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June 13, 2005
Lemon to a lime...
lime to a lemon. Fuck, yall, I'm tired as hell. There's a lot of ruins in Mesopotamia...
1. The "Pilsbury Doughboy" idea:
Lt. Col. Frederick P. Wellman, who works with the task force overseeing the training of Iraqi security troops, said the insurgency doesn't seem to be running out of new recruits, a dynamic fueled by tribal members seeking revenge for relatives killed in fighting.
"We can't kill them all," Wellman said. "When I kill one I create three."
Meanwhile, the catatonic American public is starting to catch on. Like waking up and the house is burning and your cat is dead and all your photo albums are gone. Will you make it to the window in time?
2. All this just as another incriminating memo surfaces, like a goddamn corpse in the river, confirming what you knew already: THE FIX WAS IN. WE WERE DEAD-SET ON INVADING IRAQ. BUT - BUT! - WE HAD NO PLANS FOR WHAT WOULD HAPPEN AFTER THE SHOOTING. That's why there's still shooting. That's why it's July 2005 and there's no plan to get troops home.
Here's senior British officials writing in the summer of 2002 on the Bush team's myopic obsession:
Saying that "we need to be sure that the outcome of the military action would match our objective," the memo's authors point out, "A post-war occupation of Iraq could lead to a protracted and costly nation-building exercise." The authors add, "As already made clear, the U.S. military plans are virtually silent on this point."
Jesus fucking christ. We are all of us - ALL OF US - going to be paying dues on this evil shit for a long, long time.
Posted by caps at June 13, 2005 09:18 PM