Cowboys and Indians

Colonel Muammar Gaddafi is dead. The world celebrates. Some feel a little queasy at the images being shown, but, for the most part, we are happy that this man of violence is dead. His tyranny is over and the world is a safer place without him.

It’s like the best cowboy movie ever:

The goodies killed the baddy. The world is a safer place. We pat ourselves on the back.

Well done!

But wait…hold on a second…is that good enough? Is that true enough? Does that do justice to all the people that have been killed by terrorists funded by Muammar Gaddafi and by Gaddafi himself?

Some think that it does. The simple story told, is where the baddy gave weapons to the other baddies, and the other baddies killed lots of goodies, and so the best thing is for the goodies to kill the baddy. This is justice…isn’t it?

Well, what if the goodies are just as bad as the baddies, but they like to keep our attention elsewhere? What if it turned out that the goodies were arming baddies all the time, and giving the baddies technology in order to undermine the civil rights of the other goodies that the baddy is in charge of? And, what if the goodies like to do business with the baddies as long as it is profitable, and only stop doing business with the baddies when the baddies stop letting them have their economic control of their resources?

If this is the case, then the story of baddies arming other baddies, who then kill goodies…actually applies in reverse to us…the goodies…and in that case, it would be as justifiable for the world to celebrate at scenes of western political leader’s dead bodies being dragged through the streets to scenes of celebratory gunfire. Many of the people that us goodies consider to be baddies, would of course celebrate that. But, I am sure that this idea would horrify us…us the goodies, in our comfy little democracies. Our leaders are unquestionably the goodies in our story…us the loyal citizens, who keep the cowboy story alive.

Of course, at the heart of the cowboy story, is the greatest cover-up in the history of mankind…and most of us find it hard not to revel in the glory of the cowboy, even though he is part of a system of ethnic cleansing and genocide. Those savage Indians need to be curtailed by the honourable man with his six-shooter, leather chaps and civilisation.

WHAT THE FUCK!!

When will we wake up and stop telling the same clichéd stories that are nothing more than a political sleight of hand, to draw attention away from our own sins and shames. We have the audacity to delight in the revolutions of people who want their civil rights and independence…and yet, we, the democratic western world [goodies] have been helping dictators and tyrannies [baddies] violently crush many more revolutions fuelled by exactly the same thing. We sell fighter jets to bomb villagers, we sell technology so that dictators can spy on their own people, we arm the biggest human rights abusers in the world, and we continue to do business, and therefore fund many more dictators and tyrannies, of course that is, until it suits us [the goodies] to do otherwise.

It’s all cowboys and Indians…and massive dose of bullshit!

And, as a famous rabbi once said…yada yada yada