Well, the iraqi selection made me feel bad enough today that I didn't want to discuss it. Leading up to that was a sense of hopelessness, because I knew that selection day was a-coming.

Freightdawg, I appreciate the ideas and hopes you put forward. What land are you talking about in the year two-thousand-and-five? Sure, there's some vestige of it left, but you gotta look real hard, and even then it's kinda elusive.

But nothing like what the Iraqis have to deal with. This just-add-firepower-and-puppet-strings-democracy is a joke. They're gonna have a revolution; a big, honking, scary one that'll make their previous bloodbaths seem like child's play.

Teresa