Posted on 02/25/2006 1:06:05 AM PST by zagor-te-nej
Crunch time for Serbia in hunt for Mladic
· Genocide suspect still at large, says UN prosecutor · Belgrade faces crucial choices as pressure grows
Ian Traynor in Zagreb Thursday February 23, 2006 The Guardian
The UN prosecutor in charge of bringing Ratko Mladic to justice yesterday stated categorically that he remained at large in Serbia and demanded that the EU step up the pressure on the Serbian government to secure his arrest and trial. Carla Del Ponte, chief prosecutor at the war crimes tribunal in the Hague, dismissed the reports about Mladic's arrest as utterly unfounded. After criticising Austria, the current chair of the EU, for resisting pressure to have Mladic captured, Ms Del Ponte said: "I need now a stronger support of the EU to have Mladic in The Hague very soon. Clear deadlines with clear sanctions will produce early results."
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I'll say this, Mladic was no saint, but he was hardly any worse than the muslims he was up against. For some reason, Del Ponte and company are focusing almost exclusively on Serbia.
I wonder why this isn't seen more clearly as part of Islam's jihad against the West.
Mad Maddy Alldumb, the cleaning lady that Bill "Put some ice on that" Klintstone jumped up to Secretary of State, was an Albanian herself.
Anybody think that had anything to do with him deciding to jump in on the wrong side of that war?
And how come it's always "ethnic Albanian" and never "Mooselimb flotsam left over from the last time Islam invaded Europe?"
Using "Ethnic Albanian" instead of "Albanian mooselimbs" is as bad as using "insurgent" instead of "terrorist," and serves no purpose but to disguise the fact that here, too, the media and the authorities are afraid to speak the truth about the Mohammedans.
I know this went back and forth for a few days but I thought the final outcome was that Mladic was arrested by British SAS in Romania.
Sheesh the is hard to follow.
I BELIEVE THE WHOLE MASS KILLING FIELDS STORY IS ANOTHER BUNCH OF LIES TOLD BY those LYING SCUM MUSLIMS and their mussie pals at the UN!!
BOSNIAN MUSLIMS still DENY THAT THE MUSLIMS DID 9/11!! THEY LIE ABOUT THEIR SINS ALL THE TIME!!
Wrong. The civilians - women, children, and elderly - were given bus rides to Tuzla airport.
Those who died were soldiers, and the number is only a fraction of the number claimed - with no distinguishing between battle deaths or any executions.
Many of those men had been involved in decapitation of Serbs and killings of their livestock and burnings of their villages around Srebrenica.
As for the international observers being very temporarily being taken hostage - it's called putting yourself in a warzone in the middle of a civil war and being discovered or believed to be working for the other sides. It goes with the territory. Hostages in Iraq have been killed and physically mistreated. Did they receive so much as a scratch? Pictures?
Serbs be my homies.
Game on?
They were members of the army. Those found to be dead include members of the army who went missing during the walkout/breakout after skirmishes throughout Serbian territory. They had many miles of Serbian territory to get through from the Srebrenica enclave until Muslim-held territory. The Serbs had an enormous number, described as 12,000 - 20,000 Bosnian Muslim men walking through their territory, using the wooded areas during the day and the roads at night.
You'd have to prove a substantial number of those killed weren't part of the army. Research has shown many of those killed have been fighters. And without autopsy results and filtering out battle deaths and accidents (mines, for example) the mainstream media and NATO governments are deliberately making this much bigger with extraordinary hype and attention for their own agenda in the Balkans.
This is their right, and so long as it doesn't adversely affect the neighbors, they can do whatever they want, explaining their increasing isolation from the rest of Europe however they see fit.
To quote a British diplomat when asked what the Western response to a Serbia radicalized by the loss of Kosovo: "So what?"
And "So what?" should be pretty much the standard response to all the Serbian revisionism surrounding their failed quest for Greater Serbia during the 1990's. I'm not saying that we don't care, but that the issue has moved beyond discussion boards to more suitable venues.
I hope they never catch Mladic and Karadzic. May they continue to be protected by Serbian nationalists. Serbia, the one country in that region that backed us up during WWII, saving our pilots from death when they crashed, hiding them and helping them escape. Our allies. And we repay them how? Billy bungling Clinton bombs the h*ll out of Serbia, establishes Kosovo as an Albanian satellite, and a drug and terrorist haven for the Muslims, and destroys what little has remained of the former Yugoslavia, which Serbia was fighting to re-establish to some form of unity. Oh, we have done a great job turning on our former friends. It sucks. May the two generals forever remain well hidden from their enemies, which unfortunately includes our country's administration. And the Srebenica death numbers are preposterous. Made-up numbers to suit the political aims of the EU and the Hague courts. I despise the alleged "world court".
The ironic thing is that many of those pilots were bombing the Serbs for Tito, the communist Croat/Slovene. The pilots had been told many lies about the Serbs - that the Serbs would cut off their ears, etc. - yet when they crashed, the Serbs were very kind, and even sacrificed their own women and children - burned by the Germans because the Serbs refused to tell the whereabouts of the Allied pilots.
I think the hate for Serbs and lies stems from the State Department and it's been around for many decades.
It was the U.S. and British who put the communists in power over the Serbs at the end of WWII.
http://www.unhmagazine.unh.edu/sp01/simic2sp01.htmlThe British and the Americans started bombing Belgrade on Easter Sunday, April 16, 1944. The official version from the United States Air Force speaks about heavy bombers "conducting strikes against Luftwaffe and aviation targets" with "approximately 397 tons of bombs." It also says: "According to one report, these operations of 17 of April resulted in some damage to a residential area northwest of Belgrade/Zemun airdrome. Most of the destruction wrought by the two days' activities, however, appears to have been military in nature." It's that word appears, judiciously inserted in the report, that is the crux of the matter.
It was just before lunchtime. The dining room table was already set in a festive way with our best china and silverware when the planes came. We could hear them drone even before the sirens wailed. The windows were wide open, since it was a balmy spring day. "The Americans are throwing Easter eggs," I remember my father shouting from the balcony. Then we heard the first explosions. We ran down to the same cellar, where today some of the original cast of characters are still cowering. The building shook. People covered their ears. One could hear glass breaking somewhere above. A boy a little older than I had disappeared. It turned out that he had slipped out to watch the bombs fall. When the men brought him back, his mother started slapping him hard and yelling she's going to kill him if he ever does that again. I was more frightened of her slaps than of the sound of the bombs.
…The day after the first raid in 1944, the planes came again, and it was more of the same. "They dropped about 373 tons of bombs on the Belgrade/Save marshalling yards," the official report continues. "This assault resulted in major destruction of freight and passenger cars, large fires, gutted warehouses, severe damage to the main passenger station, equally severe damage to the Railroad Bridge over the Sava River, etc. No report on this mission refers to the bombing of other than military objectives." Actually, a bomb landed on our sidewalk in front of our building. It spun around but didn't explode.
In 1972, I met one of the men who bombed me in 1944. I had just made my first trip back to Belgrade after almost twenty years. Upon my return to the States, I went to a literary gathering in San Francisco, where I ran into the poet Richard Hugo in a restaurant. We chatted, he asked me how I spent my summer, and I told him that I had just returned from Belgrade.
"Oh yes," he said, "I can see that city well."
Without knowing my background, he proceeded to draw on the tablecloth, among the breadcrumbs and wine stains, the location of the main post office, the bridges over the Danube and Sava, and a few other important landmarks. Without a clue as to what all this meant, supposing that he had visited the city as a tourist at one time, I inquired how much time he had spent in Belgrade.
"I was never there," he replied. "I only bombed it a few times."
When, absolutely astonished, I blurted out that I was there at the time and that it was me he was bombing, Hugo became very upset. In fact, he was deeply shaken. After he stopped apologizing and calmed down a little, I hurried to assure him that I bore no grudges and asked him how is it that they never hit the Gestapo headquarters or any other building where the Germans were holed up.
…My grandfather had a summerhouse not far from Belgrade. When we arrived there after two days of bombs, my father's side of the family had already assembled. They argued all the time.
…In addition to the German occupation, a civil war was going on in Yugoslavia. There were at least a half-dozen factions made up of Royalists, Communists, Fascists and various other collaborators, all slaughtering each other. Our family was bitterly divided between the Royalists and the Communists. My grandfather remained neutral. They were all the same in his opinion.
We stayed with my grandparents. Summer came. The bombing of Belgrade continued occasionally. We could see the planes high over the city. Our house was on a hill overlooking the River Sava and had a fine view in that direction. Columns of smoke went up as the bombs fell. We'd be eating watermelon in our garden, making pigs of ourselves while watching the city burn. My grandmother and mother couldn't bear it and would go inside with the dog, who also did not like it. My grandfather insisted that I sit by his side. He'd cut me a little cheese, give me a sip of red wine, and we would strain to hear the muffled sound of explosions. He didn't say anything, but he had a smile on his face that I still remember. My father's father had a dark view of the human species. As far as he was concerned, we were all inmates in a nuthouse. Events like this confirmed what he already suspected. In the meantime, there were the night scents of a country garden in full bloom, the stars in the sky, the silence of a small village. No birds peeping, no cats fighting or dogs barking. Just my grandmother, every now and then, opening the front door to a creak and pleading with us to please come indoors.
There is no hatred of Serbs, only a healthy and entirely justified skepticism of their seemingly endless victim/martyr/paranoid complexes and PR spin. Some would say lies. Read the Cohen book again.
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