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End Of The Road For Assange?
Personally, I do not believe the baseless sexual assault charges thrown up against Julian Assange in order to silence him. Here is a man whose work in revealing some of the secret machinations of some governments, has served to show (in some graphic detail) the shocking extents that some highly placed government officials could go to in conducting their business. Whether the released memos were damning to the respective governments concerned is worthy of consideration, but of even graver concern is the legality or even moral soundness of the various actions secretly hatched and implemented by these affected governments. Wikileaks’ action in releasing hundreds of these classified government memos and the possible threat to national or regional security such actions could precipitate merit passionate debate and discussion, but I do not support the fierce and sustained attempts by shadowy figures to muzzle Julian Assange.
This persecution has to stop; these trumped up charges have to be decried. Having found nothing tangible with which to discredit Julian Assange and Wikileaks, they have resorted to the same well-worn smear tactics i.e sexual molestation and rape. Not surprisingly, two women have appeared out of the woodwork with sexual molestation claims. Suddenly, we are expected to believe that he sexually molested 2 women he had consensual sexual relations with for the ‘crime’ of failing to wear a condom on one occasion when the complainant requested it; and on another occasion for the ‘crime’ of having sex with her while she maintains she was asleep.
Were these women minors? Of course not. Could they have resisted Julian Assange and stopped the sexual intercourse if they really felt like they were being sexually molested? That is, when complainant 1 insisted that Assange should wear a condom and he made no apparent moves to do so, could she have ended that lovemaking session and walked away or else screamed for help? Of course she could; indeed, she would have gone to the authorities the next day to report the incident if she felt sexually violated. As for complainant 2 who claimed that she was sleeping at the time Assange supposedly had sex with her, it makes you wonder how on earth she knew what was going on if she was asleep. It also makes you wonder what sort of horrible rape scenario it really was when the supposed victim was comfortably and sleepily ensconced in her assailant’s bed! It gets ridiculous as you examine these charges. The very woman (complainant 1) who claimed that she was sexually molested on August 14, 2010, which day she claimed that Assange had sex with her without using a condom, happened to have met and had sexual relations with Assange again only 4 days later! On August 18, 2010, this time she maintains she was also sexually molested again somehow when Assange’s erect penis pressed against her body.
It is not surprising that Assange has dismissed these molestation accusations as baseless. But how will public opinion judge him? In western societies where allegations of rape are enough to ruin and discredit any man, how will Assange be viewed or dissected by the wider public? Is it possible that in order to turn the tide of public opinion against a man who has bravely fought titanic government figures and their allies by revealing highly-placed secret government machinations and subterfuge, some women who have had dealings with Assange could be manipulated or paid off to launch baseless accusations?
For months Julian Assange has been fighting extradition to Sweden for these accusations. He believes that the ultimate reason why he is being considered for extradition to Sweden is not really to answer to these allegations but so that he can eventually be handed over to the US authorities. One might consider his thinking paranoid, but given the dangerous nature of his job, especially the depths that could be sunk to punish a public whistleblower, one can appreciate his concern. If you can remember, the US considers Assange’s work in exposing hundreds of diplomatic government cables ‘treasonous’ even though Assange is not a citizen of the United States. However, he has thus far not been successful in completely stopping the extradition proceedings and is therefore due to be sent back to Sweden around the 28th of this month.
So what did a desperate Julian Assange do to forestall this possibility? Yesterday, he entered an Ecuadorian embassy in London, and sought political asylum. He considers himself rightly or wrongly as being persecuted and hounded for his investigative journalism. His actions in breaking pre-arranged protocol and seeking asylum in an Ecuadorian embassy before his court-delayed extradition date of June 28 are now described as ‘breaching bail’ and so, he is likely to be arrested eventually and extradited.
As I write, metropolitan police are camped around the embassy waiting to nab Assange if he ever steps foot outside the building whilst Ecuadorian authorities consider his request for political asylum in Ecuador.
Now, I suspect that in the coming days, following intense diplomatic pressure on Ecuador, they are going to decline Assange’s request for political asylum and then hand him over to the police. At any rate, what sort of drama is going to play out on the mean streets on London if for example Ecuador accepts Assange’s request and decides to whisk him away to Quito? Will we see a Hollywood-style clash of Ecuadorian mercenary forces with London’s metropolitan police as they engage each other in a hail of bullets while Assange, disguised no doubt, is ferried hurriedly to some undisclosed aircraft and hastily extracted out of the UK? One can only wish—but one has to just marvel at the absurdities going on.
Is Assange’s life in danger? If yes, where is the outrage of a concerned public for an individual’s personal freedom and his right to self-expression without being bullied by instruments of state? Where is the concern of fellow journalists that forces beyond Assange’s control might have conspired to silence a member of a supposedly free press? Sure, it is tempting to simply dismiss this with a wave of the hand whilst asking that Assange return to Sweden to clear himself of sexual molestation charges, but is there a bigger fish to fry here? I guess we’ll find out in the coming days……
Ten Years Ago
On September 11, 2001 the USA was attacked by the terrorist network known as Al Qaeda when some of her agents hijacked about 4 airliners. Two had flown into the World Trade Center, one flew into the Pentagon, and the last one was intended for the Whitehouse. But when the Americans on the hijacked aircraft discovered that the hijackers had no intention of landing the plane, the reports have it that they bravely confronted the hijackers and caused it to crash before it ever got to the Whitehouse. At the end of that horrible day, over 3000 Americans were dead on their own shores.
I remember turning on the television sometime that morning and watching in abject horror as the planes slammed into the building. I remember how I couldn’t quite decipher whether I was watching was real event or a movie. As I looked, I distinctly remember when I saw the people at the uppermost floors of the World Trade Center jump off the building and plummet to their deaths. It was a very painful and sad time. If the terrorists aimed to silence the American spirit, or to break the unity of this nation, then they failed spectacularly. The fact is that the event served as a rallying and unifying cause for an American populace that was already divided along racial, class and political lines. The World Trade Center has not been exactly rebuilt like it should, but work is ongoing. The terrorists clearly failed.
Today, I just want to join Americans here and abroad to remember the 9/11 victims and the first responders who, at the risk of life and limb, came rushing into the disaster zone to save their fellow Americans—it must be pointed that some of them actually sacrificed their own lives for their own countrymen. May the good Lord continue to comfort their families for their painful loss.
America the Beautiful:
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Another GOP Debate
I just finished watching the GOP presidential debate. And I can’t say that I’ve picked a front-runner yet. I am still watching this race closely to see how it may turn. Unless Palin enters the race (which I doubt she would), it looks as though this is going to be decided between Texas governor Rick Perry and former Massachusetts governor Mitt Romney. To me, they seemed like the front-runners.
Herman Caine, Newt Gingrich and Tim Pawlenty should fold their campaigns and go home. There is little chance they’ll win. Yes that’s my opinion. Jon Huntsman should angle for a VP position for the eventual party nominee. Michelle Bachmann will surprise me if she somehow gets nominated. The same goes for Ron Paul.
One thing is sure though—they seem firmly united in their visceral opposition to Obama. I see interesting times in 2012. Whoever the republican nominee happens to be, I expect a fierce contest for the Whitehouse. And that’s understandable because Obama has not really lived up to the hype. I want to be kind to him by not calling him a completely ineffective president, but things desperately need to change before November 2012. At this stage though, I don’t think any candidate currently has the wind behind the sails, or the grassroots mobilization needed to unseat the president next year. All this may eventually change. We’ll see.
What sort of chances do these candidates have against Obama next year?
Earthquake Hits The East Coast!
Hey, have you ever witnessed an earthquake? No? Ok, what about a slight tremor? Have you ever suddenly found yourself struggling to maintain your balance as the earth under you literally vibrated? If you have never experienced an earthquake, it could be a really moving experience. I am not talking about the slight rattling of cupboards or shelves when a very slight tremor occurs like the kind of shaking that you would expect if construction workers suddenly started to drill with their heavy drilling equipment on a piece of real estate close to you. I am talking about a real earthquake such that entire buildings begin to vibrate as though they would suddenly fall apart; the type that makes the floor under you dance around as though you were standing on a trampoline.
Ok, I am not trying to scare you here, but we had an earthquake here today. In the middle of the workday, around 1:50pm, I noticed that the floor under me was moving. At first, I didn’t even know what to make of it. Was it that a train was suddenly tearing through the neighborhood? Was it a jetfighter whizzing past at so low an altitude that the building began to rattle? Was it a sudden stampede in the building caused by the hooves of a thousand bulls? All of a sudden, I began to hear horrified screaming from the people around. At that point, I knew that something was up.
You see, we hardly get earthquakes here. You can get the occasional slight tremor—a faint ripple that is hardly noticed by most people. But even that is a rare occurrence. So, I suppose I could be pardoned for not immediately realizing that we were actually experiencing an earthquake at the time. So, when I heard the screaming from the people around, I started to leave my office to survey the surrounding environment to see what exactly was happening. Just at that moment the major force of the earthquake hit for the second time. This time around, there was no mistaking it. The earth indeed was giving way under me!
At that point, my self-preservation instincts kicked in. The tiles on the ceiling started to crash to the office, and the blinds swayed as the windows shook. I must admit, I have never really drilled myself in self-preservation strategies to employ in the case of an earthquake. You were taught or shown what to do in case of a fire, a robbery, trauma and accidents, hailstorms, and or sudden power failure—just not earthquakes. So, the first thing I did was to crouch low and roll towards the sturdiest and strongest object in the room. If everything was suddenly swinging around, your natural instinct would be to go towards something that seemed to offer the greatest stability. The cries and screams of the people in adjourning offices increased. And just as soon as it started, it ended, much to everyone’s relief.
I got up immediately and started running towards the stairwell. I did not need to be told that the elevators would be dysfunctional at this time. As I passed a few offices on my way to the exit, I stopped to see if anyone might need help. You know, you never can tell if someone suddenly found him/herself trapped under some shelves or something. In one office I looked into, a young woman was crouching by the closet with a baby. I approached her and asked her to come with me so that we could leave the building in case there was another wave coming which might indeed start tearing the building apart. The woman was much too terrified to move, and she clung to her baby tenaciously.
Already, as I could tell, people were already crowding in the stairwell, and I wanted to make sure I got out of the building on time before something else happened. While she was still dillydallying, I reached out, picked her baby from her arm, and shouted behind me “Come on, don’t stay here. We have to go!” With that, I left her standing there and rushed out of the building.
Luckily the worst was over. People stood around rattled but relieved as they chattered away about this 5.8 magnitude quake that has just transpired. No one was injured at all. After about 15 minutes, the mother of the baby came outside and walked up to me with a nervous smile. She began to express her gratitude but I cut her off.
“Hey Ma’am, you put yourself in danger there you know. Anything could have happened with the building’s structure” I interjected hastily.
“I know, but I was too scared. I’ve never experienced this before” she muttered breathlessly.
“But you are okay, right? No broken bones or anything?” I asked jokingly trying to make her feel more at ease.
“Yeah, I think I’m gonna be alright” she smiled weakly. “I’m going to call my husband to find out if he is okay and if he experienced the same thing”
I handed her baby to her, and without much ado, walked back to the building to survey any possible damage.
All I could think after a brief survey of the damage was the hope that the property owners had some form of earthquake insurance.