Category Archives: Carlos Arredondo
Evidently Bush has no problem showing his support for mean, violent groups..just so long as they support his idiotic war. The Gathering of Idiots..oops, Eagles were invited to dine with Bush, Laura, Condi and the Big Dick Cheney three days after they went after Carlos Arredondo during the DC March. This post, written by Hannah Johns, originally appeared on After Downing Street
On September 18, 2007, three days after members of the pro-war Gathering of Eagles were involved in the verbal, then physical, attacks on Gold Star Father and war opponent Carlos Arredondo (and to a much lesser extent myself) at the march in DC, the president, Laura, Condi, Karen Hughes, and Darth Cheney hosted groups they deem supporting the troops at a breakfast on the south lawn of the Whitehouse. Here are three pictures which show that the administration is not too choosy in the terrorists it invites for eggs and bacon.
There is a photo of Chris Hill, ‘National Director of Ops’ for the Gathering of Eagles, with the prez himself, one of Chris Hill over Carlos during the altercation, and one just after as he distances himself from the police questioning. These people continue to encourage physical confrontation with those they disagree with, which now polls show is a strong majority. This was a wakeup for me. I didn’t think that in public they would try to strongarm a middle-aged woman like myself. The verbal abuse they hurled at those who passed them by would have been reprehensible enough, but to follow up with ripping off (fallen US soldier) Alex Arredondo’s photo, and the ensuing kicking of his father, was shocking. To me, anyway. I guess not to Bushco.
What this shows us is that Bush is sending a message to these types of fuckwits… that he appreciates their violent tendencies and will reward them. This shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone, since Bush was a mean child and as a adult has shown he doesn’t give a rat’s ass about the human cost of his War for Oil.
I have met Mr. Arredondo. I talked to him for quite a while at the DFA convention in San Diego last year. He is a quiet man, a huge sadness can be felt surrounding him when he talks about the death of his son the marine. That anyone would attack this man is unconscionable.For pictures of the beat-down, check Roberts blog here. From TomPaine.com’s Rick Perlstein:
The pro-war fascists of Gathering of Eagles found a father of fallen Marine to beat up along the route: Carlos Arredondo, who marches in anti-war demonstrations pulling a flag-draped coffin adorned with a picture of his son. Here’s one account:
As Carlos passed counter protesters, one man ripped a picture of Alex from the memorial. Carlos leaped on the man to retrieve the picture. It was at that point that approximately five others all began to attack Carlos by kicking him in the head, legs, stomach and back. The Capitol police bicycle patrol then appeared to break up the fight. Several officers including a female officer were engaged in breaking up the fight and were able to stop any further injuries from occurring. Hannah Jones who was walking with Carlos was also assaulted. A bystander named Ramesh witnessed the whole encounter and also retrieved the picture of Alex for Carlos. He was quite distressed at how he watched the men follow Carlos as he pulled the memorial, purposefully yelling epiphets and eventually taking Alex’s photograph. Soon, an ambulance showed up as well as many concerned activists. The paramedics provided first aid to Carlos but he did not seek further medical attention. Carlos sustained bloody cuts on his shins. He also reported bruises all over his torso and head where he was kicked.
And here’s what one of the perpetrators has to say about it. He clearly believes himself a hero: the fallen Marine, after all, was “being held hostage in company not of his own choosing.” Well, yes, none of us get to choose our own parents. But these parents “immediately and obviously intended” to “disrespect his Corps,” and had to be wailed upon. Their son would have only wanted it that way:
My teams broke up at the Capitol, mission accomplished, and I was walking alone back to the Mall when I saw the photo-image of a proud young Marine in dress blues being held hostage in company not of his own choosing and affixed to a coffin not his own. The insult to his honor and disrespect to his Corps and cause by his captors was immediately obvious and intended. These same peddlers of provocation are paid to push their coffin-prop all over the country they revile. They subvert a common will and undermine the cause and country for which this hostage-Marine had sacrificed his very life. The captive Marine was not among his own. He was surrounded and outnumbered by those who shamelessly exploit his image and memory, disgrace his uniform, his brothers in arms, and his willing sacrifice. He would never choose such company. He needed a rescue…
“He needed a rescue.” This remarkable discourse reminds me of the Terry Schiavo case, one of the signal conservative failures of our era, and a crucial window into the deep psychology of the far-right. The lesson is: no family attachment matters when it falls afoul of the cleansing perfections of right-wing ideology. In the Schiavo case wingnut ideology provided a weird psychological defense against the disappointments of our children who fly away and disappoint us; recall that it turned upon an argument that it was really the parents who get to decide everything about their adult children, not the spouses who steal our children away from us. In this case the Freudian issue is rage at the parent. We see a damaged soul beating up someone else’s father for “disrespecting the Corps”: sorry you never got a chance to wail on your own dad for doing you wrong, dude, but it must be fun to get to do it symbolically, and with such self-exculpatory glee to boot.
How I tire of conservatives working out their psychopathologies in the public square.
How I tire of these smarmy bastards refusing to allow us our right to dissent. They can’t handle the truth..which would explain why they try to silence it constantly. Sick fucks.