(Article changed on July 5, 2013 at 13:11)
fireworks over Homewood by Robert S. Donovan
This
American expat defector to Majority Mankind watched the traditional
Fourth of July fireworks display against the New York skyline lit up in
an evening sky made red with clouds of white-grey smoke arising from the
sites of the explosions with traces of falling flaming yellow embers as
ever new varied colored tracers were shot up toward the heavens.
It
reminded me of watching years ago on TV the captivating, in macabre
beauty of light, shadow and sound, the spectacular US night time bombing
of Baghdad. Baghdad, that ancient exotic marvel in the cradle of human
civilization, Mesopotamia, 'the land between the Euphrates and Tigris
rivers,' where the first cities on
Earth were created. A bombing initiated supposedly because Saddam
Hussein, once President Reagan's supported ally in invading Iran for
eight years, and earlier helped into office as maximum leader of Iraq by
CIA, had refused to step down. Shades of the incomprehensible. A
political entity only two and a half centuries old of sundry
nationalities founded by English and other European colonists, bombing
away intentionally the infrastructure of irreplaceable treasures of the
history of Man's earliest discoveries in science and art.
As
I watched the flashing lights and listened to the booming explosions,
not of missiles and bombs, but
fireworks, I could not but feel the terror of the citizens of an
innocent city hit over and over again, and not just for a half-hour of
fun, but over days of mortal fear for one's children and oneself.
As
the show reached its climax and the explosions doubled and cascaded
rolling like thunder, I remembered Noam Chomsky describing what it was
like to witness the US carpet bombing of the Plain of Jars in Laos, and
how the name "Operation Rolling Thunder" had been given to the aerial
bombardment campaign conducted against the Democratic Republic of
Vietnam (North Vietnam) from March 1965 through October 1968. America
cruelly carpet
bombed, or saturation bombed, Cambodia and Korea as well.
When
a single especially loud firework banged like a clap of thunder
amplified by the canyons in between the streets and avenues of
Manhattan, something inside me shuttered as I fought back thoughts of
how one could possibly be brave and tolerate being close to a bomb or
missile detonation. Fear of loud noises is innate, and as uncontrollable
as the innate fear of falling.
As
the war sounding fireworks rumbled on, the mindbogglingly long list of
countries wherein citizens experienced the frightening swoosh, crack and
boom of US heavy weapons delivery from land, sea and/or aerial assault
or covertly planted explosive devices only since end of WW II, names
began clicking off automatically: (Would not want to be undemocratic and
leave any of my people out), Greece, Korea, Guatemala, Congo, Iran,
Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, Lebanon, Cuba, Dominican Republic, Grenada,
Panama, Sudan, Afghanistan, Argentina, Brazil, Uruguay, Bolivia,
Ecuador, Chile, Haiti, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Iraq, Yemen, Pakistan,
Libya and now Syria. And not a fair representation, for some nations
like those of the Korean, Iraqi and Indochinese suffered inestimable
days, months and years of heavy genocidal bombardment, and the
Congolese,
Guatemalans,
Haitian, Mexicans have never stopped suffering the consequences of US
military interventions.
Ho
hum, fireworks onlooking and listening celebrating neighbors are
finishing their beers and turning away as the last small arms fire
sounds peter out. Can't help wondering if a few others might have also
been reminded of that day we watched Baghdad burn so beautifully -
wondering if any have uneasy feelings about America eventually being
brought to justice for so much firing on the poor overseas, as Martin
Luther King Jr. cried out, "for maintenance of unjust predatory
investments."
Interestingly,
a recent careful study has found that only twenty-one of today's
nations were never invaded by the English. How many nations have escaped
any homicidal criminal activity by the cousin Anglo empire that
replaced Britain in control over much of the world - since it became the
single superpower for the great profits earned during and after
facilitating and participating in the building of prostate low-wage Nazi
Germany to number one military power?
One
can only imagine the angry reaction of Fourth of July revelers, had
this writer voiced his impressions of American fireworks in celebration
of an independence which Americans deny almost every other nation from
US commercial financial hegemony backed by the most expensive high-tech
fire power in history.
Having
lived most of eighty-two years outside of American
exceptionalism, have come to recognize it as bizarrely unnatural and
conducive to desperate living and forced I'm-Okay-ism/ Americans suffer
being the first victims of the ultimate commodification of the human
spirit and commercialized living.
One
might think that it would not take a dimes worth of intelligence to
figure that in this age of instant personal world wide communication and
finger tip commuter access to universal knowledge leveling the playing
field between the white colonializers and the non-white colonized,
neo-colonized and bombed, that it is inevitable that America will be
brought before the law, and justice served for her victims in
compensation and remuneration for wrongful death,
destruction, fraud, enslavement and theft of natural resources. Oh yes,
the British, French, Belgians, Dutch, Spanish and Portuguese did get
away with mass-murder so far, but there is no statue of limitations on
genocide and national theft. There will eventually be an all around
adjustment, if our specie is destined to not self-extinct. But Wall
Street owned America, practicing permanent war, must perforce be the
first to be prosecuted for wanton crimes against humanity and crimes
against peace, as once were the Germans and Japanese and recently
various leaders of colonized majority Mankind by their First World
betters.
For
whatever airs
of superiority former fellow Americans have been sold on giving
themselves, life just wants to be normal ordinary, read magnificent, as a
temporary individual manifestation of the inexpressibly wondrous specie
homo sapiens within a natural joy of existence on a particular planet
of an insignificant sun among billions in a minor galaxy of the
universe.
And
that natural joy of existence is to be found, from yours truly good
fortune, throughout majority Mankind, albeit still victimized by the
white empires of the first world. America! rejoin us if you can.
Jay Janson is an archival research peoples historian activist, musician and writer; has lived and worked on all continents; articles on media published in China, Italy, UK, India, in Germany & Sweden Einartysken,and in the US by Dissident (more...)