Old uncle Osama.

Looks as though the FBI has snagged some would-be terrorists - a group of Muslims originally from Bosnia, Jordan, and elsewhere allegedly crazy enough to want to attack a military installation in the U.S. Strange choice - kind of like planning to rob a police station, but never mind. A triumphal week in the never-ending, absolute total war against terrorism, right? Well... not entirely. This was also the week that Luis Posada Carriles was allowed to walk, his immigration-related charges having been thrown out by a federal judge. But this septuagenarian is not just somebody's elderly uncle who entered the country illegally to visit a sick relative. A former C.I.A. operative, Posada is one of the alleged masterminds of the 1976 bombing of a civilian airliner that resulted in the deaths of all 73 people on board. He was jailed in connection with this charge by the Venezuelan government - not the current one, mind you, but a very pro-U.S. administration - based on an international investigation carried out by several Caribbean nations, including Trinidad and Tobago, Barbados, and Cuba. (Check out this story on DemocracyNow! as well as related documents on the National Security Archive web site.)


Trivia question: Who was head of the C.I.A. back in the mid-seventies? George Bush the elder. Funny story - while president, the elder Bush pardoned Posada's co-conspirator in the airliner bombing, anti-Castro fanatic Orlando Bosch, who now lives like a war hero in Miami. But this is not just another Bush story; this policy runs deep. Despite all the high-octane rhetoric, the United States has long been a fairly congenial retirement destination for aging terrorists. Posada is hardly the first, or even the most heinous, bad though he is. Aside from him and Bosch, there've been people like Emmanuel "Toto" Constant, leader of the Haitian paramilitary group FRAPH and another C.I.A. asset, who was living a fairly comfortable existence until being picked up in connection with a mortgage fraud scheme, to which he has pled guilty. (Kill and rape hundreds, perhaps thousands, in cold blood and you walk. But don't defraud the consumer!) Plenty of Latin American and Southeast Asian killers have been welcomed into our neighborhoods and universities, stopping just briefly to rinse the blood off their hands as they enter. And what the hell do you call Oliver North if not a terror leader, organizing and supplying the Contra army of murderous thugs during the 1980s (an enterprise to which Posada also contributed his grisly talents) as they attacked co-op farms, clinics, and anything else they were certain was undefended.


So... some terrorists get thrown into dark cells in client states; others go to a hero's welcome in Miami or get their own T.V. show on Fox. It's all about targeting. If they kill people who don't count, there are no consequences... and there are often rewards, in fact. If they threaten our friends or ourselves, it's a whole different story. Buy letting Posada walk, we're saying it's okay to blow up planes if the civilians on board happen to live in a country we have some dispute with. What the hell kind of "War on Terror" is that? I mean, doesn't our government's very definition of terrorism incorporate violence against innocents to achieve some political end? If Posada, Bosch, and their like are deemed not worthy of prosecution, doesn't that serve to legitimize Bin Laden's attack on the World Trade Center? I don't know about you, but that disgusts the living hell out of me. Those of you who've been reading this column for a long time know that I am no fan of U.S. policy towards Cuba, but even if I supported the embargo, I'm sure I could distinguish between those committed to peaceful democratization of the island and those willing to blow ordinary people to bits to express their opposition to Castro.


Let Posada walk? To borrow a Steven Colbert phrase, that's the craziest fucking thing I've ever heard.


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