Cerebral Flatulence

Karen DeYoung and Peter Finn of the WaPo report that the Obama Administration has yet more work to do to clean up after Cousin Dubya and his gang. And all of a sudden, now that Our Problem is finally in our laps and back yards (where it was all the time, while many of us were getting high on jingoism and xenophobia), everyone’s yelling and screaming about how “We CAN’T put these terrorists and Spawn of Satan near MY [school][country club][gym][soccer field].”

Um, grow up. Do you still think that America is a small Texas town, run by the judge and the car dealer and the insurance agent, where everyone stays in their place and the ‘disruptive elements’ get shot on a country road or tossed into solitary on a state plantation?

We deliberately set out to create this problem with no interest in a solution. Perhaps the True Believers thought that Karl Rove’s “Permanent Republican Majority” would make real planning for trials irrelevant.

There’s a goofy idea floating around to return Alcatraz Island to its former role as the nation’s top SuperMax prison. Frankly, I like it. From 1935 to 1962 Alcratraz was watertight, unless Clint Eastwood really did make it to shore the last year the prison was open. Every escape attempt ended badly, and there are more great whites in California waters than there used to be. With modern techniques, DHS could turn Alcatraz into a Lucite paperweight with Bad Guys embedded inside.
Add a Navy or Coast Guard gunboat, ready to shell the island into rubble if there’s trouble.

The best part? We couldn’t shut away our “worst of the worst” out of sight in some undisclosed location. No, the most dangerous people to the USA would be kept in a box in the middle of one of our largest cities and ports, in full view of the world and us citizens. Anyone could at any time see where the detainees are and how they’re doing. And, we’d most publicly own our s**t.

Let me also say that I lived in The City for six years and got my undergraduate degree at S. F. State, so I’m not out to foist a turd on Baghdad by the Bay.. (Herb Caen’s old tag would take an unfortunate turn, wouldn’t it?) If anything, San Franciscans would make the best guardians of danger and of American principles.

This entry was posted on Sunday, January 25th, 2009 at 6:51 am and is filed under Beef Feces, GroovyTech.
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