The
Iraqi Book of the Dead
Sidetracked
By Jane Stillwater
BC Columnist
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My friend Betsy just sent me an e-mail. "The
news last night said that Iraqis are starting to turn against extremists
and starting to fight Al-Qaeda...is this wishful thinking or are people
really talking about this in Baghdad?" Are they talking about it?
Yes and no. Yes, they are talking about it, but, no, it is not the major
topic of conversation.
What everyone here in Baghdad is really talking about is DEATH. Death
is everywhere here. It permeates the very air we breathe. It seeps into
our conversations and into our dreams - which explains why, since I have
arrived in this country, I almost never sleep.
A CBS camera crew just wandered into the press room. "Have you ever
been to an Iraqi morgue?" I asked one of the team.
"No, I have never been to a morgue. Morgues here are very dangerous
places."
I was surprised. Why would a morgue be so dangerous? "Because the
Shia go there to pick off the Sunnis who go there to claim dead relatives
and the Sunnis go there to pick off the Shia who have also gone there
to claim their dead." So. Death, if you are still looking around
for thy sting, I guess your best bet of finding it would be in an Iraqi
morgue.
Whenever American soldiers say goodbye to each other over here, they always
say, "Take care." For Americans in Iraq, Death rides in every
vehicle, haunts every road, lives in every hooch. It's life on the edge.
One never knows.
When I first came to Iraq, I thought I was here to write stories. But
now I think I'm just here to be a witness - a witness to the power of
death. Make no mistake, boys and girls, The Grim Reaper is the real governor
of Iraq, no matter who sits in parliament or how fortified the Green Zone
is. And, knowing that, my next question should be, "Will I die here
too?" No, not me. I am immortal! I can't even imagine a world without
out me. It's hard for any one to conceive of their own death.
But I know what the next question I ask after that one should be. "How
can the supposedly idealistic United Nations, the supposedly democratic
United States, the supposedly civilized European Union or even Russia
or China allow a country to exist with Death as its commander-in-chief?"
They overthrew Saddam here. They should overthrow Death too. But they
won't. Instead, Death has been given permanent membership on the UN Security
Council. Death is now a member of the G-8.
People here in Iraq talk about death all the time. It has become a permanent
part of their lives. Death never gets invited to dinner, but he comes.
He never gets any votes here, but year after year he is re-elected. In
this country, he's the one you go to if you want to get anything done.
In Iraq, Death is the ultimate problem-solver. Betsy, the only way in
the world that there will be any kind of truce between Al Qaeda, the Shia,
the Sunni, the Americans, the Iraqi mafia, the fundamentalists, etc. is
if they all get together and vote Death out of office. But that just isn't
happening here - and won't be happening any time soon.
PS: In case you might be wondering how death came to be so prevalent in
Iraq, read Naomi Klein's latest article
in Harpers regarding the role of "Disaster Capitalism: The new economy
of catastrophe" in world affairs. Read it from beginning to end.
Print it out. Sleep with it under your pillow. And then get ready to welcome
Death to your city or town too.
PPS: I'm finally scheduled to fly out of the Green Zone tonight! Anbar
province, here I come - that is, if Death doesn't roll out the welcome
mat between now and then.
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