"Massacre" Talk in Palestine same Mindless Dribble as "Massacre" talk in Afganistan

[Texmaster]

Anyone notice how once again the European papers jumped all over the word "Massacre" when they referred to the Israeli incursion only to back off it once 3rd parties starting counting the bodies?

I really get sick and tired of the European and some American press that simply love to take the enemy's word for casualities and atrocities and act as if its true.

And once again, as they did with Afgan Civilian Casuality reports from the Taliban, they have had to back off "Massacre" talk in Palestine.

Not to mention them jumping the gun on the treatement of Afgan prisnors held by the US.

Its pathetic how how quick they are to judge based on the word of the enemy.

 

[shiner]

Well all I can say is that it's time to join THE ALICE'S RESTERAUNT ANTI-MASSACRE MOVEMENT!

This song is called "Alice's Restaurant." It's about Alice and the
resteraunt, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant; that's
just the name of the song, and that's why I call the song "Alice's Resteraunt."

You can get anything you want at Alice's Resteraunt. You can get anything you
want at Alice's Resteraunt. Walk right in, it's around the back, just a half
a mile from the railroad track; you can get anything you want at Alice's
Resteraunt.

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago--two years ago, on Thanksgiving, when
my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant.

But Alice doesn't live IN the resteraunt, she lives in the church nearby the
resteraunt, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Fancha, the dog.

And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs where
the pews used to be, and havin' all that room (seein' as how they took out all
the pews), they decided that they didn't have to take out their garbage for a
long time.

We got up there and found all the garbage in there and we decided that it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump.

So we took the half-a-ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW microbus,
took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction, and headen on toward the
city dump.

Well, we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across the dump sayin',
"THIS DUMP IS CLOSED ON THANKSGIVING," and we'd never heard of a dump closed
on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes, we drove off into the
sunset lookin' for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one till we came to a side road, and off the side of the road
was another fifteen-foot cliff, and at the botton of the cliff was another
pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile was better than two little
piles, and rather than bring that one up, we decided to throw ours down.
That's what we did.

Drove back to the church, had a Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
went to sleep, and didn't get up until the next morning, when we got a phone
call from Officer Obie. He said, "Kid, we found your name on an envelope at
the bottom of a half ton of garbage and I just wanted to know if you had any
information about it."

And I said, "Yes sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie. I put that envelope
under that garbage." After speakin' to Obie for about forty-five minutes on
the telephone, we finally arrived at the truth of the matter and he said that
we had to go down and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak
to him at the Police Officer Station. So we got in the red VW microbus with
the shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
Police Officer Station.

Now, friends, there was only one of two things that Obie could've done at the
Police Officer Station, and the first was that he could've give us a medal
for bein' so brave and honest on the telephone (which wan't very likely, and
we didn't expect it).

And the other thing was that he could've bawled us out and never to be seen'
drivin' garbage around in the vicinity again, which is what we expected.

But when we got to the Police Officer Station, there was a THIRD possibility
that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was both immediately arrested,
handcuffed, and I said, "Obie, I can't pick up the garbage with these here
handcuffes on."

He said: "Shut up, Kid, and get in the back of the patrol car." And that's
what we did--sat in the back of the patrol car, and drove to the quote
SCENE OF THE CRIME unquote.

I wanna tell you 'bout the town of Stockbridge, Massachusetts, where this
is happenin'. They got three stop signs, two police officers, and one
police car, but when we got to the scene of the crime, there was FIVE
police officers and THREE police cars, bein' the biggest crime of the last
fifty years and everybody wanted to get in the newspaper story about it.

And they was usin' up all kinds of cop equipment that they had hangin'
around the Police Officer Station. They was takin' plaster tire tracks,
footprints, dog-smellin' prints, and they took twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored
glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of
each one explainin' what each one was, to be
used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach, the getaway, the
northwest corner, the southwest corner--and that's not to mention the aerial
photography!

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was gonna put us in
a cell. He said, "Kid--I'm gonna put you in a cell. I want your wallet and
your belt."

I said, "Obie, I can understand your wantin' my wallet, so I don't have any
money to spend in the cell, but what do you want my belt for?" And he said,
"Kid, we don't want any hangin's."

I said. "Obie, did you think I was gonna hang myself for litterin'?" Obie said
he was makin' sure, and, friends, Obie was, 'cause he took out the toilet seat
so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown.
And he took out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars, roll the toilet
paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie was makin'
sure.

It was about four or five hours later that Alice--(remember Alice? There's
a song about Alice) Alice came by and, with a few nasty words to Obie on the
side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back to the church, had another
Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat.

And didn't get up until the next mornin' when we all had to go to court. We
walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one,
sat down.

Man came in, said "All rise!" We all stood up, and Obie stood up with the
twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored glossy pictures, and the judge walked in, sat
down, with a seein' eye dog and HE sat down. We sat down.

Obie looked at the seein' eye dog--then at the twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored
glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of
each one and began to cry.

Because Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge
wasn't gonna look at the twenty-even 8 x 10 coloered glossy pictures with the
circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what
each one was, to be used as evidence against us.

And we was fined fifty dollars and had to pick up the garbage--in the snow.
But that's not what I'm here to tell you about. I'm here to talk about the
draft.

They got a buildin' down in New York City called Whitehall Street, where you
walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected, neglected and
selected!

I went down and got my physical examination one day, and I walked in, sat
down (got good and drunk the night before, so I looked and felt my best when
I went in the mornin', 'cause I wanted to look like the All-American-Kid from
New York City.

I wanted to BE the All-American Kid from New York and I walked in, sat down.
I was hung down, brung down, hung up and all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly
things.

And I walked in, I sat down, they gave me a piece of paper that said: Kid, see
the psychiatrist, Room 604.

I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I wanna kill. I wanna kill! I wanna see
blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth! Eat dead, burnt bodies! I
mean: Kill, Kill!"

And I started jumpin' up and down, yellin', "KILL! KILL!" and he started
jumpin' up and down with me, and we was both jumpin' up and down yellin',
"KILL, KILL!"

And the sergeant came over, pinned a medal on me, sent me down the hall, said,
"You're our boy!" Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall, gettin' more injections, inspections, detections,
neglections, and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me at the thing
there, and I was there for two hours--three hours--four hours--

I was there for a long time goin' through all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly
things, and I was just havin' a tough time there, and they was inspectin',
injectin' every single part of me, and they was leavin' no part untouched!

Proceeded through, and I finally came to see the very last man. I walked in,
sat down, after a whole big thing there. I walked up, and I said, "What do you
want?" He said, "Kid, we only got one question: Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of Alice's Resteraunt Massacre with full
orchestration and five-part harmony and stuff like that, and other phenomenon.

He stopped me right there and said, "Kid, have you ever been to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored
glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of
each one--

He stopped me right there and said, "Kid I want you to go over and sit down on
that bench that says 'Group W.' Now, kid!"

And I walked over to the bench there, and there's--Group W is where they put
you if you may not be MORAL enough to join the army after committin' your
special crime.

There was all kinds of mean, nasty and ugly-lookin' people on the bench there
--there was mother rapers--father-stabbers, father-rapers! FATHER-RAPERS
sittin' right there on the bench next to me!

And they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible and crime fightin' guys were
sittin' there on the bench, and the meaniest, ugliest, nastiest one--the
meanest father-raper of them all--was comin' over to me.

And he was mean and nasty and horrible and all kinds of things, and he sat
down next to me. He said, "Kid, what'd you get?"

I said, "I didn't get nothin'. I had to pay fifty dollars and pick up the
garbage." He said, "What were you arrested FOR, kid?" and I said,
"Litterin'."

And they all moved away from me on the bench there, with the hairy eyeball and
all kinds of mean, nasty things, till I said, "And creatin' a nuisance."

And they all came back, shook my hand and we had a great time on the bench
talkin' about crime, mother-stabbin', father-rapin', --all kinds of groovy
things that we was talkin' about on the bench, and everything was fine.

We was smokin' cigarettes and all kinds of things, until the sergeant came
over, had some paper in his hand, held it up and said:

"KIDTHISPIECEOFPAPERSGOTFORTYSEVENWORDSTHIRTYSEVENSENTENCESFIFTYEIGHT
WORDSWEWANTTOKNOWTHEDETAILSOFTHECRIMETHETIMEOFTHECRIMEANDANYOTHER
KINDOFTHINGYOUGOTOSAYPERTAININGTOANDABOUTTHECRIMEWEWANTTOKNOWTHE
ARRESTINGOFFICERSNAMEANDANYOTHERTHINGYOUGOTTOSAY--"

And he talked for forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said.
But we had fun fillin' out the forms and playin' with the pencils on the
bench there. I filled out the Massacre with the four-part harmony.

Wrote it down there just like it was and everything was fine. And I put down
my pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there--on the other side
--in the middle of the other side--

Away from everything else on the other side--in parenthese-capital letters--

quoted-read the following words: "Kid, have you rehabilitated yourself?"

I went over to the sergeant. I said, "Sergeant, you got a lot of God-dammed
gall to ask me if I've rehabilitated myself! I mean--I mean-- that you send--
I'm sittin' here on the bench--

I mean I'm sittin' here on the Group W bench, 'cause you want to know if I'm
moral enought to join the army, burn women, kids, houses and villages after
bein' a litterbug."

He looked at me and said, "Kid, we don't like your kind! We're gonna send your
fingerprints off to Washington." And, friends, somewhere in Washington,
enshrined in some folder, is a study in black and white of my fingerprints.

And the only reason I'm singin' you the song now is 'cause you may know
somebody in a similiar situation. Or YOU may be in a similiar situation, and
if you're in a situation like that, there's only one thing you can do:

Walk into the shrink whenever you are, just walk in, say, "Shrink--

You can get anything you want at Alice's Resteraunt."

--and walk out. You know, if one person, just one person does it, they may
think he's really sick and they won't take him.

And if two people do it--in harmony--they may thing they're both FAGGOTS and
they won't take either of them. And if THREE people do it! Can you imagine
three people walkin' in, singin' a bar of "Alice's Resteraunt" and walkin'
out? They might think it's an ORGANIZATION!

And can you im agine FIFTY people a day? I said FIFTY people a day--walkin' in
singin' a bar of "Alice's Restaurant" and walkin' out? Friends, they may think
it's a MOVEMENT, and that's what it is:

THE ALICE'S RESTERAUNT ANTI-MASSACRE MOVEMENT!

and all you gotta do to join is to sing it the next time it comes around on the
guitar. With feelin':

You can get anything you want at Alice's Resteraunt, exceptin' Alice,
You can get anything you want at Alice's Resteraunt;
Walk right in, it's around the back, just a half a mile from the railroad
track;
You can get anything you want at Alice's Resteraunt.

 

[Jimbo]

Do you want to condense that down to some form of an executive summary?

 

[shiner]

<< Do you want to condense that down to some form of an executive summary? >>


Can't be done. Some things you just have to read.

 

[PlatinumGold]

Face it. the Europeans just can't accept that the US is the only world power left. They are sooo resentful of the accomplishments of the US over the last 200 years. Europeans want the US to look bad every opportunity they get.

 

[Texmaster]

<< Face it. the Europeans just can't accept that the US is the only world power left. They are sooo resentful of the accomplishments of the US over the last 200 years. Europeans want the US to look bad every opportunity they get. >>



Dead on Accurate.

 

[StormRider]

All I can say is "Thank God" it now seems there wasn't really a massacre. I didn't think the Israelis would do that but I was beginning to get worried about it.

Here's a link to an interesting interview from one of the Palestinian fighter caught in Jenin. It talks about the battle.

Jenin Battle

 

[Texmaster]

<< All I can say is "Thank God" it now seems there wasn't really a massacre. I didn't think the Israelis would do that but I was beginning to get worried about it.

Here's a link to an interesting interview from one of the Palestinian fighter caught in Jenin. It talks about the battle.

Jenin Battle >>



Great Article!!! Thanks for sharing.

Now, where are all the apologies from the Palestinian supporters who bought into the Massacre LIE?

 

[Bulk Beef]

This is another example of a sensational media jumping all over anything that might be a story. As if the truth isn't dramatic enough.

 

[Texmaster]

<< This is another example of a sensational media jumping all over anything that might be a story. As if the truth isn't dramatic enough. >>



exactly

 

[bandXtrb]

I think it makes more sense if you belive everyone is doing whats in their own best interests. Let's say the US is doing what is in its own best interests, and so are the Europeans, Israelis, Palestineans and the media.

Now that I consider that each party has its own agenda, its easy to understand why they do what they do. Israel thinks a good defense is a good offense, Palestineans want to fuel the rage against Israel, and the media wants to make money.

 

[Nitemare]

Just because one person does not see it does not mean that it did not happen. That fighter was in a "refugee" camp that housed over 15,000 people. He could not be everywhere at once. He acknowledged this and admitted that he smelled the stench of death.

I'm going to withhold judgement until after the UN fact finders are finished and have made a report. I'm "guessing" that each side fudged the numbers. Supposedly this camp has always been a hotbed of terrorist activities, thus it would not really surpise me if their were 200 Palestinian fighters there. In any war there is going to be civilian casualties. You just have to determine what percentage of the actual bodycount belonged to civilians.

Either way Israel has had enough time to coverup alot will be the arguement presented by the Palestinian side. While the Israel side will say that you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.

<---is numb to the whole situation now

 

[Athanasius]

Unfortunately, cmin7 touches on a key insight. Understanding this takes us a long way, but the rush to which some go to believe the worst of someone else is a sad state of affairs.

Acting in one's perceived self-interest explains a lot, but not everything. What possible self-interest does it serve certain Europeans and (to a lesser extent) Americans to rush to believe that the israelis committed a bloody massacre when the evidence was as of yet highly disputable. I understand that the word "Massacre" sells papers and makes profits. But why are some so quick to believe "massacre" when it is applied to "X" group and so quick to insist on "gathering more data" and "understanding the perpetrators' point of view" when it applies to "Y" group?

When we rush to believe the worst, we often fail to act in our own best interests, because we quickly make ourselves look like fools. So there is more than self-interest at work in many cases. There are more primal forces at work in our prejudices/pre-judgings.

<< Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices in the truth >>

Paraphrased, that means that a benevolent person does not rush to believe the worst but rather willingly sympathizes with whatver is actually true because only the truth can deliver us from ourselves.

 

[Red Dawn]

<< really get sick and tired of the European and some American press that simply love to take the enemy's word for casualities and atrocities and act as if its true. >>

Since when have the Palestinians become out enemy?

Anyway, I hope the reports about a massacre are wrong and it was just propaganda.

 

[Jimbo]

<< Since when have the Palestinians become out enemy? >>


I took the hint when they were dancing in the street on Sept. 11

 

[Nitemare]

<<

<< Since when have the Palestinians become out enemy? >>


I took the hint when they were dancing in the street on Sept. 11 >>



Wasn't that tape proven to have been made years ago

 

[Harvey]

Tex -- << "Massacre" Talk in Palestine same Mindless Dribble... >>

First, the word you want is drivel, not dribble. Second, it's just as pathetic to see pro-Isrealis jumping to their defense when we don't have the facts. The press has been kept far away from being able to witness what actually did happen.

Now, the U.N. is finally getting some people in there to see if we can learn the truth. There has been enough wrong by both sides that I want to hear what they have to say before I draw any conclusions about who did what to whom.

 

[freegeeks]

Texmaster

You really hate Europe -- don't you -- come on, admit it -- you almost hate us as much as you hate the Palestinians
I think it's something in your genes


the crap you post is a pure waist of already limited bandwith for non subscribing users like myself

 

[Amused]

<< Texmaster

You really hate Europe -- don't you -- come on, admit it -- you almost hate us as much as you hate the Palestinians
I think it's something in your genes


the crap you post is a pure waist of already limited bandwith for non subscribing users like myself >>



What simplistic nonsense. Tex's reaction is just that, a REACTION to European opinions and actions regarding the US. I'll place money on the fact that previous to European badmouthing of the US Tex had no opinion either way on Europe, or had a positive opinion about them.. Before the last few years I was fairly positive in my opinion of Europe. But that is changing, and it has everything to do with their actions and opinions in regard to my country.

 

[Red Dawn]

<< I took the hint when they were dancing in the street on Sept. 11 >>

Yeah and Arafat unleashed his Police on them resulting in a few of them getting killed (the jubilant Morons)

 

[Jimbo]

<< Wasn't that tape proven to have been made years ago? >>


Only if you believe the Arab Propaganda Machine.
LINK

 

[WarCon]

I just love Europeans, even when they have nothing good to say about American's and lots of bad. They are such wonderful people, they treat Synagogues with such reverance and never have anything bad to say about others.

And there was so much warm support from our "allies" on 9/11. Just have to love that U.N. also.

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Smarmycasm.

I personally have nothing against any individuals from any country until they prove themselves to be an @ss, but from a lets be friends point of view, NO THANKS. Edited to remove pointless accusation.

 

[freegeeks]

What simplistic nonsense

my simplistic nonsense is just a response to his simplistic nonsense

a lot of right-wing americans on this forum just can't have it that there is a slightly different view on some things by europeans
the only thing they do is start the flagwaving

 

[PistachioByAzul]

I think all the violence and illwill in the world is fueled by deeply rooted sub-concious feelings of sexual frustration in men anyway, hah.

I think it makes more sense if you belive everyone is doing whats in their own best interests.

Basically.

 

[fatalbert]

<< I think all the violence and illwill in the world is fueled by deeply rooted sub-concious feelings of sexual frustration in men anyway, hah.

I think it makes more sense if you belive everyone is doing whats in their own best interests.

Basically. >>




the bigger d!ck foreign policy at work