Yes Virginia, America Does Torture

"This report demonstrates that the permissive environment created by implicit and explicit authorizations by senior US officials to 'take the gloves off' encouraged forms of torture even beyond the draconian methods approved at various times between 2002 and 2004. In an environment of moral disengagement that countenances authorized techniques designed to humiliate and dehumanize detainees, it is not surprising that other forms of human cruelty such as physical and sexual assault were practiced. The fact that these unauthorized torture practices happened over extended periods of time at multiple US detention facilities suggests that a permissive command environment existed across theatres and at several levels in the chain-of-command. This climate allowed both authorized and unauthorized techniques to be practiced, apparently without consequence."
From the Executive Summary, Broken Laws, Broken Lives

This week the Physicians for Human Rights released a study entitled "Broken Laws, Broken Lives." The report details the findings of the Physicians for Human Rights' study that focused on several former inmates/insurgents who were incarcerated at Abu Graib, Iraq or Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. The medical examinations revealed numerous pieces of evidence that corroborated the stories of the suspected-terrorists/torture-victims.

The wounds, excluding the obvious Post-Tramautic-Stress-Disorder with the accompanying depression, anxiety, inability to sleep, and problems controlling anger, include a permanent hole in a man's cheek (from being stabbed with a screwdriver), numerous shoulder injuries from being made to stay in stress positions, to any number of injuries sustained after mutliple beatings, kickings, and sexual violations. I encourage all Americans to read at the very least the executive summary of this important report and ask yourself if you are proud that money you supplied to your government in the form of taxes was put to this use. If you are half as appalled as I am then you need to contact you senators and representative and even your lame-duck president and insist that they follow the Geneva Conventions and stop torturing people in the name of keeping us safe from terrorism.

Pharmacological Integrity, Anyone?

SAFE SEX NO MORE...

Imagine you are a young woman, whose boyfriend had too much to drink the night before and came over to your house and insisted on violating you. You are in high school, you cannot support a baby, and after being on hold for over an hour the next morning, you get a doctor to prescribe you a dose of RU486. The doctor thoughtfully called the 'script into the closest pharmacy to the young woman's home. But it turned out to not be a real pharmacy but rather a place where religious beliefs reign supreme, where there is another calling other than the oath that the pharmacists agreed to, where it is more than okay - it is necessary - to refuse to fill this particular prescription. Imagine this scenario and then close your eyes and imagine that it is your daughter or your niece or your sister or your friend, or that, god forbid, it is you. Imagine that you live way out of town, a good half hour's drive from the closest store, the closest drugstore. Imagine this scene...

Something has been stuck in my craw for a few years or so, but on Monday I saw an article in the Washington Post that addressed this issue and has prompted me to pen this post. The issue is one of pharmacists who refuse to fill a legitimate prescription because it somehow violates their religious beliefs. To most of these "professional pharmacists" it matters not whether the prescription is for a woman who was raped by her uncle the night before and finally was able to get in touch with her doctor and got him to call in a 'script for RU486 so that she wouldn't have to live out this crime (of which she was an innocent victim) for the rest of her life (and the potential child's life). Or it matters not to these "pharmacists" whether the woman is married or single, whether she wants to buy birth control pills or condoms, whether she is sleeping with an unfaithful husband, or whether she must deal with her husband's demands with a houseful of children already under foot.

Yet these same people ("pharmacists"), who must obtain a state license to dispense medication, have no problem filling prescriptions for Viagra or Cialis. How in the world can a pharmacist reconcile this horrible hypocrisy? What in the world do they think will happen after a man takes Viagra or Cialis (although with Cialis I understand that it may not happen for up to 36 hours)? A man will look to have sex with a woman. So why prevent a woman from protecting herself from whatever disease this man may carry or from the possibility of becoming pregnant? What if he isn't completely honest with his partner? What if he is on the down-low? What if his sexual repertoire includes furtive interludes with other men in public restrooms? Or worse yet, what if the advances are unwelcome and unwanted, yet he insists on "doing it" anyway.

This article from the Washington Post, details not only the rationale behind these "pharmacists," but also presents a tale of a new chain of drugstores that are being built across the country that will allow, encourage, ney, require, that pharmacists NOT fill prescriptions that the owner of the chain of drugstores finds morally objectionable. It is an outrage, and that is why I am using this small soap box that I have to alert women and concerned men to write to their state representatives and senators and also copy the federal equivalent on your letter or e-mail or text message. Tell them that religion has no place when it runs counter to accepted medical practice and opinion, tell them that pharmacists are free to practice whatever beliefs they may hold on their own time, but that they cannot bring those beliefs to work, they cannot use those beliefs to refuse to do a significant portion of their jobs and still expect to be hired to do their jobs. If they cannot do the work, don't plan to take this profession on as a career - period.

Tulsa Pride 2008

Tulsa Pride 2008 at Centennial Park, Saturday, June 14, 2008

Happy Father's Day!

Happy Father's Day, Dad!

Today is a day set aside to send cards and ties and stamps and t-shirts to our Dads. It is a day to celebrate the most important man in many of our lives, to, at the very least, give him a phone call. That is if you are lucky enough to be like me and have a wonderful man as a father and to have a father who is still alive. (Condolences to the family of Tim Russert). Unlike so many of my friends my age who have lost their fathers at ages way too young, I am lucky to still have my Dad with me here on this planet, only a phone call away. There is nothing more reassuring than hearing the voice of my Dad on the other end of the phone.

My father is a great human being - in so many ways, he is an excellent father, grandfather, husband, brother, uncle and he was a dutiful son. He is known for his frugality - "Bargain Bob" is a nickname that holds much credence for my Dad, as he has always been a coupon user, a bargain bin hunter, a sales watcher and through his life he has no doubt saved thousands of dollars which he has invested wisely and now is enjoying the fruits of his frugality, by carefully spending the money he so assiduously saved.

My Dad got up every morning of his working life and scrapped the ice off the windshield of his used high mileage cars in the winter and rode to work in the heat of the summer in cars that rarely had air conditioners. He is a true conservative, and I mean that in the best sense of the word - he conserves water, gas, food, electricity. He takes great joy in reviving plants that have been put out in the sun at the end of the planting season as lost causes, he buys them for a song then brings them home and watches them grow, bloom, and blossom. He loves to garden and he grows amazing tomatoes, green beans, and corn on the cob - add a couple spoonfuls of cottage cheese and you have a great summer supper - a meal that always makes me think of my Dad when I fix it far away from Indiana.

My Dad has lived most all of his life in Indiana, except when he was in the service (Army) when he spent time at Fort Dix in New Jersey and Fort Huahuca, Arizona and a brief stint at Shell Oil Co. in Houston, Texas after he graduated from Purdue University with a degree in Chemical Engineering, but he always came back to the state where he was born - he is a Hoosier (although my brother would argue that Dad is a Boilermaker, but I beg to differ).

My Father was reared as a member of the Society of Friends (Quakers) and he chose to rear his children in that faith. That faith imbued me with a strong sense of social justice and that to work for peace is perhaps the highest calling we can do on this earth. My Dad is a great guy and I love him with all of my heart and I thank my lucky stars that I landed in his family and that I am his "Margaret Faye." Happy Father's Day, Dad! Sorry your gift, such as it is, will not arrive until tomorrow.