Archive for July 12, 2004

Huntington’s logic isn’t Europe’s

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

The power of youth in Iran.

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

THIS IS ZIONISM: An aged paraplegic Palestinian has been crushed to death when Israeli occupation troops demolished his home in the southern Gaza Strip.

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

This is what passes as American journalism. You are supposed to read this and feel sorry for Kanan Makiya for not getting his 1 $ million. And Makikya now conveniently tries to distance himself from Chalabi. Chalabi brought Makiya to his INC group, and they were very close, and traveled to Iran together last year. [...]

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

“Laura and I value our friendship with you.”

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

Fury over Pentagon cell that briefed White House on Iraq’s ‘imaginary’ al-Qaeda links

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The real Baghdad, and the Green Zone

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In foreign-policy battles, are neocons losing their hold?

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

Leaked Salary List Shows Bush’s Highest-Paid Staff Is Mostly Male

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A senior Iraqi official linked to the prominent former exile Ahmad Chalabi has been convicted of abuse of power in the first big crackdown on corruption since the war.

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

The US administration is negotiating with Poland and the Czech Republic over its controversial missile defence programme, with a view to positioning the biggest missile defence site outside the US in central Europe.

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

How Chalabi Played the Press (Why don’t they say: How the Press Allowed itself to be manipulated by the US government?)

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

Neo-conservatism and the American future (authors totally underestimate the Israel factor in neo-conservative thought).

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

There are people who learn, and then there is George W. Bush.

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad

The poem Wait for Me by Palestinian poet Samih Al-Qasim (my translation): My neck is on the edge of the knife, Oh, my homeland, and yet I tell you: Wait for me! And my hands are tied behind my back, Oh, my homeland And yet I sing for you, oh, my wound..I sing “I have [...]

Posted on July 12, 2004 by As'ad