A Nashville blogger (and kick ass funny one at that) may be getting the nod to head to Iraq.
Apparently, he's read the travel brochures and isn't keen:
My biggest question is why do we keep invading crap holes?
We've got nice tropical paradise with a dictator, just 90 miles south of Key West. I could swim on to the beach with a pistol in one hand and a mojito in the other.
For some reason, I just can't shake the Daniel Craig as Bond image from my head. I assume that he has both the pistol and the mojito just under the water protected by a zip-lock baggie and an Aladdin thermos respectively.
And the other thought I have - and at the risk of sounding like a paleo-con, invading crap holes instead of tropical locales is just one more area where Bush diverges from the Reagan legacy.
And finally, I hope it ain't so, but if it is so - Short and Fat - I wish you luck and full requisitions of the appropriate body and vehicle armor.
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