What we're doing here

Tuesday. 103 degrees at 5:30pm

We're here preventing them from killing each other. The people you pass on the streets every day. The man who sells them their bread. The woman with the flowers. They're all targets for other Muslims who have an unexplainable insane hatred which allows them to strap explosives to themselves and knock several out of the circle of life.

Under the old regime, at least there was a common enemy in the Baath party and Saddam Hussein. Now the angel of death could be wearing shorts and kicking a ball in the park.

It's going to be a bloodbath when we leave.