If I have time, I check through my posts from this day in previous months, looking to see if I should follow up anything and to get a look at what’s happened over the course of the year.
On April 3rd, I posted about the ongoing battle for Saddam International Airport west of Baghdad. That means SIX MONTHS ago we were fighting on the outskirts of the big city, and everyone was preparing for the big push into what we all expected to be savage, bloody, extended urban combat. Two days earlier Jessica Lynch had been rescued. And all we were hearing was how terrible the planning for the war had been. We were told, and I didn’t disagree, that the relatively light resistance we’d met so far just meant that much more gore in the streets of Baghdad.
Yet here we are, six months later, and all anyone does is complain that Iraq isn’t completely rebuilt and that an Iraqi council member voted in favor of OPEC’s production cut.
On this tenth anniversary of the Battle of Mogadishu n Somalia, I think it’s important that we remember an American said he hoped for “a million Modadishus.” He didn’t get them. In fact, he didn’t get a single one. I had expected at least 500 dead US troops by the end of the Battle of Baghdad. There really wasn’t even a battle. Not anything like what we think of battles being, anyway.
And why the hell don’t the schools have all their new books?
Less than six months ago we were finding weapons caches and suicide bomber vests in the schools, yet we’re the bad guys because the children going to class in those schools don’t have all of their new stuff yet.
Not that things are exactly rosy, but if this is a post-war Iraq gone bad, what does a good post-war Iraq look like?