Much as I hate to disagree with my coblogger, why would we ever want to leave Iraq right when we’re getting a really good civil war going?
Iraq’s Prime Minister was staring into the abyss today after his operation to crush militia strongholds in Basra stalled, members of his own security forces defected and district after district of his own capital fell to Shia militia gunmen.
With the threat of a civil war looming in the south, Nouri al-Maliki’s police chief in Basra narrowly escaped assassination in the crucial port city, while in Baghdad, the spokesman for the Iraqi side of the US military surge was kidnapped by gunmen and his house burnt to the ground.
Saboteurs also blew up one of Iraq’s two main oil pipelines from Basra, cutting at least a third of the exports from the city which provides 80 per cent of government revenue, a clear sign that the militias — who siphon significant sums off the oil smuggling trade — would not stop at mere insurrection.
Good times. The only thing that could make this better is if Sky Captain Andy Rooney was around to keep Iran from arming the, uh, Sunni militants who we, uh, are paying so they either will or won’t take sides in the civil war we now apparently want to happen. That’s robust foreign policy, is what that is. Besides, counting corpses is so much fun.
March 27, 2008 at 7:48 pm
This post nicely illustrates the infinite-loop Mobius strip of our Iraq policy.
March 27, 2008 at 8:08 pm
You are in a narrow, dark passageway, or is it dark and narrow? Narrow and dark? Smelly. Oh hell, blast the wall…
March 27, 2008 at 8:13 pm
At the age of 21, in the third year of my enlistment in the Marines, I spent more than I should have to purchase a flashy car (a twin-turbo Dodge Stealth) from my uncle. I flew into Chicago over the Thanksgiving weekend to pick up my new toy for what I planned to be a leisurely drive back to Camp Pendleton. I’d driven the greater part of the route once before, and was confident that I could make it back in three days for duty on Monday morning. Well, something “gang agley”. Several somethings, in fact.
But the relevant one here was the sidewall blow-out which occurred at 65 mph on a deserted stretch of snow-covered Iowa highway. I fought to control my unfamiliar vehicle, skidding closer and closer to the abyssal ditches flanking the road. Avoiding one meant steering toward the other. My lack of familiarity with the vehicle ensured that I overcorrected, time after time.
Somehow, I entered into a spin and executed at least two and a half loops on a two-lane, curving, iced-over road and came to a stop, facing the wrong way, but miraculously in the middle of the road and not at the bottom of one of the ditches.
So when I see Maliki, Petraeus, and the whole cast of characters yanking back and forth on the political wheel, building up the Sunnis to counterbalance Al Qaeda, swerving from de-Baathification to re-Baathification, I only have one thought: may God send that Iraq somehow emerge from its tailspin in the middle of the road. But I fear it will come out otherwise.
P.S. What’s up with the 2 identical blockquotes?
March 27, 2008 at 8:16 pm
P.S. What’s up with the 2 identical blockquotes?
You must have imagined them.
March 27, 2008 at 9:02 pm
I love Counting Corpses. Sure, their singer is whiny, but in a good way. At least in the median estimate.
March 27, 2008 at 9:47 pm
You are in a little maze of twisty passages, all alike.
March 28, 2008 at 8:06 am
Why has no one taken advantage of the discord and seized the crown? A few rounds of good old-fashioned tactical nukes is all that stands between the current imbroglio and Emperor Petraeus I of New Babylonia and the Greater Middle East.
March 28, 2008 at 9:14 am
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Huh. I had no idea Adam Yoshida was still posting.