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August 09, 2004
Iraq, tired random rambling on how violence costs me money
First, the Sadr thing is simply bizarre. I think Juan Cole sometime back opined that Sadr is mentally unstable - the erratic nature of his actions I think suggests this is true. The uprising right now simply does not make all that much sense. Although of course to presume that this whirling headless dervish of a country allows anyone to have any real degree of control is to engage in the same fantastical thinking as our Ibn Bush idjits.
By the way, the helicopter footage over the weekend (the one that went down in Sadr City) had all the signs of real ugliness. I believe Ibn Bush is running on luck that a "Blackhawk Down" moment has not happened yet. Of course I'm surprised none of the transports into Baghdad airport haven't been whacked.
Finally, Steel is going through another iteration. The Zombie is stumbling around like a blind drunk, perhaps we may end up with something, although fuck knows that with the current Shi'a uprising we're getting into yet shittier territory. Where to put this bastard, I don't know. Northern Iraq, Southern Iraq? 7th pit of hell? So many choices, so little data.
Sitting here thinking about this, a bizarre expression of an old colleague of mine sprang to mind: "I'm so happy I could gnaw on my own penis." Now the origin of this ... well disgusting and truly warped phrase is/was a complete whack job, but suddenly in contemplating Iraq and a beautiful project with a 70 percent return over four years (projected... blah blah), I can almost see a use for it.
A thought occurs, perhaps overly cynical but what the hell: Open warfare between the factions might actually be a step forward.
Posted by The Lounsbury at August 9, 2004 11:02 PM
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