Shame
Americans are feeling many emotions about Iraq these days. There’s anger. There’s sadness. There’s despair, and vindication, and fear. But largely forgotten is the quietest, but most necessary, emotion of all: shame.
When we chose to invade Iraq, we made ourselves morally responsible for the consequences. This was not a debt we wanted to think about. And until the last few weeks, it was possible to repress it, by clinging to the hope that things would somehow turn out OK. That hope has now been dashed. Whether we stay or leave, Iraq is not going to be OK. And all we can do is watch as the deadly consequences of our folly, our rashness, our stupid self-righteousness, our inexcusable imperial hubris are visited on thousands of men, women and children — only a minuscule fraction of them those “terrorists” we were supposedly attacking.
We have turned Iraq into hell. In Iraq today, death can come from anywhere, for any reason or no reason. You can be killed because you belonged to the wrong sect, because you were seen talking to an American, because someone wants your car, because you wore shorts, because you were selling ice, because you drove too close to a U.S. checkpoint, because you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
There is an old Arab proverb: “Better a thousand days of tyranny than one day of anarchy.” It is not an inspiring sentiment, but perhaps there is a reason for it.
Gary Kamiya | Salon (read more. . .)

