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America's undeniable success in Iraq, according to our most highly esteemed commander, has been well worth the "sacrifice" of this country's to-date 4,000 cammie-clad corpses.

Nearly all, by the way, sacrificed post-May 2003 when we reckoned the mission officially accomplished.

If this is success, may we never know failure, that's all I'm sayin'.

Lest we forget, though, dead Iraqis still top the leaderboard at a whopping 90,000. Given another hundred years or so, we might still stand a chance (in Hell) of catching up. Talk about success!

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  1. Yes, and haven't you heard that black is white and down is up? But let's not forget, as Cheney pointed out, they had it coming - they had volunteered! God, this whole thing makse me sick!

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  2. "If this is success, may we never know failure, that's all I'm sayin'."

    Amen!

    "Lest we forget, though, dead Iraqis still top the leaderboard at a whopping 90,000. "

    It's just breathtaking!

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  3. Operation Iraqi Freedom, a botched operation without a doubt. Worse still the lingering and fatal infection. I truly hope we can somehow get out of this mess, the sooner the better.

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  4. Mr. Joyful.. Check your e-mail please.

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  5. As long as I live I will never forget sitting up, alone in the dark, watching the bombs of Shock and Awe; I cried and cry even now as I think of it. I cried for the innocent people I knew would be killed and scared witless, and I cried in anger at Bush. The same tears I shed as I watched the Towers fall down.

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  6. Diane, well said. I felt the same way watching Shock & Awe. I wanted to turn it off, but at the same time it was like watching any disaster, you just can't look away. I don't remember crying at the time (and I'm usually a big crybaby) but I think I was simply in a different sort of shock, and awe, thinking the same thing, about the innocent lives being blown to bits, and how scared witless and shitless the remaining.
    I think I'm beyond tears about this whole thing by this point, frankly. Just numb.

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