Torture

The current tsk tsking by some on whether to approve Gina Haspel as Director of the CIA reminds me of my post of August 7, 2014, which reflected on “Torture.”  Let’s say your spouse, your two daughters, your son and your four grandchildren have been kidnapped by [insert your choice of “Bad Guys“]. Your family has been beaten and abused.  Your daughters raped.  A grandchild butchered.  The rest are stuffed into an air-locked room. The air runs out in 12 hours. 11:59:59. 11:59:58.

One of the bad guys has been captured and knows where the air-locked room is. It’s 30 minutes away. Somewhere. The bad guy is seated in front of you. Tied to a chair. And when you ask him where the room is – he smirks and says %&#*x!.  “Gimme water.”  And he demands some food.

Now there are some who would shrug and go get a pitcher of water and a ham and cheese sandwich for the guy. “Not ham – lamb — you idiot.  And don’t forget the chipsAnd Oreos.”  But I’m sure that some of us, given a scenario that is this close to home, might narrow their eyes. And think how can I get this information?  I must save my family.  I heard Mr. Obama state casually that America had “tortured some folks” and that it’s “wrong.”  I wonder if confronted by the above situation, Mr. Obama might react differently. 

I’m not here to posit a moral judgment either way.  But simply to raise the question.  What would you do if your entire family had 12 hours to live?  How far would you go?  If you had the chance to save them.  Or save someone else’s family?  Using “enhanced interrogation.”  What if you had the chance to save 3,300 people from being incinerated?  A hundred thousand.   It is a tough question until it walks in your door.  And sits down at the table in front of you.  Blood on his hands.  Grins.  And spits at you.  What would YOU do?  The clock is ticking. . . . .      

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Animals

In Pakistan, 145 students (mostly Muslim children) are slaughtered by the Taliban. And the civilized world calls the perpetrators “animals.” In Western Iraq, 322 men, women and children (all Muslim) are massacred by ISIS and dumped into a well.  And we call the perpetrators “animals.” In the Syrian town of Abu Hamam, ISIS assassins murder every male over the age of 15. More than 700 victims. And the media calls the perpetrators “animals.”  In France – Islamic radicals just murdered 17  And the world decries the “animals” who did this.  Thousands killed by Al-Qaeda in Pakistan.  Thousands exterminated by Boko Haram in Nigeria. And let’s no forget 9/11.  Mercy – when will this madness stop? 

When you read and hear – day after painful and sickening day – of massacres and horror beyond belief perpetrated by Muslim extremists (and their insatiable craving for more blood), one comes to the conclusion that some people really are “animals.”   Yet using that term is an insult to a lot of respectable dogs, cats, lions, frogs, turtles, porpoise, jellyfish and pigs.  These “people” are worse than “animals.”  These “animals” are rabid.  And we all know what we do with rabid animals.  They are destroyed.  I don’t think even the ASPCA or PETA would object. . . .   

Torture

Your wife (or husband), your two daughters, your son and your four grandchildren have been kidnapped by [insert your choice of “Bad Guys”]. Your family has been beaten and abused.  Your daughters raped.  All are put into an air-locked room. The air runs out in 12 hours. 11:59:59. 11:59:58 . . . . .

One of the bad guys has been captured and knows with precision where the air-locked room is. It’s 30 minutes away. Somewhere. The bad guy is seated in front of you. Tied to a chair. And when you ask him where the room is – he smirks and says %&#*x!.  And he asks for a glass of water. And demands some food.

Now there are some who would shrug and be resigned that their family would be wiped out in a few hours. And go get a pitcher of water and a ham and cheese sandwich for the guy. “Not ham – lamb you %#&^*x!  – and don’t forget the chips.” But I’m sure that many of us, given a scenario that is this close to home, might narrow their eyes. And start thinking how can I get this information. I need to save my family.  I just heard Mr. Obama state casually that America had “tortured some folks” and that it’s wrong.  I wonder if confronted by this situation, Mr. Obama might react differently. 

I’m not here to posit a moral judgment either way.  But simply to raise the question of — what would you do if your family was in harm’s way?  How far would you go?  What if you had the chance to save your whole family or someone else’s family?  With “enhanced interrogation.”  What if you had the chance to save 3,300 people from being incinerated?  Let’s say your whole family is in that group.   It is a tough question until it walks in your door.  And sits down at the table in front of you.  The answer may be a simple one.  With an asterisk.  You tell me.