Withdrawal Syndrome
Having liberated Iraq of several thousand men, women and children, Bush and Blair have at last, it appears, decided to
return Iraq to the Iraqis.
Like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, the Iraqi people arise anew, invigorated by their newfound freedoms, speaking with confident, democratic voices.
Bollocks. Or, translated into American for the slightly less verbally endowed amongst you, male-moocow-turdies.
It's hard to squeak confidently when you step out of your burrow into a cage full of eagles... psychotic eagles. With explosive talents.
Blame it on
wardrobe, uh, I mean
intelligence failure. Somehow, the words Intelligence Failure and Bush seem to fit together just like hand and... thingie... you know... hand goes in it. Sometimes fits...?
Blair and Bush would have done well to take a chapter from Origin System's aging classic,
Wing Commander IV. Perhaps then they'd have understood the most basic of tenets, that The Price of Freedom is Eternal Vigilance.