Why Iraqis Love Us...

...and who wouldn't (from yesterday's S&S):


Vegas Iraq-style?

Driving in an up-armored Humvee
back to the 42nd Infantry Division’s
headquarters, located at
the highest point on Forward Operating
Base Danger, soldiers
stared over the ridge at the sandstone
buildings and the Tigris
River. During the day they look
dreary and baked; but shortly
after sunrise, they gleamwith the
cloudless sky’s hazy pink light.

“This could be like Nevada one
day,” said Spc. Christopher Connolly,
37, a national guardsman
from Schenectady, N.Y.

“You’ve got the sandstone glistening
in the sun, the greenery
along thewater. You’ve got palaces.
They could turn them into resorts."

“You know the only thing it’s
missing?”

What? WayneNewton? The German
guys with the white lions?

“The mob,” Connolly said. “If
you bring them, you know all this
random jihadist violence ends. I
guarantee it.”


Now, that's brilliance, is it not?