this diary is dedicated to all who suffer because of war
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image and poem below the fold
A man injured in last night’s car bombing rests in a hospital in Baghdad, Iraq, Tuesday Oct. 10, 2006. The man was among 23 hurt in car bomb blast in the Shiite neigborhood of Shaab, Monday evening, while 10 others were killed.
(AP Photo/Samir Mizban)
Ain’t Talkin’
by Bob Dylan
As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine
I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain
Someone hit me from behind
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Through this weary world of woe
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
No one on earth would ever know
They say prayer has the power to heal
So pray for me, mother
In the human heart an evil spirit can dwell
I am a-tryin’ to love my neighbor and do good unto others
But oh, mother, things ain’t going well
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
I’ll burn that bridge before you can cross
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
There’ll be no mercy for you once you’ve lost
Now I’m all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I catch my opponents ever sleeping
I’ll just slaughter ’em where they lie
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Through the world mysterious and vague
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
Walkin’ through the cities of the plague.
Well, the whole world is filled with speculation
The whole wide world which people say is round
They will tear your mind away from contemplation
They will jump on your misfortune when you’re down
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Eatin’ hog eyed grease in a hog eyed town.
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
Some day you’ll be glad to have me around.
They will crush you with wealth and power
Every waking moment you could crack
I’ll make the most of one last extra hour
I’ll revenge my father’s death then I’ll step back
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Hand me down my walkin’ cane.
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
Got to get you out of my miserable brain.
All my loyal and my much-loved companions
They approve of me and share my code
I practice a faith that’s been long abandoned
Ain’t no altars on this long and lonesome road
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
My mule is sick, my horse is blind.
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
Thinkin’ ’bout that gal I left behind.
Well, it’s bright in the heavens and the wheels are flyin’
Fame and honor never seem to fade
The fire gone out but the light is never dyin’
Who says I can’t get heavenly aid?
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Carryin’ a dead man’s shield
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
Walkin’ with a toothache in my heel
The sufferin’ is unending
Every nook and cranny has its tears
I’m not playing, I’m not pretending
I’m not nursin’ any superfluous fears
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Walkin’ ever since the other night.
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
Walkin’ ’til I’m clean out of sight.
As I walked out in the mystic garden
On a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn
Excuse me, ma’am, I beg your pardon
There’s no one here, the gardener is gone
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
Up the road, around the bend.
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
In the last outback at the world’s end.
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peace
More than 300,000 Iraqis have fled
After Nov 7, the first thing on the agenda when we win the majority should be Impeachment proceedings, then trials for war crimes and crimes against humanity.
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Peace, Tolerance, Understanding
and For The Children – Innocence Lost,
And The Perpetual Conflict Future We Have Given Them!
Another Rocket in Baghdad – 10.10.2006 {Video Link, WMP}
Mortar and rocket attacks have become more and more common in Baghdad. They have even started to seem like the weapon of choice in the growing conflict between Iraq’s militias.
Today’s story is the second such event Alive in Baghdad has reported on in recent weeks. Um Basheer lives in a home near AiB correspondent Omar Abdullah. When her home was struck in the middle of the night, he rushed to the scene to bring you this story.
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N. Korea & U.S., Walk Down Memory Lane
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* Twilight of the Assassins: Why the U.S. Refuses to Prosecute the Cuban
Exiles Luis Posada Carriles & Orlando Bosch For the 1976 Bombing of Cubana
Airlines Flight 455 *
It was the first act of airline terrorism in the Americas: thirty years ago
on October 6, 1976, 73 died in the bombing of a Cuban passenger plane. Now,
one alleged mastermind lives freely in Miami, while another is being held on
immigration charges in Texas. We speak to journalist Ann Louise Bardach.
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And This To Catch Now, and Watch For On Your Local PBS Channel:
Marc Ash Interviews Bill Moyers Part II: “Is God Green?”
Part 2 of my interview with Bill Moyers looks at the second in Moyers’ series of October specials, “Is God Green?” There’s a growing concern among American Evangelicals: Global Warming. The right wing of American politics may no longer be able to count on Evangelicals to rubber-stamp their environmental polices. Moyers had a lot to say about the upcoming broadcast. – ma/TO
Moyers on America: “Is God Green?” airs on October 11th on your local PBS station. Check local listings for the time in your area.
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