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Last night I stopped by a nearby hotel bar for a martini after work. I got into a conversation with an Austin, TX prosecutor who was on a golf vacation and who complained about the difficulty of Pumpkin Ridge as he slurped on his drink. A very nice guy.
On the muted bar TV (CNN Headline) comes the story about the latest dubious Terror Alert. We start talking about that, which leads us into a conversation about the Iraq War. He mentioned that he supported the war.
This sent me into a short monologue about how 920 US troops that we know of and countless uncounted Iraqis have lost their lives over what were at best horrible mistakes on the part of the administration and at worst the most calculated and cynical deceptions on the part of the administration. I went into the litany: no weapons of mass destruction, the Iraq Niger connection was a forgery about which we are learning more all the time (Italian forgery, etc., thanks Josh Marshall), no connection between Al Qaeda and Saddam, no PNAC "democracy" being established and no chance of it, and what the hell were we doing there? No justification for the invasion at all, and we have decimated our military, made the world our enemy, and massively destabilized an already unstable region.
I don't want to claim any sort of victory over this man's mind here, because this post is more of a confession than anything. Toward the end of my monologue, I felt my blood pressure rising and I knew I would probably soon be in my loathsome off-putting lecturing mode, so I concluded, paid, slapped the guy on the back, said, "I'm sorry. You're here grabbing a drink on your vacation and you don't need to hear all that. I hope I wasn't being an asshole."
As I got out of my chair he said, "Hey, you weren't being an asshole! I didn't know any of this stuff before!"
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