1 Feb 2008
Words fail me.
1 Feb 2008 03:08 pmTwin bombings kill 64 in Baghdad
This is one of the most despicable acts I've yet to encounter in this whole sorry mess. Not only were the bombs detonated in a marketplace - a marketplace, for crying out loud, where parents take their children and buy food for the week - but the bombs were strapped to two mentally disabled women and detonated remotely.
That's right. A bunch of armed men got together and decided that the way forward would be booby-trap the mentally disabled. What next? Grenades in nurseries?
I have a lot of time for people who want to argue that the Allied presence in Iraq is doing more harm than good. I have a lot of time for people who want to argue that suicide bombers are born of desperation, and we should do something about the growing levels of desperation around the world. I have a lot of time for people who argue that the politics of Iraq and its slow disintegration can't be explained away with 'heroes' and 'bad guys'.
I have no time whatsoever for people who strap bombs to the mentally disabled. That's not a suicide bomb. That's another victim.
Any legitimate grievances these bombers may have had are now so completely irrelevant in my head. I don't care. OK? I know I should, I know that the best way to settle conflicts is to stop assigning blame, but in this instance I don't care.
This is one of the most despicable acts I've yet to encounter in this whole sorry mess. Not only were the bombs detonated in a marketplace - a marketplace, for crying out loud, where parents take their children and buy food for the week - but the bombs were strapped to two mentally disabled women and detonated remotely.
That's right. A bunch of armed men got together and decided that the way forward would be booby-trap the mentally disabled. What next? Grenades in nurseries?
I have a lot of time for people who want to argue that the Allied presence in Iraq is doing more harm than good. I have a lot of time for people who want to argue that suicide bombers are born of desperation, and we should do something about the growing levels of desperation around the world. I have a lot of time for people who argue that the politics of Iraq and its slow disintegration can't be explained away with 'heroes' and 'bad guys'.
I have no time whatsoever for people who strap bombs to the mentally disabled. That's not a suicide bomb. That's another victim.
Any legitimate grievances these bombers may have had are now so completely irrelevant in my head. I don't care. OK? I know I should, I know that the best way to settle conflicts is to stop assigning blame, but in this instance I don't care.