So, about thirty-four percent of Americans think the government at least allowed the World Trade Center attacks to happen, and the other sixty-six percent are still living in la-la land, a world where the important news is whether Jon-Benet’s murderer has finally been found, and a Mormon polygamist somehow rates inclusion on the FBI’s ten most wanted list for schtupping underage girls. Next thing you know, Woody Allen will be in their crosshairs. Soap! That’s what these kind of stories are! They’re not news, they’re soap!
Speaking of soap and strategically placed distractions, the so-called breakup of the so-called plot to create liquid explosives from household items smuggled on airplanes is ludicrous from so many dimensions I hardly know where to begin. First of all, most of the people arrested didn’t have passports, let alone airline tickets, at the time they were arrested. There was no evidence most of them had even applied for passports.
As for making liquid explosives on board an airplane, columnist/cartoonist Ted Ralls quoted Britain’s highly respected technology magazine, The Register, to this effect:
“First,” wrote The Register, “you’ve got to get adequately concentrated hydrogen peroxide. This is hard to come by, so a large quantity of the three per cent solution sold in pharmacies might have to be concentrated by boiling off the water…Take your hydrogen peroxide, acetone, and sulfuric acid, measure them very carefully, and put them into drink bottles for convenient smuggling onto a plane. It’s all right to mix the peroxide and acetone in one container, so long as it remains cool. Don’t forget to bring several frozen gel-packs (preferably in a Styrofoam chiller deceptively marked “perishable foods”), a thermometer, a large beaker, a stirring rod, and a medicine dropper. You’re going to need them.
“It’s best to fly first class and order champagne. The bucket full of ice water, which the airline ought to supply, might possibly be adequate…Once the plane is over the ocean, very discreetly bring all of your gear into the toilet. You might need to make several trips to avoid drawing attention. Once your kit is in place, put a beaker containing the peroxide/acetone mixture into the ice water bath (champagne bucket), and start adding the acid, drop by drop, while stirring constantly. Watch the reaction temperature carefully. The mixture will heat, and if it gets too hot, you’ll end up with a weak explosive. In fact, if it gets really hot, you’ll get a premature explosion possibly sufficient to kill you, but probably no one else.
“After a few hours–assuming, by some miracle, that the fumes haven’t overcome you or alerted passengers or the flight crew to your activities–you’ll have a quantity of TATP with which to carry out your mission. Now all you need to do is dry it for an hour or two.”
The Register’s opinion of those who believe they have thwarted a terror plot?
“Certainly, if we can imagine a group of jihadists smuggling the necessary chemicals and equipment on board, and cooking up TATP in the lavatory, then we’ve passed from the realm of action blockbusters to that of situation comedy.”
THIS is the substance of a terror threat? This is the kind of shibboleth Bush is waving about to keep his junta in power? And most American critics of the Bush junta’s trumpeting of this comedy of errors are merely pointing out that the Brits cracked the story by “old fashioned police work,” and not with the dubiously constitutional tools of the Patriot Act? They’re not pointing to the flimsiness of the “plot,” itself?
In spite of the fact that the majority of the American press is willing to accept having objects like this stuck up their rectums, there are honest, idealistic, crusading journalists who are dedicated to getting the truth to the public. And for you, the fearless few, the Bush junta has plans.
Back in 1917, at the height of war hysteria—this was the last time antiwar activists were actually lynched, in case you didn’t know—Congress passed a law called “The Espionage Act” which cranked up the penalties for disclosing government secrets. There was, to Congress’s credit, a debate on whether journalists should be exempted from the law, and journalists were, in fact, exempted. But now comes Attorney General Alberto Gonzalez, he who called the Geneva Conventions “quaint,” and says the government is considering whether to prosecute journalists under this law anyway. Hey, he’s opted out of the “reality-based community,” AND he’s the AG, he can do whatever he wants, right? Fly, walk on water, imprison people for years without bringing charges against them, prosecute people under laws that don’t apply, leap over tall buildings in a single bound,whatever. But, I digress.
Here’s something: this government is making things secret that didn’t used to be secret. Details about the US missile program from the fifties, that have been in the public domain for decades, are now top secret again. If you have that information and publish it, you could be prosecuted. Hey, terrorists might use them to make missiles. And another thing: time and time again the government has stonewalled investigations and prosecutions of their illegal conduct “because they could compromise national security.” Under this doctrine, they could prosecute those bringing the suits for mentioning the matter in the first place. Plus, I just found out that journalist Greg Palast is under investigation by the Department of Homeland Security for the newly criminal offence of taking pictures of an oil refinery. Watch where you point that camera, folks.
Meanwhile, the news that a judge has found that the National Security Administration is acting in violation of the constitution can still be swamped in the media by a ten-year old murder case. With such voluntary censorship by burial in trivia, do we really need the heavy-handed kind? Mr. Cheney apparently thinks so.
OK, the good news/bad news—only a third, or nearly a third, of Americans are highly suspicious of the official twin towers story. When we started in on all this, not even a third of our population thought the Iraq war was unnecessary, but now a majority understand, at least, that it’s a bad idea. May the educating process continue.
music: Jackson Browne, “Lives In the Balance”