Live from Damascus: Celebration time!
After arriving at the Beirut airport on my way to Damascus for a conference of union
representatives, I myself personally experienced just how
much the Lebanese people totally hate and resent the presence of those
pesky Zionists hovering around their southern border, always up to no
good. https://syrianobserver.com/EN/news/28951/international_trade_union_conference_kicks_in_damascus.html
"We've beaten them twice already -- and we can do it again," said the
Lebanese guy standing behind me in line while we waited to go through
passport control. "They want to attack Iran? Ha! They can't even beat
Lebanon!" And that is so true.
After the Zionists sent a suicide drone to bomb Beirut recently, the
Lebanese immediately did that eye-for-an-eye thing and returned fire on
an Israeli military base. "But the Israeli soldiers had all run away in
fear!" But I digress. Let's get back to my passport-control story.
"You've got an Israeli stamp in your passport!" the Lebanese TSA guy
exclaimed -- and then started looking at me like I was some sort of
Mossad agent.
"No, wait," I replied. "It says 'entry denied' on top of that first
stamp. See that second stamp? I was banned from entering ZionistLand.
Honest!" http://jpstillwater.blogspot.com/2017/09/grilled-my-experience-at-israeli-border.html
"But you are an American citizen. They are required by law to let you
in." One would think so -- after all the billions of dollars that
American taxpayers donate to the Israeli killing machine very year.
But, no. Didn't happen. They'd stopped me at the border on my way to
Bethlehem. Rumor has it that Jesus had not been pleased.
Then the TSA guy's supervisor examined my passport. And then his
supervisor's supervisor examined it too. Multiple photocopies were
made. Tears were almost shed. Finally I was let through. Whew.
After that, we drove off to Damascus and got stored in a four-star
hotel until the conference here began. And the next day I toured Old
Damascus. Narrow streets, friendly people, families out for a stroll in
the warm night air -- eating pizza by the slice.
And then I went off to a huge exhibition at the Damascus fairgrounds,
attended by thousands of Syrians. A grand affair. Families and
teenagers and cute little babies. Bouncy houses. Carnival rides.
Exhibits. Even horses. I entered a dance-off competition -- and almost
won! If I do say so myself, I can do a mean twerk. But then some
hip-hop dude beat me. Humph.
What's my point here? It's as if all of Syria had been holding its
breath for eight long miserable years. Would President Assad protect
them from the al Qaeda/ISIS "rebel" hordes? Or would America's
"humanitarian" coalition turn Syria into yet another sci-fi wasteland
like Libya?
But here in Damascus, on this wonderfully warm late-summer night, it
was as if all of Syria was friendly and happy and celebrating with joy
that Syrians were now safe to walk in the street at night and go to
school and hold down jobs and just be normal again. "Good job, President Assad."
PS:
The high cost of the American-slash-Zionist-slash-Saudi illegal
invasion was brought graphically home to me at a border station between
Lebanon and Syria. A middle-class-looking couple entered the building,
looking to get their passports stamped so they could finally return
safely to their home in Syria. A mother, a father, a nine-year-old
daughter and a cute little six-month old baby. Perfectly normal,
right? Wrong.
The nine-year-old held her baby sister and looked down at the baby with
a loving look on her face -- what was left of her face that is. A lot
of her face had been chewed off by napalm or white phosphorus, including
most of her nose.
And which countries that we know of routinely go around bombing
children with white phosphorus? Suddenly I was ashamed to be an
American. You would be too.
This young girl, almost my own granddaughter's age, was trying very
hard to be normal, a struggle that she would have for the rest of her
life. America, is creating all this horror really worth it? Is oil all
that important to the powers-that-be who now own our country? Obama?
Bush? Trump? What if that had been one of your daughters instead?
PPS:
Geez Louise, how did all this horrible murder and slaughter happen to
Syria the first place? To the point where America actually hired al
Qaeda and ISIS to bring "Democracy" to the Middle East? Let me tell
you. In a word. Propaganda. We have all been seriously duped. https://www.claritypress.com/product/axis-of-resistance-towards-an-independent-middle-east-2/
Case in point? The Economist. Revered source of intellectual provenance, right? The Economist
would never lie to us, right? And yet here is just one more torrid
example of yellow journalism, taken straight from their website: "True to his slogan, [President Assad] destroyed whole cities and gassed and
starved his own people. What rebels remain are holed up in Idlib
province. It, too, will soon fall. Against all the odds, the monster has
won."Hell, these happy families probably wouldn't even be alive right now if America had actually conquered Syria.
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