sail the Potomac. My talk brings distress.
“Now, your administration backs Iraq’s
Shiite-led government.” I nudge him. Yesss,
he hisses. “But you’re anxious to attack
Iran because they’re bankrolling Shiites.”
Different Shiites! Not ours! the prez cries.
Their militias threaten Iraq! “Their fight
you consider war with the U.S.?” Aye!
howls the commander. “Meanwhile Saudi
Arabia…” They’re…our…friends… the head-drooped
chieftain growls. “They let Arabs join Sunni
insurgents battling American troops.
So…why won’t you bomb those Saudi louts?”
Dub straps on his life jacket and jumps out.
Roger Armbrust
July 29, 2007
