Thank you so much for your future answers 8-). Brazil.

Iraq is itself a creation of British Imperialism, a la Mr. Churchill himself. At the end of the Great War, the non-losing British Empire dismembered the somewhat-losing Ottoman Empire; Iraq was created by taking the provinces of Basra and Baghdad and drawing borders around them. Watching another group of clueless pasty-faced Anglos screw the place over again, 85 years later, was great for historical irony, but bad for everyone else.

The wingnuts are so pissed about Iraq’s lack of gratitude, they’re going to gear up to invade it all over again!

Especially since they’re now all champions of the Iranian people. Iraq is Iran’s historical enemy!

My heart breaks for the cold-red-blooded American boys who are being tried for murder out of political correctness, when all they did was kidnap, bind, rape, and shoot in the head at point-blank range.

How were they supposed to know it was wrong?! Curse political correctness!

Like this sweetheart: http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-na-iraq-soldier30-2009jun30,0,2638861.story.

But no worries, his family and church have rallied behind him. Because that’s how we do it American, bitches.

And I still demand they throw rose petals at our feet.

Whoops! My mistake. I confused the author of the above screed with Dianne Wiest:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2CAz9uaJ5k

It brings some small joy to my heart to see that someone out there in wingnuttia is still defending our Baghdad satrapy in the old, neocon fashion — by flat-out denying that our occupation of another country is really an occupation, that we are not gate-crashing foreigners in Iraq at all but rather invited guests who occasionally shoot our hosts and blow up their property.

Was fine stuff.

I’m surprised she forgot to call Maliki “unpatriotic” too.

yes, they remind me of This couple, fairy-tale grifters like the Palins.

“Husband,” said the woman, “have you caught nothing to-day?” “No,” said the man, “I did catch a Flounder, who said he was an enchanted prince, so I let him go again.” “Did you not wish for anything first?” said the woman. “No,” said the man; “what should I wish for?” “Ah,” said the woman, “it is surely hard to have to live always in this dirty hovel; you might have wished for a small cottage for us. Go back and call him. Tell him we want to have a small cottage, he will certainly give us that.” “Ah,” said the man, “why should I go there again?” “Why,” said the woman, “you did catch him, and you let him go again; he is sure to do it. Go at once.” The man still did not quite like to go, but did not like to oppose his wife, and went to the sea.

Snip. And so she wants more and more – she wants a castle, she wants to be a Queen, she wants to be an Empress, the Pope, finally –

“Husband,” she said, poking him in the ribs with her elbows, “wake up! go to the Flounder, for I wish to be even as God is.” The man was still half asleep, but he was so horrified that he fell out of bed….“Well, what does she want, then?” said the Flounder. “Alas,” said he, “she wants to be like unto God.” “Go to her, and you will find her back again in the dirty hovel.” And there they are living still at this very time.

What, and burn through my pajamas?

The scare quotes around ‘foreign’ are pleasing enough, but trotting out ‘ingrate’ really puts this bit over the top — it’s a throwback to a time when the invasion of Iraq was still being defended by its architects as a great victory

West’s entire post is like some kind of cliche-ridden scene from a bad movie about old-school imperialism: you can picture this conversation taking place in the smoking room of the Olde Codgers’ Club in England in 1898 or so–just change “Iraq” to “South Africa” or “India” or something.

“By Jove, the damned n-gg-rs have gone too far this time, Lord Postlethwaite-Jones!”

Initially I misread Ms West’s column and thought she was acknowledging the suspects — while minimising their number — who’d been apprehended by US forces and tortured to death.