in a Texas hospital, not a hate crime, you understand, maybe a fraternity prank, like Animal House, the popular movie forever enshrined by the official "investigation" into an unauthorized photography romp by some of those brave heroes defending America's way of life and seeking stress relief, sharing American culture, spreading Democracy, spreading 'em.

Oh you're painting with a broad brush, how disgusting, what about all the people who said what a shame it is and sent some money to a politician?

With what words? There are none, all one can do is silently point to the Washington mall webcam. Almost deserted at this hour, painting with a broad brush all those with the means who are not there.

What an arrogant generalization. There are always exceptions. Indeed, there are. Mercifully, there are. Exceptions to the Exceptionalists, those unconditionally opposed, those dangerous carriers of the Miep Gies gene, those unapologetic congenital Milgram Exceptions, reviled and ridiculed obstructors of reframed Good Germanhood, mutants with an unshakable and intractable immunity to Pavlov's best efforts.

With what words? There are none, and with what brush? What brush is fine enough? Could such a gossamer material be of this world? A world that has produced - no, now is the time to talk of this fine brush, but what words, what brush is fine enough to produce strokes worthy of a nobility and courage so immense that only silent reverence will do? Indeed, what words will not profane such grace, what earthly brush is worthy of painting the splendid embodiment of honor, of humanity, of those who risk all, who willingly, gladly, proudly, when the time comes, stand up, and placing upon their own breasts the proverbial yellow star, proclaim themselves to be their brother's keeper? And if in so doing they become the enemy of their own king, of their own state, or what they may have been told was a state, but now discover - no, now is not the time. Now is the time to acknowledge with humility and gratitude the privilege of sharing a world with them, and to mourn that there is no brush of this world fine enough for the honor of painting them, no brush of this world.

Would that their mutation were communicable, and would that it have been so long ere this.

posted at 1:40 PM

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Actions like Sep 11 do not happen in a vaccuum. Long before those hijackers ever stepped foot on the planes the damage had been done. They were brainwashed with the same type of garbage propaganda that is spewed from Fatwa's weblog.
Middle Eastern countries are so much more barbaric today and preAmercia than America can ever hope to be...America has only been around 230 years...who did you blame for everything before that Ductape? I am calling a Fatwa on your bullshit!
IMO - terrorist plain and simple. He is an Al queda operative who should be put in a cage on gitmo
My favorite..."In Defense of Holocaust Deniers"
I always thought that "The Enemy Within" was just a metaphore for liberalism, that is, until I encountered Ductape Fatwa. He should be in an orange jumpsuit for sure.
ductape is either a commie, al queda, or a deep cover mole
Tells you something about this asshole doesn't it. He's really serious.
I believe that DF is nothing but a Republican plant...
Ductape is a commie, a terrorist, and he drinks blood too. He drinks Capitalist blood. He eats unborn babies too
Give me your address and I'll send you $20 and a thank-you note for taking your hatred elsewhere.
A terrorist with a sense of humor!
He ain't nuthin' but shit
Jim Sagle

inadequate, halfway house bullshit
Arthur Gilroy
You are a dumbass. Fuck you and your condescension about us "benighted sheeple."
Untruthful, damaging bullshit
John Locke
no better than the neocons and no different than Timothy McVeigh space
a turd in the punchbowl...if DF were Joe Hill he probably would have killed himself rather than get put to death.
A compost pile of fecundity
despicable and literally mentally ill