Troops Outta Times Square
Boots. Automatic weapons. Real Vietnam stuff: spooky fetid atmosphere; scared,
bored troops who don’t really know why they’re in that hellish jungle. Fat
commanding officers, confident in overwhelming victory, hitting on female
troops. A stressed-out populace, hoping
to get where they’re going with as little hassle as an occupied people can get
this ain’t Vietnam, it’s Times Square Station.
yeah: support “our” troops. Support ‘em in Afghanistan, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, South
Korea, Japan, Europe, Greenland, Timbuktu, Atlantis, Mars. Support ‘em anywhere you want except New
you think I’m gonna smile like a just-pissed-my-pants Democrat and welcome an
invading army, you’re as dumb as Dubya thinks you are. As dumb as he thought
Afghans and Iraqis were – boy is he learning different. Bring the boys and girls back home; let them
enjoy healthy, happy, peaceful lives – far away from me. Troops who are originally from NYC should
be sent somewhere else…I dunno… Fort Munchaussen or the next pip-squeak axis of
evil Terrorist State of the Month they can conquer without too much risk of
personal injury. I don’t care. Just get’ em out of Port Authority and Times
Square Station and god knows where else they’re squirreled away in the Big
happened to Posse Comitatus or Habeas Corpus (more on that later) or all those
other Latinate terms no one seems to care
about anymore (with the possible exception of those with vaults full of E. Pluribus Unum?).
is no joke. Kids, Black and Hispanic mostly, not old enough to shave or buy a
drink or a pack of smokes (the legal kind) legally, toting M16s in the subways
and bus terminals, hobnobbing with middle-aged White cops. Camouflage and khaki green and boots, the
whole nine yards. Young Black and
Hispanic and lower class White kids defending rich old White men’s rights to
conduct business as usual and scaring the daylights outta everyone else. Makes you want to go to a bar and smoke a
cigarette and talk to a fellow New Yorker in low tones, exchange furtive
glances, flash secret signs of rebellion. But you can’t smoke a cigarette in a
bar cause this is New York, the City that won’t wake up.
whole “nothing phases New Yorkers” thing has been perverted by THE MAN to HIS
advantage. If you’re not phased by a
dozen young men and women with automatic rifles hanging out in the places you
travel through every day, have been traveling through since childhood, you’re
not a “hip, jaded New Yorker,” you’re a brain-dead Zombie.
don’t know what YOUR situation is, YOU out there, in America. Maybe this kind of stuff turns you on. I
checked out some awfully sexy female troopers with deliciously phallic M16s
between their thighs. The guys are
good-looking too, if that’s your preference.
I like to think of myself as goofy and degenerate as any other American. When
“my” President says to go shopping while the hyper-armed U.S. Military wipes
out some poor, bedraggled, hopelessly out-gunned “nation,” why, I go shopping.
Or, to paraphrase that great Patriot, Oliver North, if my President tells me to
stand on my head in the corner and have myself an inverted wank while the Bush
twins explore each others’ sexuality, Hell, I’ll do it. But I’ll be damned if I’ll tolerate soldiers
in Times Square.
I have nothing against the soldiers themselves. They look scared outta their minds down there in the subway, the
old cops proud to be able to distribute donuts and wisdom to fellow uniformed
protectors of the peace. Blacks,
Hispanics, corn-fed Caucasian country kids.
All the cannon fodder who would be in school or employed, in a real
country, or in jail or guarding jails, in ours. Fortunately, we have a big old military and lots and lots of
enemies to give these kids something to do.
But not in New York City.
would think that any “terrorist” worth his salt would come up with something a
bit more creative than trying to hit a place with swarming with cops and armed
soldiers, so if one place is “safe” god knows how many others are potential
targets. Do we need a commando in every household, and a chicken in every pot
to feed him?
the other hand, with all the noise and confusion down there in the subway
boggling the minds of our brave boys and girls in uniform, I doubt it would be
too hard for a guy with a suitcase full of god-knows-what to set it off right
where the soldiers stood.
if there really are terrorists plotting to mess up NYC, and this is not simply
a device for the Bush Administration to introduce yet more authority into our
lives, I guess I’d rather take my chances with a pistol and my own paranoid
eyes and ears than be terrorized daily by “our” troops. It’s bad enough to have a standing army of
40,000 of New York’s Finest handing out tickets for cigarette smoking, sitting
on milk crates without a license, or having too many words or letters in a deli
sign advertising lunch specials. Now we
gotta deal with the fucking army?
my priorities have sure changed. You
don’t see many Palestinians in Occupied West Bank and Gaza marching to get
China outta Tibet. They have immediate,
pressing issues at home. So too does
occupied New York.
we gotta stop the U.S. military machine from taking over foreign countries; we
have to find out why there are so many – mostly dark-skinned – inmates of U.S.
prisons and what, if anything, most of them actually did (smoke a joint? think
about smoking a joint?). There are
nearly a thousand prisoners in Guantanamo Bay being held without trial or even
that war prisoner Geneva Convention protocol.
When they were Germans and Italians and Japanese, way back when, they
were called POWs. Them being Afghans
and all, we tag them “terrorists” and strip them of what were once known as
have to face the fact that Muslim – again dark skinned – Americans and foreign
visitors have been taken away and held indefinitely, without habeas corpus, and
demand from the “authorities” what they are charged with, not to mention the
several thousand more Muslims who were forced to register with the government
in the greatest Federal outrage against freedom since the Japanese internment
have to find out what really happened on 9/11 and why the government refuses to
hold an open trial and get to the bottom of this monstrous event (could it be
that, like OJ, the feds are too busy looking for the “real” killers to answer
key questions?). We have to feed, cloth and educate our
children, heal our sick, provide for our elderly and – oh, that’s right. We’re
in AMERICA. Whatta my talking that
“socialist” crap? Well, forget about
the children and other vulnerable members of society – let’s stick to the
foreign invasion of New York City. The
Occupation of Manhattan.
begins at home. Before we attack these
other issues we must get the U.S. Military out of NYC, and whatever other
cities in which troops are stationed.
Disney and Warner Brothers in Times Square was bad enough.
Engel, a Manhattan refugee, has fled to the safety of New Jersey. He hopes one
day to return to his Homeland. He can
be reached at email@example.com