Thursday, August 04, 2005

No Child Left Behind...21 Killed In Iraq This Week!

We are approaching Vietnam levels of killed this week. At the height of that war we could get 200 or more butchered a week, so we're not quite there. But our terrorists are getting smarter and bolder and braver, and seem quite willing to wait us out. How long are we willing to wait?

Long enough for Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld and President Bush to at least get their stories straight on what we're doing there? Rummy was maneuvering last week to retitle the war as the "global struggle against violent extremism". This is an obvious attempt to not admit that we have lost the war and are fighting only long enough for a "decent interval" for the Iraqi partisans to lose their country to the "violent extremists" that we brought in in the first place.

My head is starting to hurt, and if you look closely at the mouth pieces for the administration, black liquidy streams of shit are starting to creep down from their ears. These killers of 20 or so fine young men every week are starting to leak. They are full.

Ah...but our Commander in Chief; the man who more than two years ago stood on board ship, in full getup, and declared "mission accomplished" stepped on Rumsfeld toes yesterday, as he insisted that we are still fully engaged in a "Global war against terrorism" or "Make no mistake about it, we are at war".

There is no truth in Washington. The suits have blown it big time, and as governments are wont to do, they have managed to make things so bad, and so so much worse.

Three little men from outer space knocked on my door last night, and asked directions to Mercury. I don't know how to get to Mercury from here, so I told them they could use my Google Map. We got to talking about the war (they have cable) and one asked me what my country hoped to achieve, at this point in Iraq. These were smart guys, who asked pointed questions. So I gave them a short, succinct answer.

We are one fucked up country.

Joe Postove

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