On the other hand, where I’m always looking to get a balanced perspective on things, Saddam Hussein put people through plastic shredders. Who put that clown in power anyway? The Iraqi people, the Christian ones certainly, have the good sense to be grateful for what the US did for them five years ago. What do you mean, you say they don’t? Do you think I’m being unfair to people who support the war? Us? Them? Look, it’s my other hand that I’m looking at, the hand that I smugly believed could keep me free from the taint of blood if it pulled the right levers in a voting booth.
I could give a Gospel message now, but sometimes a gal needs to sit in quiet contemplation of the filth on her own two hands. “There is a balm in Gilead, that makes the wounded whole. There is a balm in Gilead, that heals the sin-sick soul.”