I sat down at my computer a little while ago to write a 4th of July post. I had planned to write about Oh The Joy’s recent George Costanza dreams, and joke about how unpatriotic I am because Bryan and I are pretty much the only people in all 50 states who hate Seinfeld. (Yes, we HATE Seinfeld. Not the man, just the show).
But then my friend Dave forwarded me an email containing Keith Olbermann’s special commentary: Bush, Cheney Should Resign.
And I read it.
And I sat here.
Sick to my stomach.
And I thought about all those people who have died in the last 7 years because of one man. (OK, I know that is oversimplifying the issue, but for the sake of this blog post, we’ll call it one man). And I cried a little.
I have quieted my liberal big mouth here on Greeblemonkey recently, mainly because… well, I was tired. And confused. The world is a big, complex place and I do NOT claim to understand the ins and out of it – especially the crazy world of politics.
As we have been approaching the 4th of July, we have been trying to teach to Declan what the holiday means. Yeah, that’s been fun. Explaining “civil disobedience” to a near 5-year old. Bryan had an *absolute ball* explaining what “no taxation without representation” means. (Seriously, he LOVES explaining it). When I got to the Boston Tea Party, I threw in the towel. Yeah RIGHT, let’s just give the kid tools to the rebellion, why don’t we?
But then, as I got here to my keyboard and started to joke about Seinfeld, it just felt wrong.
Our forefathers gave up their lives for this? For me to call Jerry a smirking egomaniac while I laughingly have the day off and make potato salad while people are dying all over the world and our President besmirches our entire legal system the week of our most patriotic of all holidays?
I am pulling Keith’s words out and using my civil disobedience today. I call my President a liar, an abuser, a bully, a cheat… and yes. A murderer. Because when you knowingly do things that cause people to die, that makes you a murderer.
I accuse you, Mr. Bush, of lying this country into war.
I accuse you of fabricating in the minds of your own people, a false implied link between Saddam Hussein and 9/11.
I accuse you of firing the generals who told you that the plans for Iraq were disastrously insufficient.
I accuse you of causing in Iraq the needless deaths of 3,586 of our brothers and sons, and sisters and daughters, and friends and neighbors.
I accuse you of subverting the Constitution, not in some misguided but sincerely-motivated struggle to combat terrorists, but to stifle dissent.
I accuse you of fomenting fear among your own people, of creating the very terror you claim to have fought.
I accuse you of exploiting that unreasoning fear, the natural fear of your own people who just want to live their lives in peace, as a political tool to slander your critics and libel your opponents.
I accuse you of handing part of this Republic over to a Vice President who is without conscience, and letting him run roughshod over it.
And I accuse you now, Mr. Bush, of giving, through that Vice President, carte blanche to Mr. Libby, to help defame Ambassador Joseph Wilson by any means necessary, to lie to Grand Juries and Special Counsel and before a court, in order to protect the mechanisms and particulars of that defamation, with your guarantee that Libby would never see prison, and, in so doing, as Ambassador Wilson himself phrased it here last night, of becoming an accessory to the obstruction of justice.
Happy 4th of July, America.