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What prompts these thoughts is a series of conversations over the past month with a variety of officials involved in Iraq policy making — both Iraqis and Americans. Everyone agrees that the goal is some kind of democratic Iraq, but I have yet to come away from any of these conversations with a clear sense of how we are going to get from here to there, or even who exactly is the overall conductor of this diplomatic, financial and military symphony. I keep meeting with people, expecting to hear "The Plan," but I never quite hear it.
What I hear a lot of, though, are horror stories of Pentagon and White House red tape for anyone who wants to go to Baghdad to work in our mission there; continued guerrilla warfare between the State Department and the Pentagon and between the C.I.A. and the Pentagon, which borders on one quietly hoping for the other to fail; and a shocking lack of continuity in the U.S. team in Baghdad. I hear the U.S. civilians in Baghdad complaining that we need more troops and security — if we are going to set up a legitimate Iraqi political authority — and I hear the U.S. military complaining that the key to better security is setting up a legitimate Iraqi political authority, so Iraqis will know who and what they're fighting for. Local U.S. commanders in Iraq are running dangerously low of walking-around money to buy friends, and we've even managed to start a fight with Qatar (over news broadcasts), where we have our regional military headquarters.
I just arrived in Istanbul and a Turkish friend, Soli Ozel, an international relations professor, remarked to me that the U.S. had so badly mangled the postwar honeymoon in Iraq, even Turkish conspiracy theorists were baffled: "People simply can't believe that with all your human and financial capital you didn't think about the day after."
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What prompts this outburst? It was a picture on Thursday's front page of this paper of a U.S. soldier being hugged by his young kids as he left for Iraq, just before Christmas. That picture left a real lump in my throat. It prompted me to ask myself whether, given everything I knew, I could tell that soldier's kids that their government was doing everything it could to make sure their dad comes home both safe and successful. I could not tell his kids that right now — and that really bothers me.
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