Commentary by H.G. Listiak
Getting Nervous About Saddam
Welcome to My World, where I don't know about you, but I'm getting very nervous about the encarceration of Saddam Hussein, in custody somewhere in Iraq. He is considered a P.O.W., a label that bothers me, but one that is understandable given the way Americans must always play fair and honest even to a fault. He comes under the Geneva Convention, despite the fact he ranks with Hitler, Stalin, and Mao Tse Tung for murdering hundreds of thousands of innocent people. The rumor that the U.S. forces were holding him out of country was whisked away last week when the International Red Cross played the Geneva Convention card and waltzed right on in to pay him a visit. "Hey dude, how's it going? You getting enough good food? And how's your health? Are the doctors treating you well? Oh yeah, and they aren't trying to use any kind of coercion during interrogations are they? Oh, and don't forget to write home, a nice letter to your daughters, whose husbands you killed, would be nice. Sorry about the letter to your favorite sons, we don't deliver to hell." My friends, please excuse my flippant attitude, but if ever there was a case to totally isolate a prisoner, this is it. Do you realize what a boost it would be to terrorist morale to either spring him or even attempt it, taking down several coalition troops on the way? Such a move would bring a whole new fresh batch of suicide bombers and terrorists onto the scene, something we can ill afford to let happen given the situation in America and abroad. Yet, we continue to play the P.O.W. game with this murdering ex-dictator while his people are champing at the bit to execute him and remove the shadow of fear that still looms over them while Saddam Hussein lives. So here we are again, giving the whining, sniveling, U.N. and the coalition of the unwilling exactly what they want, trying to prove that the most powerful nation in the world will always do the right thing, even when it's the wrong thing, as I see it ... I'm H.G. Listiak.