Monday, January 18, 2010

What does it mean to be human?

I am no where near the first person to ask this question, however, I was having quite the discussion today with my friend in Oman.  The idea of consciousness came up and she asked me “what is consciousness?”  The first thing that came to mind was trying to explain the concept that consciousness is what makes us, us.  I used the construct of the soul.  That is, consciousness can be likened to the soul, which is unique and makes us, us.  It gives the ability to discern meaning from the world around us.  It gives us the ability to learn, to reason, to quantify and qualify, to realize absolutes, generate ideas of morality and ethics.  It is this unique feature that can be ascribed to a person to create one’s humanity.  Yes, in some circles, people would argue that various other animals do exhibit human like characteristics, but this does not make them human.

Now, the question is, where does consciousness come from?  It can be argued that consciousness is a byproduct of the electrical grid and processor that is our brain. In that case the consciousness can be broken down into a series of chemical reactions and electrical pulses. The question then becomes, what if we can duplicate these pulses, and various chemical reactions via an external grid.  Would the reproduction still be human?  Would the reproduction have a soul?  Then we can extend into the whole idea of rights ascribed to this copy. 

In some ways it is only a matter of time till we have to ask these kinds of questions.  What will the answer be?  I’m really not sure.  The technological imperative marches forward even though we, as humans, may not always keep up with the consequences of our work.

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Monday, August 03, 2009

Gaeta’s Lament

I thought this was quite beautiful so I wanted to share it with you all.

Alone she sleeps
In the shirt of man
With my three wishes
Clutched in her hand

The first that she
Be spared the pain
That comes from a
Dark and laughing rain

When she finds love
May it always stay true
This I beg for
The second wish I made, too
But wish no more
My life, you can take
To have her, please
Just one day wake

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Sometimes you wonder…

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The curse and legacy of millions, if not billions, of generations of life culminate at this single moment with you, or me. We are the product of the very essence of creation itself.  The first simple microorganisms 3.5 billion years ago.  To better capture that figure it’s 3,500,000,000 years ago.  I just recently turned 28 so to put it in perspective life is 125,000,000x older than I am or I am .00000008% as old as life itself.  Thus to conceptualize imagine if we stood in line, all of us, every single ancestor we’ve had back to that first primitive organism.  The distance that line travels is just unimaginable.

You then have to ask yourself how, with all these ancestors who survived everything from mass extinctions, plagues, famine, being eaten by other blobs of primitive life or even mountain lions, that things like mental illness evolved.  What advantage did having messed up neurochemicals confer? I can only fathom it had something to do with evolving our brains to the states they are in today.  However, you would think that the intermediary states would have become extinct or vanished overtime.  I suppose seeing successive generations carrying forward these flaws or broken receptors only goes to show we’re still evolving.  The chemical concoctions that power the electrical grid that is the brain shifting, moving or simply broken because they conduct improperly. 

I suppose some would argue that this was a gift from god, or that life itself is a gift from god.  That we were made 5,000 years ago and were made perfect.  I find it hard to believe that defective wiring or conduits would be “perfection”.  That this perfection would entail years and years of internal suffering.  I guess that’s the gift of my genes, the gift of time, the gift of evolution.  Thus, here I am, without a mouth and having to scream. 

The meds, they don’t really help.  What are you left to do but silently suffer and go about the routine.  To face the day, to continue moving but all the while just hurting or suffering inside.  I guess that is the purpose of life, to suffer, to anguish, to live and ultimately die.  In an instant, the light goes off and the inevitable course of existence keeps moving forward.  One’s memory, just that, a memory or if they propagated then they can pass on the curse that is whatever they carry within themselves, either knowingly or unwittingly. 

Here we are…standing on the precipice of change which overlooks the abyss that is life. Where we go from here, how we move, it only goes one way, into the nothingness.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Sigh…

I had a dream once.  I had a dream in the ability of one to manifest one’s own destiny.  I see now something’s are inevitable.  All we are left with in the end are questions and non-answers.

Is this all that we are?
Is this all that I am?
Isn’t there something more?
Is this all that we are?
Is this all that I am?
Isn’t there something more?

When I was a child I had dreams of a future….

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Let it Rock.

Because when I arrive
I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
What is this, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let It Rock
Let It Rock
Let It Rock

LET IT ROCK

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Moving forward…

"Having cut even this, they go forth,
Free from longing, abandoning sensual pleasures.
Those attached to passion
Are caught in a river [of their own making]
Like a spider caught in its own web.
But having cut even this, the wise set forth,
Free from longing, abandoning all suffering.

"Let go of the past, let go of the future,
Let go of the present.
Gone beyond becoming,
With the mind released in every way,
You do not again undergo birth and old age."

Thursday, March 05, 2009

In response to a recent list serve post: “Is your anti-virus program effective?”

A colleague on a listserv recently posted a response to this question that can be summarized by the following:

“I really think the weakest link in our computers now sits in the chair in front of the keyboard.”

I fundamentally disagree with this statement and retorted with the following:

On some level you are correct; however, some of the fundamental issues that I'm observing are the damage that semantics is causing.  As a result of marketing we have various "Antivirus" programs, while at the same time those vendors offer additional packages as "anti-spyware" and "anti-malware". It is wrong of us to shift the responsibility onto the end user as we are inherently responsible for lulling them into a false sense of security (e.g. we supply antivirus and make them update so they are safe).  Yes, users need to understand not to allow certain things to install and, at some level, I believe we see they understand that fact.  Where we should be placing pressure/blame is on the "anti-virus" vendors.  The whole marketing "anti-virus" only treating "viruses", anti-spyware only treating "spyware" is an antiquated notion and ultimately hurts the end user.  Malware, viruses, worms, plague, at this juncture it's all the same.

We've seen a paradigm shift in the nature of the threats and the roots of infection.  We've adapted, many of the major vendors as a result of marketing have not.  Every machine that has come through our auspices has been patched and up to date with the latest dat files from Network Associates [8.5 and 8.7].  However, this has done nothing to reduce, stop or inhibit the spread of Windows Antivirus 20XX, AV360 or the various evolving rootkit style infections.

In short, the products we have purchased to protect our users have failed to evolve with the needs/threats to our users.

-J

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Remixed!

Should all acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind,
should all acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of auld lang syne.

Let's have a drink or maybe two or maybe three or four
or five or six or seven or eight or maybe even more.

For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of auld lang syne.

When it gets to closing time and if you still want more,
I know a pub in Inverness that never shuts its door.

For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of auld lang syne.

 

Sunday, January 11, 2009

As the records of man are imperfect,
And the memory of man unstable:
The names of many of these messengers
Are known in one place and not in another,
Or among one people and not among others;
And some of their names have perished utterly;
But their message stands one and indivisible,
Even though it may have been forgotten,
Or twisted by ignorance, error, superstition or perversity;
Or misunderstood in the blinding light
Of time or tortuous Circumstances

Abdullah Yusuf Ali, 1938

It really sums up the individual's interpretation of "religion" today.

The Last Exit from Iraq

All of this has happened before and all of this will happen again…

Joel Rayburn. Foreign Affairs. New York: Mar/Apr 2006. Vol. 85, Iss. 2; pg. 29

Abstract (Summary)

The United States was not the first country in the last hundred years to occupy Iraq. That distinction belongs to the United Kingdom, which seized the provinces of Basra, Baghdad, and Mosul from the Ottoman Empire at the end of World War I and formally took control of the new country in 1920, under a mandate from the League of Nations. A number of pundits have recently noted the parallels between the United Kingdom's experience eight decades ago and the United States' today. The comparisons, however, have generally centered on the early and middle phases of both occupations. Too few have focused on the ignominious end of the United Kingdom's reign in Mesopotamia and the lessons those events hold for the United States today. In fact, Washington's current position bears a strong resemblance to London's in the late 1920s, when the British were responsible for the tutelage of a fledgling Iraqi state suffering from immature institutions, active insurgencies, and the interference of hostile neighbors.

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HOW THE BRITISH QUIT MESOPOTAMIA

The United States was not the first country in the last hundred years to occupy Iraq. That distinction belongs to the United Kingdom, which seized the provinces of Basra, Baghdad, and Mosul from the Ottoman Empire at the end of World War I and formally took control of the new country in 1920, under a mandate from the League of Nations.

A number of pundits have recently noted the parallels between the United Kingdom's experience eight decades ago and the United States' today. The comparisons, however, have generally centered on the early and middle phases of both occupations. Too few have focused on the ignominious end of the United Kingdom's reign in Mesopotamia and the lessons those events hold for the United States today. In fact, Washington's current position bears a strong resemblance to London's in the late 1920s, when the British were responsible for the tutelage of a fledgling Iraqi state suffering from immature institutions, active insurgencies, and the interference of hostile neighbors. Eventually, this tutelage was undermined by pressure from the British Parliament and the press to withdraw -- forces quite similar to those in the United States now calling for a withdrawal from Iraq. Building a better understanding of the United Kingdom's mistakes -- and of the consequences of that country's ultimate withdrawal from Iraq -- could thus help illuminate the present occupation and provide answers to when and how to end it. If the British record teaches anything, it is this: costly and frustrating as the fostering of Iraqi democracy may be, the costs of leaving the job undone would likely be far higher, for both the occupiers and the Iraqis. This is a lesson the British learned more than seven decades ago, when their premature pullout in 1932 led to more violence in Iraq, the rise of a dictatorship, and a catastrophic unraveling of everything the British had tried to build there.

AN UNPOPULAR OCCUPATION

The British occupation of Iraq drew heavy criticism at home almost from its inception. In 1920, a large-scale Shiite insurgency cost the British more than 2,000 casualties, and domestic pressure to withdraw from Iraq began to build. In the revolt's aftermath, the war hero T. E. Lawrence led a chorus of critics in the press and Parliament denouncing London's decision to continue the costly occupation. "The people of England," Lawrence wrote, have been led in Mesopotamia into a trap from which it will be hard to escape with dignity and honour. They have been tricked into it by a steady withholding of information. ... Things have been far worse than we have been told, our administration more bloody and inefficient than the public knows. It is a disgrace to our imperial record, and may soon be too inflamed for any ordinary cure. We are to-day not far from a disaster....

"We say we are in Mesopotamia to develop it for the benefit of the world. ... How long will we permit millions of pounds, thousands of Imperial troops, and tens of thousands of Arabs to be sacrificed on behalf of colonial administration which can benefit nobody but its administrators?" Although the London Times remained mainly supportive of the government's policy in Iraq, other leading British papers, most notably the Manchester Guardian, echoed Lawrence's call to end the occupation.

The result was what historians have called the "Quit Mesopotamia" campaign, which remained an issue in British politics until the end of the British mandate in Iraq in 1932. For more than a decade, a diverse collection of anti-imperialists, pacifists, Labourites, and Lawrence loyalists kept up a steady stream of criticism in the United Kingdom's opposition press. The Quit Mesopotamia critics effectively tapped into the British sentiment against imperialism, which had become widespread after the end of World War I. The British public's interest in maintaining a worldwide empire had waned; the working classes, which had sacrificed so much for the war, wanted their government to invest in the stagnant domestic economy, not in costly imperial adventures. Unlike their ally the United States, the United Kingdom experienced no economic boom in the Roaring Twenties, and unemployment steadily rose throughout the decade. British voters registered their disapproval of the Conservatives' imperialist tendencies by voting the Labour Party of Ramsay MacDonald into power in 1923. Although that Labour government was short-lived (thanks to a scandal), the Conservatives got the message and in 1925 initiated a series of increasingly desperate measures to sell their Iraq policy to the public.

Colonial Secretary Leopold Amery led the rhetorical charge. In speeches in Parliament and before audiences throughout England, Amery blasted critics for their "reckless disregard ... of the honour of their country." Calls by British newspapers to pull out of Iraq only emboldened the country's enemies, Amery said, and a "policy of scuttle" would expose the British to far greater dangers than those they would encounter while "fulfilling [their] obligations" to the Iraqi people. The London Times weighed in on Amery's behalf on September 25, 1925, observing that the "cost of premature withdrawal" would probably be a Turkish invasion of Mosul.

Amery claimed that the situation in Iraq was significantly better than his critics realized. Returning from a fact-finding tour of the mandate in 1925, he said that Iraq's development was proceeding well enough to promise the British a "substantial return" on their investment in that country. The whole Middle East was undergoing fundamental changes, he declared, and Iraq would soon be a model of development and democracy for the entire region. Besides, he said, Iraq was serving as "a splendid training ground" for the Royal Air Force (RAF), which since 1922 had been charged with defending Iraq and maintaining order there.

These arguments made little impression on the opponents of the occupation. The Labour Party accused the Conservatives of wanting to remain in Iraq for the sake of oil stockholders. "We should never get out of [Iraq] without wrenching something, such as the national honour or the interests of bondholders," declared the senior Labour Party MP and future prime minister Clement Attlee in Parliament in 1926. "Therefore," he said, "we had better wrench free at once."

Nonetheless, Amery's public defense of the occupation helped the policy withstand parliamentary challenges in 1925 and 1926, and the United Kingdom's occupation looked set to continue indefinitely. In accepting the League of Nations mandate in 1920, the British government had committed itself to at least 20 years of guardianship of Iraq's state and society, and when it signed the Anglo-Iraqi Treaty of 1926, London promised to stick around until 1951 (or until an independent Iraq joined the league). Yet starting in 1925, the Conservatives began secretly looking for a way out. In 1927 -- just one year after pledging to stay in Iraq for a quarter century -- key ministers in Stanley Baldwin's government proposed a pullout. According to Robert Cecil, a trusted Baldwin adviser, withdrawal from Iraq would be "a complete answer to those of our critics who allege that we are anxious to have a militarist or adventurous foreign policy. That charge has done us a great deal of harm already and may easily be fatal to our existence at the next election."

Publicly, the Conservatives began to speak about the need to "reduce expenditure" in Iraq. In 1925, Sir Samuel Hoare, head of the Air Ministry and another close Baldwin adviser, acknowledged that "since the war we [have] spent a great deal in the Middle East, and the British taxpayer [has] asked whether the expenditure was worthwhile, and whether it could be reduced." Returning from a trip to Iraq that year, Hoare announced that once the contested frontier near Mosul was settled with Turkey, the British could reduce their role in Iraq. As a government minister, Hoare could not have made this declaration without Baldwin's approval; his statement therefore had the effect of an official promise to bring home some British troops. And indeed, the Conservatives soon made the promise a reality: by early 1927, the Baldwin government had pulled most British soldiers out of Iraq, leaving a few RAF squadrons and a battalion of Indian infantry to defend the country alongside a fledgling Iraqi army of only 9,000 men.

DEFINING DEVIANCY DOWN

Although the pullout may have been expedient in one sense for Baldwin's government, it was also politically awkward. After all, the United Kingdom had publicly promised to stay in Iraq for years. If it was going to extricate itself quickly, it needed a way to save face in the process. And finding one was difficult, for Iraq had hardly made the kind of progress the Conservatives had originally predicted.

In taking on the mission in Iraq, the British had set out ambitious benchmarks for their trustee's development. When Sir Arnold Wilson, Britain's high commissioner in Iraq, announced the mandate to Iraqis in May 1920, he proclaimed that the United Kingdom's aim was to create "a healthy body politic, guided and controlled by healthy public opinion." Just six months later, Wilson's successor, the diplomat Sir Percy Cox, told Iraqis their government should be formed "by the people themselves" through a "National Congress fully representative of the people." In keeping with these principles, the Colonial Office's annual public reports on Iraq indicated that success in the country would be measured by the establishment of political stability, real security, and the protection of minority rights.

By 1925, however, the Conservative government began to recognize that Iraq was scoring poorly in all those areas. This meant that the only way to leave with honor would be to redefine the standards of success and overstate Iraq's achievements. Beginning in 1925, the British proceeded to do just that: over the next seven years, London's progress reports to the League of Nations increasingly diverged from reality. British officials consistently minimized their commitments and proclaimed Iraq's progress in public, even while privately acknowledging widespread, serious problems.

The worst of these problems was Iraq's lack of security. As the United Kingdom scaled back its garrisons in Iraq, it left the country increasingly exposed to hostile neighbors. British commanders in Baghdad, unlike their political bosses in London, recognized the dangers in this approach and strained to find a feasible scheme for defending the country with fewer troops. A 1926 RAF study recommended establishing a string of border forts and pacifying the armed raiders who would periodically surge out of Syria and Transjordan to attack Iraqi tribes and ambush convoys on the desert roads. But British commanders were given no men with which to implement the defense plan.

Instead, in March 1927, the Baldwin government proclaimed the Iraqi army capable of defending the country itself and withdrew the last battalion of British ground troops. Mere months later, southern Iraq came under attack by thousands of Wahhabi Ikhwan ("brothers"). The Ikhwan were a puritanical sect that had brutally conquered the holy cities of Mecca and Medina in 1924. Like today's insurgents under Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, the Ikhwan were Salafi fighters who invaded Iraq from the desert to terrorize its Shiites (whom the Salafi consider apostates). For the better part of two years, starting in 1927, all that stood between the Ikhwan and the lightly armed Iraqi tribes was a small desert detachment of British-trained Iraqi troops under the leadership of Captain John Glubb, who would later head the Arab Legion in Transjordan. Only with great difficulty did Glubb obtain occasional air support from the overstretched RAF squadrons stationed near Basra and Baghdad.

British officials were slow to grasp the extent of the Ikhwan threat. The British high commissioner in Iraq at the time, Sir Henry Dobbs, declared the Ikhwan defeated in 1928. Acknowledging that the Wahhabi invaders had hurt Iraq's economy by discouraging foreign investment, he informed the press that "the only grave injury done to Iraq ... [has] been inflicted by wild reports manufacturing scare after scare." In fact, although no official report was ever conducted, it is probable that the Ikhwan managed to kill hundreds of Iraqis. Dobbs' assessment of the Ikhwan's strength, meanwhile, was also wrong: the next year, they invaded again, in large numbers. Indeed, the Ikhwan continued to threaten Iraq until they were routed by the army of Ibn Saud in mid-1929.

During this same period, the resurgent Turkey of Mustafa Kemal (better known as Atatrk) threatened Iraq from the north. Kemalist Turkey mounted an unsuccessful invasion of Mosul in 1922 and thereafter continually intrigued against Iraqi rule among the Kurdish tribes in the region. Like Iraq's Sunni Arabs today, the Kurds of the mandate period represented a communal threat that consumed the attention and resources of the Iraqi state. With Turkish support, the Pesh Merga of the Barzani tribe and its allies were able to sustain an insurgency against the Iraqi government for almost four years. At one point, the Iraqi army was forced to deploy three-quarters of its strength in the Kurdish Sulaimaniya region in an attempt to put down the insurgents. In the spring of 1931, as the formal handover of sovereignty to the Iraqis approached, the British roused themselves to pacify the Kurds for good. For over a month, the RAF bombed Kurdish villages, finally forcing the rebels to capitulate.

Under the mandate, Iraq's next biggest problem -- which the British government also routinely downplayed -- was its politics. Although London's public reports to the League of Nations throughout the 1920s sang the praises of Iraq's new institutions, by the end of the decade British officials had begun to acknowledge privately that the Iraqi government had become the exclusive domain of the royal Hashemite family and a few hundred Sunni Arab politicians. This was hardly the liberal, westernized polity the British had set out to create in 1920. But as the end of the mandate approached -- and domestic demands for withdrawal grew louder -- British officials abandoned plans for a real democracy in Iraq. "My hope," wrote High Commissioner Dobbs, "is that ... [Iraq] may be able to rub along in a corrupt, inefficient, oriental sort of way, something better than she was under Turkish rule. ... If this is the result, even though it be not a very splendid one, we shall have built better than we knew."

Both Dobbs and his successor, Sir Francis Humphrys, believed that the United Kingdom should simply validate the rule of the Sunni elite in Iraq and let them govern without oversight. Both men reported to London that appeasing Iraq's urban Sunni Arabs was the key to the country's stability, and since the Sunnis wanted the British to leave, both Dobbs and Humphrys advised London to do so. Their assessments ignored the fact that Iraq's Sunni elite planned to consolidate its control of the country by excluding from politics Iraq's Shiites, Kurds, and smaller minorities. These disenfranchised groups, however, could read the writing on the wall and viewed the prospect of a British withdrawal with alarm; by 1929, they had come to view British administrators as a check against Sunni domination.

The League of Nations mandate had stipulated that Iraq's minorities should be protected, and throughout the 1920s, the British had promised social and economic equity to groups such as the Assyrians and the Kurds. But the British government's political maneuvers in the late 1920s made securing minority rights impossible. Seeking to quiet its critics at home, in late 1929 the British government announced its intention to terminate the mandate in 1932. London followed this announcement in 1930 by signing a new Anglo-Iraqi treaty that spelled out British rights in Iraq but contained no language protecting Iraq's minorities. The announcement that the mandate would be terminated effectively turned the British administrators into lame ducks. After that, the Sunnis, anticipating the British withdrawal, simply stonewalled all British efforts to secure specific minority rights.

Even as they recommended that the League of Nations accept Iraq as a fully independent member, some British officials began to privately warn their colleagues that Iraq's new, British-built institutions had not had time to mature and that chaos might follow the British pullout. A contemporary report written at the Royal Institute of International Affairs documented the fear that Iraq was being allowed to "run before it could walk." In Baghdad, Sir Kinahan Cornwallis (a senior British adviser) warned London that if it left too soon, "My own prediction is that [the Iraqis] will all fly at each other's throats and that there will be a bad slump in the administration that will continue until someone strong enough to dominate the country emerges, or, alternatively, until we have to step in and intervene." In the course of events, both of these predictions came to pass.

Yet none of these private misgivings were ever made public. Instead, with breathtaking mendacity, report after report praised Iraq's progress. In September 1929, Cornwallis' superiors in London declared that "Iraq, judged by the criteria of internal security, sound public finance, and enlightened administration, would be in every way fit for admission to the League of Nations by 1932." In order to have Iraq meet this standard, of course, the British government had already dramatically lowered the bar. Dobbs declared that it was unrealistic to expect that "Iraq should from the first be able to challenge comparison with the most highly developed and civilized nations of the modern world." In his opinion, Iraq would be ready for full independence as soon as it was "at least as stable as China, Portugal, Greece, or Abyssinia" -- arguably the four weakest members of the League of Nations.

THINGS FALL APART

In retrospect, it seems clear that the political and public pressure of the Quit Mesopotamia campaign led the British government first to overstate its progress in Iraq and then to abandon the project too early -- with disastrous consequences. London's decision to withdraw British troops by 1927 left Iraq unable to resist either the Wahhabi invasion or the Kurdish insurgency. The British government's premature announcements of Iraqi independence actually undermined security in the country by causing the various factions to begin positioning themselves for a civil war once the British left.

When the mandate actually ended in 1932, Iraq's British-built institutions began, one by one, to collapse. With the occupiers gone, Iraq's Sunni Arab elite used the army not to defend the state against foreign invaders, but to suppress Iraq's Assyrians, Kurds, and Shiites. The Iraqi army of the 1930s was the most dangerous kind: it was easily the most powerful institution in the country, too strong to be checked by other groups and free from any real constitutional constraints, but it was also too weak to actually defend Iraq from outsiders. As the British-installed King Faisal lay dying in Switzerland in 1933, Iraqi troops massacred Assyrians in northern Iraq and returned to Baghdad as heroes. Army leaders then used their newfound prestige to meddle in the country's politics, backing certain factions in parliament in return for the passage of conscription laws that bolstered the army's strength but turned young Shiite men into a military underclass. By 1936, Iraq's generals had gathered enough power to carry out a military coup, ending constitutional government and setting a precedent that would recur again and again.

At the same time, Iraqi society, the most ethnically diverse in the Arab world, came fully under the sway of Sunni Arab chauvinists. Typical of this development was the fate of Iraq's educational system, which fell under the control of Sati al-Husri, a Syrian pan-Arabist who taught that Shiite Islam was heretical. Under his influence, the Iraqi government began to suppress Shiite religious holidays and practices -- a policy that sparked large-scale Shiite uprisings in the mid-1930s. By the 1940s, Iraq, one of the least Sunni of all Arab states, had become a bulwark of what historian Elie Kedourie called "the Sunni spirit of domination."

The coups following 1936 mostly involved the Sunni Arab officer corps. By 1939, Iraq's military rulers had become openly hostile to the United Kingdom. When war broke out in Europe, Baghdad opened back channels to the Axis powers, and it finally offered up the country to Hitler in 1941. Faced with the prospect of an Axis stronghold on their line of communication to India, the British were forced to invade Iraq once again. As British troops approached Baghdad, Iraqi soldiers and police carried out a final act of official butchery, slaughtering hundreds of Iraqi Jews. There followed a second British occupation of the country that lasted until 1948.

Had the United Kingdom stayed longer the first time around, much of this mayhem could have been avoided. Continued British oversight would have prevented the Iraqi government from falling into the hands of military dictators, and the presence of a British force in the country would likely have restrained the Iraqi army from preying on Iraq's minority communities. Since the British had opposed Iraqi conscription throughout the 1920s, it is safe to assume they would have continued to do so if the mandate had been extended, thereby removing a significant irritant from the relationships among Iraq's ethnic and sectarian communities. The typically pragmatic British political advisers would also have been unlikely to allow Sunni Arab supremacists to pervert Iraq's public educational system.

These restraints could have helped Iraq develop into a more stable society, in which Sunnis, Shiites, Kurds, and other minorities would have somehow found a way to live together peacefully. Instead, these groups spent the next 70 years of Iraq's independence with daggers drawn, each decade pocked by civil war.

OCCUPATIONAL HAZARDS

Like the U.S.-led coalition today, the United Kingdom of the 1920s began its Iraq project by pledging long-term support for Iraq's defense and development. In the ensuing years, the British encountered a set of problems similar to those facing today's coalition: deep ethnic and sectarian divisions, an internal Iraqi power struggle, the infiltration of Salafi terrorists from neighboring countries, active insurgencies carried on by minority groups, and hostile regional powers across the borders. And once again, these seemingly intractable problems and their associated violence have spawned an intense movement to end the occupation of Iraq -- to quit Mesopotamia.

Washington thus now finds itself facing roughly the same question that London faced between 1925 and 1927: Should it leave Iraq, or continue until its project there has truly fulfilled its aims? In the British case, both sides of the debate -- the Quit Mesopotamia critics and the Conservative officials who minimized Iraq's problems -- apparently believed that the United Kingdom could leave Iraq without repercussions, regardless of whether the mandate had actually served its purpose. They came to assume that an independent Iraq would somehow muddle along -- and that if it did not, the consequences would not affect the British.

Accordingly, the Conservative government succumbed to the political and media pressure to pull out. After 1925, as British officials continued to pay lip service to the original goals of the mandate, they privately began looking for ways to withdraw early, even though many of them recognized that chaos would ensue. To avoid a similar result today, the U.S. government and its allies must confront what the United Kingdom's premature withdrawal achieved: namely, disaster both for Iraq and for its occupier. Having left the work of the mandate undone, the British were forced to return and attempt to finish the job nine misery-filled years later. The United States can ill afford to do the same.

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Saturday, January 10, 2009

Friday, January 09, 2009

Insomnia…

It’s one of those things that in itself isn’t inherently a bad thing.   It’s not the insomnia itself that breads that feeling of angst, the dread or anxiety.  Insomnia, well, it can be counted as a blessing in some circles.  I know, for myself, I’ve done some of my best work in the middle of the night.  You know, those 3 AM moments of Zen where you come to realizations.

Instantly what’s called to mind is the fond memories of Monsieur Meursault, in The Stranger.  I remember the profound liberation experienced by Meursault, a man who didn’t fit in with the world.  A man who, accepted his destiny, in that he was responsible for his actions because of free will.  The consequences of his actions, immoral, moral, or amoral, but those consequences were his own. 

"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself up to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself - so like a brother, really - I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate."

Albert Camus (L'etranger), Part 2, Chapter 5, pg. 122-3

Going full circle, the dread and angst of Anxiety is not of the experience itself, but of the anticipation of the feeling physically poor.  Well, ultimately, it is a double edged sword.  Why at the same time there are those negative repercussions, I, once again, cherish the night.  The silence, the stillness, the ability to walk outside and look up at the stars.  It was during these periods I wrote my master’s thesis, many a paper, a publication and even these entries that no one reads.  Moreover, it’s only during the cold winters night that in all of my travel’s I have been able to look up at the night sky and see my old companion Orion.  No matter what is going on in my life, the world, I’ve always taken comfort in looking up and seeing that constellation.  I remember a trip through IL, the cold darkness of night, miles and miles of literally nothing.  It was something out of a bad horror film.  I was driving my red accord, 84, it was a tank.  I rolled down my window and it was probably about 2 or 3 AM.  I looked up and, because there was very little city light I could see so many stars.  It was Orion that stood out, my traveling companion. There was no need to worry, no need to fret, no need to well…anything, as at that singular moment everyone who I cared about and/or cared about me was under that same sky, overlooked by those same stars. 

Anyway, the blessing and the curse… I wouldn’t give up the curse for anything (though I might be groggy for the first half of the day)!

See you tomorrow.

All of this has happened before and all of this will happen again…

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year from London!

To anyone who reads this:

I hope you and yours have an absolutely awesome New Year!

Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of auld lang syne?
And here's a hand, my trusty friend
And gie's a hand o' thine
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
For auld lang syne

Monday, December 29, 2008

12/29/2008 8:42 PM GMT

Well a “full day” in London has essentially come and gone. It’s amazing how much colder it is/was here.  When we left Philadelphia it was like ~65 degree’s F.  As we packed and headed off to the Airport it was like a nasty summer day.  Then once we got to the UK it was below freezing.  We unpacked the coach, were exhausted and just got situated.  My brother and I came back, unpacked, showered and he went to sleep.  I on the other hand was going to nap; however, as I prepared to upload the latest set of pictures etc., I realized I had forgotten my USB cable for the camera.   I got up, got dressed and started headed towards the Thames.  I crossed the Golden Jubilee Bridge, walked about the London Eye (decided I was going to take him there later).  I wandered about Charring Cross Station, Trafalgar square and to Ten Downing Street.   I headed back, uploaded some shots and then finally laid down for a bit.  My brother had to be up for some practice, then, thereafter we headed down to Strand (street), found some dinner, walked over to the now closed London Eye and came back. He isn’t exactly the most adventurous when it comes to food so our dinner was a bit…boring.  I did however have a real Bass Ale at the bar, and came back to start winding down for the night.  I’ve, we’ve, been up for quite awhile and I’m fairly fatigued etc.

Anyway, tomorrow we’re headed to Buckingham and the off to the countryside.  I’ll post more pictures and updates tomorrow. Till then, I hope all is well.

-Johnathon
http://community.webshots.com/user/johnathonm

12/29/2008 2:48:20 AM GMT

All the joys of travel…I don’t anything will ever take away from the joy screaming kids, the old lady who decides to lean her chair back well beyond any degree of “reasonability”.  It is my luck so it would seem.  I am barely able to type.  I looked over at my brother and asked him if she was dead, alas, she is not as he indicated that she gave me a really dirty look.  Ahh…coach class. I’ll never forget the good of days of flying to and from the west coast (similar length flight) and having about 10 people on the flight.  I was able to spread out across three seats, sleep, and sprawl out my research and the like.  I wonder if I could handle that whole trek now.  The going to class all week then hoping on a flight out west, working all weekend and then coming back to Philadelphia for a 10 am class that Monday morning, ahh the memories…sniff.

Anyway, the food on the flight was ok, though as always I’m a bit skeptical of airline food as it has the lovely reputation for not being so lovely.  It was this “pot roast” with mash potato’s, peas and carrots.  The salad was some yucky feta cheese and cranberry things, and the balsamic dressing…well it was sickly sweet (too much sugar).  It was nice to have a real Coke though.  There is nothing in the world like it.  Everywhere but in the US it seems they still make soda the real way, with sugar.  The stuff we get at home in the states with its nasty high fructose corn syrup – yuck. It’s also interesting to look at the introduction of high fructose corn syrup into our food supply (~1980) and correlate that with obesity rates.  Essentially with the data you’ll see an absurd correlation. 

Moving along, we’re currently just south of  Greenland (~250 mlles). We’re traveling at ~940 mph Eastward and we’re about 1800 Miles from London.   I’m not sure if anyone will read this just know that the 6 hours of the baby crying and the smelly old lady leaning her seat to far back make it all worthwhile.  I’d try and get a picture of it but I’m not sure how well that would fly.  I’d need to use the flash – and that, if she’s not dead of course, would probably wake her up. 
What else, well I watched Hellboy 2 for the first part of the flight.  It wasn’t a bad movie and it simply was what it was, nothing to deep, and nothing to serious.  Oh, the baby is still crying -just In case you were wondering. 
Haha…it’s like something out of a bad movie.  The baby screaming for six hours, the dead old lady, the delicious food…truly hell is an airport experience.  Mind you, I love traveling, love being aboard and the whole thing – I just am a bit cynical at the moment after….the 3rd straight hour of the baby screaming.   At this rate we’ll be getting into our hotel around 7 AM GMT (baggage recovery not withstanding).  I’m not sure what the day entails but I’m hoping it’s somewhat low key or that we get a chance to break the jet lag. 

All right, parents, kiddies, friends and family.  My neck hurts from the dead old lady in front of me so I’m signing off for now.  I’ll update again once we get into London.  I should have pictures to upload and the works.

I know from looking at Google earth we’re right across from Buckingham Palace and directly across the Thames from the giant Ferris wheel.  It’ll be dark or the sun just coming up when we get in so – we’ll see how what I can take pictures of as we arrive.  

-Johnathon
http://community.webshots.com/user/johnathonm

12/28/2008 5:30 PM EDT

Well it’s been about 2-3 hours since we arrived at the airport.  It’s funny how almost every travel experience is the same.  I’ve come to the conclusion that hell is an airport and that the seventh level of hell is a baggage claim.  It’s interesting to just watch – people coming, people going, from all over the world.  I’m sitting here in the waiting area outside gate A17 for British Airways.  Our flight is leaving around 7 PM EST.  I just took my brother out for food to Chickie and Pete’s.  The wings were good, the fries were good and he had a burger.  I told him it’s a good thing he ate up as the Brit’s aren’t exactly known for their cuisine.   The Eagles are actually making some sort of rally and people are celebrating over on the other side of the lounge.  I, myself, am tired and am hoping to get some sleep on the flight. We’re expected to arrive in around 7 AM GMT.  I’m going to take some pictures and I’ll try and write some more while I’m on the plane. 


-Johnathon

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Saturday, November 15, 2008

Less than Ordinary…

I’ve always had a hard time finding my place in this world...

Never knowing my truth worth...

I could settle for less and an ordinary life...

Monday, September 22, 2008

Dragging My Feet and as such, Time Will Tell.

It’s kind of interesting the extreme lengths that we are willing to go in order to procrastinate.  Take, for instance, writing in this blog.  I generally have used it as an outlet for various academic pieces or my own meanderings about life.  I don’t think anyone reads or even views this document.  Yet, despite that fact, I still continue to try and post at least once a week.  Though, back to the procrastination bit, I decided to put off doing this for a bit too.  However, tonight, I resolved myself to post.  Thus my little bit about procrastination. 

Anyway, I’m currently working on a piece relating to the obligations of the first responder in mass causality/fatality incidents. This piece is going to center upon the philosophical ramifications and “obligations” of the responder and it will be contextualized within a modern legal framework.  I’m on draft two and working with a colleague of mine (a lawyer) on refining this further.  We’ll see how it all turns out. I am excited about the paper and I hope, whoever reads it, will be too.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

They call me "Solo"...

Well, when I was born, my mother considered giving me up for adoption several times. My father wasn't really around and she figured I'd end up alone one way or another. 

I think that's really fitting for the very despondent tone that's settled in with me over the course of the weekend.  I've had weird dreams about my family (the ones who have been passed for several years), had horrible realizations about them (seeing something on the History Channel) and just being alone.  I've made mistakes in my life, hurt people, been hurt, loved, longed, yearned and strived to ascertain meaning from all the current sum of my experiences.

I know my own experiences at the moment, even at their worst would be their best... it's all relative, I understand that logically.  However it doesn't mean things don't hurt as much inside nor does it minimize either of our experiences.

They say it can only get better...when you stop looking you'll find it.  Well... have at it then.

The Joy of Article Revision

It's funny how an article begins to blur itself. The longer you work on a piece the more difficult it is to spot what needs to be changed/adapted.  You can read over something 10,000 times and just miss that one word that could change everything or how a different phrasing of something could solidify your argument perfectly.  I've been looking at this piece for a few days now and it's at that point where it's all the same.  I'm hoping to submit the piece for publication though, at present, it still needs some work. I think I'm going to walk away from it for a bit or see if I can find another set of eyes to read over this piece. 

Oh and what's with the weather being 9,001 degrees? Geesh :)