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do well to remind ourselves of the potential leverage Osama bin Laden
has on the public imagination. You begin with what we simply know to be
true and can only grit our teeth over: Osama is a hero in great parts
of the world. If a popularity contest were held today in the Philippines,
Osama would come in somewhere between George Harrison and John Lennon.
That is the straight fico vote: Up yours, America.
Comes then the class of people who are not Muslim jihadists, but feel
a sense of detachment about September 11, perhaps a touch of: Maybe America
had it coming. They watch the days go by with a trace of exhilaration
over what's going on. I mean, here is one bearded fanatic you can
talk yourself into thinking of him as a John the Baptist who is
being pounded day after day by the greatest air force of the greatest
power in the world. He has tucked himself into a little cavity in a mountain
and the 15,000-pound Daisy Cutters drop here, and there, and on top and
on the bottom and he remains inside there somewhere, reciting the Koran,
drinking tea, and consoling his intimate guard with the rightness of their
cause and the certainty of their deliverance, if not in this world, then
in the next.
And then, the American dragon, Wolfowitz, says to the press that the American
people have to be prepared for the fact that we may be hunting this man
and his followers "in Afghanistan months from now." Months
from now? You would think that in less time than that, the Department
of Defense of the greatest-ever superpower could transform Afghanistan
from mountainous to tropical. If Osama is alive months from now, he will
have gone a long way to claiming eternal life for himself.
Add to the mythogenic scene one Arab prophet surviving against
the military-industrial complex the exploitation of the skeptics
in the matter of direct responsibility for September 11. We are not talking
about Alan Dershowitz, who having established that O. J. Simpson is not
a killer can, with hands tied behind his back, prove that Osama is innocent.
No, there are the others. Around my shop, we call them Grassy Knollers
they are certain that one or more men were there helping out Lee
Harvey Oswald that day in Dallas, hiding behind the grassy knoll. Such
as these are not fanatics, but they are easily aroused by any little conjectural
foreplay. And we had that abundantly early in the week, with the administration's
mishandling of the Osama tape.
The authorities released the word: We have on tape Osama discussing the
events of September 11. Discussing them with such specificity as to link
him directly to the deed.
How, directly?
Well, he said that it was terrific news that the world towers collapsed
all the way, whereas there was reason to hope only that they'd collapse
from the top, to the point of impact.
But he didn't
say that he organized the strike, did he? He just described his pleasure
that it had gone so well.
What we got from the Defense Department was that the tape would be released
some time during the week. The delay was grist for the doubters. Why
didn't DOD release the tape right away? What are they hiding? Who is doing
the translating? Is anything being edited in? Edited out?
It is difficult to understand why the administration didn't just hang
on to the tape and release it after it was dubbed, or translated. The
excuse that premature release would permit Osama to transmit subversive
commands to his legions is implausible. What commands is he in a position
to issue? Word to bomb Detroit? Anthrax the Super Bowl? The notion that
Osama would use a filmed interview to send out recondite commands is cryptographic
fantasy. All that we succeeded in doing, by delaying the issuance of the
tape, is to fortify those who are nurturing doubts about Osama's direct
responsibility for September 11.
And now the British defense secretary announces that if Osama ends up
in their hands, they will not turn him over to the United States unless
we promise not to impose the death sentence, which is politically incorrect.
So we have to worry about the danger of Osama falling into British hands.
But the legend grows that he won't fall into anybody's hands, save
Allah's.
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