Sometimes... I just keep posting in the hope that someone else will get sick of my tireless prattle and decide to oust my monopoly here and outpost me or stand up to my fearless pacification.
Because I know nothing much, except perhaps for just one thing: I do not want to see another dictatorship, or make-believe democracy, installed in Iraq. And this, as far as I can tell, can only happen when as many people as possible tell their tales, because only then can some sort of composite "truth" be revealed. During war there is just so much propaganda that the only way to out-propagate it is by presenting everything (theoretically). Because propaganda seems to infiltrate every action, even those most innocent ones. Perhaps especially those most innocent ones. Sadly. Oh what a fretfull cynic am I.
I wish I could do more, but then does an ant wish it could lift the world? Or is an ant content in lifting it's own bodyweight. Perhaps an ant is not content at all and just lifts without reason.