Okay.

I’m ready.

I’m ready to rant.

As I’ve written in my many stages of being “War torn” I have found myself in a precarious position.

I have not been able to be anti-war as one of the dictators in this world I hate most is Saddam Hussein.

I have not been able to be pro-war as I think war is never good although it is sadly sometimes necessary.

I have shimmied and shaked and basically just sat there with my ass on the damn fence and, I might add, one of the pointy pieces of this fence has been digging into my nether regions.

Yesindeeedeee!

I’ve been uncomfortable.

This is not a natural position for me; to be caught in the middle.

I am used to being an all or not at all woman.

I am used to championing the underdog.

To fighting fights that are often unpopular.

To voicing opinions that are the anti-Christ to PC-ism.

But here I have been with my ass impaled on that fence.

Aaakkkouch!

Almost all of my friends are anti-war.

My girlfriend is anti-war.

Late at night when I turn to her, she looks into my eyes and I can almost hear her thoughts, “How can a humanist like you..not be against this war?”

But it is because I am humanist that I have not been against this war.

This man is evil incarnate.

His people will be a thousand times better off without him.

Yet. I also wonder. Who are we to play god?

What right to we really have to police the world?

My friend Debbie, a major anti-war chick, told me that if I wanted a quickie anti-war education to chat with her mom. Her mom, who has a sweet grandmotherly way about her, ran through all the anti-war drills that I’d heard before.

“Powell didn’t prove he had weapons of mass destruction.”

Yeah …yeah…heard it.

“Innocent people are being killed.”

Been there….done that….

“What was Saddam gonna go anyway?”

Um…maybe blow Israel away for starters…..

I smiled politely, but I was not moved.

I said softly, “He’s another Hitler.”

Then she said possibly the only thing I’ve heard that has sunk in.

“Did we do everything we could have done first? Was this really our last resort?”

She added.

“If there was one thing we could have tried before war…than war was wrong.”

And now, after many days of thinking and pondering… I have to agree with her.

I don’t think this was our last resort.

I think we could have tried something else, one more time line, one last-ditch effort. We could have sent a thousand inspectors over there and really tore up the joint. Yes, yes, yes, YES, the chances are, we might well have wound up exactly where we are right now…at war.

But at least we would have had the support of the world behind us.
Or, well, a little more support.

At least we would have known that we tried everything.

Now don’t get me wrong.

Now that we are there. I really see no reason to spend millions of dollars dealing with all this anti-war crap, because HELLO WE ARE AT WAR! YOU”RE TOO LATE!

And I also must add, that quite simply I want Saddam Hussein dead.

I want him to be strung up naked by hundreds of women who then each take turns torturing him however they see fit. As women are second-class citizens to this prick, I figure lets up the anty by having them be his torturers. But I want to him to survive this bout although I do want it to be telecast live on international TV. Then I want him to be deported to Israel. Deposited in the center of Jerusalem and surrounded by the family of every person killed by a suicide bomber whose family he had rewarded with a check for 25,000 bucks. They get to kill him.

That’s what I want for him…a multitude of death on live TV.

So no. I guess you can say I am not a pacifist.

But here’s the problem.

There is another man I am starting to hate with a growing passion.

Another man that I am beginning to see as a sort of dictator.

Another man that I am beginning to suspect may be a murderer.

And that man is the president of the United States.

The amount of world support this country had after September 11th was unprecedented. We even had sympathy from Arabs. Probably any other president in history (except for maybe Papa Bush) would have milked that level of worldwide support for years of great and powerful moves. But the Baby Bush, the grand marshal of his own ego parade, blew it all like one giant premature ejaculation.

We’re just running on fumes now.

We’ve got more enemies that we’ve probably ever had.

Even our allies hate us.

Even we hate us.

He stirred up all our fears after September 11th, a day that I remember most as the day our president ran and hid and we all wished he could be replaced by Rudy Guiliani.

The Baby Bush used our fears to launch “The Patriot Act” which has been a steady eating away of the bill of rights ever since.

Now we can be searched without warrant.
Our emails checked.
Our purchases at Amazon.com checked.
The books we take out of the library checked.
We can be detained without legal representation.

A little know fact I just learned today.
It used to be that 12 years after a president left office his papers were made available to the public. So just in time for Papa Bushes secrets to finally be read by us all, the Baby Bush did away with this. Now we never can read the president’s papers if he doesn’t want us to. What was Papa Bush hiding?

What does the Baby B not want us to know?

Was Monica Lewinsky on the Bush payroll?

I’m not an anti-war protestor and I won’t be, but the way this country reacts to anti-war protest does frighten me. We have the right to voice our opinion in this country. It is a democracy. If you want to scream you want peace. You have that right. If I want to scream shut up and support our troops. I have that right. But if anyone takes away your right to scream that you want peace. Then I will fight to the death for you.

This is a democracy isn’t it?

Isn’t that why we want to liberate Iraq?

To give them democracy?

So then, we have to let everyone have their say, regardless of whether or not we agree.

Yet the air in this government right now, reminds me of the McCarthy era communist witch hunt.

I never used to feel afraid to voice my opinion and yet right now, as I write this, I do feel concerned. I do feel there is a chance that my anti-Bush rhetoric will wind up in a nice big FBI file for moi and one day..if I bitch too much about the wrong thing, I’ll just be taken away. Months may go by without any of you knowing where I am.

If you don’t see any new rants from me for awhile…..call up the baby Bush and say
“Where the fuck is Rossi?!”

Will ya?

It’s a scary time.

No president has exercised this much power since Nixon and wasn’t he swell?

I don’t like Bush, senior or junior.

I don’t like that the baby Bush did not win this election and he should not %$#&* be our ruler and thief.

I don’t like that he asked for U.N. support said he would respect the U.N. position and then when he didn’t get what he wanted he went ahead anyway.

Hello idiot! That was your ego talking.

You never thought the U.N. would say no to you!

That’s a gamble he never should have made.

If he wanted war, he should have just gone and made war and not promised to respect the U.N.’s opinion.

Now we look like a lone wolf with a few paid off allies.

I’m sure Osama ben Laden is laughing all the way to Baghdad. Not only did we take the heat off him, but we’ve managed to blow all the world support we snagged because of him.

Oh hey, a dandy little side dish…anti-Semitism is like off the charts.

So what’s my hope.

That this war is short.

That this country keeps its promise and does not try to take over Iraq but let’s whatever decent leaders there may be in Iraq take over themselves.

That we fix all the boo boos and help these people and heal the world opinion of us.

That on the next election we vote in someone with a brain, with diplomatic skills and a huge penis like say Hillary Clinton and that we all survive.

Meanwhile….I’m putting the double lock on my door.