ZERO HOUR June 28, 2005; 8PM EST

There’s been a lot of reckoning about the cost of Bush’s illegal war in Iraq.  That’s right, as of two days ago, when the public withdrew support for Mr. Bush’s war (not President Bush, as he stole that, too) More than 50% of the population says that it was Mr. Bush who provoked Saddam into war.  More than 50% of the population do not support him.  This should be an interesting night.

When reckoning the cost of the illegal war in Iraq, we count 1,700 US killed in action, more than 25,000 Iraqi civilians killed, and a cost to US taxpayers of something to the tune of $200 Billion.  But there are more costs people don’t consider, especially the American people.
But there are some other costs.  Ireland pays 10,000 Euros a day for military overflights.  Ireland has paid grandly for the US use of Shannon Airport for its illegal CIA torture flights — in complete violation of our neutrality.  The US has cost Ireland plenty, sending its uniformed soldiers on holidays in County Clare in complete violation of our neutrality.  Ireland has paid and paid.  10 Million Euro over the past five years for military overflights.  That’s right FIVE years.  How can that be?  We were told the war started in March 2003.  Maybe it’s time to go over the books again.  Maybe there’s more information to come from an island nation of 5 million souls who have watched in horror as their country was used to facilitate George Bush’s illegal war.

Mr. Bush’s War

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Anti-War Group Stands Trial

By Mairead Carey


IRISH ABROAD

Have a nice night, Mr. Bush

Somehow I don’t think you’ll be clowning around tonight, Mr. Bush.  Something gives me the idea you won’t be laughing about clemency for Navy Seals that murder prisoners of war.  I have a feeling that we will be listening to Bob Dylan tonight, and not the Stars & Stripes.  It’s time to pay up, Mr. Bush.  The whole world is watching.

Masters of War

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead

copyright 1963 Bob Dylan

Author: Apian

I was born in Boston in 1954. I've seen a lot of changes.