Burgers Over Baghdad

I wrote this on Abuzz, about the time Bush said Mission Accomplished, before he screamed Bring It On.

The war ended much more quickly than it began. Americans huddled vengefully on their
couches as the video game of killing helpless Iraqis played out on their television sets.
Several tons of chips and millions of gallons of beer later the Americans and British
rolled triumphantly through the streets of Bagdad. The greatest logistical problem was
what to do with hundreds of thousands of prisoners of war. At the end of the military
procession came great caravans of frozen hamburger meat, pickles, buns and lettuce. There
were missionaries, teachers, financiers, oil execs, all in a mass of happy expectation.
Mosques were converted to hamburger factories. Churches were built in the rubble of homes
and businesses. Iraqi citizens were recruited to ask how many cared for mustard or mayo.
Within a year Iraq looked like California. The citizens were fat and happy. They wondered
how they could ever have doubted the sincerity of those who bear the white man's burden
all over the planet.

Then I took a swipe at some of the Republicans on that site.

Of course, the reality is very grim, and Bush stands a pretty good chance of being elected this time. Got to keep our sense of humor, folks.