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June 8th, 2004

02:48 am: Maybe I'm just 30
I sent off more emails to the people in congress. Just to make sure that some one has a vague idea about why I won't be allowed on to an airplane as fast as my friends, this is probably why. My new letter to my friends in congress. Cheers


Here is a little something I think you need to deal with immediately.

"New York Times, Published: June 8, 2004
By NEIL A. LEWIS and ERIC SCHMITT
WASHINGTON, June 7 — A team of administration lawyers concluded in a March 2003 legal memorandum that President Bush was not bound by either an international treaty prohibiting torture or by a federal antitorture law because he had the authority as commander in chief to approve any technique needed to protect the nation's security.
The memo, prepared for Defense Secretary Donald H. Rumsfeld, also said that any executive branch officials, including those in the military, could be immune from domestic and international prohibitions against torture for a variety of reasons."

Does anyone in this congress find it strange that this administration would go as far as to find out if the president or his cabinet members would be personally liable for torture.

In this day in age I would think that as the most powerful country in the world with the strongest army and intelligence, we would not need to torture anyone. This is like a teenager asking his parent “Sooo, let’s say I did take the car without your permission, what kind of trouble would I get into?” I imagine that you are a parent and if your child said this to you, this would send up a red flag, would it not? Am I wrong? I use this example in a fun way, but this is not funny in the least, this is endangering lives. Isn’t torturing illegal? Isn’t it painful? Isn’t it against our morals? Does no one in this administration or most of the congress, not understand that torture is not something that should be done? If you take the rule “Do on to others as you would have them do on to you”, then what are we saying to people in others countries? Especially since we have our troops in an area that we are not very popular in and what about ALL our Americans throughout every country in the world.

This administration is putting the American people at great risk and I will ask you to send them my wishes for the administration to actually take some responsibility for their leadership (and no just saying “I’m Sorry” or “I didn’t know” until everyone with a memory as long as reality TV show just forgets) they need to resign like Tenet or you should do everything in your power to get rid of this administration. Speak loud, speak strong, be the leader that we want you to be. Risk your job in the name of freedom just like our soldiers risk their lives everyday. It also seems a little too convenient to have this come out during the mourning over President Reagan. They do this a lot you know, scare us, or pull our attention to something else while the really important blunders they do go unnoticed. Maybe your to close to the center of the storm, but us on the outside; we notice.

Thank you for a response for my last email Senator Wyden. I’m still awaiting yours Representative Wu.

By the way “NO DRAFT”. For Roosevelt, yes. To stop the Nazi’s, Yes. To stop the Execution of 6,000,000 Jews, YES. For Bush, NO, To kill a people that we’re trying to free, NO. For Millions of dollars for companies that have millions of dollars that pay little or no taxes, that do not produce jobs in our country, that pay our country men little money and make them pay health care, and that carry out rape and torture and blame it on our service men and women, NO, NO, NO.

Zachary Cavanell

Current Mood: thirsty
Current Music: "late in the day" Supergrass

March 23rd, 2004

02:08 am: writing to the congress
I'm a little freaked out right now , because I just wrote my senator and congressman. I have this feeling that when you make a step toward people in power they take you down dragging behind men in black. I think I been reading too much Noam Chomsky (my hero) and thinking that if he can jump right in the middle of the fray, why can't I? Here is my letter:

Dear (Senator, Congressman)
For the benefit of every American and for any of our foreign counterparts, please do everything you can to see to it that we figure out what exactly happen prior to 9/11. I do not trust the current presidential administration with our lives or the lives of our children. To me it seems that they only have their own interest at hand. This no longer feels like a democracy and during these past few years I have been embarrassed by the things we do as a country under the poor guidance of this president. If he had any such knowledge that would have stopped the tragedy in New York and did not use this, I see him and his administration as criminals that should be punished under our judicial system for the deaths of all those who lost their life that tragic day.
Thank you, and I know you will do your best.

It's been nice knowing all of you, and I'm sure you will fight on.

Current Mood: scared
Current Music: Hound Dog - Big Mama Thornton

January 25th, 2004

09:33 pm: A new and improved food.
With a five and a one in my pocket, I walk in the super grocery store looking for food that will sustain me for the week to come until I get paid. The isles are filled with brand new tastes, new colors and it seems that each type of food is improved from the last time I saw it. We pay for this improvement through higher prices and ease of use.

With the idea of investment and the small amount of cash I had on hand, I wondered if I could buy a food that would regenerate itself. This food would keep giving, so I may enjoy it now and later without having to pay more money for each consumption. What a fantastic idea I had, if I were a scientist I would create this food for the poor and unhealthy and save the world from starvation.

How far will this society bring me down into this pool? How far will it take me when I remember, that I may farm and hunt like generations before me? How far will it take me down, till I remember I do not need its support? How deep and dark will I be when I will remember that I can swim? When the people around me are going down as well, so fast, so deep, will I be able to swim past them and rise to the sunshine on top of this murky water? Will I give up, resting at the bottom next to beautiful heads with smiles on their faces that wear wonderful clothes covering potbelly tummies?

Current Mood: curious
Current Music: Lara's Theme from Dr. Zhivago

January 11th, 2004

10:10 pm: broken frames
A child runs through the house. A guest to those who live here; the mother tells her to stop running. Knowing that things that grown-ups say are not as important as the fun that you may have as a child, she continues. She didn’t physically hit the table; in fact she was nowhere near it. One atom dropped to become part of the floor and the other atoms came along in a massive avalanche that if its contents were rolled up a fly wouldn’t feel it hit itself. But that was enough, enough for it to let go, enough for it to slide and split the gap between the two walls that held up this picture frame. As frame hit the countertop, the fall was great enough to make the glass within it to shatter out of the frame and on the floor. The owners no thought reaction was to cover her mouth from inhaling to much air creating a physically bubbling sound that pull the guests eyes away from the breaking glass and to the reaction that was to possibly give her a feeling of embarrassment, not guilt form the broken frame but guilt about having a child. The owner asked the son what had happen? He said he had foolishly pulled his arm back in recreating a classic story of good versus bad, love versus hate, and had knocked over the picture of the man who gave up his life so his children may carry on. He lied. Everyone knew it was the child, even he did. The son was clear and concise and no one would doubt him though. The child would go on for another day without guilt, expanding her childhood at least one more day.

Current Mood: hopeful
Current Music: The Dalai Lama - Stages of Meditation

December 17th, 2003

10:22 am: old
I read an article today about a man who became a millionaire, than went bankrupt. Was married for fifty years and had his wife died of cancer. His son was killed in a car accident and he was left with no one else in the world. So at the age of 75 he remarried. She was a drug addict and got him into smoking pot, doing cocaine and crack. He said he tried Heroin a little, but he didn't want to get strung out. He divorced, her and after a few years of setting his life in a traditional way, he decided to scrap that and robbed his first bank at the age of 87. He has been caught three times for robbing banks. The last one in Abiline, Texas he took the bank for $2000 and was caught going 90 mph down a highway. They say that he is going to jail for a long time this time. However long that is?

My new hero JL Hunter "Red" Rountree.

I know god has punished me with what will be a long life, so when all of you have passed away, I will be living life in the footsteps of "Red"

December 13th, 2003

07:21 pm: Ordering a BigMac through a drive through in Tampa Bay
Don't worry about me I'll be fine. I've decided to forego the crap that you keep trying to shove down my throat. I've decided I don't really want to be around people like you any longer. This is the end of our time together and alas I hold no grudges against you, but don't be angry with me. There are enough of them out there for you. They're out there awaiting your line to yank them up as hard as you can. If you wait to long they might just follow me into this place of rest and beauty. So hurry before you lose another one.

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: KC and the Sunshine Band - Keep It Comin' Love
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