We have just learned that my nephew, Jason Dene, was killed in Iraq yesterday
His mother is my sister, Tisa Farrow.
Jason loved his parents and sister, his wife Judi and their three small children. He also loved his country and he was proud to serve it.
But I honestly don't know why Jason died. There was never any evidence of weapons of mass destruction. That was a lie. So people speculate -- was it the oil? Or the old grudges of an old man -- Cheyney and his Haliburton? Or the unfinished business of the father -- some haunting of the son? Sadam was bad -- but by then a sleeping dog. Not making threats. The world is full of brutal leaders, some are worse than Sadam Hussein.
This war is as incomprehensible as it is unacceptable. In a cloud of confusion politicians, generals and ordinery people have come to see that it is a disaster. Exit plans are being discussed but Iraqi citizens and young Americans like our Jason are being killed.
For four years my sister has lived in fear of this day.
She is a nurse and was working at the hospital when the two uniformed men came to her home. Jason's sister, Bridget opened the door. They went to the hospital to give Tisa the most terrible news a mother could hear.
I hope I never see George W Bush.
I could not shake his hand. He and his cabal have killed my beautiful nephew just as surely as if they had shot him. May God, if there is one, forgive them. I cannot.
Today Tisa and Bridget, Judi, and the three little ones - have been given a life sentence of grief.
How many more must die before this atrocity is stopped?
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