Mr. President, it's time to declare victory and bring the troops home. Apparently, the Iraqi people turned out in big numbers. Bigger numbers than Americans turn out for our elections, but that's another story.
So it's time to hand it over to the duly elected government of Iraq and get the hell out of there. Enough American troops have died in a country where we're not wanted. Saddam is out of power, the people had an election. So get our troops home!
Don't be a dumbass and wait for things to be running smoothly, because they never will. This was a bad idea from the start, so take this opportunity to declare victory and run like hell before it all implodes.
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On an unrelated note, something very strange happened this morning. In fact, you might want to sit down if, for some reason, you're standing in front of your computer. Ready?
The United States Postal Service made a delivery. It was a package from our Korean tailor. (That's a semi-long story, but the short version is, he comes here, takes orders from lots of folks, then goes back to Korea and ships the clothes over.) Anyhow, the doorbell rang this morning--on a Sunday, that means either Jehovah's Witnesses trying to convert me or the Fire Department collecting for beer (not that they say that's what it's for... but that's what it's for).
Instead, it was the US Postal Service delivering a package. Marc says it's because this was an Express Mail package, but I'm still amazed. I didn't think they had delivered anything on Sundays since my parents were kids.
Maybe this was some rogue postal carrier, and I was just lucky that he was acting out the delivery part of his job before opening up on some unlucky bastard with an Uzi. I'll have to watch the papers tomorrow and see if anyone around here got machinegunned.
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Sunday? Isn't that a part of the Postal Workers lament? Neither sleet, snow, bad breath, Democrats, Sundays and rabid housewives will keep us from screwing up your mail. That's a loose translation of it.
The USPS delivered on a Sunday?! You're sure it wasn't a Jehovah's Witness in disguise? I mean, you may have ended up with a box full of "The Watchtower."
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