Providing the petrol for slaughter

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Picture the scene. I’m in a room with, let’s say, ten friends. (Yes, Virginia, that may stretch your imagination but I’m talking hypothetical here. Of course I don’t have ten friends).  So we’re sitting there conversing when in rushes a red-eyed , wild-looking man. “Help me!” he shouts. So myself and friends enquire how we can do this. “I’m trying to get down to Dublin to kill a man, but while I have a car – and a gun – I don’t have money for petrol. If you and your friends pitched in say £1 each, it would solve my problem.”  So we look at each other, put our hands in our pockets, give the man £11 and wish him God speed on his murderous quest. Next morning, the papers are full of it – a red-eyed wild-looking man has gunned down a  man in Dublin.

Question:  Am I and my mates in any way complicit in this killing? Of course we are. We didn’t pull the trigger but we did facilitate the killing by providing petrol, or cash for petrol.

Now consider the invasion of Iraq in 2003.  The MPs in London didn’t actually go out to Iraq and bomb and shoot tens of thousands of people. But they did make it possible – they facilitated Tony Blair on his ill-fated assault.  Those MPs who voted for the invasion, one and all, were complicit in mass slaughter.

I know I’m in danger of becoming a bore about this, but why has none of the media seen fit to confront these MPs with the consequences of their actions?  Tony Blair has had his feet held to the fire – which is not the same thing as being sent to jail, I know. But he has been the subject of a great deal of criticism, to the point where I almost feel sorry for him. The fact is, there were many hands lent to what we all knew would be a futile enterprise. But all of the unionist MPs of the day – to take only the group we’re most concerned with – voted in favour of invasion. Like myself and my hypothetical friends,  they made it possible for soldiers and airmen to be sent half-way round the world, where over a hundred of them would be killed, even as they sought to carry out the instructions of their political masters.

If my friends and I would expect an avalanche of media criticism, if we’d conspired in the death of one person,  shouldn’t our MPs be held responsible for having conspired in the deaths of hundreds of thousands?

The silence is deafening.

7 Responses to Providing the petrol for slaughter

  1. Kevin Corrigan July 7, 2016 at 4:28 pm #

    How about each of us as we fill our cars with Petrol (gas).

  2. truthrevisionist July 7, 2016 at 6:41 pm #

    Jude

    ‘But he has been the subject of a great deal of criticism, to the point where I almost feel sorry for him’

    Duh… ?

    Have you lost it man ?

    Stalin – has been the subject of a great deal of criticism…….

  3. billy July 7, 2016 at 6:54 pm #

    its history now.look what the brits done here and their lining up to shake lizzies paw.

  4. Mark July 7, 2016 at 7:11 pm #

    What I found most disconcerting in this was the response yesterday of Kevin Maguire, a journalist whom I hold in some regard, all he could bleat about was the 179 brit. personnel who were killed during their invasion and occupation of Iraq.
    Not once did he mention the ten’s of thousands of indigenous Iraqis put to death by theirs and foreign forces. This reminded me of a former RUC member I knew who had served in the brit forces in Iraq who told us how what they had done had bettered the situation for ordinary Iraqis, I asked him, but, surely now more are dying than were killed by Saddam’s regime, he denied this could be possible, despite having been on the ground and observing first hand, despite his denial I questioned him further, he referred me to ‘you tube’ then very young internet sensation, on which to watch contributions from Iraqi civilians telling the world how relieved they were brit’s invaded, and upset, their constitutional arrangement. I recall telling him I could not agree, nothing has changed except, my belief that the war against stability in the middle east and north Africa was wrong is proved correct by this report.

  5. JoemEireannach July 7, 2016 at 9:27 pm #

    And what about FF FG Labour handing over Shannon airport?

  6. Ryan July 7, 2016 at 10:19 pm #

    The Project for the new American century (drew up in the late 1990’s) clearly states that many countries should be invaded in the new century (year 2000’s) and one of those that was on that list was Iraq. Only people who listen to the mainstream media still believe that the 9/11 attacks in New York was done by Jihadist terrorists. It was clearly an inside job used for an excuse to invade the likes of Afghanistan and then Iraq.

    Any MP who voted for the Iraq War has blood on their hands. They have the blood of over a million Iraqis on their hands and they should be trialled in a court of law but we all know there’s more chance of Nelson McCausland converting to Catholicism and becoming a Catholic Priest than any MP (or Tony Blair) ever seeing the inside of a prison cell for their crime.

    Unionist MP’s voted for the War in Iraq because it flattered their own egos. It made them feel important. They felt good being amongst the “Big Boys” in Parliament deploying the British Army to invade yet another country (how many is that now?…). It made them feel that little bit more “British”……

  7. Perkin Warbeck July 8, 2016 at 8:31 am #

    Down here in the Free Southern Stateen, Esteemed Blogmeister, we were blessed with having not three but two politicians with close links to the UUP on the rarefied Eire airwaves. Both of them had soldiered with no small distinction in the sandy row known as the Invasion of Iraq.

    First up was Douglas Ricardo Beattie, the UUP MLP for Upper Bann man.

    With unabated breath one sat on the edge of one’s favourite Queen Anne chair as he was being interviewed on Today at One on that Free Southern Stateen equivalent of the romper room in Hollywood Barracks: the RTE studios.

    There were two reasons for this clear and present danger to one’s nervous system.

    1.As the guest was ‘born in a barracks’ as it were, his father being in the Military, the Boy Beattie, grew up handling arms. Indeed, at the early age of 15 summers while showing a schoolboy friend a pistol which his father had for his own personal protection, the gun accidentally went off. Sadly, his friend was shot in the head, but happily, survived.

    Thus, The Perkin’s fear that the well-meaning, well-spoken guest might be pressurized into, as the phrase has it, ‘shoot himself in the foot’ given the grim, bostile ambiance of the broadcasting milieu.

    2. For, the designated host was none other than the formidable Richard Crowley, aka ‘the crack hack interrogator who makes his suspects crack’. Now, RC’s default position is that of the rumbling grumble deep in his larynx; hence the nickname for which he is widely regarded with deep affection:

    -Growly Crowley.

    This default position, when confronted by elected Shinners and others of a militaristic stripe, goes up a notch or 31 even as he morphs into:

    -Screech Owly Crowley.

    On this occasion however it soon transpired that such apprehension was misplaced: by the end of the touching interrogation, oops, interview, the Hollywood-star of RTE had transmogrified himself into:

    -Throw in the Towely Crowley.

    One knows this because such was the growth in the interviewee’s confidence from a Beduoin-tentative beginning to an assertive ending that he had gone from being ‘very proud of the compassion and gentleness’ of the men under his command to being ‘extremely proud’ of same.

    -How they took great consideration and care not to bury the dead by pointing their feet towards Mecca.

    That sorta thingy. Also then, this revealing if somewhat belated realisation from a Military Cross-bearer of the B.A.:

    -You just can’t go into a country, take it over and dismantle its structures without consequences.

    Hmmmm.

    Such was the purr of non-demurrance which emanated from the other side of the microphone that one tended to sense it sounded something along the lines of :

    -Oooh, ir, up the RIR, ooh ir, up the RIR.

    But that might well have been merely a delayed flight of fancy on the part of this particular listener.

    One geographical inaccuracy in particular, however, did catch one’s ear. The former Regimental Sergeant Major of the Royal Irish Regiment stated that Iraq was where The Garden of Eden was once thought to be located.

    This, alas, is a topographical error, one which seems to have dogged the pawprints of the dogs of war in the desert.

    A telling indication of how slipshod and sadly lacking their preparations must have been. Their relevant military reading obviously did not include the detailed boots on the ground report of a land surveyor by the name of Percy French. He it was who included in this dispatch from the southern side of the Black Sow’s Dyke in Ulster as far back as the 1880s.:

    The Garden of Eden has vanished they say
    But I know the lie of it still
    Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
    And stop when half way to Cootehill.

    The obvious exclusion of Percy French’s publications from the pre-invasion studies of the RIR is all the more blatant especially considering that the civil engineering skill sets of PF also extended to the military field.

    Witness his eerily prophetic foretelling and precise portrait of the precursor of an ISIS warrior:

    -The Sons of the Prophet are hardy and bold
    And quite unaccustomed to fear
    But the bravest of these is a man, I am told
    Named Abdul Abulbul Amir.

    But, no matter how ill-prepared, ill-equipped, ill-disposed or indeed, ill were the RIR their scanty preparations paled beside the even scantier preparations of the rag, tag and cameltail preparations of their swarthy local opponents. Leaving Douglas Ricardo Beattie to conclude:

    -There was no pride or joy in fighting and killing such people.

    The deathless words of Roy The Warrior Keane also came to mind, words which he had thoughtfully pilfered, oops, borrowed from the bromides of best practice which used to adorn the top of the pages of the Hotspur,:

    -Fail to prepare, boy, and you prepare to fail, like.

    Later that day, over on the ‘rival’ radio station Newstalk fm another ‘person of interest’, one Colonel Timothy Thomas Cyril Collins, OBE (no relation – to Obi-wan Kenobe) aka Roy of the Land Rovers, was a guest on the George Hook Show.

    This was a markedly different broadcasting experience with no undercurrent of an grizzly grilling at all, at all. There was something in the even more civilized tone of this, erm, conversation which puzzled The Perkin for a spell.

    Till one experienced a light-bulb moment:

    As follows: an Old Boy of Inst. (Belfast) was the guest on the show of an Old Boy of PBC (Cork), two distinguished educational establishments where the main established religious instruction is in the oval-balled cult of Orthodox Rugga.

    Thus, the reason why one got the impression (indelible) as to why the calm on-air chat came across as being bookended by two vastly more important debates between Grubber-kicking Collins and the Hooker par Excellence .

    The fore and aft off-air topic being, of course, of far more gravitas and thus, one imagines, a deal more heated, one suspects:

    -Should Paddy Jackson of Ulster be the first choice partner of Conor Murray of Munster for the upcoming season of Shoulder to Shoulder Soldiering ?