What a difference a consonant makes:  “b” instead of “s” makes you President as opposed to dead. Together they spell BS.

Of course, there’s a lot more to the death of Osama bin Laden.  First, it is, as of this writing, only vaguely verified, since the body was buried “out at sea” within 24 hours after the killing is said to have occurred. I’m not big on conspiracy theories, so I guess the 6’4″ bearded dude American Navy Seals say they axed and tossed in the waves was probably “Geronimo” (code for Osama), but I have to say something smells fishy about the whole heroic tale, and it’s not just because they turned OBL into fish food.

Supposedly, American high command decided to bury the guy right away in “accordance with Muslim custom.”  Umm…since when has America bowed to “Muslim custom” when it comes to dealing with so-called “enemy combatants,” let alone Public Enemy #1?  I’m sure we’re breaking all kinds of rules and customs when we bomb Muslim villages and wedding parties, not to mention incarcerate, torture and kill innocent people, but that’s never stopped us from doing those things.  Why suddenly so much respect for Islam for Osama’s sake?  Why not even a routine autopsy?  Is it because the bin Laden family has clout?  Or because somebody doesn’t want everybody to see that body?

For these reasons, I’m about as convinced that we’re getting all the facts about this Osama killing as I am sure of his involvement in 9/11.

Again, I’m not claiming conspiracies, and I know, there’s that tape of the guy who seems to be Osama praising the flamboyant, devastating and psychologically castrating attacks on the World Trade Centers, America’s great phallic towers of power: Dick 1 and Dick 2.  The organization Osama helped create, Al Qaeda, has done tremendous and despicable harm in multiple places around the world.   No doubt, he was responsible for the deaths of many innocents.  Still, without hard evidence, a trial, a conviction, etc., I can’t be sure of exactly how OBL was involved in 9/11.

Obviously, all those folks who favored invading Iraq “because of 9/11” were confused enough that they were willing to lay the blame on Saddam Hussein and his mob without any evidence whatsoever.  Not that most of America’s war-mongering elite were genuinely confused; they just wanted an excuse to invade Iraq.

At the time, some people, myself included, decried the Bush administration for invading a country that had nothing to do with 9/11 and didn’t even harbor Al Qaeda  (though now Al-Qaeda-in-Iraq practically runs the place), as well as for bombing innocent people who happened to live in Afghanistan as opposed to focusing our best intelligence and the legendary courage of our Navy Seals to somehow getting this guy Osama.

So now it seems that the “mission” has been “accomplished” (maybe). Obama got Osama (I guess), and he announced it on the 66th anniversary of the announcement of Hitler’s death (did the White House PR team have a hand in choosing the date for this attack?).  Well, at least the Navy Seals don’t appear to have murdered too many others in the operation, so kudos for that.  But please no huzzahs.  Even assuming OBL was indeed the evil mastermind of 9/11, this is a time for reflection, not rejoicing, and the crowds around the White House and elsewhere celebrating and shouting “USA!” are, to say the least, rude and unseemly, reminding the world of what insensitive jerks Americans can be, giving fuel to the fire of Al Qaeda’s fatwas and its supporters’ passionate determination to destroy America and Americans.

As I see it, this is a time for us to take a moment to reflect on the devastation of this so-called War on Terror that has  evolved into our current State of Perma-War, this endless carnage and occupation which our power-loving leaders of mobs, great nations and rebel gangs around the world have wrought.  This is a time to contemplate all people who have been murdered in the  many perma-wars that have plagued human civilization throughout history and, I believe, a time to resolve to help bring about a more peaceful, cooperative, pleasure-oriented future for our world, a path I call the Bonobo Way.

I won’t say “Rest in Peace, Osama” (like some Twitterites who don’t appear to know what RIP means).  But I will not join the celebration (and as those of you who know me know, I’ll use almost any excuse to celebrate!). I won’t pray either, since I’m not religious in that way.  I’ll just think and plan and hope…and wonder.

The elites sometimes give a “present” to the people on May Day to take their minds off revolution; this year it was the death of Osama.  But that gift is often a Trojan horse filled with stuff we really don’t want, so let’s be wary of being pushed further and deeper into perma-war on the coattails of “victory.”

And that reminds me:  It’s May! Merry Masturbation Month!  Here’s my mantra for the month: Masturbation Not Occupation! But first, like I said, a little contemplation.  We’ve got the rest of the month–and our lives–to wank.  And that’s no BS.