We should not forget that Osama bin Laden’s evil extended far beyond the outrages of September 11, 2001. The list of terrorist acts he committed and inspired extends, literally, for pages. At last, the mastermind of the bombing of the 1998 American embassies in Kenya and Tanzania—which together killed and wounded more than 5,000 people—is dead. At last, the leader of a group that planned to assassinate Pope John Paul II and President Clinton, and to bomb a dozen trans-Pacific airline flights, is dead. At last, the author of the 1996 truck bombing at Khobar Towers and the 2000 bombing of the USS Cole is dead. At last, the man who inspired and took credit for the 2002 bombing of a Bali nightclub, the 2002 firebombing of a Tunisian synagogue, the 2002 bombing of a Mombasa hotel, the 2003 attacks in Riyadh, the 2003 bombings of synagogues and banks in Istanbul, the 2003 bombings in Casablanca, the 2004 Madrid train bombings, the 2005 London subway bombings, the 2005 Amman hotel bombings—is dead. The man who inspired and rejoiced in the 2003 Imam Ali Mosque bombing, the 2004 Irbil bombings, the 2004 Ashura bombings, the 2004 Basra bombings, the 2005 Musayyib bombing, the 2005 Baghdad bombings, the 2005 Khanaqin bombings, the 2006 Buratha Mosque bombing, the 2006 Sadr City, Iraq bombings, the 2007 Baghdad market bombing, the 2007 Tal Afar bombings, the 2007 Baghdad bombings, the 2007 Yazidi community Iraq bombing—is dead.
The list of horrors connected to bin Laden, directly or by inspiration, is so vast that in trying to catalog them, one fears insulting the memory of the victims through oversight. He left countless thousands, the globe around, dead, maimed, bereaved, scarred, and forever heartbroken. Most of al-Qaida’s victims have been Muslims. These photos show what al-Qaida did to Istanbul. That was two blocks from the apartment I used to live in, a peaceful neighborhood of good, hardworking men and women. There is a reason Turks were among the first to express their satisfaction at the news of his death.
The victims will never be brought back to life. But neither will he.
Claire Berlinski, a City Journal contributing editor, is an American journalist who lives in Istanbul.
Day: May 3, 2011
Phas Gaye Re Obama, 2010
This is one delightful comedy-of-errors that may be filed in the SNL-style category with a list of colorful characters and a hilarious screenplay. Wall Street is crumbling and people are losing their mortgages, but what that means for hoodlums in the backwaters of small-town UP in India is a renewed hope for better times, thanks in no small measure to the political and moral philosophies of a man called Obama in the USA.
A consummate satire of a motion picture, this one left me splitting at the sides thanks to the dialogue and the convoluted twists in the story. Munni is one ball-breaker of a gangsta-lady, by the way, and whoever that gal is, I do predict a successful career for her. Om Prakash is our man from Amreeka who is quite the wheeler-and-dealer with the local Dadas and Bhai Sahabs and the lot, and Obama’s Yes, We Can! anthem is translated into the battle cry for the business of kidnapping and extortion, mandee be damned!
I give this a full four stars out of five, and can assure you that it would be a most wise investment of your time if you can spare it. Funny thing about this for me personally was that soon after I finished watching this movie (about Obama supposedly), I heard the breaking news about the capture of Osama bin Laden and will therefore always associate this movie with that event! On a side note, the capture of Mr. bin Laden assures that Mr. Obama is on sure footing and in fine form to relaunch his slogan of Yes, We Can!
Petha: The Ubiquitous Mithai of Northern India
I’ve eaten a lot of Petha growing up in Uttar Pradesh, India, as a child. There’d always be a piece or two in a mixed-mithai box, and of course, you could buy it separately, if you wished. I was never a big fan of it, but I never disliked it either. The petha from Agra was always said to be the best of its kind.
Made from pumpkins and melons, the petha is quite a unique sweet, and the other day, I happened to chance on it in our local Indian grocery store. For old times’ sake, and to introduce it to my kids, I picked it up and brought it home.
“Interesting candy” is the comment I got from my secondborn– which is saying a lot, considering she might not have ventured with a second bite had she not liked the first! But she did, which brought a big smile to my face, and I thought to myself I should bring some Gur Revdi the next time!
Here’s what it looked like. If you wish to learn more about Petha, check out the wiki entry here. And if you want to try some, go get some!
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In celebration of the bounty of spring flowers that one sees in abundance during the month of May, I dedicate this week to the beauty and glory of these May-flowers! Following on the heels of that pink crocus from my garden yesterday, here’s a proud daffodil on the campus of WSU today.










