Extraordinary Rendition - The truth shall set you free.
Imagine outsourcing interrogation to extraordinary places
Interrogation turns to torture even cold blooded murder:
Beyond the eyes of the civilized of those who may question even scrutinized
The logic of the truth gained to make you free:
Outsourced to Countries and or regions
Who seemingly have their own forms of political
Autonomous Freedoms:
Where laws are made by militia men or
Dictatorial Puppet Regimes:
Or to locations that simply approve of such schemes
Using interrogation or torture as a means to an end.
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poem by Chris Lane
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Congress's definition of torture in those laws - the infliction of severe mental or physical pain - leaves room for interrogation methods that go beyond polite conversation.
To call something an 'enhanced interrogation technique' doesn't alter the fact that we thought it was torture when the Japanese used it on American prisoners, we thought it was torture when the North Koreans used it, we thought it was torture when the Soviets used it. You know, it's almost the moral equivalent of saying that rape is an enhanced seduction technique.
quote by Ted Koppel
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On Torture We Should Not Keep Our Silence
In many so called Democratic Countries Human Rights laws are being transgressed
And people due to their difference from others are imprisoned and oppressed
And suffer the worst forms of torture should we in silence stand idly by
For a wrong against any individual is a wrong against you and I.
A loss of Human rights to any individual is a loss of rights to all
The huge plague of locusts destroyed the grain crops though their numbers once were small
And like the locusts those who go along with torture their numbers multiply
But on such a matter for me to keep my silence would be to live a lie.
On torture we should not keep our silence 'tis time we made a stand
I've got a lethal weapon here the pen is in my hand
I may not command much power but to my own self I must be true
For if you do not speak out against torture you become a torturer too.
In many so called Democratic Countries Governments to torture turn a blind eye
And people due to torture have even been known to die
And those who keep their silence on such a matter are saying
torture is okay
Though a loss of rights to one individual is a loss of rights to all or to me 'twould seem that way.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Tortura
Life drains away
Corporeal interrogation
Lie becomes the truth
As the voltage invades the prisons of knowledge
And sets fire to them,
Burning the evidence.
Nothing is gained.
Another life lost.
System of Keres
Of Hypnos betraying Thanatos.
poem by Eon Ezkiel
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The vast majority of prisoners at Abu Ghraib, even after interrogation, had no further intel value whatsoever.
quote by Janis Karpinski
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I do support enhanced interrogation techniques. Obviously their value is shining through with respect to the bin Laden killing.
quote by Tim Pawlenty
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Asking Questions
Asking questions makes risk when too much interrogation,
This foolish man who gifted me was in my administration.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I mean the fact is that some of this information that we have found out that led to Usama bin Laden actually came from these enhanced interrogation techniques.
quote by Rick Santorum
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Have You Ever Tried To Share Your Bliss?
Have you ever tried to share your bliss?
And someone questioned,
What you wanted in return for it?
And when you attempted to leave it with them...
A look of suspicion began to settle in.
They would not let you walk away.
An interrogation soon was relayed.
'Why you wanna give me this?
I don't want this mess!
This bliss you give!
Where you from anyway?
Do I look like I'm in need that way?
Do I look like I'm some tormented fool?
And why you lookin' all peaceful?
I didn't just graduate from nursery school.
Get that attitude away from me!
Screw you! '
Have you ever tried to share your bliss?
And someone questioned,
What you wanted in return for it?
And when you attempted to leave it with them...
A look of suspicion began to settle in.
They would not let you walk away.
An interrogation soon was relayed.
And when you left as they requested...
Did the next person you meet,
Look at you and cross the street?
Afraid of your clinched fist and bared teeth...
Was ready to pounce on them,
Ripping them apart like an angry beast?
Sometimes it is best...
To keep a bliss felt,
To oneself!
Some folks will never recognize,
A cheerfulness one has...
That another might despise!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ethically, I think pretty much every code of ethics for doctors suggests that they should not be in an interrogation room, particularly if there's anything coercive or abusive going on.
quote by Jane Mayer
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And I think that what is of concern is that they seem to be bringing skills from the scientific world into the interrogation room in a way that begs a lot of questions about whether it's ethical.
quote by Jane Mayer
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If the Court were to extend its reach to the base, judges could begin managing conditions of confinement, interrogation methods, and the use of information.
Mr. Torture
Welcome to the torture chamber
said the sign above the entrance
laughinh as it taked you by the hand
Looking as i maniac savage
inside you can sense the anguish
theatre of pain has just begun
Mr.Torture gives pain
with his whips and his chains
he knows just what you crave
Mr. Torture
If youre feeling alone
then just pick up your phone
dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain
Only sixty sents a minute
for his special brand of singing
phone guaranteed to blow your mind
You can catch him on a website
has a live chat every weeknight
cyber-torture soon coming your way
Mr Torture sells pain
to the houswives in Spain
he knows just what you crave
Mr Torture
If youre feeling alone
then just pick up your phone
dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr Torture sells pain
Handcaffed,bounded,chained and blinded
body, soul and mind ignated
every sense is torn and ripped apart
Hes been banned in twenty countries
though he does it for money
he gets pleasure by hearing you scream
Mr. Torture gives pain
with his whips and his chaines
he knows just what you crave Mr. Torture
If youre feelin alone
then just pick up your phone
dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain
song performed by by Helloween
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Democracy
You took my brothers for interrogation
a long time ago.
During this period
You built the longest Bridge, Tallest Tower, fastest Train
and supersonic Jets,
And shown so many miracles.
But my brothers did not return.
I went to a district Magistrate and explained the matter.
He was simply disappeared.
At last you said brothers were on a pilgrimage.
I searched them in Kathmandu, Bethlehem and Mecca
all over the world.
but there is no any trace of them.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Today we are engaged in a deadly global struggle for those who would intimidate, torture, and murder people for exercising the most basic freedoms. If we are to win this struggle and spread those freedoms, we must keep our own moral compass pointed in a true direction.
quote by Barack Obama
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Torture
When they torture your mother
plant a tree
When they torture your father
plant a tree
When they torture your brother
and your sister
plant a tree
When they assassinate
your leaders
and lovers
plant a tree
Whey they torture you
too bad
to talk
plant a tree.
When they begin to torture
the trees
and cut down the forest
they have made
start another.
poem by Alice Walker
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Sacrifice (a song of Auschwitz)
I clung to your hips
As they scourged us with whips
I kissed both your eyes
As they shut out the lights
I kneeled by your breast
As they stripped off your dress
I told you my prayer
As they cut off your hair
I gave out my heart
As they dragged us apart
I bargained with hope
As they massed in the smoke
I gave them my name
To keep you from the flames
My interrogation begun
For the life of your son.
poem by Frank Bana
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Explorations: III
The heart summoned me
At an impromptu moment
And subjected me to
Rapid-fire questions
That left me utterly
Defenceless!
Thus began the interrogation:
'Why do you lie to yourself? '
I simply stared silently
In response...
'Why do you make these
Desperate attempts
To escape from the
Pervading reality? '
I had no answer!
I lowered my eyes
I'm too proud to admit
That that's what
Sustains me...
The stubborn heart
Was least affected
By my silence and went on...
'Why do you pretend
To be walking on a path
Of petals when in reality
You nurse your thorn-pricked feet? '
I looked at my feet
In open guilt...
Ever since
I stand defenceless
Facing the trial
In camera!
The upright heart
Refuses to pronounce me
'NOT GUILTY! '
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Nonetheless, Article 5 makes clear that if an Iraqi civilian who is not a member of the armed forces, has engaged in attacks on Coalition forces, the Geneva Convention permits the use of more coercive interrogation approaches to prevent future attacks.
Because Love Begets Love
you hide the shadow of a man
inside your bra
it is not funny your bra bulges like
a bone
someone hides a woman's breast inside
his pants
tits on his pockets like pebbles on the beach
there is something bitchy over there
it is laughing
someone wears a heavily tinted sunglasses
imagination thinks about someone else
hands are traitors too and feet never run away
from a confrontation of lusts
we know we have secrets and we are comfortable with all
these
without the need of telling
why
we understand
we simply want to survive the heat and
the cold
the days that torture us
torture as no more
we love these secrets and of course
these secrets love us too
love begets love
in discreet cold and comfortable places of the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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