Always good to see ol’ Chris sober up long enough to find his keyboard. And, in these troubled times, it is heartening to know there is still full employment available for kneepad journalists.
But isn’t this a bit outdated? After all, we now know that WMD were not the real reason, not the really important reason, just one of many, many impelling and urgent reasons why Iraq had to be invaded immediatly, can’t want, emergency! So…what have we here?
What we have here is the means to produce nasty stuff. The sort of means to produce nasty stuff that just about every country in the world has. Precision equipment, all that sort of stuff that is very desireable for that band of hearty entreprenuers that our invasion has empowered. We already knew Saddam could produce nasty stuff, we also know Belgium can, as well as Upper Volta and Chad. We also know that he most likely didn’t, or at least, not in any recent and relevent time frame. Was that alarming quote about “vast stockpiles” truncated? Did he really mean to say “vast stockpiles of stuff that could be used to make stuff”?
Our Tighty Righty brethren are sore wrought over the word “lie”. We have expended vast amounts of semantic ammunition struggling over that single tawdry verb. What he said was true was not true, what he said he was certain about didn’t exist, when he said we had no option but immediate attack to protect ourselves, untruthfullness was issuing from his verbal orifice. OK, he didn’t “lie”, we need a new verb to keep our TR brethren mollified.
He “bushed”. Happy now? Perhaps we could all learn a lesson in tolerance from this, if we buy a used car with a tranny held together with Silly Putty and scotch tape, we could say the salesman “bushed” when he said the car was in top-notch shape. Some men occaisionally “bush” a prospective seducee, with temporary exaggerations about the extent of one’s affectionate devotion. “Yeah, baby, I said I loved you forever and ever, but I was bushing. Not lying, bushing…”
(Certain small problems arise in translation to the Japanese, where the verb “busharu” means to upchuck on a prime minister…)
Why stop there? Perhaps the uncounted thousands of Iraqis sacrificed in our adventure in global democracy are not “dead”, per se, but “quiescent”. The billions of dollars squandered were “impulsively invested”.
But they’re still dead, and the money is pissed away, and our standing on the global stage stinks to high heaven. And now we find out that, yes, indeed, Iraq was a modern industrial nation, with all kinds of expensive equipment that might well be looted, if no one is watching. Which, apparently, it was.
What a bombshell. Excuse, “shrapnel delivery device.” Ah, better.