In Your Name

Today, the ACLU released a series of emails and memos relating to the torture of detainees in both Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo Bay. While both the ACLU and Atrios chose to focus on the picture of George Bush personally approving, by executive order, the torture of detainees (and there's no other way to sugar coat it), I want to focus on what I've been shouting for months.

This is being done in your name.

What are you going to do about it?

Here is a brief summary of what I observed at GTMO. On a couple of occasions, I entered interview rooms to find a detainee chained hand a foot in a fetal position to the floor, with no chair, food, or water. Most times they had urinated or defecated on themselves and had been left there for 18 24 hours or more. On one occasion, the air conditioning had been turned down so far and the temperature was so cold in the room, that the barefooted detainee was shaking with cold. . . . On another occasion, the A/C had been turned off, making the temperature in the unventilated room probably well over 100 degrees. The detainee was almost unconscious on the floor with a pile of hair next to him. He had apparently been literally pulling his own hair out throughout the night. On another occasion, not only was the temperature unbearably hot, but extremely loud rap music was being played in the room, and had been since the day before, with the detainee chained hand and foot in the fetal position on the tile floor.

Any questions, feel free to call or ask via email [REDACTED].

Well? What the fuck are you going to do about it?




While you're considering your answer, I'll give you mine tomorrow. (And it involves lil' ol' you, whether I have to drag you in kicking and screaming, or not, and cover your airfare in the process.)