I saw this little number on the news wires…
BEIRUT (Reuters) – Lebanese Mohammed Jaber said he went to Iraq on a pilgrimage to Muslim holy sites, he ended up being “tortured” with loud rap music by U.S. troops suspicious he might be a foreign fighter against their occupation.
Jaber said an Iraqi taxi driver handed him and three friends over to U.S. troops for $100 each in April apiece as fighters for ousted Iraqi President Saddam Hussein. “They asked us why we were there and if we came to fight them. But we said we came only to visit the holy sites in Kerbala,” he told Reuters.
“They didn’t torture us physically but they did psychologically by raising the volume of rap music all day until it became unbearable and by withholding food,” he said.
But Jaber said he kept one secret from his captors, fearing the treatment could get worse. “I mean I like rap, just imagine them playing jazz.”That got me to wondering what would be the best music to psychologically crush the spirit of a captive?
I’m thinking Debby Boone singing You Light Up My Life, but I imagine that you’ve got a suggestion or two.
“The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow” from Annie or possibly the right (wrong?) kind of polka music.
BahBah Streisand singing “Boogie Woogie Bugler Boy”.
Or anything else for that matter.
Sonny and Cher’s “I Got You Babe” forever and ever without end.
“Take a Letter, Maria” by R.B. Greaves.
Imaginary album:
Krusty & Edith Bunker: the Ballads
How about Rod Stewart and “Do Ya Think I’m Sexy?”
Without doubt, it’s I Started a Joke by The Bee Gees. And the reason I know this is because in October before my husband I moved out of our old neighborhood, we were assaulted for 25 minutes solid by that shite. *shudder*
Those are all good choices, but obviously none of you have been subjected to hours upon hours or Barney, followed by The Wiggles. TORTURE!!!!!!!
Ah, yes, The Wiggles.
“Morning Train” by Sheena Easton followed by anything by Michael Bolton.
Rinse.
Repeat.
“Tiptoe Through The Tulips” sung by the late Tiny Tim.
I’m with the lady who said Barney. Just get his Sing-Along CD and watch the suspect crack!
I’d play Queen, “Another One Bites the Dust,” over and over, till they plucked out their own eyes to make earplugs.
The Beach Boys – Kokomo
(Are we trying to get them to talk or commit suicide?)
Are we trying to get them to talk or commit suicide?
Good question, I guess there would be different choices depending on which it was.
My pic for a suicide musical choice would be a massive dose of Morrissey.
Suicide, Barry Manilow or Wayne Newton.
If you want them to live, Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning) by Alan Jackson, The Taliban Song, Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue (The Angry American) by Toby Keith and
Based on my experience at the bank today, I’ve heard “O Holy Night” at LEAST 10 times and the day isn’t nearly over yet.
My spirit is already crushed.