Escape From the Green Zone
July 1, 2004
By MAUREEN DOWD
You'd think that President Bush would have learned by now
to keep those snappy aphorisms to himself.
Gonna get Osama dead or alive.
Or neither.
Gonna smoke
Osama out of his cave.
When exactly?
Bring 'em on.
Please don't.
Mission Accomplished.
Not.
Let freedom
reign.
Couldn't Karl Rove and his minions at least get that
"ad-lib" right about freedom ringing?
Not gonna cut and run.
We can't cut, but we certainly ran.
Paul Bremer scuttled out of Baghdad so fast, he didn't even
wait for the new ambassador, John Negroponte, to arrive so
he could pass along some safety tips. Mr. Negroponte,
assuming the most perilous diplomatic post in the world, is
going to need all the security advice he can get if Iraq
keeps slouching toward Islamic fundamentalism and rampant
terrorism.
The administration went from Shock and Awe to Sneak and
Shirk. Gotta run, guys - keep chins up and heads down. The
Bush crowd pretended the country was free and able to stand
on its own, even as the odd manner in which Mr. Bremer
scooted away showed that it wasn't. The president acted as
if Iraq was in control, but our forces can't come home
because Iraq's still out of control.
As Paul Bremer was sneaking out, Ahmad Chalabi, the
swindler who has bilked America out of millions, was
sneaking in. He was smiling from ear to ear at the
swearing-in ceremony for the new prime minister, Iyad
Allawi (a ceremony so secretive that coalition officials
confiscated reporters' cellphones to enforce an embargo on
the news for security reasons).
If Americans needed any more confirmation that they're
viewed as loathed occupiers, not beloved liberators, it
came with the sad little spectacle of a hasty, heavily
guarded hand-over that no Iraqi John Trumbell will
memorialize in an oil painting of the Declaration of Iraqi
Independence.
Dick Cheney and the neocons had once hoped for a grand
Independence Day celebration, no doubt, where Saddam's
toppled statue once loomed, dreaming of a parade of Iraqi
high school pep squads and the Iraqi Olympic bobsled team;
sky boxes for Halliburton executives; grateful Iraqis,
cheering and crying; President Bush making a surprise
drop-in from the NATO summit meeting in nearby Turkey, with
"Mission Accomplished" pen sets for the new government;
Katie, Matt and Diane beaming it back to proud Americans.
Instead, there was no real transfer of power because there
was no power to transfer. It was a virtual transfer, just
the way the rationale for war was virtual and the shift of
Saddam's custody to Iraq is virtual. The Bush team is not
going to trust Iraqi security to hang onto Saddam because
it doesn't even know yet whether Iraqi security can hang
onto the country. With rumblings in Iraq that a strongman
may be needed to tamp down the anarchy, what if the old
Baathist crowd rushed to crown Saddam, instead of his foes
storming the prison to "hack him to pieces," as Mr. Bremer
speculated on the "Today" show?
Mr. Bremer's escape from the Green Zone was uncomfortably
reminiscent of the last days of Saigon. No one was hanging
onto the skids of helicopters, but the mood was furtive,
not festive. American troops are still trapped in Iraq and
being killed there, and 5,600 ex-soldiers are being
involuntarily recalled in America's undeclared draft.
The White House pretended that the sovereignty was real.
The administration that is loath to share information and
presidential papers - even to help the 9/11 investigation
find ways to make the country more secure - quickly turned
over a photo of Mr. Bush's handwritten "Let freedom reign!"
comment on Condi Rice's note to him announcing the
transfer.
But it rings - or reigns - hollow in a week when Sandra Day
O'Connor and the Supremes - except the Bush family fixer
Clarence Thomas - slapped the commander in chief for
torturing without a license. "A state of war is not a blank
check for the president," the court ruled.
Still, Mr. Bremer put the best foot forward. Noting that
the ex-proconsul was standing on the White House lawn still
in the boots he wore with suits in Iraq, Charlie Gibson of
ABC asked the escapee how he felt.
"Well, it's like having a rather large weight lifted off my
shoulders," he said. "I'm delighted to be back."
If only our soldiers could say the same.
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