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Peeve Farm
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Thursday, January 24, 2002
21:17 - Oh yeah-- I couldn't just let this slip by... http://www.cnn.com/2002/LAW/01/24/walker.court/index.html	(top)
So Johnny the Disaffected Gen-Y MTV-Generation Rebel Youth has appeared in court and given us the first couple of pictures of him that weren't taken back in November when he had a big Manson beard and stared at the ceiling in that one photo that has been used over and over as the illustration above his name for the past two months. I don't have much by way of opinion to offer about the guy today. He's making it hard for anyone to have an opinion about him. "Yes, I understand the charges against me," he says. "Yes, I love the US." "Yes, I feel that jihad is absolutely the righteous fight." "Yes, I understand I have committed treason." "Yes, I supported the September 11 attacks." "Yes, I am a proud American." Is this what happens when you spend two years eating (with apologies to Spalding Grey) bark, bugs, lizards and leaves, running around in the bare rocky hills with a bunch of bearded, wild-eyed, gaunt people who carry Kalashnikovs the way Japanese tourists carry cameras? It makes you incapable of saying anything incriminating or even interesting, even before you get a lawyer to tell you not to? It makes a viewer stare impassively at your courtroom sketch and glumly think, "Okay, what else is on?" Here, I'll give it a shot: After leaving the courthouse his father, Frank Lindh, told reporters, "John loves America. We love America. John did not do anything against America. John did not take up arms against America. He never meant to harm any American, and he never did harm any American. John is innocent of these charges." "John loves America," eh? What, with favah beans and a nice Chianti? Did he have American flags and Raiders logos on the bumper of his Toyota in Mazar-e-Sharif? Let me guess, he stands up in his prison cell every morning and recites the Pledge of Allegiance before kneeling on a knit American-flag rug to pray toward Mecca? ...Hmm, okay. See, that didn't work. I just can't drum up any sentiment about this guy. He's being deliberately bland, like light bends around him. (Maybe that's why there are so few pictures of him.) I know his lawyer is probably instructing him to be as uncommunicative and cooperative as possible, but... man. It just seems like there should be more there there in a guy who decided Islam was so important that he would travel to Yemen to study it at an age where most kids are primarily worried about which Playstation games to buy. I guess the lesson I will take from this, if there is any to take, is that if Southern Comfort Lindh is any indication, the atmosphere in the al Qaeda camps were-- and are-- of an eerie resigned fatalism, a live-for-the-moment existence where all that matters is improving your marksmanship a little more, getting over the next ridge, making it to the camp by nightfall, making it to the next muezzin's call. When you don't get much food or sleep, life gets like that. Small wonder these guys think nothing of suicide missions. Just another thing to do in the day. Shower, brush teeth, pray, catch taxi to airport, get on plane, pray, hijack plane and fly into building, check in at front gates of Paradise, pray, get something to eat...