Even if you still think that Iraq was somehow connected to 9/11, this war has exceeded all measures of proportionality. Certainly the American deaths are tragic, wasted and wrong, but even worse are the numbers of Iraqi civilians who have been killed as a result of the American intervention (according to the very conservative, verified count of Iraqbodycount.org as of today we are looking at a minimum of 43,269 civilian deaths.
I don’t often talk on this blog about the numbers of the dead, the stupidity of this war, the inept leadership of our country, the growing move towards fascism in this country, the total loss that has no rationalization and is such a waste, because frankly I can’t delve into this truth very deeply without sinking into an incredible black hole of despair and depression. I wish so badly that God would do something, that those who claim to listen to him would act to stop this ungodly war, but wishing and praying so far hasn’t stopped anything.
I guess it comes back to the fact that we each have to do what we can, to keep doing our little bit to end war, to keep praying, to keep hope, but there are some days that I find it hard to find the faith and love to do it, particularly when my hate towards our leaders enflames my own heart. I know this hate doesn’t do anything to bring about a more loving and peaceful world…
Anyway I’ve rambled on long enough. Things just seem so dark right now, it is hard to feel hopeful.