The Boys Are Back in Town
Blair sends us this New York Times article on the exile community’s shattered dreams:
BAGHDAD, Iraq, Dec. 7. The way the exiles tell it, they are a gift to Iraq, shining role models for the new state.
“People look up to those of us coming from abroad,” said Mowaffak al-Rubaie, a member of the Iraqi Governing Council who lived in London for nearly 25 years. …
Today, most of the former opposition leaders appear intoxicated with their roles as interim leaders after decades in the political wilderness. …
But in general, Bush administration officials now say, enthusiasm for the exiles has diminished over the months of occupation, as they have proved less reliable allies than many American officials had supposed before the war.
Ahmad Chalabi, who had been a favorite among Pentagon officials, is now out of favor among some because of his sharp public criticism of the Bush administration. When he visited Washington in September, he was not granted a meeting with President Bush.
Cue (8) Shattered Dreams (8)
So much for your promises They died the day you let me go
Caught up in a web of lies But it was just too late to know
I thought it was you who would stand by my side
And now you’ve given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
You said you’d die for me
Woke up to reality And found the future not so bright
I dreamt the impossible That maybe things could work out right
I thought it was you who would do me no wrong
And now you’ve given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
How very sad for Ahmad!
Ahmad Chalabi, who had been a favorite among Pentagon officials, is now out of favor among some because of his sharp public criticism of the Bush administration
You know the media is slacking when coverage of these scummy cut-throats and sleazeballs reads like effete society gossip.
Oooh, the irrepressible Miss Ahmad Chalabi committed a gross faux pas, an unforgivable breach of etiquette, and won’t be going to the ball after all. What will become of the lace-trimmed taffeta ball gown … ?