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Politics: Evil To Him Who Evil Does

Posted in 104, bad ideas, blame society, entertainment, family, freedom, politics, randomness, warfare on December 5th, 2012 by Hannibal Tabu
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Re: Homeland Season 2, Episode 10.

Huge, huge SPOILER ALERT, and I’m sorry if you haven’t seen it.

In all seriousness, if you haven’t seen the show and want to, you should stop here. I’ll give you some space before I continue …


Yes, I understand the irony of the above image, that’s why I chose it.

Anyway, notorious international “terrorist” Abu Nazir has taken the CIA’s craziest analyst, Carrie Mathison, captive for reasons that are not really important for what we’re discussing here. He asked her if she carries the same dedication he and his followers do. That discussion, as quoted, follows:

CARRIE: “Whatever it takes.”

NAZIR: “Really? With your pension plans & organic foods? Your beach houses & sports clubs? Do you have the perseverance, the tenacity, the faith? Because we do. You can bomb us, starve us, occupy our holy places, but we will never lose our faith. We carry god in our hearts, our souls. To die is to join him. It may take a century. Two centuries, three centuries … but we will exterminate you.”

CARRIE: “Like I said. You’re a terrorist.”

Is it bad that a very horrible part of me wanted Abu Nazir to respond, “I prefer to think of myself as a teacher …” in that moment?


What Israel is doing to the Palestinians is wrong. The support afforded to them by the United States is wrong. Hate engenders hate. When the oppressed respond with hate, it’s just where they are in their stage of development, especially if the boot of oppression remains on or even near their neck. When their wrongs have been redressed — and please don’t try to talk to me about the idea Palestine has not been wronged, like the Serbs were wronged, like the Jews were wronged, like the Africans were wronged, like the Tasmanians were wronged and so on, down the line — then maybe they can begin to heal, maybe they can begin to collectively forgive.

Also, please understand that I am not saying it is right for children to be killed — by bombs from the Israeli forces or as sacrifices and suicide bombs. Both are equally wrong. The methods used by both sides are deplorable, the guilt is shared equally and I am embarrassed for the portion of my tax dollars spent furthering this conflict. I’d hope I’ve made that abundantly clear since few of us ever really get to be “innocent.”

As for the sentiments of Abu Nazir, in the words of Chris Rock, “I’m not saying I condone it … but I understand.”

Spirit knows I understand.

Watching (Television): Homeland, “Broken Hearts”

yeah, I know, the Department of Homeland Security will be all over this blog like Lindsay Lohan over a line of coke … such is life under Ingsoc …

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Family: Cookies and Sammiches

Posted in family, friends, randomness, wife on October 12th, 2010 by Hannibal Tabu
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My wife loves me very much. She’s a pesco-vegan (mostly) and knows a lot about health and nutrition. She’s politically progressive, recycles, yadda yadda yadda.

One of my best friends Jere (quoted in this blog before) works with me. He’s an anti-carb zealot, convinced that all health problems stem from the likes of pastas and bread, even avoiding lots of “sugary” fruits. He’s a Libertarian polymath, likes guns and weapons, chews down on jerky regularly, blah blah blah.

Aside from being two of my favorite people in the world, they have one huge thing in common: telling me that whatever I’m eating at the time is going to kill me.

With a family history of diabetes (none in mine — booze, crime or high blood pressure normally get us first), my wife is paranoid about overconsumption of sweets, keeping water flowing through my system, making sure that the seven year disparity (I’m older) in our ages won’t matter and that she won’t outlive me.

Jere’s life changed when he found a book, and following its dictates he lost almost 100 pounds, lowering his cholesterol and getting into the best shape of his life. This revelation turned him into a crusader, determined to change the medical practices of the MIMCO where we work and spreading his message to anybody slow enough to get caught in a conversation with him that doesn’t involve Star Wars, technology or politics.

Here’s the thing …

When we met, Jere gave me his almost ten minute shtick, and I sat, listening, eating carb-o-rific Chicken in a Biscuit crackers (which my wife hates for some other reason I don’t remember). When he finally finished, I said, “That’s great and all, but look here. I’m Black. I’m a guy. I live in Los Angeles. I’m going to die, and it’s going to be ugly. Nothing I can do about that. May as well smoke ‘em while I’ve got ‘em.” I kept chomping. We’ve been fast friends ever since.

I’m not so good with authority and being told what to do. Moreover, I don’t want micromanagement in my life, as I worked very hard to become independent and grown, largely through my own hard work and determination. As Chris Rock might say, the man just wants the big damned piece of chicken.

If that means I’m gonna have to get all Cliff and Claire with it, sneaking turkey meatball hoagies when she’s not around … well switch on the game and pass me some napkins!

Playing (Music): “Vocab” remix by The Fugees

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