Iraqi assembly lashes out at Arab reaction to stampede
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Baghdad: Iraq's parliament criticised fellow Arab states on Sunday for failing to mourn 1,000 Shiite pilgrims crushed in Baghdad last week, while some had found time and money to help Americans hit by Hurricane Katrina.
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Warnings went ignored as Bush slashed flood defence budget to pay for wars
Funding for flood prevention was slashed by 80 per cent, work on strengthening levees to protect the city was stopped for the first time in 37 years, and planning for housing stranded citizens and evacuating refugees from the Superdome were crippled "
Funding for flood prevention was slashed by 80 per cent, work on strengthening levees to protect the city was stopped for the first time in 37 years, and planning for housing stranded citizens and evacuating refugees from the Superdome were crippled "
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I was looking for a poem by Auden last night when I stumbled upon this one...which felt somehow in it's place among these September days..It is called September 1st, 1939...but we can change the years..the words remain heavy with meaning..sadly.
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I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-Second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.
On Fifty-Second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.
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Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again
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All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die
The entire poem is here
2 comments:
mashallah all ur posts r very informative. ur blog has become my cnn replacement. Thanks for all the link :)
Hi Jan6a, nice to see you around..I hope the links are helpful..a lot of them have been painful to read..please check all the links in the sidebar to the left (down the page) there is a lot more news there..
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