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Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Oh, I'm sorry, this is "Abuse", you want room 12A, Just along the corridor.
Nick Kristof has a column today about a foreign journalist, likely innocent of any wrong doing, being held at Guantanamo.
At first, interrogators said Mr. Hajj had shot video of Osama bin Laden during an Al Jazeera interview, but it turned out that they may have mixed him up with another cameraman of a similar name.Sadly, the thought that the US may be holding innocent men in brutal conditions is no longer particularly unexpected. But reading this made me think back to an email exchange I had shortly after 9/11. An English friend had written to express his condolences and support to his American friends (remember those days, when foreigners felt a camaraderie with our nation?) I thanked him but also worried that the American public would react in ways that were, shall we say, problematic. I also sent him, and many others, part of Act III scene 3 of Julius Caesar which had been running thru my mind. I had kind of forgotten about it until today.
400 years later I am afraid we are not much improved.Cinna the Poet: Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.
Third Citizen: Your name, sir, truly.
Cinna the Poet: Truly, my name is Cinna.
First Citizen: Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator.
Cinna the Poet: I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.
Fourth Citizen: Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.
Cinna the Poet: I am not Cinna the conspirator.
Fourth Citizen: It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.
Third Citizen: Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands: to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius': away, go!
Exeunt
