CAPTIVITY

I wonder what its like to live for sixty-six years in captivity.  That's how long Snoopy the Manitee has been held captive in a marine park somewhere in the United States.

We noble savages speak quite freely of animals "held in captivity" and don't think about it at all.

And in the United States, nobody thinks about the human beings held in captivity at the illegal Guantanamo Bay Torture Facility--for fourteen years now?  So that twelve-year old boy who was sent there is twenty-six now?  Or is he still alive?

Do we even know how many of them might have been tortured to death?  Do we care?

Do we ever even think about them?   It was seven log years ago that Mr. Obama promised that he would close down Guantanamo:  because it was illegal, unconstitutional.  He hasn't closed it--and it is still illegal and unconstitutional.

None of those prisoners has been tried in a court of law.  None of them has been charged with a criminal offence.  The Lawless Nation we used to know as the United States, champion of democracy, freedom, and the rule of law, simply holds and tortures them--in Cuba.

Why in Cuba?  Because it is not the United States, and in the United States what is being done to them would be a crime.  Mr. Obama and all his torture thugs would be in jail.

But it seems that Americans are comfortable with such criminal acts.  We don't mind treason against our constitution.

I feel sorry for Snoopy the manitee, held captive for sixty-six years.  But I feel even more sorry for the human beings who have been locked up and tortured for fourteen years at the Guantanamo Torture Facility.

If enough of us protested, maybe we could make him free them.  But I guess we don't care.  We don't believe in or follow our own laws.

I shouldn't say this, of course.  We all know it--though we pretend not to.  We don't wake up every morning thinking about those men in the Guantanamo Torture Facility waking up.