Something to keep in mind: when John Danforth says you're catering to the Jesus Crispies too much, you better listen. Of course they won't, because they've painted themselves into a bit of a corner with the fruit-loops, and they gotta dance with them that brung 'em -- except dancing is sinful, mainly because it startles the snake they're handling.
And the recent brazen attack by Iraqi insurgents on Abu Ghraib prison serves as a clear reminder of just how far from stability Iraq still is, and will be for the realistic future.
Then again, if our intel agencies had done proper due diligence on their weapons assessments in the first place, we might not currently be standing on our collective dicks.
And now Mr. Magoo -- accompanied by the woman who is not his wife though he is married and we are so very concerned about the chilluns will think -- will do for international development aid what he did for our foreign policy. Until he has a Robert McNamara moment down the road and expects us all to just forgive him for being a douchebag or something. Good luck with that.
Other fun news from the new incubator of Democracy®:
Apparently the March of Freedom™ has left waffle prints in a few foreheads. Pussies. Didn't they get the memo?
Finally, it seems that after three months of a bullshit Social Security privatization scheme -- which may or may not actually have a plan stapled to it, depending on whom you ask and on which day -- and no end in sight to rising gas prices (as Chevron makes record profits and we subsidize Iraq's fuel), some of the brighter bulbs are getting the idea.
I see polls like this and I wonder what the 38% are smoking, or if they just feel that holding the line shows resolve against the traitorous Franken/Garofalo conspiracy to undermine their sacred freedom to shop at Piggly Wiggly and blow the remainder of their drone wages at the local Indian casino.
The war is not going to pay for itself. The Middle East is in a state of flux, like it has been for most of the last 5000 years. This does not automatically mean that "they" want to be free; "they" may just want a different strongman, and if it happens to be a strongman we don't favor, then we can dispense with our pie-eyed notions.
Perhaps someone should get on with funneling a few hundred grand to Ahmad Chalabi, so he can get some sort of public art project going in downtown Baghdad dedicated to Dear Leader. Maybe a bronze statue of Him bringing a plastic Thanksgiving tofurkey to the troops. Maybe a ceiling fresco of Him touching the hand of mortal man, and imbuing it with the unquenchable thirst for Freedom™ -- or at least a thirst for lining his pockets while Halliburton blows more taxpayer money importing oil into Iraq.
Really, the possibilities are endless, and Juche 5 has already begun with the flowering of many of those possibilities.