Friday, February 18, 2011

Well What Did You Expect? Wearing a T-Shirt AND Turning Your Back

Stood there quietly, I don't know, you should have been more vocal, it was after all, an address on free speech that Clinton was giving.

At Clinton Speech: Veteran Bloodied, Bruised
and Arrested for Standing Silently

As Secretary of State Hillary Clinton gave her speech at George Washington University yesterday condemning governments that arrest protestors and do not allow free expression, 71-year-old Ray McGovern was grabbed from the audience in plain view of her by police and an unidentified official in plain clothes, brutalized and left bleeding in jail. She never paused speaking. When Secretary Clinton began her speech, Mr. McGovern remained standing silently in the audience and turned his back. Mr. McGovern, a veteran Army officer who also worked as a C.I.A. analyst for 27 years, was wearing a Veterans for Peace t-shirt.

Blind-sided by security officers who pounced upon him, Mr. McGovern remarked, as he was hauled out the door, "So this is America?" Mr. McGovern is covered with bruises, lacerations and contusions inflicted in the assault.

Mr. McGovern is being represented by the Partnership for Civil Justice Fund (PCJF). "It is the ultimate definition of lip service that Secretary of State Clinton would be trumpeting the U.S. government's supposed concerns for free speech rights and this man would be simultaneously brutalized and arrested for engaging in a peaceful act of dissent at her speech," stated attorney Mara Verheyden-Hilliard of the PCJF.

Mr. McGovern now works for Tell the Word, a publishing arm of the ecumenical Church of the Saviour in the Adams Morgan neighborhood of Washington, D.C.


Now watch how it's done Soviet style, 7m 40s thru 9m 45s.

But hey, that's Russia, it would never happen in the United States of America. Would it?


Cletis said...

I really like your thoughts and you write beautifully. Why are there no comments on these wonderful posts? I'll be back and write more. Tired now. Late here in Ky.

SteelMagnolia said...

Excellent work and agree with Cletis L.Stump ,there should be many more comments. You have disengaged your twitter button next to your comments section. Please when you can replace so I may tweet you from the comfort of my sofa rather than having to put my shoes on to walk over to twitter.

Anonymous said...

Cletis perhaps you gave the answer in your first sentence.

Himself said...

Why thank you all most kindly.

Cletis, the blog was more or less mothballed for a couple of years. I think it would be unrealistic to expect once regular readers to still be around. But even during that period it still used to manage 500/700 hits a week via Google.

I have never had them on here D, I have just had a look in the settings, but I can't see anything obvious to tick. Ideas?

Himself said...

I didn't really say all I intended to there Cletis, what I should have added was, in spite of that number of traffic, a comment a month, is as much as much as a fellow would get.

SteelMagnolia said...

Hi H I shall ask computer wiz- kid C. she will know where they are. xx

Cletis said...

Every act of thuggery must be confronted and will be. Men and women of truth have no choice in the matter. So, apparently, it is with you my new found friend.

Also, there will be no more of your posts which shall pass from this realnm, "uncoffined, unknown, and unknelled."

Himself said...

O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.

Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space
To greet you. You will understand.

My dear Cletis, you force a confession from me. Were I to say I had the complete works downloaded these twelve months past, I fear I would be lying, perhaps twice as long as that, and bare a line read,

I shall print it off on the morrow, better the chance it being read that way.

I'm a great admirer of your fellow countryman, Rod McKuen being my favourite contemporary poet by far.

We have loved, treasured and lost the same women. An earthy fellow as myself.