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What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: CXV What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: CXIV when i get in trouble with language the fate of th... when i get in trouble with language the fate of th... What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: C... What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: CXII come, mister tally man Bring the pain What gives you the right to fuck with our lives: CXI the end of you Wednesday, December 27, 2006
between cool confusion and kung fu in the car park:
David Ignatius has lost his mind.
Bush's "state of denial," as Bob Woodward rightly called it, has officially ended. He actually spoke the words "We're not winning" last week in an interview with The Post, coupling it with the reverse: "We're not losing." But in truth, he cannot abide the possibility that Iraq will not end in victory. So a day after his "not winning" comment, he half took it back, saying: "I believe that we're going to win," and then adding oddly, as if to reassure himself: "I believe that -- and by the way, if I didn't think that, I wouldn't have our troops there. That's what you've got to know. We're going to succeed."Wow, does it suck when your material rebels against the frame you try to force it into. Funny Ignatius-related story. In April of 2003, I went home to my mother's for Passover. Ignatius was in Iraq, and he needed to reach Kanan Makiya. He knew I had Kanan's number, so he rang me from Baghdad. Unfortunately, I was out cold, so my mother answered. "It's David Ignatius calling," he told my mom. "I'm very important." My mother was furious and woke me up. Now, I maintain to this day that the guy must have said "It's very important," since no one would ever call up a total stranger and announce his own inherent value, and after all, the guy was calling from 8,000 miles away. But still, my mother holds Ignatius in high contempt. (My father likes his spy novels.) --Spencer Ackerman
As a New York football Giants fan, it strikes me that Bush's take on the war since April 2003 is a lot like the latter half of our season. You can claim "we're not really losing" since we still basically control our destiny, but it's hard to really claim you are going to win the Super Bowl without really really being in a state of denial. I'll leave it to those more informed than I to pair up the relevant personalities, though Petraeus and Tiki Barber, as those that seem most unsullied by the whole mess, is a somewhat clear choice. |
