Scenes From An Iraki Childhood February 07 2008 - The Red Dress
Posted by Mohammed Ibn Laith on February 8, 2008 – 10:17 amOn February 7th the Americans launched yet another assault against Sadr City. They said they were targeting “criminal elements” by which they mean anyone who is opposed to their brutal invasion and brutal continued unlawful occupation of Irak. As usual they took no precautions whatsoever to ensure that civilians were not harmed, after all we Irakis are just sand niggers and the only thing we understand is force and it is their duty as Americans to introduce us to it until we accept our new, predominantly white, American, overlords. Dead women and children are just “collateral damage” they are nothing more than a cost of doing business and after all who bothers to do the counting?
We do.
We sand niggers who live here, we sand niggers whose children and mothers the Americans slaughter without a thought or a care in the world.
We do the counting.
The Americans killed three people including a woman and a child. None of them were armed. 16 were taken into unlawful detention by American soldiers American death squad members who happen to be wearing a uniform.
The photographs below show some of what the American death squad achieved. In the first panel a man holds up his mother’s blood soaked dress. In the second a small boy stands in front of the bullet riddled door to his home.
Mohammed Ibn Laith.
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American air attacks on civilian areas, American War Crimes, Baghdad, Children, Civilian casualties, Photos, Sadr City, Scenes From An Iraki Childhood, Women and Children
Filed Under: Children, Iraq, Photos, Postcards from Iraq, War Crimes, Women and Children |
February 9th, 2008 at 2:52 am
Dear Mohammed: I saw those photos yesterday, and wrote this (in part) at another web-site:
I saw a photo today of an Iraqi man; young, holding a lit cigarette between index and middle finger, while the rest of his hand held the hem of his mother’s robe. He held it, stretched up and across his body, his second arm high above his head, the blood stains across it like a map of a world with one enormous and unhappy continent.
I thought how his knees must be shaking, holding his mother’s robe. How badly he must have wanted that cigarette, barely burnt down in the photo. Perhaps its acrid smoke helped mask the earthy scent of her blood. An innocent woman, shot today by some American soldier.
Hands that pull triggers and hold phones calling down fire, and hold cigarettes and robes but cannot hold mothers and cannot hold back tears.
I am adding it here, if that’s acceptable, as a way of saying that Irakis are not collateral to some us: they are not faceless, they are not of less value. And occupying your country is a crime, and every act of harm to its people, every act of exploitation of its resources, are new crimes.
I don’t say this to excuse my own culpability as an American citizen. I personally believe we all share the responsibility of these wrongs, even those of us who fought against the invasion from the time it was first mentioned.
I say it, one human being to another, simply because to be silent feels like another kind of crime, the crime of apathy, of hateful indifference. I hope that, somehow, respect for each other’s humanity will prevail on this earth. I believe that refusing to be silent will hasten that day.
May peace be upon you and yours and all of Iraq.
February 10th, 2008 at 9:04 pm
Peace to you Laura you are my sister in humanity if not in religion. I know that there are some good Americans just as I know that there were some good Germans at the time that the German people gave themselves up to evil.
The good Germans played a huge part in bringing their country back to ranks of civilised peoples and so will good Americans like you.