Columbia teacher calls for 'a million Mogadishus'
March 28, 2003, 5:05 PM EST
NEW YORK -- A Columbia University professor told
thousands of students and faculty that he would like to see "a million
Mogadishus" _ referring to the 1993 ambush in Somalia that killed
18 Americans and inspired the movie "Black Hawk Down."
The professor, Nicholas De Genova, also called for the
defeat of U.S. forces in Iraq and said, "The only true heroes are those
who find ways that help defeat the U.S. military."
http://www.newsday.com/
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Nicholas De Genova certainly has the First Amendment
right (protected, incidentally, by the men and women whom he is hoping
will be killed by his Iraqi friends) to say this, just as I have the First
Amendment right to express my wish that De Genova had been in the World
Trade Center on September 11, 2001-- or, even better, on one of the airplanes
that Al Qaida crashed into the towers. I will leave it to Rudyard Kipling,
however, whose eloquence far exceeds mine, to answer this two-legged piece
of garbage.
* A concept opposed by Charles Rangel (D-NY) http://issues2000.org/NY/Charles_Rangel.htm
"Opposes More Spending on Armed Forces Personnel"
and also John Conyers (D-MI), another piece of trash
that found its way into Congress http://issues2000.org/MI/John_Conyers.htm
"Opposes: More Spending on Armed Forces Personnel" |
Tommy
I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, 'We serve no redcoats here.'
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit
to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' Tommy, go away
But it's 'Thank you, Mister Atkins,' when the band begins
to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to
play,
O it's 'Thank you, Mister Atkins,' when the band begins
to play.
I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for
me:
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls
when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in
the stalls !
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' 'Tommy, wait
outside';
But it's 'Special train for Atkins' when the trooper's
on the tide,
The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's
on the tide,
O it's 'Special train for Atkins' when the trooper's
on the tide.
Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you
sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation
cheap;
An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large
a bit
Is five times better business than paradin' in full
kit.
Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' 'Tommy,
'ow's yer soul?'
But it's 'Thin red line of 'eroes' when the drums
begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to
roll,
O it's Thin red line of 'eroes' when the drums begin
to roll.
We aren't no thin red' eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards
too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you
;
An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints
;
While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' 'Tommy, fall
be'ind,'
But it's 'please to walk in front, sir,' when there's
trouble in the wind,
There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble
in the wind,
O it's 'Please to walk in front, sir' when there's trouble
in the wind.
You talk of better food for us, an' schools, an' fires
an' all: *
We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to
our face
The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that an' 'Chuck him out,
the brute !'
But it's 'Saviour of 'is country' when the guns begin
to shoot;
An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you
please;
An' Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool - you bet that Tommy
sees ! |