Eye-Rack War As Therapy.
There's a veritable blogstorm over the recent column by the liberal formerly Iraq-war-loving columnist at the Washington Post. No, I don't care that he's finally seen the light, or that he doesn't try to contrive his own magical pony plan for Eye-Rack, or that he blames dirty hippie leftists for his past support for the war. This passage in the column says it all:
If anything, I was encouraged in my belief by the offensive opposition to the war -- silly arguments about oil or empire or, at bottom, the ineradicable and perpetual rottenness of America.
On the contrary, I thought. We are a good country, attempting to do a good thing. In a post-Sept. 11 world, I thought the prudent use of violence could be therapeutic.
Face it. These mushheads just hate Arabs. Period, end of sentence. If they didn't hate Arabs, the Palestinian conflict would be over tomorrow, the Lebanese war in the summer wouldn't have happened, and thousands of Iraqis wouldn't be slaughtered every month. Who the hell would advocate violence against a country that didn't attack us as a way to make us feel good UNLESS they hated Arabs? The sad thing is that these same snakes will find themselves at the levers of power again and we will probably make the same goddamn mistake in another generation. We are just that full of our own bullshit.