June 20, 2007, - 10:00 am
By Debbie Schlussel
Awwww. How touching. The murderous Islamic terrorists held at Guantanamo Bay have a new book of poetry out.
You see, they aren’t really bad people, after all. Because they write about serenity, hearts, dreams, loneliness, and love. And real terrorists would nevah evah do that. Right?
Today’s Wall Street Journal reports that “Poems From Guantanamo: The Detainees Speak”–an 84-page anthology of terrorist poetry–will be published in August by the University of Iowa Press. OH. Now I get why the same University–University of Iowa–spent all last week, using your tax dollars to attack me, lie, and train public school teachers to become more sensitive to terrorists. This is part of a whole campaign.
According to the Journal, the University is publishing the book to
give readers an unusual glimpse into the emotional lives of the largely nameless and faceless prisoners there.
Adolf Eichmann is bummed out, looking up from his perch in hell. Damn. If only he’d thought of this, he might have died in peace instead of being executed for crimes against humanity.
What’s next–”Gitmo Terrorists Do James Taylor and John Denver Covers”? I think that should be in the revised Al-Qaeda training manual under “What to do When You Get Caught.”
So, who was the far-left terrorist butt-kisser that thought of this great flowers-and-mirth terrorists-are-sensitive-girlie-men-who-wouldn’t-hurt-a-fly-but-love-butterflies campaign?
The collection, translated from Arabic, was compiled by Marc Falkoff, a defense lawyer with a literary bent. Mr. Falkoff, who got a Ph.D. in English before he went to law school, represents 17 Yemeni prisoners at Guantanamo Bay, and he dedicated the book to his clients, describing them in the inscription as “my friends inside the wire.”
“My friends inside the wire”? Puh-leeze. Let’s send them and him on a camping trip on a deserted island . . . and see if they’re still his friends (and if Falkoff is still alive) after they’re done with him.
In the summer of 2005, he received a poem with a religious theme from one of his clients, Abdulsalam Ali Abdulrahman al-Hela. A few weeks later, a second client, Adnan Farhan Abdul Latif, sent him a poem called “The Shout of Death.” Both men are accused of belonging to al Qaeda.
Yes, we’ve already heard “The Shout of Death.” It’s actually a gurgle–you know, the gurgle we heard from Nick Berg as he was being sliced to death; the same gurgle we’ve heard from so many others so brutally murdered by these new Al-Qaeda poets’ comrades.
The two had included the poems in their regular letters to Mr. Falkoff, which are by military regulation first sent to a government facility near Washington to be reviewed by security officials. The two poems remain classified.
Intrigued, Mr. Falkoff emailed other Guantanamo Bay lawyers to ask whether any of them had clients who wrote poems. They did. Mr. Falkoff began putting together his collection.
Commander J.D. Gordon, a Defense Department spokesman has it right about this new-found Jim-Croce-style terrorist propaganda:
While a few detainees at Guantanamo Bay have made efforts to author what they claim to be poetry, given the nature of their writings they have seemingly not done so for the sake of art. They have attempted to use this medium as merely another tool in their battle of ideas against Western democracies.
The Journal adds that Gordon and the military are “absolutely” concerned that the poetry can be used to pass coded messages to other terrorists. So why the heck are they allowing this? If they really want to express their feminine sides through art, tell them to remake Minnie Riperton’s “Lovin’ You is Easy ‘Cuz Your Beautiful.” La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la . . . . Now that would be appropriate.
Oh, and by the way, one of the terrorist poets laureate at Gitmo is Sami al Haj, an Al-Jazeera cameraman has been held at Guantanamo Bay since 2002 on suspicion of aiding Al-Qaeda terrorists. His “poetry”:
When I heard pigeons cooing in the trees/Hot tears covered my face; When the lark chirped, my thoughts composed/A message for my son.
Aw. A lot of people wish they could send messages to their son’s. but they can’t because Mr. Al-Haj’s terrorist buddies murdered their sons.
The Journal reports that most of the poems are political messages against the Bush Administration, including more from Al-Haj:
America, you ride on backs of orphans/and terrorize them daily; I am a captive, but the crimes are my captors’.
I think I like Minnie Riperton better.
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