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06/13/2004

The Drama That Is Iraq

It’s likely when you are adult, Kaitlyn Mae, that the Iraq War will be but a footnote in the history text, if that. Right now it looms large on our national horizon. Grandmother thinks this conflict, and the Afghanistan conflict still underway as of this writing, is a study of dreams, ideals, intrigue, politics, violence and a clash of civilizations as great as any of the ancient past.

I wish I could write a book about it all, Kaitlyn, but I cannot. Unfortunately, your grandmother has no contacts anywhere and besides, it would almost have to be fiction what with the many elements that so have me fascinated. Still, no mind the book Kaitlyn, I can still speculate. History might reveal the truth; for sure some of the military and politicians involved will write a book. I figure the truth will be some sort of consensus of all the parties so involved.

It began with Pakistan. Which is a little country sandwiched between Hindu India and the anarchy that was Afghanistan. Somehow the “President” of Pakistan had to be convinced to a)stop aiding the Taliban and b)allow the US to use the country for a base of operations. I have to wonder, Kaitlyn, what “force” America used to make this happen. For make no mistake, throughout all of the theaters of war and no matter what the pundits and liberals say, America has gotten its way every damn time. Mushariff, the head poobah in Pakistan, I don’t know, maybe he all of a sudden turned into a good guy, a visionary, a Thomas Jefferson of his country. Or else he had his arm twisted and his hands greased with US money. The guy was in charge of Pakistan, after all, by virtue of a coup of the military. I try to imagine living in a country where the military, boom, just like that, overthrows the government. It’s why Americans, stubborn cowboys that we are, don’t want the government to take away our guns. Then, or so goes the logic, only the bad guys and the army will have guns.

Of course, the UN, although the international organization made a gazillion “resolutions” about Saddam Hussein and Iraq, never made a move. Again, America got its way as we went in there with the few other noble countries we could convince (again, how, and why?) to join us, and took that despot and his two evil spawn sons down. They found Saddam hiding in a little piss hole in the sand, Kaitlyn.

Since these two American actions there’s been many more additions to the plot. Additions that cause me wonder and also to speculate.

Like, what’s the deal with the Chalibi guy? This is an Iraqi, Kaitlyn, who defected to the United States and he was the main source about life in Iraq for the CIA and other government agencies. Then one day, Iraqi police, accompanied by US soldiers, show up at the guy’s house, blow a bullet through his picture, and suddenly he is personna non grata. What’s behind this story, I wonder, Kaitlyn. Was America using Chalibi and then discarded him when his usefulness was done? Or was the man really a spy for Iran as alleged? What a character and sub-plot this would be in a “fictional” novel.

How did the fighting in Falujah and Najif really come to an end, I wonder at times, sweet Kaitlyn Mae. Did America really recruit ex-Republican guards of Saddam as purported or did we threaten a big boom bomb on both towns?

Who is the Al-Sadr character, Kaitlyn, the renegade Muslim cleric who somehow managed to muster up a militia of thugs and Iranian soldiers? And how about that wedding that wasn’t a wedding; the one Americans bombed, claiming that there was no wedding, only a gathering house for terrorists?

There must be such wheeling and dealing behind the scenes, Kaitlyn, such deceit, lies and games we must play. I wonder if the UN so quickly capitulated in recognizing the new Iraqi government due to exposure threatened over the scam called the “oil for food” program. A scam that involved the UN secretary general himself and his greedy son, who, it is rumored, skimmed off funds from the program originally meant to provide food and medicine for the Iraqi people. Once the United States got into Iraq and found signed documents involving the French governments and others who did not support the invasion, it seems Colin Powell, our current Secretary of State, has a lot of leverage in dealing with the UN.

Or this all might be the fiction writer in me, Kaitlyn. By the time you read this, all of my questions might have been answered. This missive is written so that you know that at least one citizen during the time knows the entire global project and dimension of this War on Terror has changed our perceptions of war and theaters of engagement forever.

And still the Democrats stand and shriek with a shrill that grates. When everyone knows they wouldn’t do one ounce better than Dubya, and probably, truth be told, a whole lot worse. It’s why America always elect Republicans in times of war in this modern era.

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