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| 4/14/03 When i need to think i go to a little diner that my brother victor and i use to go to, as a rule no earlier than 4am. As I make my way there after some late night shopping I stop to get a post-gazette. The man at the 7/11 informs me even though it is three am that mondays paper has not yet hit the stand. I must have flashed a great sense of disappointment because he proceeded in giving me sundays paper for free. funny, people are always giving me stuff. As I settle into the diner for italian toast and coffee I am offended by the spin on the war and the cartoon like announcement that Billy Graham's son is going into Iraq with all his resources to help re-build iraq. It was reported that more Iraqi's have died during the aftermath of " liberation" than during the war-no clean water, no electricity and bombed out hospitals. even the worlds oldest museum was looted, almost a means of self-ethnic cleaning-where 4 religions claim that civilization started at the tigris and Euphrates the scene looks like st. john's vision of the end of the war. And now it is reported that the U.S. might go to war with syria because that might be where Saddam transferred his weapons of mass destruction. the marines have been informed their stay in iraq is indefinite.. Finally my italian toast arrives it smells like a freshly baked loaf of italian bread like grandma molly use to make. I raise my tired eyes to the waitress her eyes fly open and she takes a step back. She regains her equilibrium and says, you are victors brother...then she stops herself, pauses and disinterest asks if i want more coffee. Seems folk don't want the responsibility of remembering. so goes the crisis- orientation of the peace movement as numbers drastically drop (london expected 1/4 of a million but after the corporate media's" liberation hype", only 20,000 showed up). folk move onto anything but following thru with the much needed work of peace and the war goes on... vincent
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