#1. I have not heard this before and I don't know weather to believe it or not until I hear it and see the source.
#2 I have no idea.
#3 I have no idea.
#4 I have no idea.
#5 I have no idea.
#6 I have no idea.
#7 I have no idea.
#8 I have no idea.
#9 I have no idea.
#10 You leave every question un answered.
#11 What are you rejoicing about?
#12 If is a long way from a fact.

Seems to me your motto should be See no good, hear no good, speak no good.

Do you believe this?

http://www.commondreams.org/views03/1217-07.htm

"videos of some of the most pornographic violence any of us would be able to stomach. For 45 minutes, Saddam's security police whipped and beat half-naked Shiite prisoners in the courtyard of their "Mukhabarat" headquarters.

They are covered in blood, screaming and whimpering. They are kicked and their testicles crushed and pieces of wood forced between their teeth as they are pushed into sewers and clubbed on the face.

The videos show that there were spectators, uniformed Baathists, even a Mercedes parked in the background under the shade of a silver birch tree.

I showed a few seconds of these films at lectures in Ireland and the United States this summer and some members of the audience left, nauseated by the evidence of Saddam's perverted nature. Who, after all, were these videos made for? For Saddam? Or for the victims' families to watch, so that they may suffer again the torture of their loved ones?

It's easy, looking at these images of Saddam's sadism, to have expected Iraqis to be grateful to us this week. We have captured Saddam. We have destroyed the beast. The nightmare years are over. If only we could have got rid of this man 15 years ago -- 20 years ago -- how warm would be our welcome in Iraq today. But we didn't. And that is why his capture will not save U.S. soldiers. He lives on. Just as Hitler lives on today in the memories and fears of millions. It is in the nature of such terrible regimes to replicate themselves in the mind.

Last night, driving back from Saddam's home city of Tikrit, the highway was blocked by thousands of Sunni Muslims, screaming Saddam's name, brandishing his portrait, firing automatic rifles into the sky. "Saddam has just broadcast another tape," a young man shrieked at me. "He is still with us. The Americans captured his double!"

I could find no one who had actually heard this tape but I understood what it meant. Dictators remain in the mind, to poison again, to torture once more. Saddam has gone. Saddam lives. And we think the war is over...."