Shoes thrown at Bush on Iraq trip

[edit on 16-12-2008 by ModernAcademia]

Have you seen him laughing while they tackle the Iraqi and make him scream?

www.liveleak.com...

THIS WAS A SET UP




Watch his face as he dodges the shoes...

HE IS SMILING not shocked... like it was EXPECTED


What we would LIKE to see...

Bush Leaving Office





[edit on 16-12-2008 by zorgon]

There is an online petition (one of many out there now) to have the Shoe Thrower - Monthater Al-Zaidi freed from custody.




www.ipetitions.com...



take care all
res

Throw your own shoe at Bush

Gotta try this

SOCK and AWE
www.sockandawe.com...

And for those who feel pity for him you can try to be an SS Agent and stop the shoes..

www.t-enterprise.co.uk...

MWAHAHAHAHA

reply to post by resistancia


Thanks, I just signed the petition.

Bush shoe-thrower 'tortured'

An Iraqi journalist arrested after throwing his shoes at the US president has been tortured during his detention, his brother has said.

Muntazer al-Zaidi, who called George Bush "a dog" during his attack, was beaten by security guards after his arrest, Durgham al-Zaidi told Al Jazeera on Tuesday.

"We know that [Muntazer] has been tortured and his hand was broken. I asked them to go and check on him in the Green Zone [in Baghdad]," he said.

Al-Baghdadia television, Muntazer's employer, reported that al-Zeidi had been "seriously injured" while in custody.

The channel has urged the Iraqi government to allow lawyers and the Iraqi Red Crescent to visit him.

The Iraqi military has denied that al-Zaidi has been mistreated while in detention.

EDIT: Link

[edit on 17-12-2008 by Total Reality]

reply to post by SLAYER69


You are right! This was planned to show that Bush is fit and not lazy. I can't believe the stuff Bush comes up with

Tortured? Ugh...

He really should have held his tongue imo.

Originally posted by fleabit
Tortured? Ugh...
He really should have held his tongue imo.

Don't worry, the torturers are probably holding it for him.
Tongue pincers are a vital part of the torturer's black bag.

I wonder if his shoes were Prada or Gucchi shoes? And when he passes from this mortal coil, will he be rewarded in Heaven? And what will he be rewarded with? Shoes? Sneakers?

What if Bush had thrown his shoe in retaliation and then everyone started throwing shoes, then coats then shirts, then ties...see how this could have gotten out of hand? Sort of like this thread. I need a Mod!!!


[edit on 18-12-2008 by xxxRex84xxx]

reply to post by SLAYER69


I smell a Flash Video Game in the very near future...HAHA
I think Bush Handled it well though..

I look at it this way; in spite of the leftist opposition to Bush and the criticism of the military actions in Iraq, with the claim that it is a failed war, ask this one question-

If the US and other nations had not embarked upon a war against terror and sought to bring democracy to the Middle East, would this journalist have been allowed to throw his shoes at a foreign dignitary?

People laugh at Bush and enjoy the act of someone insulting him, but the freedom to commit such an act did not exist under the Hussein regime. Only through our efforts to bring reform to the region did ths sort of act become allowable, even if un-tolerated by the political leaders.

I wonder if that journalist gave any thought to what would have happened to him if say, Hugo Chavez was visiting Saddam Hussein and the journalist threw his shoes at Chavez?

Originally posted by Maines Lone Ranger
I wonder if that journalist gave any thought to what would have happened to him if say, Hugo Chavez was visiting Saddam Hussein and the journalist threw his shoes at Chavez?

Then Chavez would get 'crunk' and throw down some 'rowdy chingasos' all 'gaucho' and sh*t, dawg. Like old school, esse!

Originally posted by xxxRex84xxx
I wonder if his shoes were Prada or Gucchi shoes? And when he passes from this mortal coil, will he be rewarded in Heaven? And what will he be rewarded with? Shoes? Sneakers?

Silly Lemming that's an easy one to answer

Gold Winged Sandals what else?

I need a Mod!!!

Sounds like a personal issue We all have needs

reply to post by Maines Lone Ranger

Only through our efforts to bring reform to the region did ths sort of act become allowable, even if un-tolerated by the political leaders.

Jeez, I never thought of it that way. I guess it really was worth thousands of lives lost, and millions of people displaced, cuz now, this guy can throw a shoe at someone and only get tortured in an American prison instead of being shot on the spot.
Now I wonder why I didn't think of that.

Skip to about 0:40 for solid entertainment.



"So what if a guy threw a shoe at me"
George W. Bush

[edit on 18-12-2008 by truthquest]

Not sure if this is relavant to this thread, but instead of throwing shoes at Bush which will do no good, why not do something humanitarian for the widows and the orphans in Iraq that this guy mentioned?

I mean instead of wasting the money on stamps or signing petitions, why not do something for the people affected by the war. I hope this post is not out of line.

I got a new pair of Dockers at Sears that crimp my foot so I was
going to throw them out.

Then this happened.

Brown shoes big enough to write something on with black marker.

I could donate them to a good cause, I can't let potentially damaging
shoes even go to the homless, that would be too cruel.

Shoes should not be harmful when worn.
Yeah, the government needs a new pair of shoes.
Perhaps he was donating them to Bush.
That it.
Bush needs an new pair of shoes.

Well now is all done and dusted.

The man threw shoes at bush in anger at the tortured he had seen, and was then himself tortured, his new words on release I just read on this Thread,


And thought it fitting to add here to as they are soo thought provoking:

These Words Belong to the man Who threw Shoes at Bush

Mutadhar al-Zaidi, the Iraqi who threw his shoe at George Bush gave this speech on his recent release.

In the name of God, the most gracious and most merciful.

Here I am, free. But my country is still a prisoner of war.

Firstly, I give my thanks and my regards to everyone who stood beside me, whether inside my country, in the Islamic world, in the free world. There has been a lot of talk about the action and about the person who took it, and about the hero and the heroic act, and the symbol and the symbolic act.

But, simply, I answer: What compelled me to confront is the injustice that befell my people, and how the occupation wanted to humiliate my homeland by putting it under its boot.

And how it wanted to crush the skulls of (the homeland's) sons under its boots, whether sheikhs, women, children or men. And during the past few years, more than a million martyrs fell by the bullets of the occupation and the country is now filled with more than 5 million orphans, a million widows and hundreds of thousands of maimed. And many millions of homeless because of displacement inside and outside the country.

We used to be a nation in which the Arab would share with the Turkman and the Kurd and the Assyrian and the Sabean and the Yazid his daily bread. And the Shiite would pray with the Sunni in one line. And the Muslim would celebrate with the Christian the birthday of Christ, may peace be upon him. And despite the fact that we shared hunger under sanctions for more than 10 years, for more than a decade.

Our patience and our solidarity did not make us forget the oppression. Until we were invaded by the illusion of liberation that some had. (The occupation) divided one brother from another, one neighbor from another, and the son from his uncle. It turned our homes into never-ending funeral tents. And our graveyards spread into parks and roadsides. It is a plague. It is the occupation that is killing us, that is violating the houses of worship and the sanctity of our homes and that is throwing thousands daily into makeshift prisons.

I am not a hero, and I admit that. But I have a point of view and I have a stance. It humiliated me to see my country humiliated. And to see my Baghdad burned. And my people being killed. Thousands of tragic pictures remained in my head, and this weighs on me every day and pushes me toward the righteous path, the path of confrontation, the path of rejecting injustice, deceit and duplicity. It deprived me of a good night's sleep.

Dozens, no, hundreds, of images of massacres that would turn the hair of a newborn white used to bring tears to my eyes and wound me. The scandal of Abu Ghraib. The massacre of Fallujah, Najaf, Haditha, Sadr City, Basra, Diyala, Mosul, Tal Afar, and every inch of our wounded land. In the past years, I traveled through my burning land and saw with my own eyes the pain of the victims, and hear with my own ears the screams of the bereaved and the orphans. And a feeling of shame haunted me like an ugly name because I was powerless.

And as soon as I finished my professional duties in reporting the daily tragedies of the Iraqis, and while I washed away the remains of the debris of the ruined Iraqi houses, or the traces of the blood of victims that stained my clothes, I would clench my teeth and make a pledge to our victims, a pledge of vengeance.

The opportunity came, and I took it.

I took it out of loyalty to every drop of innocent blood that has been shed through the occupation or because of it, every scream of a bereaved mother, every moan of an orphan, the sorrow of a rape victim, the teardrop of an orphan.

I say to those who reproach me: Do you know how many broken homes that shoe that I threw had entered because of the occupation? How many times it had trodden over the blood of innocent victims? And how many times it had entered homes in which free Iraqi women and their sanctity had been violated? Maybe that shoe was the appropriate response when all values were violated.

When I threw the shoe in the face of the criminal, Bush, I wanted to express my rejection of his lies, his occupation of my country, my rejection of his killing my people. My rejection of his plundering the wealth of my country, and destroying its infrastructure. And casting out its sons into a diaspora.

After six years of humiliation, of indignity, of killing and violations of sanctity, and desecration of houses of worship, the killer comes, boasting, bragging about victory and democracy. He came to say goodbye to his victims and wanted flowers in response.

Put simply, that was my flower to the occupier, and to all who are in league with him, whether by spreading lies or taking action, before the occupation or after.

I wanted to defend the honor of my profession and suppressed patriotism on the day the country was violated and its high honor lost. Some say: Why didn't he ask Bush an embarrassing question at the press conference, to shame him? And now I will answer you, journalists. How can I ask Bush when we were ordered to ask no questions before the press conference began, but only to cover the event. It was prohibited for any person to question Bush.

And in regard to professionalism: The professionalism mourned by some under the auspices of the occupation should not have a voice louder than the voice of patriotism. And if patriotism were to speak out, then professionalism should be allied with it.

I take this opportunity: If I have wronged journalism without intention, because of the professional embarrassment I caused the establishment, I wish to apologize to you for any embarrassment I may have caused those establishments. All that I meant to do was express with a living conscience the feelings of a citizen who sees his homeland desecrated every day.

History mentions many stories where professionalism was also compromised at the hands of American policymakers, whether in the assassination attempt against Fidel Castro by booby-trapping a TV camera that CIA agents posing as journalists from Cuban TV were carrying, or what they did in the Iraqi war by deceiving the general public about what was happening. And there are many other examples that I won't get into here.

But what I would like to call your attention to is that these suspicious agencies -- the American intelligence and its other agencies and those that follow them -- will not spare any effort to track me down (because I am) a rebel opposed to their occupation. They will try to kill me or neutralize me, and I call the attention of those who are close to me to the traps that these agencies will set up to capture or kill me in various ways, physically, socially or professionally.

And at the time that the Iraqi prime minister came out on satellite channels to say that he didn't sleep until he had checked in on my safety, and that I had found a bed and a blanket, even as he spoke I was being tortured with the most horrific methods: electric shocks, getting hit with cables, getting hit with metal rods, and all this in the backyard of the place where the press conference was held. And the conference was still going on and I could hear the voices of the people in it. And maybe they, too, could hear my screams and moans.

In the morning, I was left in the cold of winter, tied up after they soaked me in water at dawn. And I apologize for Mr. Maliki for keeping the truth from the people. I will speak later, giving names of the people who were involved in torturing me, and some of them were high-ranking officials in the government and in the army.

I didn't do this so my name would enter history or for material gains. All I wanted was to defend my country, and that is a legitimate cause confirmed by international laws and divine rights. I wanted to defend a country, an ancient civilization that has been desecrated, and I am sure that history -- especially in America -- will state how the American occupation was able to subjugate Iraq and Iraqis, until its submission.

They will boast about the deceit and the means they used in order to gain their objective. It is not strange, not much different from what happened to the Native Americans at the hands of colonialists. Here I say to them (the occupiers) and to all who follow their steps, and all those who support them and spoke up for their cause: Never.

Because we are a people who would rather die than face humiliation.

And, lastly, I say that I am independent. I am not a member of any politicalparty, something that was said during torture -- one time that I'm far-right, another that I'm a leftist. I am independent of any political party, and my future efforts will be in civil service to my people and to any who need it, without waging any political wars, as some said that I would.
My efforts will be toward providing care for widows and orphans, and all those whose lives were damaged by the occupation. I pray for mercy upon the souls of the martyrs who fell in wounded Iraq, and for shame upon those who occupied Iraq and everyone who assisted them in their abominable acts. And I pray for peace upon those who are in their graves, and those who are oppressed with the chains of imprisonment. And peace be upon you who are patient and looking to God for release.

And to my beloved country I say: If the night of injustice is prolonged, it will not stop the rising of a sun and it will be the sun of freedom.

Global Research

I have cut some of the speech out as it is soo long.

His words are thought provoking and powerfull indeed.

Elf