the cia and fbi noses pressed against our windowpanes...

C is the first letter in Cash money
C is the first letter in Constitution
C is the last letter in musiC.
C is the first letter in CIA.
- Gil Scott Heron from The Ghetto Code -

we may never know the true extent of the horrific images that were captured on an interrogation video created by the central intelligence agency (cia)...

the cia recently admitted it destroyed the tapes of two "high value" war-on-terror detainees being interrogated...according to a press release by amnesty international, the destruction of the tapes,

"falls into a pattern of measures taken by the government that blocks accountability for human rights violations authorized or carried out by u.s. personnel during the 'war on terror,' particularly in relation to u.s. intelligence agencies."

when the cia destroyed these interrogation tapes, not only was evidence concealed and justice obstructed, but fundamental human rights were discarded...

in 2006, amnesty international, the center for constitutional rights and the international human rights clinic of new york university school of law filed a freedom of information act request seeking records concerning "disappeared" detainees including "ghost" and unregistered prisoners...thus far, the government's response has been inadequate...

join amnesty international in its call for a full investigation into the cia detention and interrogation program...

take action to close cia black sites
read amnesty international's press release on "ghost" detainees
read amnesty international's press release on the freedom of information act

peace out <3 align="center">C is the first letter in Cash money
C is the first letter in Constitution
C is the last letter in musiC.
C is the first letter in CIA.

The CIA and FBI
Noses pressed against our windowpanes
Ears glued to our telephone
Why won’t they leave us alone?

The CIA and FBI
Noses pressed against our windowpanes
Ears glued to our telephone
Why won’t they leave us alone?
Tryin’ to pick up on… the Ghetto Code.

Old-fashioned Ghetto codes saw phone conversations like this:

“Hey, Bree-is-other Me-is-an!
You goin’ to the pee-is-arty to-nee-is-ight? Oh yeah!
Well, why not bring me a nee-is-ickel bee-is-ag, you dig?
And some Bee-is-am-bee-is-oo to ree-is-oll it up in!”

I know whoever they was payin’ at the time to listen in
on my calls had to be scratchin’ his head, sayin’
“Dot-dot-dit-dit-dot-dot-dash – Damn if I know!”