The Bush Carnicería (meat market)

[donsu]

http://www.onlinejournal.com/Commentary/062905Noble/062905noble.html


Those were the days when carniceros (butchers) would hang whole pieces of beef carcass on giant hooks in un-air-conditioned meat markets and the carnicero wore a blood stained white overcoat over a white t-shirt, white trousers, and black rubber boots.

The smell of blood and carnage was pungent. The sharp, acrid smell of the raw meat hanging from those giants hooks, was powerful enough to make itself known out to the side walk; it would fill your nostrils against your will—and even, riding by in the open window bus, sometimes, the smell was strong enough to penetrate those open windows of the un-air-conditioned bus filling your nostrils and lungs with the pungency of a meat market.

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In my mind, Bush, in his generational worship of munitions, war, and oil, has turned Iraq into a LIVE MEAT MARKET.

Thirteen dead one day, 40 the next day, or the day before. Fifty or 60 dead the following day. Carnage and massacre in Iraq. Spillage of blood and human flesh. I don't watch the television news anymore but I believe I would not be too much remiss in saying that none of these scenes are captured by any American television crew in Iraq—if they are, they are certainly not shown on any cable or network television screen here in the States. Except, perhaps, for images that may come through Amy Goodman's DEMOCRACY NOW! The War and Peace Report.

American television and print media crew working in Iraq should be playing the role of customers in a meat market. They should be filming the raw footage of the dead and the carnage in Iraq. They should be transmitting for broadcast on our television screens the scenes of the Bush Live Meat Market in Iraq and they should be splattering our newspapers with images of the raw carnage. They are in the Bush Live Meat Market but they are either being paid by the butchers not to show the carnage, or they are being threatened by the butchers with the loss of their jobs if they show us live or still scenes from the carnage in Iraq.
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the article ends with this:

"Human carnage while we bathe ourselves in gold, and frankincense, and oil."

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the criminal bloody hands bushgang belongs in prison

[Warpy]

1. I remember that smell from the North End of Boston

in the late 1960s.

It's part of what turned me into a vegetarian.

However, Iraq smells worse. The butchers in the North End would hose down their shops very carefully every night. The Iraqis have only an intermittant water supply, at best.

I think the smell of Iraq must be the smell of a mausoleum after tragedy has taken a whole family.

[donsu]

2. that's a very good metaphor

the smell of Iraq must be the smell of a mausoleum after tragedy has taken a whole family.