But that wasn’t true either, was it? Iraq’s oil fields, the ones we fought and died to preserve on orders from the White House, the off-shore terminals the SEALs and the GROM risked their lives to save on that night back in 2003, the precious Iraqi oil that was going to pay for the war and pay to rebuild the country we’d blown up, well, that oil is nowhere to be found today, is it? So, tell me again, what exactly is it that’s on the “cusp of vanishing?” I mean it sure isn’t peace. It’s not freedom for the Iraqi people, despite the war’s idiotic name. It sure isn’t regional stability. It’s not the end of terrorism or the near universal hatred of America in the Middle East. And now that Halliburton and KBR and Blackwater and Dick Cheney have made their billions and cashed out, it isn’t even about long-term economic investments and American business. Hell, it’s not even about cheap gas. So, go on, enlighten me. Because even though I was there, I’ve got no goddamned idea what it is that we’ve lost in Iraq beyond the 4,487 men and women we shipped home in metal boxes, beyond the 32,223 wounded and maimed, beyond the trillions of dollars we spent in our rage and our drive for revenge and our lust for blood.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 07:24:44 +0000
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