Whisky & Westminster the tale
You have heard the song; now read the tale. Hey the Eagles got away with it with Desperado…
Whisky & Westminster
As I sit here in this local bar with my buddie John I watch him eyeing up the piano in the corner with ill intent. He peers over his pint and Evening Standard itching to hop on the piano to play out a tune. The drinkers and smokers in this pub have no idea they are the subjects of a new song about their time here. They while away the time until chucking out time oblivious to their new found fame. While I feign reading I contemplate how the village will take our latest effort Whisky & Westminster.
I sit and contemplate the inspiration for our latest tune. It was inspired by events that took place in this here pub a few weeks ago.
As I remember it I was sitting in this very chair sipping a pint and casting a writers eye over the occupants.
An older gentleman stood above me. Do you mind if we sit here? Are you expecting someone?
No, that is fine. I am here alone.
Excellent, we will try not to disturb replied the second more portly gentleman.
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... here I am at Camp Jihad-a.
Two hours. Two hours I spent thinking up that freaking title, and I don’t care if you don’t think it’s funny. Two hours. (If you don’t get the reference, it’s to a popular novelty song of the 60’s, variously credited to Allan Sherman or Spike Jones.)
Anyway, I see that this is making the rounds again. Some people seem to be under the impression that it’s new; in fact it dates back to March of 2004.
I wasn’t surprised to read it at the time: It squared with other accounts I’d seen, usually buried so far in the newspaper that you’d have to be reading the escort agency ads to stumble upon them.
Not that I would be reading the escort agency ads. OK, I might have. Merely out of curiousity.
What did surprise me was where this was printed—in the reflexively anti-American British magazine, the Guardian:
Tracked down to his remote village in south-eastern Afghanistan, Naqibullah has memories of Guantanamo that are almost identical to Asadullah’s. Prison life was good, he said shyly, nervous to be receiving a foreigner to his family’s mud-fortress home.The food in the camp was delicious, the teaching was excellent, and his warders were kind. “Americans are good people, they were always friendly, I don’t have anything against them,” he said. “If my father didn’t need me, I would want to live in America.”
Asadullah is even more sure of this. “Americans are great people, better than anyone else,” he said, when found at his elder brother’s tiny fruit and nut shop in a muddy backstreet of Kabul. “Americans are polite and friendly when you speak to them. They are not rude like Afghans. If I could be anywhere, I would be in America. I would like to be a doctor, an engineer – or an American soldier.”
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Are they trying to sell Dodge cars or create a VD scare?
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The Brits are at it at Tim’s. This week I spaced sending in my piece for SNN so its sans me but still rather good. I was preparing for my band’s gig yesterday. The Bestof is going well too. We got Cordite all over the place. And there is a Story collection for you to enjoy as well as some Cat Blogging.
And there is only one CoTV this week and its at Free Money Finance.
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