Iraq-nam Part 1

When he found his God
He lost his soul.

George Bush made some tough decisions three years back. At the time I assumed that administration insiders had considered all possible scenarios: Best Case, Worst Case, Most Likely. Incredibly it now appears that they either did not consider the present state of affairs as a possible Worst Case scenario or did not formulate an essential Exit Strategy for this situation.

His choices have clearly not worked out.

He is not a bad man. Not evil nor is he stupid. But he has worked himself into a horribly tight corner and a stubborn belief that it is the right course (maybe just as stubborn as his silly belief that if you don't accept Jesus as your one and only saviour then you're destined for eternal hell) is subjecting our troops to empty sacrafice. Because not one thousand of their ignorant and violent insurgents is worth even one of our sons, daughters, fathers or mothers.

Not a one.

The righteous occupation of Iraq has degraded into the wallowing regret of Vietnam. Not even a generation removed and the lessons left unlearned and rotting in a rice paddie field just south of Thaun Yen.

The bottom line is you can't expect others to sacrafice if you are not willing to sacrafice yourself. So it's time for the Bush girls to don the camoflauge gear and join the troops. Tell them to bring plenty of their own sunscreen and flak jackets.