Oh Iraq, Our Troublesome Child

Fighting in FalujahOh Iraq, our troublesome child. You are our wayward kid with a drug problem. Always in trouble, and try as we might, undeniably unfixable.

Everyone is both right and wrong to blame someone else. Georges Greater Lesser screwed the pooch like a Great Dane on a Wiener Dog in heat. Obama inherited the family Georges’ steaming heaps of dog poo. But he ran for office to get them so he can’t call backsies now.

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The Cougar of the Acropolis

Monastiraki, where the Cougar of the Acropolis roamedI’ve strolled dozens of markets and bazaars around the world. They roil with people, noise, smells, colors, and dust. One stall sells flokati rugs the next unrefrigerated, unidentifiable fish. Maybe a cat languidly chews on it.

Next door a stall sells bootleg movies filmed straight from the local cinema screen. Sometimes heads in the audience appear. The only constants are the barkers who pull you in, physically if necessary, for tea and transactions.

This is not your Mom’s Walmart.

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Bowe Bergdahl: WTF are the Facts?

Donald Trump thinks Bowe Bergdahl isn't worth it, WTF does he know?Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding! Ladies and gentlemen we have a new “scandal”…“Benghazi” Bowe Bergdahl. Like the others, this scandal assigns blame and presumes guilt within 24 hours and without facts. The country could save a lot of time and money if we eschewed a premature Congressional investigation every time Barak Obama “lies” about stubbing his toe.

Sigh.

The Bergdahl affair simply brims with juicy meat:

It’s all so familiar and tedious. The nabobs will natter until 2016 or there is a Democratic President, whichever comes last.

For once, can we act like a nation of laws as some of our politicians remind us at every turn? Can there be a presumption of innocence until proven guilty? Let’s have an impartial investigation instead of a kangaroo court tried in the media before gavel kisses bench. Let’s try Bergdahl for treason if that’s appropriate. But let’s wait for charges, if any, to be filed before we cashier the man out of a life.

Finally, once the system, which generally works given half a chance, makes a decision, let’s not embark on the familiar quixotic plunge down the rabbit hole by trying to invalidate the decision, convinced the 54th time will result in a different outcome.

No doubt this case is as complex as the facets on a gaudy Jarred diamond, but at this point there is only one salient question:

WTF are the facts?