“Taxi To the Dark Side”
By dcmediagirl on March 11, 2008 at 10:34 AM in Afghanistan, Current Affairs, GWOT, Guantanamo, John McCain, Pakistan, Taxi to the Dark Side
So my significant other and I finally saw Oscar-winning documentary Taxi to the Dark Side last night, and what an experience it was.
First off, many hearty congratulations to Sidney Blumenthal on being part of an Oscar-winning team. Mazel tov from your admirers and well-wishers.
With those sunny words out of the way, on to the meat of the matter.
What a powerful, sickening, maddening, and thoroughly disturbing experience this film is. As a journalist, I’m amazed at the access Alex Gibney and his people were given to interview subjects — how the hell did he convince those soldiers to talk?? — and to the footage from the groteque gulags otherwise known as Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo.
Most of all, however, this is a film that induces not only anger and disgust but profound shame – shame that we live in a country whose leaders could condone such activity, shame that so few were willing to stand up and say “no more”; shame that “American justice” is now synonymous with suspension of habeas corpus, torture, homicide by interrogation; shame that the press has been so slow to shine a light on who these prisoners, labeled “the worst of the worst” so often that the public swallows this propaganda like mother’s milk, actually are…the list goes on and on.
But perhaps one of the most bitterly ironic images in the film is that of a young John McCain, his body so broken and ravaged by torture that he was barely able to speak. Fast forward 30 years and look at where we are as a country, using techniques that were perfected during the Spanish Inquisition on men who were, for the most part, in the wrong place at the wrong time, sold into captivity by warlords and corrupt soldiers and other crooks to the Americans for money.
Which means America has become a party to one of the grimmest human trafficking rings on the planet.
Watch this film. Get angry. And then do something. Anything.






















