Isley Brothers Play Benefit Concert in Libya

The Isley Brothers played a sold-out benefit concert in Benghazi today, encouraging oppressed Libyans to throw their hands up and shout.

How the 2008/09 Gaza “war” should’ve happened

Reflections on Operation Cast Lead in light of the international community’s decision to “aid” Libyan revolutionaries in their struggle against Gaddafi.

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Is Qaddafi going for a Tony Montana-like ending?

Libya Queues and the No-Fly Zone Quagmire

By Mehrunisa Qayyum

The clouds of various national interests and humanitarian rhetoric occupy the no-fly zone skies. Hence, three arguments serve as the common denominator as purported by regional bodies, like the League of Arab States and the African Union (AU), as well as powerful actors like the United States, EU and NATO. Below summarize the three simultaneous conditions that must all emerge to warrant a no-fly zone… read

Libya from a Libyan’s Perspective

By Tasnim

“The revolution skipped us,” my brother said. He was in Libya, watching the celebrations in Tahrir Square on TV. The joke in Libya was that Tunisians were asking Libyans to duck so the Tunisians can see the revolutionaries on the other side.

At the time the Facebook page for Libya’s Day of Rage was being repeatedly taken down and put back up, young masked Libyans were posting videos encouraging people to go out to the streets, and the older generations were muttering “We’ll believe it when we see it.”

Two days before the “Day of Rage,” there were demonstrations in Benghazi. Relatives of the 1200 prisoners who were massacred in the Abu Sleem prison had taken to the streets following the detention of Fathi Terbil, human rights lawyer and the official spokesman of the victims’ families. For the next couple of days, and across several cities, there was a cycle of protests, deaths of protesters, and shootings at funeral marches for dead protesters. Police stations were burned, posters of Gaddafi were torn down and videos of unarmed protesters facing snipers, live ammunition and thugs with construction-hats were posted on the internet. Across the country people gathered for sit-ins and demonstrations, and in Benghazi the central square which is still the site of protests was renamed Tahrir Square. During this time, most media outlets were still using the excuse of not being on the ground and allowing their coverage of Libya to be limited to bulletins about “unrest” in the country.

Celebrate Sanity with a Gaddafi Facebook Profile Picture

Muammar Gaddafi is the Kanye West of Arab dictators. He dresses real cool; says dumb shit at inappropriate times; and is convinced that he’s far greater than he really is. Plus, everybody knows he’s a motha fuckin monster.

Libya In Perspective

Unlike in Egypt, the American-Israeli forces are clearly rooting for Qaddafi’s collapse, and should the rebels fail in their endeavor, I fear Obama will scream “war crimes” and get NATO to intervene to achieve what the rebels could not.

It will be another Iraq/Kosovo, except this time the people might actually receive the invaders with flowers.

Christiane Amanpour: The Dictator’s Pet

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always hated Christiane Amanpour. For those living under a rock, she served as CNN’s Chief Foreign Correspondent for 27 years before transferring to ABC’s “This Week.” WARNING: Amanpour is the quintessential journalist-celebrity whose skin-deep reporting is almost fraudulent.

Her recent, grossly opportunistic dictator-stroking in the Arab world is a reminder of how far American TV journalism has fallen. read

Libyan Brother Leader Unveils Anti-Drug Campaign

To stem the tide of drug-induced protesters taking over Libya, the country’s Brother Leader Muammar Gaddafi is initiating a campaign against drugs. read.

Lessons from Scarface: How to stop a psychopath

Remember the closing scene in Scarface? After killing his best friend, Tony Montana (Al Pacino) retreats back to his gratuitously gaudy mansion and desperately shoves his face into a mountain of cocaine. He watches in utter disbelief while his little sister is killed before his eyes by one of his enemy’s armed henchmen. And while Montana clearly knows that his own death is imminent – most of his friends have either defected or been killed, and the ones that remain will only be able to protect him for so long – Montana still refuses to accept his mortality. Picking up his fully-equipped M16 assault rifle, Montana boldly confronts dozens of Latin American assassins. Frenzied, stoned, and totally delusional, Tony Montana turns his foyer into a pool of blood, until he is finally killed by a single shotgun shot to the back.