"In the world which is upside down, the true is a moment of the false."
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Monday, September 22, 2003 i am weeping, literally weeping like a goddamned baby. Bush: I'm Open to U.N. Role in Iraq Vote Still, Bush says he's not sure the United States will have to yield a significantly larger role to make way for a new U.N. resolution on Iraq. He also continued to insist on an orderly transfer of authority to the Iraqis rather than the quick action demanded by France. "I do think it would be helpful to get the United Nations in to help write a constitution," Bush said in an interview taped Sunday with Fox News. "I mean, they're good at that." "Or, perhaps when an election starts, they'll oversee the election. That would be deemed a larger role," he said. .... Asked if he was willing for the United Nations to play a larger role in the political developments in Iraq to get a new resolution, Bush responded, "I'm not so sure we have to, for starters." hey, georgie, fuck you, you murderous, incompetent fucking dumbass. Car Bomb Explodes Outside U.N. Mission in Baghdad A car bomb exploded in a parking lot outside the United Nations mission in Baghdad this morning, killing at least one person and wounding several more. The death toll could not be immediately determined, but witnesses reported seeing as many as seven bodies, along with several people who had been injured. Next to the wreckage caused by the bomb, a body could be seen burning. A severed hand lay charred on the dirt about 40 feet away. The blast, which happened at about 8 a.m., blew pieces of the vehicle more than 100 feet. The site of the bombing seemed calculated to send a message that one month after the devastating bombing at the same compound, which killed the chief United Nations representative to Iraq, the United Nations remains a target. the poor, dumb bastard that is our POTUS doesn't have a clue. he has no idea that concessions or not, it's over. there is no peace to keep. there is not much to salvage. the man has taken the most awesome and feared military force in the history of the world and shown the entire fucking world how to beat it. (hint: don't field an army of tanks or you're toast. however, you can beat us with kalashnikovs and RPGs) we've lost far too many of our own kids to get this loathesome piece of shit re-elected and now we are gonna lose that many more because the dumb fuck has no idea of what the hell he's doing. this whole enterprise is essentially over. stick a fork in our ass. sure we may have folks there for quite some time, but, for the most part, all that PNAC/AEI shit is now, and forever hence, inoperative. it's done. i just can't stop thinking of those poor, poor kids that will have to suffer the meltdown. god help us all... johnny cash: "singin' in vietnam talkin' blues" in it's awful entirety: " One mornin' at breakfast, I said to my wife, We been everywhere once and some places twice, As I had another helping of country ham, She said "We ain't never been to Vietnam, "And there's a bunch of our boys over there." So we went – to the Orient: Saigon. Well we got a big welcome when we drove in, Through the gates of a place that they call Long Vinh. We checked in and everything got kinda quiet, But a soldier boy said: "Just wait 'til tonight, "Things get noisy. Things start happenin'. "Big bad firecrackers." Well that night we did about four shows for the boys, And they were livin' it up with a whole lot of noise. We did our last song for the night, And we crawled into bed for some peace and quiet, But things weren't peaceful. And things weren't quiet. Things were scary. Well for a few minutes June never said one word, And I thought at first that she hadn't heard. Then a shell exploded not two miles away, She sat up in bed and I heard her say: "What was that?" I said: "That was a shell, or a bomb." She said: "I'm scared." I said "Me too." Well all night long that noise kept on, And the sound would chill you right to the bone. The bullets and the bombs, and the mortar shells, Shook our bed every time one fell, And it never let up; it was gonna get worse, Before it got any better. Well when the sun came up, the noise died down, We got a few minutes sleep, an' we were sleepin' sound, When a soldier knocked on our door and said: "Last night they brought in seven dead, and 14 wounded." And would we come down to the base hospital, and see the boys. "Yeah." So we went to the hospital ward by day, And every night we were singin' away. Then the shells and the bombs was goin' again. And the helicopters brought in the wounded men. Night after night; day after day. Comin' and a goin'. So we sadly sang for them our last song, And reluctantly we said: "So long." We did our best to let 'em know that we care, For every last one of 'em that's over there. Whether we belong over there or not. Somebody over here love's 'em, and needs 'em Well now that's about all that there is to tell, About that little trip into livin' hell. And if I ever go back over there any more, I hope there's none of our boys there for me to sing for; I hope that war is over with, And they all come back home, To stay. In peace." posted by downtown | 5:11 AM |
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Cost of the War in Iraq
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