Tuesday, September 05, 2006

“Come Into My Parlor...

...said the spider to the fly.”

Ask him if he’s better off than he was 4 years ago. In fact ask just about anybody if they’re better off than they were 4 years ago.

And having entered the parlor, we find ourselves stuck on flypaper with no way out. The spider isn't gonna eat us, but neither will he let us go. So we pretend we're doing something other than having our soldiers drive around until they’re eventually blown up by an IED. If the Iraqis aren’t ready by now to take on the security of their country, they never will be. We train marines to fignt in about 14 weeks. Officers take a little longer. I think the Iraqis’ time is up.

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