What an Iraqi Would Like to Say to Cindy Sheehan
Dean Esmay brings to our attention this entry from Iraq the Model:
...today I was looking at your picture and I saw in your eyes a
persistence, a great pain and a torturing question; why?
I know how you feel Cindy, I lived among the same pains for 35 years but
worse than that was the fear from losing our loved ones at any moment. Even
while I'm writing these words to you there are feelings of fear, stress, and
sadness that interrupt our lives all the time but in spite of all that I'm
sticking hard to hope which if I didn't have I would have died years ago.
Ma'am, we asked for your nation's help and we asked you to stand with us
in our war and your nation's act was (and still is) an act of ultimate
courage and unmatched sense of humanity.
Our request is justified, death was our daily bread and a million Iraqi
mothers were expecting death to knock on their doors at any second to claim
someone from their families. Your face doesn't look strange to me at all; I
see it everyday on endless numbers of Iraqi women who were struck by losses
like yours.
Our fellow country men and women were buried alive, cut to pieces and
thrown in acid pools and some were fed to the wild dogs while those who were
lucky enough ran away to live like strangers and the Iraqi mother was left
to grieve one son buried in an unfound grave and another one living far away
who she might not get to see again.
We did nothing to deserve all that suffering, well except for a dream we
had; a dream of living like normal people do.
We cried out of joy the day your son and his comrades freed us from the
hands of the devil...
Read the whole thing - and then pity the people who oppose our liberation of
Iraq. Since 9/11, the left in this country has entirely cut itself off from
an outpouring of love, charity and devotion unmatched in human history -
they coldly watch our actions and choose to deny the good and embrace evil,
just because the people who are commanding the effort are of a different
political philosophy. Very sad.
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