Have
We Bin Ladened?
by
Fred Reed
by Fred Reed
Tell me Im wrong. I gotta be wrong. Better be,
anyway. But maybe were getting had.
OK. Mr. Benjamin Laden does his trick with the airplanes and hands
the United States its maybe worst one-day defeat ever, whoo-eee.
It was gorgeous, specta-whoppular, made for television. For practically
ever those buildings collapsed over and over on international TV.
The Pentagon smoked dutifully. Arabs danced in the streets and a
whole lot of people who didnt like the US sniggered in their
sleeves because it wasnt the best time to irritate the country.
Now, when I say it was beautiful, I dont mean I approved
of it. I dont approve when the wrong quarterback throws a
perfect sixty-yard pass and the wrong receiver one-hands it thirty
feet in the air and scampers into the hen zone like a cocaine-crazed
hamster. But I still recognize a good play. New York was.
So George leads us hollering and shooting and blowing into Iraq
and Afghanistan well, sends some other people, but then hes
one of our draft-dodging presidents, like Willy Jeff and Ron and
it worked better than lots of folks thought and pretty soon we owned
both countries. For at least ten minutes. Historically owning Afghanistan
has been a low-margin enterprise as everyone from Phillip of Mastodons
kid through Elphinstone to the Russians has found out, but were
different.
Im just not sure how. Maybe its because we never find
out in time.
Tell me Im wrong. I hope so. But it looks to me like were
getting out-brained again. While George orates at the teleprompter
like a living, breathing bumper-sticker about how those Iraqi resistance
people are all desperate and outside agitators and evil and hate
freedom, it looks to me like the rascals know exactly what theyre
doing.
Anyone, even with his head in a towel, can see that the US doesnt
have enough troops to squash Iraq if it doesnt want to be
squashed. So the first order of business for the bad guys was to
persuade other countries not to help: Isolate the US, make the war
an American baby, turn it into an unending mess, and watch the gringos
twist in the wind.
Now, George huffs about random violence. How random is it? Australia
helps the US, and Australians get blown up in Bali. Italy helps
the US, and Italians get blown up in Iraq. Turkey was going to send
troops, and large bombs go off in Istanbul, coincidentally blowing
up places owned by England, which also helped the US.
I guess thats random violence. No pattern at all. Countries
that were going to send troops, like Japan and Korea and Turkey,
suddenly arent. But probably the Arabs never thought of that.
So next the crazed desperate irrational resistance folk randomly
target Iraqis who help the US, as for example police and the
when
someone else does it, we call it a puppet government,
but I suppose when we do it, theyre independent Iraqi democrats
under our control. This discourages locals from co-operating with
us; forces Christian soldiers allied with Israel to police a Moslem
country, only incidentally stretching US forces ever thinner. It
also robs the gringo regime of any pretense of legitimacy and, fascinatingly,
keeps George from backing out. I mean, if he leaves without something
that at least looks sort of like a government, he lost.
But I reckon the Arabs havent thought of this.
Somehow it all points the same way though purely randomly
of course. Blowing up the UN and Red Cross and driving them out
difficultates the pretense of progress and forces the US to take
up the slack, stretching us ever thinner. Poor fire discipline,
probably the result of military training aimed at appeasing the
usual, results in shooting up weddings, kids, women gathering wood.
Hitting that civilian air-freighter with a SAM-7 threatens to make
airlines stop flying to Baghdad, further isolating the country and
making a graceful exit impossible. Blowing up the oil pipelines
forces the US to pay for the occupation. All accidental.
Finally, the slow bleeding of American forces gnaws at the American
public, oh yes, and makes the army lash out brutally, which enhostilates
the Iraqis and again helps recruiting for the resistance.
But this is all the unplanned result of random violence. Which is
a good thing, or Id think old Ben was sitting somewhere and
laughing.
Now, tell me that after that we wont be forced to pull out.
Maybe we wont. Im wrong about a lot of things.
But
what if? Well, first of all America would never invade
the Mideast again, leastways not for nearly ever. Wed be de-fanged.
Nobody would be scared of us any longer. The A-rabs could do whatever
they wanted. That would be it for the second American Century. Good
move, George.
Now, I dont know where Ben is. I figure hes at Vail,
waiting for powder, or a houseguest with some Saudi prince, or maybe
grew dreadlocks and playing asphalt-court basketball in the Bronx.
(That way NSA couldnt recognize the top of his head.) You
cant tell about Ben. But if what he wanted was to whip the
US, and get it out of the Moslem world, and bring us low, why, I
guess hed figure hed done it.
What would happen in Iraq, God only knows, but the rest of us can
suspect. I reckon either it would get a Moslem gummint that hated
us like poison, priced oil in Euros and sold it to China; or fall
into pieces and everybody would invade everybody for years. What
matters is Iran. If it developed nuclear hay-bombs the regions
power balance would change whoo-bingo against Israel, which I bet
the Israelis have thought about. And if we got run out of Iraq,
I doubt wed run into Iran.
Right
now, Israel has the atomic trump card: No Moslem state is going
to seriously threaten the Israelis because they know theyd
turn into high-Geiger pork rinds. If Iran and the gang get the Big
One, Israel will be under 24/7 threat of extinction. One on Tel
Aviv would be the end of THAT adventure, like the fall of Acre.
Maybe when a country has lots of nukes and a good air force, you
dont really want to get its back to the wall.
But what do I know? Not much. What worries me is what maybe Im
going to find out.
December
1, 2003
Fred
Reed [send him mail]
is author of Nekkid
in Austin: Drop Your Inner Child Down a Well.
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