Not that I didn't like the end result, it's the "M-word" that I couldn't stand.


Now, if Cory considered the Haunted Mansion movie as a _mashup_ of his beloved ride and "The Ghost and Mr. Chicken", I'm sure he'd like it more.

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Visiting Europe for an American these days is like dropping in on another planet, a world of attitudes and politics that is increasingly world's apart from the discourse found in U.S. media.

On a Saturday walk through a working class neighborhood in Barcelona, I noticed that someone had stenciled all over the walls that iconic image of that hooded and wired Iraqi prisoner being forced to assume a Crucifixion pose in this year of Mel Gibson's The Passion.

Next to it, another stenciled image: the outline of a hand holding a leash, just a snatch of that picture of the female GI dragging an Iraqi man like a dog. It took a second to recognize it, but recognize it you did. Those images have become the wall drawings, the hieroglyphics of our era. There were no captions or slogans, because none were needed. If there ever was a moral rationale for the US invasion of Iraq, it has been lost in an avalanche of images that render words and policy logics irrelevant. The sickening reality of depravity as policy and practice is undeniable. The pornography of war stands revealed for what it is ... pornography.