My Picnic with Saddam Hussein

I’m reading so many blogs, and Eric’s entries – especially all those touching on “the imminent war” since it so happens that for me the issue is a bit too close home.

I sense an eagerness in USA to get “this” (the war, of course) done with. I recognize the pattern, first the urgent messages from high above and then, when our mind is broken into pieces, made to believe war after war that this one is the final and last one, the final destruction of the Devil to be followed by Peace on Earth – then, unable to stand the stress anymore, all we want is to have it done with, come what might come.

When you Eric ask, When? The question on my mind, and on the mind of so many in my country and region is rather, Will the new moon give birth to salvation or to darkness?
Because, you see, I know just that I do not know the truth, I have no direct access to information. All I know, directly, from a lifetime spent in the prison named War On Earth in which the few days that carried some semblance of repose were just a short reprieve - is that war brings death and suffering to the innocents. No distraction. Just Destruction.
And I do not know, am totally baffled: How come, with such advanced technology that can track down every single truck, how come no way is found to track down Saddam Hussein and his not that many loyal soldiers? Why is there a need to burn forest after forest down to desert in order to kill a few snakes?

And why, why is there such a need to go as far as Iraq, in order to bring peace to the Middle East? Isn’t Israel, geographically, closer than Iraq to USA and Europe? So, while on their way, why not stop first here as Carter managed to do not badly at all some twenty years ago?