For me, anyway. Because I finally recognize that thing I remember from when I was a kid, see. It happened just like this, a couple minutes ago: I was flicking channels, was suddenly caught by a documentary on Katrina. I missed Katrina, by the way: I was in a no-media zone pretty much the whole time. Didn’t see a thing. People would call me and describe it, I would go “whuh…?”
I’ve seen a bit of the footage since then, of course. Chilling, enraging stuff.
So there I am, a few minutes ago, watching this, and then I realize I have some work to do before I go to bed, and I switch away from the documentary because I know I’ll watch it if I leave it on. And there’s…
I mean, I feel like I should be making this up, it’s that incredible. It’s hard to credit, plain and simple.
…There’s Tom Delay on TV, making his case for how Saddam Hussein had the weapons of mass destruction, and even if he didn’t, he might’ve, but even if he mightn’t have, the war on terror still BLAH BLAH BLAH OH MY GOD.
Oh my God!
How can I be seeing this? Who in hell permits this sick bullshit to continue?
Seriously. FLICK. Katrina: black people stranded on rooftops waving American flags at helicopters, begging for water. Babies, grandmas, mothers and fathers, dropping like flies in the street. FLICK. Tom Delay fights his lonely rearguard action on what good sense Iraq made, and still makes.
I mean, even if you somehow still believe in the war in Iraq, you’ve gotta know that shit’s wrong. Don’t you?
This is what I remember from my youth, made only slightly more colourful in hindsight: you saw someone in a suit say something, and it sounded pretty good, but then two minutes later somebody came along and tossed a bucket of blood on it. And the stuff just stopped holding up. Pretty simple. Of course that was before “embedded reporting”…well, and I don’t think anybody can be too taken by surprise if I parse it like this: you didn’t want to show it to us, and we didn’t want to see it. So we had a little bit of a deal, there.
It’s different, now. Now, all the footage that was never supposed to be taken is coming out…all the footage that can’t be held up anymore is making it out…all the people who got discharged are talking to whoever wants to interview them, and speaking it out. The stuff is everywhere now. So, finally, at last, it does kinda look like Vietnam did. FLICK. Katrina. FLICK. Effin’ Tom Delay. Now that’s a two and two that’s real easy to put together. Hell, you don’t even have to put it together, it’s pre-assembled for your viewing pleasure. You’d almost have to work really, really hard to avoid it.
Not that I’m telling you anything you don’t already know, obviously. But, I just saw it, and…
Hey, wasn’t Tom Delay supposed to be in jail, or something?
I mean it’s just sooooooo there, isn’t it. It just makes you want to fucking weep.