
By Troy Brownfield
End of March '02 Edition
03.28.02
Consider this article a little spring cleaning...
"More single... than yesterday..."
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Dealing with it: There's been a lot of talk on the
news and all public quarters lately about how "we" need to
deal with the terrorist problem. Obviously, the Bush administration
has identified the targets that they believe need to be addressed.
Some channels we're taking, such as Cheney's recent visit
to the Middle East, are diplomatic. On the other hand, we're
still discussing the concept of military force and rattling
the nuclear saber as a potential form of deterrence.
Here's my problem with that: invoking the specter of nuclear
apocalypse doesn't exactly brighten my day. True, the idea
of a massive exchange kept Hot War off the table during the
Cold War, but times are a little different. There are unquestionably
people out there who would think nothing of setting off a
device on American soil. What then, do we do to address this
in a way that makes foreign heads of state think twice about
looking the other way or supporting terror groups? What's
the first thing that we need to do?
Honestly? We need to get someone close enough, and pop Saddam
Hussein. No big invasion. No massive display of force. No
nukes. Just some Black Ops with their groove on and the urgent
desire to liquefy the gray matter of one of history's biggest
bastards. One of our operatives needs to get in range, tweak
the crosshairs, and put a bullet in his fucking head.
Why? Here's reasons.
#1: He's a dick. And I don't mean snaps you with a towel
in gym class or starts rumors that you sleep with a teddy
bear kind of dick. He's an invades-smaller-countries-for-their-oil,
tests-chemical-weapons-on-his-country's-minorities kind of
dick. A guy like that doesn't need a military at his disposal,
a country under his control, or any TV time. He needs 9mm
of steel and lead resting comfortably in his skull.
#2: That would be an example. You don't think so? What country
wouldn't think twice? Just tell their leaders, "Oh, you harbored
terrorists? Well, I'll tell you what. We won't hurt your borders,
your airports, your economy, your friends, your family, or
your dog. We'll just walk a guy up to you, put a muzzle against
your fucking forehead, and squeeze till all anyone in the
vicinity hears is abject shock, stifled screams, and the empty
clicking." I'm of the considered opinion that men in power
care about three things: their money, their dicks, and their
lives. It's harder to take a guy's money and his dick, so
letting the other countries know that you're ready to splatter
one guy just to make a point might be cause for them to step-up
those hard-target terrorist searches.
#3: The guy who succeeds Saddam would have some grounds for
thought wouldn't he? Seriously, if you got your position only
because the guy ahead of you got dropped like a sheet of acid
at a Phish show, you'd do whatever you could to keep your
melon in place.
Okay, so maybe it wouldn't solve the problem of rogue terror
cells operating without larger funding, but aside from Tim
McVeigh's type of crew, name one international terror cell
that doesn't get money or aid from some official group. It
might actually kick somebody into gear, and might actually
serve as some kind of warning.
And don't lecture me about how the U.S. can't play the world's
policeman. Back in 1776, no one wanted to play the big Irish
cop on the street corner of the world. We've ended up with
this role. No one in Europe (except Germany) really bitched
in 1917 when we showed up to help end World War I. No one
in Europe (except Germany, again, and later Japan) really
bitched when we showed up in World War II. It seems that for
a country that takes a lot of heat for getting involved, we're
asked to get involved a whole friggin' lot.
Maybe we've been cozy with Israel for a long time and that
bugged people. Maybe our presence in the Gulf War pissed some
people off. Or maybe they just don't like that we have cable
and let our women go to school. For whatever reason, the fact
of the matter is that the neighborhood bullies decided to
break some windows and somebody's gotta take 'em down. We
might have pounded one of the flunkies, but there's a whole
gang out there, and it ain't gonna stop until either a) everybody's
gotten their asses handed back to them, or b) enough asses
have been handed back to make the rest of the bullies get
the God damn point.
Perhaps whacking a head of state isn't the way to go. I don't
think that kicking off a game of nuclear beach volleyball
does anybody but the roaches much good either. All I'm saying
is that somebody made this our fight, and we should be willing
to get our hands dirty. Our history hasn't exactly been perfect,
considering little things like Salem, slavery, and what was
done to the Native Americans. I don't think dropping a dictator
or two is going to reduce us to time's greatest villains.
Hell, it might even do something crazy, like spur some reform
or internal policing that will, in the end, save the lives
of our soldiers and their civilians. Not really a bad trade
when you think about it.
Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke Got Beat, Beat, Beat: Mike
Davis rules. Stuck with the unenviable task of being the interim
coach after Bob Knight was dismissed from I.U., he proved
himself to be an effective leader. Now, in his first full
year as head coach, he's led his team to the dramatic one-point
overthrow of uber-fave Duke. Until then, Duke hadn't lost
a game in the tourney since 2000. That's fairly remarkable.
By the way, how did Texas Tech do in round one? (Okay, cheap
shot at the real Mr. Dennehey, but still, we Indiana residents
have to take our victories where we can get them, considering
that the Colts have become punk-asses, Isiah Thomas is making
me doubt that he could coach at the Boys Club, and the Ice
aren't exactly skating to stunning glory).
Stupid White Men: I rarely recommend books site unseen,
but definitely check out Michael Moore's latest, "Stupid White
Men". If you've been dozing, Moore has spent the last thirteen
years or so serving as the conscience of America. His documentaries,
TV series, and books look at how the regular guy keeps getting
screwed. Moore's current crusade is to bust the myth of Bush's
approval rating; in fact, he was addressing Enron in his manuscript
before the story became an everyday news concern. Learn more
at www.michaelmoore.com.
Britney and Justin: Since when did it become acceptable
for the nightly news to report on whether teeny-bopper pop
stars have broken up? I mean, okay, Britney flat-out admitted
in an interview that she's single now. Great. Fine. Whatever.
Just what makes it news? I will officially care that Britney
is single if: a) my wife and I ever split up and Britney decides
that she can't live without a man who collects comic books
and writes smarmy reviews, needing to spend hours a day drunkenly
wiggling naked on my lap while apologizing for her crappy
music and telling me over and over that yes, Bob Mould damn
sure should have sold more records, b) this means that she'll
do Playboy now, or c) well, a and b really.
That's all for now, kids. I'll be back after Easter.

Troy Brownfield is the Editor-in-Chief of Shotgun Reviews. He
wants to remind the overly sensitive that this column is satire.
Except for the parts about shooting Hussein in the head and
Britney wiggling on his lap. He meant those. Email him at psikotyk@aol.com.
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