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When it comes to this war, this administration, and this populace I can do nothing more than hang my head. As a 26 six-year-old man on the verge of having a child I often contemplate both my role, and the cultures role, in the future of our nation. We live in a pass the buck, sue happy country, where our only responsibility is to make sure as little as possible is our responsibility. I watched an embarassing moron talk to my nation as though it were filled with children who can't comprehend beyond black or white; as though everything, including this war, is that simple. People often complain about Bush's lack of proper speech, but I wouldn't mind it if he had the vocabulary and intellectual capacity to think beyond such simple ideas.
I am most angered by how they pass the blame off to Iraq's governemtn and citizens. Iraq was never, and more than likely never will be, Switzerland. Yet the administartion, the congress, and the media as a whole have some how managed to blame them for the instability and war-torn state of their nation. I liken it to a wife beater who lashes out over his wife's inability to properly prepare a souffle. Democracy is a delicate balancing act, not something that is forced upon people in a moments notice at the barrell of a gun. That's called facism, but I guess when facism is about economic security and historical legacy, and maybe even kicking off the rapture, you can call it democracy.
As for the "We got to win this one" morons I heard on the radio while driving in to work this morning, I ask: Win What? What is their to win? What can we possibly gain? Will a friend in the region guarantee our security? Can I expect to start receiving flowers from random Iraqi's once the war is over? It seems to me that the middle East is the last region America has yet to fully exploit via capitalism, you know the real American export and acheivement. Maybe once Baghdad is covered in coffee shops, Taco Bells, and cheap labor we will have won.
I ask, where are my country men? Where are the criticizers who never sleep at night? Not the edgy centrist commentators over on Air America (Cause when I think radicalism, I think Al Fraken.), but the fist wavers in Congress, the never satisfied, ideology challenging, fire breathing commentators this world needs now more than ever. Lord knows as my head shakes, I'm strapping on my boots and heading out.
