…aylan, who worried that his father might drown…

…love and caring amid unremitting malevolence…

Pepe Escobar in a post at RT demonstrates the power of prose in his analysis of the US, Nato, and followers and their adventures in the Middle East and elsewhere. His post, Blowback on a NATO beach,

Little did Nilufer Demir, 29, the female photojournalist of the Turkish Dogan News agency know that the moment she saw little Aylan Kurdi, 3, washed ashore at the Ali Hoca Burnu beach near Bodrum, she would be making history.

Aylan is alone, as if suspended by the immense solitude of death, just as his family’s dream of offering him a new life in a new continent away from death and destruction was about to be fulfilled. It’s as if his lone lifeless body at the shores of a NATO beach was also about to prefigure the death of Europe – or the death of a once pan-European dream of solidarity and compassion.

The irony in all this is that the photo of that tiny, innocent toddler also symbolises the much earlier half-million faceless and nameless Iraqi child victims of US sanctions, a cost arrogantly justified. The toddler also symbolises those tens of thousands of faceless and nameless victims of Western Wars of Salvation, ‘humanitarian intervention (and extermination)’ against so many countries.

 Regime Change Refugees: On the Shores of Europe

…Aylan Kurdi’s body lay in a fetal position. Few dry eyes could turn away from that photograph.

The Jordanian cartoonist Rafat Alkhateeb drew an image of Aylan Kurdi. The infant’s body lies on the other side of a barbed wire fence that separates him from the continents of the world.


The West believes that it is acceptable for it to overthrow governments and bomb its enemies in the lands of the Third World. It sees this as the limit of its humanitarianism. It calls this humanitarian interventionism or, in the language of the UN, “responsibility to protect” (R2P). When it breaks states, as it did in Libya, the West takes no responsibility for the broken lives of the people in those zones. Bombs are borderless. But war refugees must stand in queues and be held in concentration camps. They are not allowed freedom of movement.

Why I Shared a Horrific Photo of a Drowned Syrian Child

What struck me the most were his little sneakers, certainly lovingly put on by his parents that morning as they dressed him for their dangerous journey. One of my favorite moments of the morning is dressing my kids and helping them put on their shoes. They always seem to manage to put something on backwards, to our mutual amusement. Staring at the image, I couldn’t help imagine that it was one of my own sons lying there drowned on the beach.

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Standing out among those European countries that, with its leader, inflicted wanton death, destruction and displacement on defenseless countries, is Germany with its Chancellor Merkel, spied on by the very leader of the pack. The Independent, in its unrelenting campaign to shame the shameless culprits into some attempt at humanity, would report, 10,000 refugees reach Munich and are greeted with food, water and teddy bears

Germans greeted the refugees on 6 September, as they had done the day before, with fruit, cereal bars and stuffed toys for the children. Young couples dressed in Bavarian dirndl dresses and Lederhosen watched and waved. A couple with a toddler held a handmade banner which read: “Willkommen in Deutschland! Welcome to Germany!” Arabic-speaking volunteers danced in a circle with Kurdish women from Syria.

And this is Germany, a Germany that is continually reminded of its dark WW II past by feckless corporate media, media now strangely (and loudly) mute on an epic human tragedy unleashed by the self-promoted ‘Beacon of Freedom and Democracy’.

For a parting shot, we have an Open Letter, An open letter to anyone who ever talked down the refugee crisis

…depopulation, inc: ‘refugees? the faster you take’em, the faster we make’em – if they survive’…