CSM column on US policy in Iraq

So, my CSM column on US policy in Iraq came out today. The lead graf is:

    The US intervention in Iraq, which was earlier sold to the US public as a potential “cakewalk,” has instead turned into a damaging quagmire. The least- bad choice now for President Bush is to hand the administration of Iraq over to the United Nations.

So that just about sums up my argument. But do read the whole thing and post your comments by clicking the ‘Comments’ link at the bottom of this post.
I’ve already received some interesting reactions. At 6:30 this morning, a producer from the C-SPAN morning show, “Washington Journal”, called to ask if I could “appear” on the show– by phone–at 7 a.m. Sure. Why not?
Eloise– the producer– also said she really liked the column (!) and they’d decided to use the question it raised as their “Question of the Day” for listeners. Far as I can figure from checking the C-SPAN website (which actually is an amazing resource with a very well-organized collection of Iraq-related links), the show airs on C-SPAN radio, which seems only to be available in the Washington DC area…
But if you want to call in and vote on the “Question of the Day”, you could maybe try this number (202) 585-3882, which they post as a general call-in number to speak to their guests. (I alas, am not there for you to talk to. Nor have I tried calling that number to see what happens there.)
The next bit of reaction I got came was an email from someone signing himself Tony Deivert. Although it’s a little repetitive and maniacal, I’ll share some of it with y’all. Here’s what Tony had to say:

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Work, and a long weekend

I’m sorry I haven’t posted much here recently, but I’ve been writing up two or three storms. “Real” writing, that is… working on this humungous great redrafting project I’m working on, plus a Hayat column on Saturday, plus a CSM column yesterday.
Longtime readers of JWN may see some familiar arguments– more elegantly stated– in the CSM column which will come out Thursday. You can check their website for it then.
I did have a bit of time for some fun stuff over the long weekend, however. On July 4th, we went to a great evening party at our friends Chip and Betsy Tucker’s place. Here’s me going down the Slip ‘n’ Slide. (I’ve never been on one before. What a blast!)
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Just to prove that I do occasionally act with decorum, here’s a picture of me a little later, upright, and with our friends Lynette and Otto Friesen:
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On Sunday evening, we got to go to a fabulous concert given here by John McCutcheon. John played many of his beautiful traditional instruments, sang some Woody Guthrie songs, and many, many of his own. He’s a really engaging performer.
The new(-ish) song of his that I liked the best was “Ashcroft’s Army”. Here’s the main gist of it:

    I wanna be in Ashcroft

Thin mattress stories–from Palestine and Iraq

Two stories about thin mattresses today. First, from Iraq. Thanks to Juan Cole for linking to Trudy Rubin’s recent piece from Najaf in the Philadelphia Inquirer, in which she recounts highlights from an interview with Ayatollah Muhammad Sa’id al-Hakim.
(By the way, Cole’s continuing compilations of news from world Shia’dom are so well-done and so timely that I’ve put a permanent link to his blog in my ‘select list’ of blog links, to the right.)
Anyway, one telling detail from Rubin’s story was:

    The 37-year-old Hakim, in black turban and robe, received me in a bare room in the narrow Najaf rowhouse near the shrine [of Imam Ali], where petitioners come to seek religious rulings. We sat on thin cushions on the floor…

So there he is, one of the four Shi-ite Ayatollahs in Najaf, sitting on “thin cushions” in “a narrow Najaf rowhouese.”
And there are the US overlords, still swanning around in the hulking great palaces that Saddam built for himself all over the country.
In a situation in which most Iraqis are suffering from lengthy power outages, unsafe drinking water, general economic collapse, and rampant insecurity, does anyone (=Paul Bremer) think the symbolism here might be just a tad inappropriate???
I “understand”, of course, that Bremer and his staff, and numerous US army units, chose the palaces to lodge in “primarily because of security considerations”.
But has he stopped to think that the palaces were built where they were, and in the ultra-high-security way they were built in– precisely because Saddam knew that he needed multiple layers of protection against the hatred and wrath of his much-abused people?
So if Bremer’s people and the US military choose to live in the palaces “for security reasons”, what does that say about their expectation of building a relationship of trust (and respect, and equality) with the Iraqi people?
Pictures of US troops cavorting in a swimming pool in one of Saddam’s palaces on July 4 also presumably didn’t go down too well with the millions of Iraqis lacking access to safe drinking water.
How about if Bremer at least opened up a few of the Saddam palaces with their extensive leisure complexes for use by low-income Iraqi kids, or something generous like that??
Okay, on to Palestine. Thin mattress story #2. This was a great quote from James Bennet’s story from Tel Aviv in yesterday’s NYT. Bennet quoted Samir al-Mashharawi, a leader of the mainstream Palestinian faction, Fatah as saying:

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Iraq– a very slippery baby

I wonder what they teach ’em in the various “schools of life” where Bombs-Away Don, Wolfie, and rest of the Authors of the Misadventure in Iraq came up? I’ll tell you one very valuable life lesson I learned, back when I had my first baby (Beirut, 1978). It was from the true British classic, Dr. Hugh Jolly’s book of baby-care.
So here’s what I learned from Dr. Jolly. When you’re planning to bath a baby, you have to plan everything well, sort of starting from the end of this complex operation. So what you don’t do is start out by running the bath-water, stripping the clothes off the babe and dunking him in the bath. Becaue if you do that, what happens is– one wet, cold, slippery baby and no clothes or towel to wrap him in!!
Yikes!!
What you’re supposed to do (and every parent who’s ever bathed a baby figures this out pretty fast) is start from the end, figure out the clean clothes you want to put the babe into; find the clean diaper and any ointments, lotions etc you’ll need before slapping the diaper (sorry, nappy) on; dig the little bitty baby hairbrush out from the closet; lay out the towel just so, ready to plunk the baby onto. And then– not a moment before– you can run the bathwater, find the babe, and start undressing him.
I guess in the Pentagon they used to call it an “exit strategy”.
But here’s a suggestion. Why don’t they hand over the handling of all foreign and security policy to people who know a thing or two about the world… people who’ve been active-duty parents… people who know a bit about short-term and long-term planning… people who could tell you that security doesn’t grow out of the barrel of a gun… people who could tell you you don’t just make a massive downpayment on an “exit strategy” from a convicted fraudster and then, without any further planning, plunge the baby straight into the bath?
This present so-called US “policy” in Iraq would be farcical if it weren’t so, well, just plain tragic.

Grand Ayatollah Sistani joins the fray

Iraq’s Grand Ayatollah Ali Sistani, long considered strongly committed to a “quietist” rejection of political engagement, has now taken a serious step toward endorsing opposition to US diktats in Iraq.
This is the news from Juan Cole, one of the world’s most knowledgeable and reflective experts on the politics and ideology of Iraq’s Shi-ite majority population. Earlier today (or perhaps late last night, Michigan time), Cole read an article in the liberal Iraqi daily Az-Zaman, datelined from Najaf, reporting that Sistani has issued a fatwa stating that any body that writes a new constitution for Iraq would have to be elected, not appointed by US gauleiter (my word) Paul Bremer.
If you want to find Cole’s piece, you’ll need to go to his blog; then once there, look for the July 2003 archive in the Archives listing in the lefthand sidebar. Click it, then scroll down nearly to the bottom to this particular post on July 1. It starts out:

    *Grand Ayatollah Ali Sistani has entered Iraqi politics in an unexpectedly big way. He has denounced US administrator Paul Bremer’s plan…


Cole has done us all the favor of translating the Zaman report, and you can find the translated text on his site, which is a great and really informative weblog.
Sistani is insisting on two sets of nationwide elections: one to elect the constitutional commission, and one to ratify the draft constitution.
Bremer, of course, has proposed creating some kind of an appointed council that would do some governing and some constitution-writing. (Though of course it’s hard to tell exactly what he does plan, since the DoD is making up the whole governance-of-Iraq policy as it goes along.)
Sistani’s fatwa states very straightforwardly,

Vilakazi Street, Soweto

Another picture! This is from the afternoon that Leila, our friend Emily Mnisi, Emily’s friend Ria, and Ria’s daughter Rudo spent driving around Soweto. I guess it was May 4. We were on the only street on the planet that has been home to TWO Nobel Peace Prize winners!
The two in question are/were Nelson Mandela, and Archbishop Tutu. The Street is:
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When we were there, a gaggle of lovely boys came up and started mugging around and singing the South African national anthem in a bunch of languages– including Afrikaans. Left to right in the pic: two of the boys, Emily, Leila, Ria, Rudo.
(Back in ’76, it was a new government requirement that schoolkids study additional subjects in Afrikaans that sparked the Soweto Youth Uprising. That was then; now is now… )
Just opposite this street sign is the house that Madiba and Winnie moved into in the 1950s. After he was imprisoned, she stayed living there for a while till the authorities moved her to some out-of-the-way place. I guess in the divorce settlement she got the house, and has since turned it into a museum…
Just down the street, Tutu and his family still own the big grey house he’s had here for many years, and he lives there sometimes, between his many peripatations (?) around the world.

Photos from Chiboene, Mozambique

Regular readers of JWN will recall that back at the end of April, in Mozambique, my daughter/research assistant Leila Rached and local research associates Salomao Mungoi and Alfiado Zunguza and I all went to participate in a grave-tending ceremony at one of only a few known civil-war-era grave/memorials that there are in Mozambique. (Read all about it here.)
Well, today, I think I may have figured how to post JPEG pics on the blog without having everyones’s browsers crash???? So here are three pics of that day. The first photo is of Leila doing the “watering” part of the ritual, at the mass grave under the cashew tree in Chiboene:
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Here is our local contact, Ana-Paulina, doing the “planting” part of it:
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And here is the whole group, standing around doing the hymnsinging/praying part of it:
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How Saddam could have been confronted on human rights

So here’s W’s main line of defense now: “Oh, who really cares about Saddam’s WMDs one way or the other, but the main thing is, we did good to get rid of the old SOB, right?”
H’mm. It’s an interesting argument, and one that deserves to be taken seriously. (Though so too, of course, does the whole question of leading the world into this war under totally false pretenses… )
I think I have two responses to the argument.
The first is, yes, it’s good that SH is no longer in power– but we don’t know yet whether the situation, say, two or five years down the pike will be even more rights-abusing than what Iraq was throughout the past Saddamist decade.
We certainly can’t say that Iraq will be any kind of a settled, stable democracy. Or even, whether it will have stayed as one nation. Or whether, after two to five years, it may be sorta-kinda muddling along (with a lot of help from the neighbors in Iran.) Or whether its own internal tensions– unleashed, post-Saddam as Yugoslavia’s were, post-Tito– may plunge the whole country and some of its neighbors into prolonged and really cruel fighting that would be even more damaging to human welfare than Saddamist rule.
We just cannot tell. So let’s not make any kind of a judgment yet that, based on its consequences if not on the validity of the stated casus belli, the war against Saddam was a Good Thing.
(You think things couldn’t possibly get worse for Iraqis than they were under Saddam? I’ll tell you, I lived in Lebanon for six years of the ever-degenerating civil chaos there. Sometimes we’d wake up to news of some new atrocity and say, “Well! At least this thing can’t possibly get any worse than this!” And sure enough, some weeks later, it always would.)
Okay, that’s one line of argument. And by the way the consequences of the ill-planned Rumsfeldian war venture look worse and worse by the day.
The other line of argument takes seriously the proposition that Saddam’s human rights violations were so unspeakable, so atrocious, that Something Had To Be Done. But then the question, were there serious alternatives for dealing with the rights-abuse issue other than the unleashing of this ill-advised war?
And I say Yes! If the members of the Security Council had gotten seriously exercized over the issue of Saddam’s proven record of atrocious rights abuse— as seriously as they did over, say the unproven allegations regarding his development of some of the very same weapons that all the Permanent Five members of the SC already have– then they could have used many of the same kinds of mechanisms to deal with his rights violations as they tried to use regarding his weapons-regime proliferations.
I’m talking monitors. I’m talking intrusive inspections. I’m talking deadlines, and reports, and transparency, and verifiable compliance.
Why not?
OK, you may say, but the UN has never done anything like this regarding human rights before. Well you know what? They never did anything nearly as intrusive as UNMOVIC before, either. But Geore W Bush really, really wanted it, and he succeeded in ramming it through a dubious or even hostile Security Council.
If he had really, really cared about human rights– or if the rest of us had cared enough about it to be able to persuade him to do it– the Security Council could have created a Monitoring, Verification, and Inspection Commission regarding Iraqi human rights practice, as well as or instead of the one for that was looking for those chimerical WMDs.
So here’s a suggestion. Why don’t we take some of the lessons and SOPs from the weapons UNMOVIC and think about trying to apply them to a truly atrocious human-rights situation instead? Like Burma, or North Korea. Non-violent, but firm.

The immigrantist narrative lives!

Last night I went with the spouse to a fundraising dinner for the local branch of the International Rescue Committee. The whole thing seemed like a celebration of what I call the immigrantist narrative, and it left me a little unsettled.
Okay, I’ll admit it upfront: I’m an immigrant here in the US of A myself. But still, I continue to harbor this critical stance on the immigrantist narrative– here and in all other countries that were founded on the basis of large-scale colonial ventures.
Colonial ventures, you see, are always built on the ruins of wrecked indigenous societies. I think that’s what upsets me about the whole business. Think Voortrekkers and Randlords. Think Israel. Think the Trail of Tears; or the destruction of Aboriginal cultures in Australia; or the submerging of Tibetan culture, or, or or…
It sometimes seems quite simple to me: in order to run a colonial venture, you need colonists, right? And those colonists have to be… immigrants.
When I was growing up in England, there was a tale in the dusty annals of my family’s history about Black Sheep Uncle Alfred. This was in the late 1800s. He had made off with the money of a club he was treasurer of… So what did the family do with him, in order to deal with the shame he had brought to them? Why, they packed him off to America and he wasn’t mentioned in the family for many years thereafter…

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Amos Oz on compassion

Yes! A great piece– once again– from Israeli writer Amos Oz. There was a small period there, at the beginning of the current intifada, when he got a little too accusatory for my taste. But this piece, from the newspaper formerly known as the Manchester Guardian, is truly a great one.
He writes:

    This is the time for the rest of the world to offer both sides as much help, empathy and understanding as possible. This is the time for well-meaning governments and individuals to come forth with a “mini Marshall Plan” in order to resettle the Palestinian refugees in the state of Palestine. It is also the time to offer Israel the security guarantees it will need in return for renouncing the occupied territories.
    This is time for compassion, not for historical accounting and not for blaming. Neither Sharon nor Abbas is likely to become a Nelson Mandela. But whether they like it or not it looks as if their sleeves are now caught in the cogwheels of the peace process…

Yes, yes, yes! (Sorry to get a little Molly Bloomish here.) But compassion exactly what I’ve been urging, for a while now.
I guess the only point where I’m a little wary of what Oz says is when he writes: it will be almost impossible for those two leaders to run away now from the peace process. Well, at least he qualified his forecast a little bit.
Gosh I remember all those oh-so-wise pundits back in the mid-1990s– Rita hauser and Judith Kipper come to mind, but there were plenty of others– who told us, “The peace process started at Oslo is irreversible!”
Irreversible, huh? Did those people ever read any history?
Still, I’ll forgive Oz his “almost impossible.” Firstly, because he did qualify it. And secondly because his main argument, re compassion, is such a great one.