Hug the truth for dear lifeSeptember 8th, 2007 by Steve
Truth will set you free, people say. You can find the resources used in the article on SpecialEssays.com.
Brace yourselves, my children, for we’re about to enter into the worst spin fest possible — one built on the bodies of our troops and innocent civilians in Iraq. All hail the mighty surge! There’s no longer any doubt what we’ll be hearing from Petraeus the Great: the surge, he’ll tell us, while only a modest and uneven success, has, nevertheless, been producing more than enough progress to warrant soldiering on.
Much of the media, in some cases on cue, will then swoon. Meanwhile, GOP politicians and pundits — feeling liberated after years of bad news out of Iraq — will go on a “we’re kicking ass” frenzy. And, yes, far too many Democrats will meekly look at General Petraeus’s medals and dissolve into a puddle of Velveeta.
It will all be a fucking lie, of course — one that’s been carefully choreographed through months of meticulously staged congressional junkets to the Green Zone and related media events. Sadly, in the real world, things will continue to degenerate. Eventually the blowback from our strategy of snuggling up to the same Sunni insurgents who’ve been killing our troops (the only thing that’s actually produced some results) will hit us with the force of a tornado. Bottom line: we’ve been trying to play both ends against the middle in a cultural swamp where we don’t know our ass from a hole in the ground. It will end badly.
But for now, with all eyes on Petraeus, it’s the time to hear the squawks of the hawks. And, frankly, it’s going to be a painful spectacle to watch.
So hug the truth for dear life. No matter what, don’t let go — because only an absolute and unflinching commitment to truth, as ugly as it may be, will ever offer us hope of ending this national nightmare.
Note from Steve: This will be my parting post (at least for the most part) for about four days: I’m currently one hundred percent engrossed in a professional obligation, the disclosure of which would require me to go out of character in my role at the cafe. So I’m keeping it to myself. In any case, my engrossment should end sometime Thursday and then I’ll be back to regular blogging. I may check in again once or twice in the meanwhile, but no promises.)