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British spy novelist John Le Carre branded US president George W Bush as America’s most “universally hated” leader and urged voters to kick him out of office next month.
The author of global best sellers such as The Spy Who Came In From the Cold and Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy launched the stinging attack on the US leader and his war in Iraq in an editorial in the Los Angeles Times.
“Probably no American president in history has been so universally hated abroad as Bush: for his bullying unilateralism, his dismissal of international treaties, his reckless indifference to the aspirations of other nations and cultures,” Le Carre wrote in the online article.
He also accused Bush of having “contempt for institutions of world government, and above all for misusing the cause of anti-terrorism in order to unleash an illegal war — and now anarchy —upon Iraq.
“Maybe there’s one good reason — just one — for reelecting George W Bush, and that’s to force him to live with the consequences of his appalling actions and answer for his own lies,” Le Carre fumed.
In the piece published on the internet less than two weeks before the closely-contested November 2 presidential election, the author urged Americans to come in from the cold by kicking out Bush.
“Give us back the America we loved, and your friends will be waiting for you,” he said.
BRITISH spy novelist John Le Carre has branded US President George
W.
Bush America's most "universally hated" leader and urged voters to kick
him out of office next month.
The author of global best sellers such as The Spy Who Came In From
the Cold and Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy launched the
stinging attack on the US leader and his war in Iraq in an editorial in
the Los Angeles Times.
"Probably no American president in history has been so universally hated abroad as Bush: for his bullying unilateralism, his dismissal of international treaties, his reckless indifference to the aspirations of other nations and cultures," Le Carre wrote in the online article.
He also accused Bush of having "contempt for institutions of world government, and above all for misusing the cause of anti-terrorism in order to unleash an illegal war - and now anarchy - upon Iraq.
"Maybe there's one good reason - just one - for reelecting George W. Bush, and that's to force him to live with the consequences of his appalling actions and answer for his own lies," Le Carre fumed.
The editorial also slammed British Prime Minister Tony Blair for his support for the war in Iraq and lashed Bush for eroding US civil rights through the Patriot Act.
In the piece that appeared less than two weeks before the closely-contested November 2 presidential election, the author urged Americans to come in from the cold by kicking out Bush.
"Give us back the America we loved, and your friends will be waiting
for you," he said.
Agence France-Presse
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Le Carre on the Lost Crusade Via NY Transfer News * All the News That Doesn't Fit Toronto Globe and Mail - Oct 13, 2001 http://www.globeandmail.com/ We Have Already Lost by John Le Carre "The Bombing Begins!" screams today's headline of the normally restrained Guardian. "Battle Joined," echoes the equally cautious International Herald Tribune, quoting George W. Bush. But with whom is it joined? And how will it end? How about with Osama bin Laden in chains, looking more serene and Christ-like than ever, arranged before a tribune of his vanquishers with Johnny Cochran to defend him? The fees won't be a problem, that's for sure. Or how about with Osama bin Laden blown to smithereens by one of those clever bombs we keep reading about that kill terrorists in caves but don't break the crockery? Or is there a solution I haven't thought of that will prevent us from turning our archenemy into an arch martyr in the eyes of those for whom he is already semi-divine? Yet we must punish him. We must bring him to justice. Like any sane person, I see no other way. Send in the food and medicines, provide the aid, sweep up the starving refugees, maimed orphans and body parts -- sorry, "collateral damage" -- but Osama bin Laden and his awful men, we have no choice, must be hunted down. Unfortunately, what America longs for at this moment, even above retribution, is more friends and fewer enemies. And what America is storing up for herself, and so are we Brits, is yet more enemies. Because after all the bribes, threats and promises that have patched together this rickety coalition, we cannot prevent another suicide bomber being born each time a misdirected missile wipes out an innocent village, and nobody can tell us how to dodge this devil's cycle of despair, hatred and -- yet again -- revenge. The stylized television footage and photographs of this bin Laden suggest a man of homoerotic narcissism, and maybe we can draw a grain of hope from that. Posing with a Kalashnikov, attending a wedding or consulting a sacred text, he radiates with every self-adoring gesture an actor's awareness of the lens. He has height, beauty, grace, intelligence and magnetism, all great attributes, unless you're the world's hottest fugitive and on the run, in which case they're liabilities hard to disguise. But greater than all of them, to my jaded eye, is his barely containable male vanity, his appetite for self-drama and his closet passion for the limelight. And, just possibly, this trait will be his downfall, seducing him into a final dramatic act of self-destruction, produced, directed, scripted and acted to death by Osama Bin Laden himself. By the accepted rules of terrorist engagement, of course, the war is long lost. By us. What victory can we possibly achieve that matches the defeats we have already suffered, let alone the defeats that lie ahead? "Terror is theatre," a soft-spoken Palestinian firebrand told me in Beirut in 1982. He was talking about the murder of Israeli athletes at the Munich Olympics 10 years before, but he might as well have been talking about the Twin Towers and the Pentagon. The late Mikhail Bakunin, evangelist of anarchism, liked to speak of the Propaganda of the Act. It's hard to imagine more theatrical, more potent acts of propaganda than these. Now Mr. Bakunin in his grave and Mr. bin Laden in his cave must be rubbing their hands in glee as we embark on the very process that terrorists of their stamp so relish: as we hastily double up our police and intelligence forces and award them greater powers, as we put basic civil liberties on hold and curtail press freedom, impose news blackouts and secret censorship, spy on ourselves and, at our worst, violate mosques and hound luckless citizens in our streets because we are afraid of the colour of their skin. All the fears that we share -- Dare I fly? Ought I to tell the police about the weird couple upstairs? Would it be safer not to drive down Whitehall this morning? Is my child safely back from school? Have my life's savings plummeted? -- are precisely the fears our attackers want us to have. Until Sept. 11, the United States was only too happy to plug away at Vladimir Putin about his butchery in Chechnya. Russia's abuse of
human rights in the North Caucasus, he was told -- we are speaking of
wholesale torture, and murder amounting to genocide -- was an
obstruction to closer relations with NATO and the United States.
There were even voices -- mine was one -- that suggested Mr. Putin
join Slobodan Milosevic on trial in The Hague: Let's do them both
together. Well, goodbye to all that. In the making of the great new
coalition, Mr. Putin looks a saint by comparison with some of his
bed-fellows.
Does anyone remember any more the outcry against the perceived
economic colonialism of the G8? Against the plundering of the Third
World by uncontrollable multinational companies? Seattle, Prague and
Genoa presented us with disturbing scenes of broken heads, broken
glass, mob violence and police brutality. Tony Blair was deeply
shocked. Yet the debate was a valid one, until it was drowned in a
wave of patriotic sentiment, deftly exploited by corporate America.
Drag up Kyoto these days, you risk the charge of being
"anti-American." It's as if we have entered a new Orwellian world
where our personal reliability as comrades in the struggle is
measured by the degree to which we invoke the past to explain the
present. Suggesting there is a historical context for the recent
atrocities is, by implication, to make excuses for them: Anyone who
is with us doesn't do that; anyone who does, is against us.
Ten years ago, I was making an idealistic bore of myself by telling
anyone who would listen that, with the Cold War behind us, we were
missing a never-to-be repeated chance to transform the global
community.
Where was the Marshall Plan? I pleaded. Why weren't young men and
women from the U.S. Peace Corps, Britain's Voluntary Service Overseas
and their continental European equivalents pouring into the former
Soviet Union by the thousands?
Were was the world-class statesman and the man of the hour, with the
voice and vision to define for us the real, if unglamorous, enemies
of [hu]mankind: poverty, famine, slavery, tyranny, drugs, brush-fire
wars racial and religious intolerance, greed?
Now thanks to Osama bin Laden and his lieutenants, all our leaders
are world-class statesment, proclaiming their voices and visions in
distant airports while they feather their electoral nests.
There has been unfortunate talk -- and not only from Silvio
-- Berlusconi of a "crusade." Crusade, of course, implies a delicious
-- ignorance
of history. Was Mr. Berlusconi really proposing to set free the holy
places of Christendom and smite the heathen? Was George W. Bush? And
am I out of order in recalling that we (Christians) actually lost the
Crusades? But all is well: Signor Berlusconi was misquoted and the
presidential reference is no longer operative.
Meanwhile, Mr. Blair's new role as America's fearless spokesman
continues apace. Mr. Blair speaks well because Mr. Bush speaks badly.
Seen from abroad, Mr. Blair in this partnership is the inspired elder
statesman with an unassailable domestic power base, whereas Mr. Bush
-- dare one say it these days? -- was barely elected at all.
But what exactly does Mr. Blair, the elder statesman, represent? Both
he and the U.S. President at this moment are riding high in their
respective approval ratings, but both are aware, if they know their
history books, that riding high on Day One of a perilous overseas
military operation doesn't guarantee you victory come election day.
How many American body bags can Mr. Bush sustain without losing
popular support? After the horrors of the Twin Towers and the
Pentagon, the American people may want revenge, but they're on a very
short fuse about shedding more American blood.
Mr. Blair -- with the whole Western world to tell him so, except for
a few sour voices back home -- is America's eloquent white knight,
the fearless, trusty champion of that ever-delicate child of the
mid-Atlantic, the "Special Relationship."
Whether that will win Mr. Blair favour with his electorate is another
matter because the Prime Minister was elected to save the country
from decay, and not from Osama bin Laden. The Britain he is leading
to war is a monument to 60 years of administrative incompetence. Our
health, education and transport systems are on the rocks. The
fashionable phrase these days describes them as "Third World," but
there are places in the Third World that are far better off than
Britain.
The country Mr. Blair governs is blighted by institutionalized
racism, white male dominance, chaotically administered police forces,
a constipated judicial system, obscene private wealth and shameful
and unnecessary public poverty. At the time of his re-election, which
was characterized by a dismal turnout, Mr. Blair acknowledged these
ills and humbly admitted that he was on notice to put them right.
So when you catch the noble throb in his voice as he leads us
reluctantly to war, and your heart lifts to his undoubted flourishes
of rhetoric, it's worth remembering that he may also be warning you,
sotto voce, that his mission to mankind is so important that you will
have to wait another year for your urgent medical operation and a lot
longer before you can ride in a safe and punctual train. I am not
sure that this is the stuff of electoral victory three years from
now. Watching Tony Blair, and listening to him, I can't resist the
impression that he is in a bit of a dream, walking his own dangerous
plank.
Did I say "war?" Has either Mr. Blair or Mr. Bush, I wonder, ever
seen a child blown to bits, or witnessed the effect of a single
cluster bomb dropped on an un�protected refugee camp? It isn't
necessarily a qualification for generalship to have seen such dread
things -- and I on't wish either of them the experience -- but it
scares me all the same when I'll watch uncut, political faces shining
with the light of combat, and hear preppy political vices steeling my
heart for battle.
And please, Mr. Bush -- on my knees, Mr. Blair -- keep God out of
this. To imagine God fights wars is to credit Him with he worst
follies of [hu]mankind. God, if we know anything about Him, which I
don't profess to, prefers effective food drops, dedicated medical
teams, comfort and good tents for the homeless and bereaved, and
without strings, a decent acceptance of our past sins and a readiness
to put them right. He prefers us less greedy, less arrogant, less
evangelical, and less dismissive of life's losers.
It's not a new world order, not yet, and it's not God's war. It's a
horrible, necessary, humiliating police action to redress the failure
of our intelligence services and cur-blind political stupidity in
arming and exploiting fanatics to fight the Soviet invader, then
abandoning them to a devastated, leaderless country. As a result,
it's our miserable duty to seek out and punish a bunch of modern
medieval religious zealots who will gain mythic stature from the very
death we propose to dish out to them.
And when it's over, it won't be over. The shadowy bin Laden armies,
in the emotional aftermath of his destruction, will gather numbers
rather than wither away. So will the hinterland of silent
sympathizers who provide them with logistical support.
Cautiously, between the lines, we are being invited to believe that
the conscience of the West has been reawakened to the dilemma of the
poor and homeless of the Earth.
And possibly, out of fear, necessity and rhetoric, a new sort of
political morality has, indeed, been born. But when the shooting dies
and a seeming peace is achieved, will the United States and its
allies stay at their posts or, as happened at the end of the Cold
War, hang up their boots and go home to their own backyards? Even if
those backyards will never again be the safe havens they once were.
[John le Carre is the author of 18 novels, including his most recent,
"The Constant Gardener."]
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