Saturday, November 17, 2007

The Jihad Next Door

The Jihad Next Door: The Lackawanna Six and Rough Justice in the Age of Terror - Dina Temple-Raston

I just finished this book last night. It was pretty interesting, it confirmed what I consider to be true, that our freedoms have been eroded away since 9/11.

The author had some problems with good writing that were hard for me to overlook - even when I glanced at the bibliography, I realized she had put in incorrect words - probably relied a bit to much on spell check. Funny how poor writing makes you wonder about the author's credentials. But her credentials are good, she just does not have someone read her work for its readability. Or if she does, they are not good at the job or do not feel they should correct her. It would be interesting to see how she would fare in some of my classes - she sure would not get an A if the prof was grading on all aspects of the paper. That does not mean that I am perfect, just that she isn't either. Not even close.

From Booklist
The Lackawanna Six, Yemeni American friends living in straitened circumstances outside Buffalo, New York, accepted Kamel Derwish as their mentor in the hope of becoming better Muslims, unaware of his involvement in the attack on the USS Cole and his role as an al-Qaeda recruiter. Temple-Raston, National Public Radio's FBI correspondent and a superbly gifted author, describes with a journalist's urgency and a novelist's sensibility Lackawanna's close-knit Yemeni community; the fateful journey of the six friends to Yemen, Pakistan, and Afghanistan; their frightening experiences at an al-Qaeda training camp; and the political frenzy surrounding their high-profile prosecution. As she sensitively portrays each of the five men currently behind bars, she reveals their dire naïveté and profound regrets, which stand in stark contrast to her revelations regarding the Bush administration's use of the Lackawanna case to bolster the Patriot Act and to justify the assassination of Derwish, an American citizen. Compelling and clarifying, Temple-Raston's invaluable exposé will stand as one illuminated chapter in a dark saga of governmental crimes and cover-ups. Seaman, Donna

Kirkus, August 1, 2007
"[A] well-wrought investigative report about six young Arab-Americans from western New York who stumbled into terrorism. NPR correspondent Temple-Raston... delves deeply into the lives of these residents of Lackawanna... An elegant examination of how the rules of justice have changed since 9/11."

Book Description
The acclaimed author of A Death In Texas tells the riveting, morally complex story of a group of young Yemeni-American men from an upstate New York steel town who may, or may not, have been America's first "sleeper cell."

They called themselves the Arabian Knights. They were six Yemeni-American friends, a gang of high-school soccer stars, a band of brothers on the grim side streets of Lackawanna's First Ward, just a stone's throw from Buffalo.

Later, people would argue about why they left western New York in the spring of 2001 to attend an al-Qaeda camp. Some said they traveled to Afghanistan to become America's first sleeper cell--terrorists slumbering while they awaited orders from on high. Others said that their ill-fated trip was a lark, an adventurous extension of their youthful wrestling with what it meant to be Muslim in America.

Dina Temple-Raston returns to Lackawanna to tell the story of a group of young men--born and brought up in small town America--who left otherwise unremarkable lives to attend an al-Qaeda camp. Though they sought to quietly slip back into their roles as middle class Americans, the 9/11 attacks made that impossible.

The Jihad Next Door is the story of pre-emptive justice in the age of terror. It follows a handful of ordinary men through an extraordinary time when Muslims in America are often instantly suspect, their actions often viewed through the most sinister lens.

About the Author
Dina Temple-Raston is the FBI correspondent for National Public Radio and the award-winning author of several books, including A Death in Texas, Justice in the Grass and In Defense of Our America. She lives in New York City.

Friday, November 16, 2007

Marc's favorite Youtube video

....and here it is! How a cat wakes us up in the morning:

The Newest in Automated Confessionals

My friend, Laura (from my classes at Ursuline), sent this to me. I thought I would save it here. Also, this is my experiment with putting a video into a blog. As you can see, it worked! Yipee!!!

I hunted down the Phillip Morris article he refers to in the one I posted earlier. Here it is.

Measuring morals in an immoral world - Phillip Morris

Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Phillip Morris
Plain Dealer Columnist

Moral proportionality is something with which I often wrestle. What is truly immoral?

I don't fully understand the calculus of injustice or the role that economics or proximity should play in calibrating rage.

It's taking me a while, for instance, to figure out the fury that accompanied the Michael Vick story. I originally approached that sordid story looking for a sense of proportion.

Wrong approach, I learned.

Yes, Vick sponsored fighting dogs and personally killed some of his losers. That's evil on both counts.

But what I didn't quite understand was why a vocal minority was able to elevate Vick's crimes to the top of the national agenda for weeks running, eclipsing other stories of significance.

Why did a powerful special interest group, People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, and the national media push this story as if it were the second coming?

One possible answer occurred to me over the weekend, while reading a story about rape in Africa. It's possible that we care more about American dogs than international women. (Perhaps that's because we believe we can save the dogs.)

Vick, of course, received saturation coverage solely because he was ridiculously accessible. He symbolized everything PETA abhorred and had the necessary celebrity to attract international media. He was low-hanging fruit.

Unfortunately, there is no convenient face to chronicle the epidemic of sadistic rape and murder occurring in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. There is no obvious target to damn.

There is no PETA-like group agitating for the Ethical Treatment of Congolese Women. So here in our Western, civilized setting, we largely ignore the rot coming out of Africa.

But our humanity shouldn't allow it.

A recent U.N. report chronicled the phenomenon of rape that has become a daily part of being female in the Central African nation. Congolese females - age doesn't matter - are being sexually attacked, and mutilated, in numbers that have never before been seen.

Females are frequently attacked by roving gangs in front of their families and in public. In some cases, males are forced to participate at gunpoint in the rape of their own daughters, mothers or sisters. In other cases, the males themselves are raped.

After the attacks, many of the women are killed or held as slaves. The attackers often wear the uniforms of the local police or government soldiers.

"The sexual violence in Congo is the worst in the world. The sheer numbers, the wholesale brutality, the culture of impunity - it's appalling," John Holmes, U.N. undersecretary-general for humanitarian affairs, says in the U.N. report.

There are few prosecutions and even fewer convictions.

Amnesty International has for years sounded the alarm on the Congo. And now the United Nations has weighed in with another mind-bending report.

As usual, these sick reports make one or two news cycles. Then we return our attention to the safety of our homes - and to the comfort of our dogs.

That's how we keep our sanity. Besides, Africa never seems to change.

The moral calculus says we must also remember the Congolese female, however. We work to save their valuable rain forest. Shouldn't we work to save their girls?

To reach Phillip Morris:

pfmorris@plaind.com, 216-999-5086


© 2007 The Plain Dealer
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Article from Columnist Phillip Morris in the PD 11.6.07

I am forever jumping on the social justice bandwagon. I just don't know what to do when I get there. A friend pointed out this article and to me it explains to those who say "why worry about what is happening over there, when there is so much going on over here" So, I thought I would put it on my page.

I know publishing someone else's article without permission is not kosher. However, since this "blog" is shared with no-one, I figured it would be OK. If not, maybe I can find a permanent link. Meanwhile, I added the link to my del.icio.us account so if I have to remove it, I might be able to send people to read it. Del.icio.us was one of the legal choices the Plain Dealer offered.

Atrocities stir young, fertile minds - Phillip Morris

Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Phillip Morris
Plain Dealer Columnist

I wrote about the phenomenon of sadistic rape in the Congo several weeks ago. The topic admittedly stretched the normal boundaries of a metro column. But only a few of you seemed to mind.

The general reaction to the terrifying notion that consensual sex is a rapidly fading notion in the Congo was met with three different responses, one of which is quite promising.

In no particular order:

Rank indifference:

"We can't get excited about [crime in] East Cleveland. Why should you expect us to respond to the Congo?" asked Bruce, a loyal reader.

Despair:

"Issues as large as the rape of a whole country of women daily confound me. What can we do?" Debbie asked in a note.

She pointed out that the country can solve a problem like the dog fighting of Atlanta Falcons Michael Vick. "We can fix him. We can take his money, his position, his good name. We have someone to punish."

But how do you fix Darfur, or AIDS, or racism, she asked.

Teenage action:

"Your article has informed me not only about the tragedies of the Congolese women but also of the whereabouts of the press," wrote Dominique, a ninth-grader at Cleveland's John Hay High School.

"I have now opened my eyes to news beyond my city's boundary." She wrote that her class is getting involved with stopthetraffik.org, which works toward stopping the growing crime of people trafficking.

Dominique's response is largely why I got into the column-writing business. Sparking thought is its own reward. Sparking a youngster into thinking about solutions is what makes this business my passion.

Dominique and her fellow classmates are using a social studies class to develop a world view. They are starting to explore the scope of responsible citizenship. They are beginning to fathom the idea that neighborliness extends beyond the realm of their familiarity.

They have challenged themselves to become educated and solution-oriented on the issue of modern-day slavery. That's exciting.

Too often, we underestimate the young. In public forums, we largely focus on their misbehavior or athleticism. As a society, we fail to cultivate their abilities to address our defining problems. We dumb them down and send them into the world better equipped to Google than to think.

"My main feeling about this [Congo] problem is anger," wrote Melanie, also a John Hay ninth-grader. "I'm so upset that there are serious problems going on in the world, and all the U.S. news can think about are Britney's rehab dates. What are they trying to hide from us?"

Melanie is starting to get it.

Part of saving our local children involves helping them realize that they are part of something much bigger than they can imagine. Once they're encouraged to care about a crime committed in Africa or a war committed in Iraq, perhaps they will begin to realize the power they have to help stop crime committed around the corner - or in Africa.

Local perspective sometimes requires a wide lens.

To reach Phillip Morris:

pfmorris@plaind.com, 216-999-5086

Previous columns online:

cleveland.com/columns


© 2007 The Plain Dealer
© 2007 cleveland.com All Rights Reserved.

Chocolate Death

Yesterday, I ate every bit of chocolate I could get my hands on. I really did not notice just how much I had. Today, I am sick with a migraine. Each time I do this it gets worse. I can eat chocolate, but I can't binge on the stuff. I wish I knew exactly how much was too much. I am not ready to give it up all together.

So, I did not go in to work today; I was too sick. That means that all those lofty goals I recorded yesterday will have to wait.

The part that really kills me is having a day off from work and being too sick to take advantage of it. I still have a lot of homework to do and a filthy house.

Oh well.