Final dispatch from Iraq

Jesus' General:

A sign at the pool sums things up: NO DRINKING WHILE ARMED.

I'm not very hopeful about this Iraq situation. I have no idea what to do. If we leave now, there will probably be a civil war and a massacre that will make Rwanda look like a grade school picnic. But if we stay for 2, 5, 7 or more years, the result might be the same.

Two things about the Iraqi's. I've been really surprised, and shocked, by the intensity of the ethnic hatred they have for each other. A couple of weeks ago, two Iraqi's told me they would love it if all the Kurds "disapeared." They meant it. ...

What passes for a government here doesn't seem to be composed of George Washington/Samuel Adams founding father types. These guys need our help to wipe their asses. And if we're not constantly watching them, they'll steal the toilet paper. I get the feeling we've been down this road before.

I don't have a clue as to how we can make this thing better. One suggestion: we have to hold our brillant neocon policymakers, who've gotten us in this mess, and the Bush administration, accountable. Put all the pressure on them we can. Presure them and their supporters to go over and serve. Make them put their money, and lives, where their mouths are. We're up to our neck in it, and I think the people who did the most to get us in to this should do the most to get us out.