Posted by danishova on May 16, 2009
It’s often great fun to see how foreign journalists react to American news.
Here is Russia Today interviewing Moonbat “investigative journalist” Wayne Madsen for his opinions on Barack’s flippy floppies on GITMO. At the very end he says: “[Obama] erred on the side of the Pentagon and CIA when he should have erred on the side of his campaign promises”.
But the best part is the lame nickname RT devised for Barack Obama.
It is an unusual offer – but Hardin is an unusually desperate town…
Hardin’s streets are full of empty storefronts and shabby houses. Intoxicated men and women stagger out of the numerous bars and alcohol stores lining the main road. This town has been down on its luck for a long time.
And of course there’s the obligatory Ward Churchill/Barack Obama rendition of American history:
Before we left Hardin, we drove about 30 minutes to the Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument.
On June 25, 1876, 263 soldiers and other personnel of the US Seventh Cavalry, commanded by the dashing Lieutenant Colonel George Armstrong Custer, attacked a large encampment of Lakota Cheyenne and Arapaho Indians.
Custer and his men were then annihilated in one of the Native Americans’ greatest military triumphs.
But of course it was a Pyrrhic victory; within a few years almost all of the Great Plains Indians were either killed or herded onto prison-like reservations, their traditional way of life shattered forever.
It remains one of the greatest tragedies in American history.
I sensed an almost eerie connection, somehow, between the wars that devastated the Indians and the devastation of the so-called war on terror; a link between Custer’s last stand and Hardin’s quixotic quest.
S-t-r-e-t-c-h! I’ll give it an ‘A’ for effort though.
In the 19th century, pursuit of the US concept of "manifest destiny" and unbridled power led US policymakers to ignore the human rights of native peoples, treating them as sub-human.
In the 21st century, America is again embroiled in wars against people it does not fully understand, extending its military power worldwide with what many see as little regard for the long-term consequences.
As I stood regarding the white marble headstones that marked the places where Custer’s men fell on that day so long ago, a cold gust of rain swept over the prairie.
It was time to leave big sky country, its tragic history, and its troubled present.