Blogging for Freedom

They may think they have me, but they don't.  People have been fighting the evil kingdom forever.  The task that I have been given - fighting my charges and championing civil rights - is small compared with the many.  I'm not facing Abu Ghraib, I keep telling P.  I'm not going to be kidnapped off the street and rendered to Egypt for torture.  I'm not going to have Shiite death squads or Sunni militias slaughter me and my family.

I'm not even fighting for justice in the raw, excruciating and public way that someone like Cindy Sheehan is.  She lost a child to the Iraq war and the crimes of the Bush administration.  Nothing I face can compare. 

My fight is with the DEA.  They came into my home.  They went into each and every room, drawer, closet, box, container, cupboard in my home.  They desecrated my sacred space and defiled my belongings.  They blasphemed my spirit and my religion.  They ridiculed my faith.  They caused suffering - and they took pleasure in it. They destroyed the precious medicine.  They killed my Mothers.

It's personal now.