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by Curio
This was reported in the SMH today:
George Takei, best known for his role as Mr Sulu in Star Trek, came out as a homosexual in the current issue of a magazine covering the Los Angeles gay and lesbian community.
Takei told The Associated Press today that his role as psychologist Martin Dysart in the new production of the play Equus inspired him to publicly discuss his sexuality.
Takei described the character as a "very contained but turbulently frustrated man". The play opened yesterday at the David Henry Hwang Theatre in Los Angeles, the same day that Frontiers magazine featured a story on Takei's coming out.
The social and political climate also motivated Takei's disclosure, he said.
"The world has changed from when I was a young teen feeling ashamed for being gay," he said. "The issue of gay marriage is now a political issue. That would have been unthinkable when I was young."
The 68-year-old actor said he and his partner have been together for 18 years.
Takei, a Japanese-American who lived in a US internment camp from the age of 4 to 8, said he grew up feeling ashamed of his ethnicity and sexuality. He likened prejudice against gays to racial segregation.
"It's against basic decency and what American values stand for," he said.
Takei joined the Star Trek cast in 1966 as Hikaru Sulu, a character he played for three seasons on television and in six subsequent films. He received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame in 1986.
Posted on Oct 27, 2005, 10:26 PM from IP address 203.10.231.229
I keep thinking of that exuberant swordplay from season 2. Or that rise of the eybrows... "B! ... for barricade" in TFF or that stuff with the chopper in ST4. I mean, I spotted it a mile off. Sulu and Chekov. And Uhuru in some of the stories.
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Hey, did any1 hear abou the Jimmy Doohan sex tape??
Posted on Oct 28, 2005, 5:38 PM from IP address 195.92.67.78
But yes, now that you think about it, it was rather obvious.
Gay Trek actors in other series: Oooh, well, that would be telling! And we musn't tell, must we, precious?
Actually, there aren't very many. Not so surprising, now I think of all the guys and gals I went to school with who turned out gay. Not very many, although there were some who claimed to be bi, but then that's not quite the same thing. Some people just love everybody, don't they? In fact, all the cool girls seem to want to be bi lately, don't they?
Posted on Nov 7, 2005, 1:41 AM from IP address 220.101.147.51
What do any of these other so called 'trek' stars have to show for themselves since trek ended. Actually, it's not really all that unexpected. I mean c'mon. The voice, the smile. The auto biography where he consistantly refers to him "Mommy"
He wasn't exactly Bruce Lee in the old trek episode. At least now I can watch it and say "This is so gay"
Actually, you know what is really funny, how many wives William shatner goes through. the man is practically married the next week after each divorce. Even after that one turned up dead in his pool. I still remember a conversation I had where Shatner poped up and someone said.
The man pulled an OJ. I love that big round bastard.
Posted on Nov 23, 2005, 7:02 AM from IP address 58.165.99.89
Oh, even in Trek Authority was not always to be trusted
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OK - Insurrection was a crap movie but the theme was that sometimes you had to defy authority to do the right thing.
Kirk was often breaking the rules in the original series. Come to think of it Picard did from time to time, like with not handing Data over to Starfleet when they wanted to take him apart.
But - Picard's on a big starship and part of a bureacracy. He has to play to certain rules most of the time and not cause too many waves, or he'll be out of a job. That's pretty much how it is for most people in the 21st century too. We may not like it but life is usually compromise. Might not sound very thrilling but... Roddenberry was hopeful that somehow people would get "better" by the 24th century... that included institutions too, I suppose.
Serenity is a totally different situation.
Posted on Oct 8, 2005, 5:29 AM from IP address 220.101.147.51
He remembered the shuttlecraft shuddering around him, the last frantic beats of a dying heart. His own heart, now, he knew.
Dying.
It was the way of things.
No matter that logic had so many times been circumvented. No matter that fate and luck and James T. Kirk had so many times intervened in the flow of cause and effect; inevitably everything must die.
Vulcans were no exception.
"Mister Ambassador?"
Spock opened his eyes. Meditation eluded him.
Even in the shadows of the ground transport's passenger compartment, lit only by the slow green flicker of passing streetglows, he saw the worry in Marinta's expression. Romulans were so free that way. In truth, there was much these lost children could teach their Vulcan forebears.
Spock focused his thoughts on chance -- his one last chance to make that transfer possible.
Reunification.
It was all that mattered to him now.
"We're almost there," Marinta said.
Spock knew that wasn't what she meant.
"I am fine," he assured her.
Marinta smiled. "I don't believe you."
Spock raised an eyebrow at the young woman with whom he had worked for almost half a standard year, ever since the dark days of confusion following Shinzon's coup and the slaughter of almost every member of the Romulan Senate. He had no reason to question Marinta's loyalty to his cause of reuniting Vulcans and Romulans after more than two millennia of bitter estrangement. But the respect he had reluctantly come to accept as his natural due as a senior Vulcan ambassador was something she seldom demonstrated. Spock decided it was that refreshing freedom from formality he appreciated most about her.
After more than a century and a half of life lived within the protective cloak of total logic and emotional self-control, Spock craved freedom.
That craving drove him now. Just as he recognized that the war between his two halves -- human and Vulcan -- had once dominated him before he had achieved his own unique balance. But now that same struggle still continued, unresolved, between the Vulcans and the Romulans. Only the scale was different.
Spock's personal battle ended decades ago, when V'Ger had come to claim the Earth, though the scars of that victory would be with him forever.
Now he wanted -- he needed -- to bring the same peace of acceptance to his chosen people. That same freedom.
Before he died.
"You're doing the right thing." Marinta spoke quietly, as if she sensed his thoughts. Being Romulan, it was entirely possible that she did. Vulcan telepathic traits were encoded in Romulan and Reman DNA, and not always dormant.
"That is not in question."
"I sense your doubt."
"Not doubt," Spock answered. Then surprised even himself with his confession. "Remorse."
Through the dark windows of the transport, Spock watched as the ancient stone streets of Primedian scrolled by, rough-hewn, black as space, overlaid with centuries of urban soot. And in the shadowed intervals between pools of pale green light, reflected in those same dark windows he glimpsed the faces of the dead.
Lieutenant Latimer. Pierced by an alien spear.
Lieutenant Gaetano. Crushed by alien hands.
Both of them dead and buried on Taurus II.
Because of him.
"There is no need for remorse," Marinta said.
He looked back at her. "Still, it exists."
Marinta's dark eyes flashed. "Mister Ambassador, I submit that reaction is not logical."
But Spock caught the smile she tried to suppress and unexpectedly found himself doing the same. No one else he knew these days, at least not under the age of one hundred fifty, would dare take him on in logical debate. "That is not the issue. Remorse is an emotion. Logic plays no part."
"I thought you believed logic plays a part in...everything."
"The words 'logic' and 'believe' do not often belong in the same sentence."
"Then what you are about to do," she said slowly, "does it flow from logic, or belief?" Marinta, despite her brave challenge to him, sounded confused. Spock couldn't blame her. If he allowed his own constrained emotions to surface, he knew he would betray the same hesitation.
Spock kept his face neutral, his lined features more akin to carved stone than flesh. But with his stark words, his heart, his memories escaped all shielding.
"I once commanded a shuttlecraft crew. The Columbus. Our mission: to investigate a quasarlike object. We were forced down. There were seven of us when we crash-landed. Only five survived to return to the Enterprise."
Marinta was quick to form a conclusion. By telepathy or insight, it didn't matter. She was correct either way.
"That's why you feel remorse. For the loss of those two crew members."
"They were my responsibility. They were not the first to die under my command. Nor the last. But they are the two I remember most clearly."
"Because...?"
Spock glanced out the windows again. The transport was slowing. Like a failing heartbeat.
"They died while I attempted to lead by logic. I, and the others, survived only when I set logic aside." Spock again surprised himself. Though Doctor McCoy had speculated on the motivation behind Spock's decision at the time of the incident, this was the first time Spock had confessed it aloud.
Uncharacteristically, Marinta offered no comment or judgment, as if waiting for him to continue. But Spock said nothing more.
The transport stopped and Spock felt it settle slowly as its wheels withdrew. In this most ancient of Romulan cities, where the planners of the central streets and plazas had been among the first outcast Vulcans to land on this world, old technologies were a tradition.
Spock pulled his ambassadorial robes close. They were lighter than those he usually wore, since he had forgone the traditional jewels and silver embroidery of his office. Spock had no desire to stand apart from his cousins. Much of Rom-ulus was still impoverished in the aftermath of the Dominion War, harsh conditions made worse by Shinzon and the subsequent disruption of government services.
He rewarded Marinta's quiet patience.
"After repairs, the Columbus achieved a decaying orbit. We had, at best, almost an hour before we were forced down again. I chose to ignite all our fuel at once. Not for propulsion, but as a signal. One with little chance of being detected. A signal that meant the Columbus would burn up in minutes."
Spock again felt the heat of that terrible moment. The buffeting of the thickening atmosphere. The acrid bite of burning insulation as the temperature rose. The unspoken accusations of his crew. The approach of death.
"But obviously the signal was detected," Marinta said.
Spock drew a breath, dispelled the past. "The signal was detected." He sat forward in his seat as he waited for the armored compartment door to be opened by the bodyguards outside. "And now I am preparing to commit the same act of desperation. To ignite all the fuel, as it were." He held Marinta's gaze. "It is not logical. But I believe it is my last best hope."
"Our best hope." Marinta's bright smile was undisguised.
Spock nodded. "For both our people. One people."
The door puffed out, then hummed as it slid open.
Primedian's night air was cold, unusual for the season. The musty, layered scent of age enveloped Spock, and for a stifling moment he felt as ancient as the city's weathered blocks and roadways.
Two private bodyguards -- Romulan, in drab and featureless civilian garb -- stood outside, their stern features harshly shadowed emerald by a single, overhead streetglow that shone straight down. Each guard had a microcommunicator in one pointed ear. Narrow disruptor tubes in magnetic holsters were strapped to their forearms, their outlines almost concealed by the fabric of their sleeves.
"It's time," Spock said, to himself as much as to anyone else.
But Marinta reached out and lightly placed her hand on a fold of his robes, taking care not to touch his arm. "Mister Ambassador..."
Spock looked at her, waited.
"The shuttlecraft. I've read so many accounts of your life. It wasn't the Columbus. It was the Galileo."
In defiance of his self-mastery, Spock felt his stomach tighten. She was right. How could I have forgotten? Have I grown so old?
"Of course," he said calmly, fiercely walling off anything he thought, anything he felt. He had commanded the Galileo, not the Columbus. "I misspoke."
If Marinta sensed anything of his inward struggle, she did not share it with him.
She merely took her hand from his robes. "I'll...wait for you here?"
"That would be best."
Saying nothing else, Spock stepped from the transport, into the night, into what must happen next.
But his lapse of memory tore at him, spurring the unwanted memories of heat and smoke and...
He saw two figures in an alley. Dead eyes locked on his in bitter accusation.
Latimer and Gaetano, both in their antique uniforms. Sodden with fresh blood.
Spock's guards saw his reaction, spun together, disruptors already in their hands as they aimed across the street at...
The empty alley.
Like burrowing snakes, the disruptors slipped back up the guards' sleeves.
"Did you see something, Mister Ambassador?"
Spock answered by walking toward the private entrance to the towering coliseum, robes swirling around his boots.
The bodyguards hurried to match his pace.
No sign of what Spock felt or thought was visible in his demeanor.
But within, he was consumed by doubt and felt the first insinuating tendrils of what any human would recognize as panic.
His decision had been made. His path could not be altered any more than a decaying orbit could escape the siren call of gravity.
But he had commanded the Galileo, not the Columbus.
And just as he was haunted by the mistakes he had made in the past, he feared the mistakes that still remained before him, and already felt remorse for those who could be harmed because what he must do next might somehow be wrong.
Consumed by doubt, displaying confidence, Spock strode into the first coliseum built on Romulus, where three thousand Romulans were waiting to hear his message of peace and reconciliation.
But what Spock felt or how he looked didn't matter.
Because exactly fourteen minutes later, those three thousand Romulans saw Spock die.
Bashir in Kingdom of Heaven, Troi in Crash. Both of these very trek like. all about Tolerance. See Crash if you don't mind getting preached at. See Kingdom of Heaven for the Bit where neeson is alive after that it gets a little too Fox for my liking.
Posted on Oct 16, 2005, 4:39 AM from IP address 143.238.121.194
I just had an idea for a new trek film. The final adventure of Spock. No Enterprise. No crew. Maybe someone from Next gen... HEY how bout Riker on the 'Titan' tracking down Spock and this then is a Film for leonard Nimoy.
I don't know, shut up.
Serenity was good wasn't it!
Posted on Nov 23, 2005, 6:56 AM from IP address 58.165.99.89
Well... first "they" had the war on communism,
then when it looked like communism was about to be screwed they had the war on drugs, then when that got a little old, and a convenient incident presented itself, the war on terror (terrorism of course had been around for many years) was "sold" for a variety of reasons.
Reason 1: Convinces at least part of the US population that the US government is "doing something". This would be the part of the population thinks that something "ought to be done"...
Reason 2: Provides a context in which the US government can introduce new legislation supposedly aimed at fighting terrorism (but which could be used for other purposes). Also, being "at war" gives the government a certain immunity to criticism, at least for a while. Plus you might be able to attack one or two other things before people get fed up.
The same reasons also applied to the first two wars. As with the war on drugs, it can be seen that the war is half-hearted at best. In other words, attacking the symptoms rather than the causes. However, the US threw far more resources into invading Iraq than they did into finding Bin Laden (although yes they did send real troops to Afghanistan and yes they did drop real bombs) but the outcomes are obvious. Clearly the US wanted to "get" Saddam before 9/11 - and they used their muscle and got him once they had a established a pretext for a war. Besides, go back to reason 1. A percentage of the population just wanted "something" done. Since Saddam was always the real aim (since long before 9/11) getting him became a win/win outcome for Bush. Bush got who he wanted to get, and at the same time he convinced the pro-war section of the population that a plausible bad guy had been "got". The failure to get Bin Laden is not necessarily a problem - it wasn't going to stop terrorism even if they did, people tend to forget about Bin Laden anyway, and besides having a shadowy "bad guy" out there "somewhere" doesn't necessarily hurt. Like Emmanuel Goldstein in "1984"...
Of course, the truth about Emmanuel Goldstein was that he was actually Big Brother. If memory serves part of the the point (in 1984) was to flush out opposition to the "Party" by encouring dissidents. Hmm, as if you weren't paranoid enough already...
Posted on Oct 8, 2005, 12:17 AM from IP address 220.101.147.51
I always figured, either Ringo will be the last Beatle standing (interesting because he's the oldest and of course the last to be recruited) or else Paul (ironic since he's reputedly dead).
But, looking back it's amazing I never thought of this: what were the two biggest things to come out of the sixties? The Beatles and Star Trek! Funny that they don't get put together more often.
Yeah I know, when people want to caricature the sixties it's always pot parties, mini-skirts, free love, Woodstock, bad acid, Hendrix, Vietnam (and bad Austin Powers impressions). But what about the stuff that really lasted, that people are still into? Well, OK Hendrix is still cool. I know some people love The Doors (well, if you love your moody doomed wanky rock god poet types). 2001 is still a shit-hot trip movie. I guess people are stilll doing some form of acid or other (althought that ecstasy shit is just bullshit compared to acid, I assure you - yes Plannie did some trips, man). And what do you reach for when tripping? Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, people! On vinyl, no less! Well, that's what I did (and yes I had plenty of CDs - I'm not that old). It was back when I was first experimenting with multitrack recording (how ironic, just like the Beatles were) and I was playing around with recording stuff backwards (again, irony, irony) so as a consequence (since acid trips sort of revolve around what's on your mind at the time) part of my trip was backwards. Yes, everything went backwards. If only Trek had been on at that very early hour of the morning!
That's a good value for money drug, that is, because that sort of experience tends to stick with you. You don't need to do a whole lot of that kind of stuff (unless you want to wind up a zombie). So yeah, drugs are bad. Don't do drugs, folks. Just stick with the Beatles, Trek and lots of dirty, dirty, sex. They say two out of three aint bad. Three out of three? That would be... too... perfect.
Posted on Nov 7, 2005, 2:02 AM from IP address 220.101.147.51
Is there a city anywhere that actually exists? Seriousy. I'm out there everyday and all I see is people on phones talking and looking important. Sitting at the computers reading emails. They all seem to be funded by the government, but what do they do? They pay people to get up early and come on in. They give money to their buds and say "here ya go... don't tell the TV people, or if you do, make sure you have enough to pay them to shut up" The casino is the only thing I understand. People come in, plonk down their money and 1 of 3 things happens. they loose it and say "Well, I had a good time, I guess." They break even and say "Well, I had a good time, fuck it I'll keep playing" then they loose it. or they win big and say "Wow, now I can keep playing" And the fucking drop kicks loose it.
But anyways...
the question.... who do I have to blow to prove things are as they seem and not as they are?
Speaking of which. oh forget it. Bush sucks. Can't someone fire that fucker and bring in a real government? And for God sake bring back Trek!! Argh!!
Posted on Sep 16, 2005, 8:21 AM from IP address 203.164.239.219
Yeah. It looks like i'm in the minority in that I think Lathams prime motivation for releasing the Diaries is to Get Gillard in. Not Ego Fuelled Vengeance although that probably is a factor aswell.
Posted on Sep 19, 2005, 8:03 AM from IP address 139.168.211.201
I don't hold a grudge against that proportion of the workforce that survives through mates handouts rather than actually producing anything. I guess most of them are shitheads cause people who havent known hardship tend to be unsympathetic. I would'nt have a clue if the economy is stuffed because of it.
Theres a theory I picked up somewhere that we're depopulating the middle-east cause when the western economy implodes and we move away from the Oil based economy most of these countries that rely on it are fucked and they'll be on the march cause they'll have no fucking income.
Posted on Sep 19, 2005, 8:29 AM from IP address 139.168.211.201
Here's the best computer system you'll ever have. A PC with Flight simulator or Star fleet academy hooked up to a 3 chip dlp Digital projector on an imax sized screen. There. beat that fuckers.
Posted on Sep 16, 2005, 8:10 AM from IP address 203.164.239.219
I mean, it always used to unload lots of shit on my comp, but these days it just seems so not worth it. Planet Riker? Whats the deal?? You trying to get into my stuff? Find anything good? You've got way to much time on your hands now that Trek is gone.
Posted on Sep 13, 2005, 8:31 AM from IP address 203.164.238.242
I like the steps involved in catching all those little pop ups and the quick hitting required to bring up a page and stop it in it's tracks when I so see fit. It's like Aint it cool news. only everyone knows me. Well not everyone. who are all these new faces and what do they truly have to offer. Come on. Give me something of substance. girly push ups?? C'mon you wan tto get buff do it like kirk. Go climb a rock. Or fuck a green woman.
Posted on Sep 13, 2005, 8:36 AM from IP address 203.164.238.242
What a coincidence. As I'm about to type a popup window appears. And I thought my google *blocker* was meant to catch all those bastards.
See some of us have a little sophistication. Some of us even have a little sophistry... cation, should it come in needed. Some of us <looks around to see if any1 notices his transparent rhetorical devices> find excercises that actually tone the lower torso area to be v handy indeed, since we've busted our toe and can't run it off. I'd like to see you do better. Where's your fugging contribution? No it's just whine whine fuck a green woman bitch moan Bush conspiracy why isn't my knob as big as Queasly. That's it.
Now take me. I look to further my knowledge of the world. And yet I am humble. Humble in it's wake - and yes, humbled by it. Humble enough to know that what I don't know is more than the lot of yous put together - but then maybe I just knows mores than yous puts together. Togethers
You know what - I must've browsed a thousand web pages purporting to analyse the american political landscape, dissecting the roles and relationship of Conservatism, Corporatism and the Religious Right - and I still don't know what the hells going on there. No one does1 You might think you do - but that's cos you lack my humility!
You see, the issue at hand is this: what can you get out of it. And what can you get away with. And the more I ask myself that question the more I wonder whether we haven't got those 2 mixed up along the way. I ask myself well what would you do. And I answer I would do what is required. And I'd ask myself again but what would you do? And I'd answer I'd do what I have to. Then I'd kick him in the nuts. But hang on.. why am I the uncouth ruffian in this scenario? An't I conventionally the suarve and debonair type? Fuck a green woman indeed.
Does any1 wonder at the symbology there? Green is associated with envy and jealousy. (Means the same thing as far as I'm concerned). But these are slave women. Mightaswell tie 'em up and stick a gag in their mouths as far as any consideration of Orion 'sensuality' is concerned. The masochistic undercurrent in TOS really speaks of an emasculated male, living in an asexual hieraracy, but needing to exist apart from that - like the american political system in many ways - personally I don't think George Bush particularly hates blacks.. but he def hate tyhe poor.
Hey, apparently, 99% of the time, when cops catch paedos (now there's a tv show I'd watch) the pervs are heavily into TOS. That didn't come out right. Nayway I'm just playing - we're all Next Gen guys anyhoo. Right?!
If anyone could help with an exercise to tone my , what they called, nipple muscles. I'd really appreciate it. I've busted my... uhh,mnnnnnnnnnn,./o
Posted on Sep 13, 2005, 10:26 AM from IP address 195.92.67.73
"21. Leftists may claim that their activism is motivated by compassion or by moral principle, and moral principle does play a role for the leftist of the oversocialized type. But compassion and moral principle cannot be the main motives for leftist activism. Hostility is too prominent a component of leftist behavior; so is the drive for power. Moreover, much leftist behavior is not rationally calculated to be of benefit to the people whom the leftists claim to be trying to help. For example, if one believes that affirmative action is good for black people, does it make sense to demand affirmative action in hostile or dogmatic terms? Obviously it would be more productive to take a diplomatic and conciliatory approach that would make at least verbal and symbolic concessions to white people who think that affirmative action discriminates against them. But leftist activists do not take such an approach because it would not satisfy their emotional needs. Helping black people is not their real goal. Instead, race problems serve as an excuse for them to express their own hostility and frustrated need for power. In doing so they actually harm black people, because the activists' hostile attitude toward the white majority tends to intensify race hatred."
1. We shall now explain, with a series of numbers, how my world-view is correct.
2. I say we, of course I mean me.
3. All my fears and uncertainties will take the form of 'the leftist' even though I don't know what that means, and it's prob a misnomer anyhoo.
4. Using a step- method of arguementing I shall now conclusively prove that... how to...
5. Fuck yous, I'm off to blow up the WTC!
6. Cool pic.
Posted on Sep 14, 2005, 5:58 AM from IP address 195.92.67.72
Mcveigh probably did'nt do it and his politics were totally different to TKs. The Manifesto is good reading but. I would'nt mind reading his correspondence with GoreVidal.
Posted on Sep 15, 2005, 2:22 AM from IP address 60.231.223.105
speaking as a leftist, I know I am because I'm not in with the religious right, I must say that you can all just suck my arse. They got into trek and they ran it into the ground. They did. But hear me now, you can not stop the people from working out there is no God and that Vulcans and Romulans are from the same gene pool. And ultimately, so are we all. Except those stinky arabs. We should just fuckin bomb all those cunts and get that oil before it's all dryed up. Blood of the earth my arse.
Posted on Sep 16, 2005, 7:58 AM from IP address 203.164.239.219
The First half of that debate was Amazing. Galloway won on the first rebbuttal, that was pretty much inevitable. This is the first time ive heard someone but he seemed to get fazed by the heckling that rose when he mentioned that th Seeds for 911 were planted by the USA.
It would have been nice if he had mentioned the PNAC too, but you can't have everything. Did you see a video of this? It sounds as though a riot broke out.
It cleared up a few questions I've had about hitch. He has no illusions that the US will install popular democracy but uses the term to describe the reality. It is only Democracy if it has the right outcome. That is; it is subservient to US intrests.
As I see it you can talk all you like about democratising the middle east but you have to look at whose doing the implementing. We can see from their track record and from what is coming out of the think tanks that these men do'nt give a shit about popular democracy. They're hostile to it. If they really gave a shit about democracy and human rights they would'nt have spent the last 50 years removing from power and murdering left leaning Democrats in favour of Fundamentalist Authoritarians like Saddam.
I strongly believe the Neocons are trying to provoke another attack on US soil to muster the kind of support they had after 911. Theres too much open talk about unprovoked nuclear strikes for this not to be the case.
The First half of that debate was Amazing. Galloway won on the first rebbuttal, that was pretty much inevitable. This is the first time ive heard someone but he seemed to get fazed by the heckling that rose when he mentioned that th Seeds for 911 were planted by the USA.
It would have been nice if he had mentioned the PNAC too, but you can't have everything. Did you see a video of this? It sounds as though a riot broke out.
It cleared up a few questions I've had about hitch. He has no illusions that the US will install popular democracy but uses the term to describe the reality. It is only Democracy if it has the right outcome. That is; it is subservient to US intrests.
As I see it you can talk all you like about democratising the middle east but you have to look at whose doing the implementing. We can see from their track record and from what is coming out of the think tanks that these men do'nt give a shit about popular democracy. They're hostile to it. If they really gave a shit about democracy and human rights they would'nt have spent the last 50 years removing from power and murdering left leaning Democrats in favour of Fundamentalist Authoritarians like Saddam.
I strongly believe the Neocons are trying to provoke another attack on US soil to muster the kind of support they had after 911. Theres too much open talk about unprovoked nuclear strikes for this not to be the case.
Right Wing Politicians (Whose real God is power) get the support of Christian Fundamentalist electorate by granting lip service to some of their opinions; Abortion, gay marriage etc.
By keeping these issues alive and raising them continuously as campaign issues they get the FCs to vote with them on these "harmless to power" issues to the detriment of issues that might actually make their lives better; Wages, the environment etc.
Meanwhile if the small l liberal parties bark loudly enough in the defence of the communities Civil Rights (abortion, gay marriage etc)from FCs, it actually appears to the less cynical voters that they are working for the people and not for the same corporate masters as the conservatives.
...Anyway you know all this...
Posted on Sep 15, 2005, 3:16 AM from IP address 60.231.223.105
Since I took your advice I not only have a fabulously toned stomach, but I'm also three inches taller, better looking, smarter, and women flock to my side like flies to rhino shit.
What riches will tomorrow bring, I wonder? Stayed tuned for the next exciting episode, same Riker time, same Riker channel.
Posted on Sep 9, 2005, 7:40 PM from IP address 220.101.147.51
