© by Sara Heinrichs (awfulsara)

Harper's Magazine

President Bush sees himself as a divine messenger of freedom and liberty. On his watch, a great and ancient people have risen up to shake off the chains of oppression. They look to America and its leader for help and encouragement. And what do they find? He ignores them. He is too busy with his plans for wars–past and coming. The democratic moment is on the world stage now. It is played out in Burma. And Bush and his crew turn a blind eye on it.

It’s a day to remember the challenge of the tyrant. And a day to remember the words of W.H. Auden:

Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after,
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;
He knew human folly like the back of his hand,
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,
And when he cried the little children died in the streets.

–W.H. Auden, Epitaph on a Tyrant (1939) in: Collected Poems p. 183.

© 2007 Scott Horton

SOURCE: http://www.harpers.org/archive/2007/09/hbc-90001296