Blogger Andrew Olmstead has been killed by small arms fire in Iraq. His final message—characteristically touching, thoughtful, and humorous—has been posted here.
The pause that refreshes
I’m a bit under the weather today, having woken up with an aura that then segued seamlessly into a migraine.
Fortunately, I don’t get migraines too often, now that I’ve eliminated chocolate from my life. But every now and then a migraine still arrives, and today was one of those days.
Migraines are no fun, but they do have their slightly pleasant aspects. For one thing, the aura constitutes a twenty minute light show that looks something like this:
For another thing—well, that’s about it for pleasant aspects.
So I’m taking the day off from blogging and plan to return tomorrow. In the meantime, here’s a golden oldie for you—and a special bonus is that it has nothing whatsoever to do with the campaign of 2008.
HO JO’S NO GO
I heard it on my car radio this evening while I was driving. I don’t even know what they were saying about it—I just caught some fleeting mention of the name, and something about it being the last one in Maine.
The last what in Maine? The last Howard Johnson’s restaurant. Continue reading →
Missing the Big Story in Iraq
Look at this Ralph Peters column and Michael Totten’s latest report from Fallujah as companion pieces. They tell the same tale, that of the discrediting and defeat of terrorist forces in Iraq.
Peters focuses on the meagerness of US press coverage of this most important story. Totten fills in for that scarcity.
Why isn’t Totten’s work being picked up by one of the major papers? If the New Republic is so hungry for news from the front that it published the inferior (not to mention mendacious) work of one Scott Beachamp, surely similar publications should be able to find a place in their hearts—and their pages—for the far superior “you are there” reporting of Totten.
Yes, I know the basic storyline actually has been covered by the MSM. But in a sort of whisper. It has been given nowhere near the prominence it should. Continue reading →
New Year’s Day: I resolve
In this, the dawn of the new year of 2008, I do hereby solemnly resolve…to make no New Year’s resolutions. You heard it here first.
Ah, where are the resolutions of yesteryear? The ones to diet, or to exercise, or to do (or refrain from doing) any number of things that were supposed to begin on that January 1st date and continue on forevermore?
Well, as it turns out, some of them actually have been incorporated into my life, especially the regular exercise one. But not because of a New Year’s resolution, and not beginning on some arbitrary January 1st. In this I don’t think I’m alone; I’ve devoted quite a bit of time and thought to the subject of personal change, and I doubt that resolutions are a common mechanism of implementation for most people.
Unless, of course, they’re already ready for whatever the change might be, and just need a little jumpstart to get them over the hump of actually making it a part of their lives.
Some folks have a larger hump to traverse than others, as I was reminded by this NY Times article about hoarders. Continue reading →
Oh, and…
…Happy New Year’s Eve!
Petraeus=Creighton Abrams?
The book A Better War by Lewis Sorley has just gone on my all-too-lengthy must-read list (to find the book review, scroll down a bit after you click on the link).
Yes, more “Vietnam revisionist” history. Dismissed by those who are convinced the Vietnam war was hopeless, it interests me because it focuses on what I’ve called the second act in Vietnam, the Nixon/Vietnamization years.
Based on a quick survey I’ve done among my boomer peers, it seems that, although the majority remember the events of the 60s in Vietnam rather well, the 70s are mostly a blur to this group who lived through them. Forget the controversy over what it all means and whether the war was winnable; only the few who’ve devoted themselves to a study of history even get most of the basic facts right, including how many US fighting forces were in Vietnam for the couple of years before we pulled the financial plug (answer: none). Continue reading →
There’s bliss in Boston…
…and its environs. Even non-football fans such as myself have heard the news of the Patriots’ spectacular record-setting season. Combined with the Sox winning the World Series for the second time in the last four years, this makes Boston sports fans (somewhat of a redundancy; Boston is a sports-mad town) very happy.
Now, back to our regularly scheduled programs.
Which comes first, democracy or security?
Which comes first, democracy or security?
It’s a trick question, like the one about the chicken and egg. The truth is they must come simultaneously.
And ay, there’s (as Hamlet would say) the rub, because in chaotic third-world nations—Pakistan comes immediately to mind, of course—the two exist in very uneasy and difficult-to-implement equilibrium.
Democracy requires a certain amount of openness and civility. Despite accusations of dirty campaigning in this country, and the recent increase of post-election sour grapes, elections are a tea party here compared to most of the world.
As Amir Taheri writes in today’s Times Online:
Whoever killed Benazir belonged to one of the nebulae of organisations that have vowed to kill not only those who stand for election but also those who vote. Their slogan is: “From box to box!” This means that, by slipping one’s vote into a ballot box, one risks ending up in a coffin.
This transcends one candidate vs. another, although the terrorists had special reason to hate Benazir Bhutto. This is about the process of democracy itself. Continue reading →
The techniques of terrorism: no holds barred
In my readings about Benazir Bhutto, I came across a telling detail about the first (and failed) attempt to kill her on her return to Pakistan. The bomb involved was a baby:
A man approached her armored truck, Mrs. Bhutto recounted, and was trying to hand across a small child as her motorcade inched through the thronged streets of Karachi. She remembers gesturing for the man to come closer.
“It was about 1 or 2 years old, and I think it was a girl,” Mrs. Bhutto told The Washington Times in her first public remarks about the baby.
“We feel it was a baby, kidnapped, and its clothes were rigged with explosives. He kept trying to hand it to people to hand to me. I’m a mother, I love babies, but the [streetlights] had already gone out, and I was worried about the baby getting dropped or hurt.”
Mrs. Bhutto would have been killed, she said, if she hadn’t stepped back to loosen the shoes on her swollen feet.
This the nature of the enemy. Think about it. Continue reading →
Bhutto: into the jaws of death
The big news today seems to hardly be news at all. Like a tragic play you watch anyway, knowing it will not end well, Benazir Bhutto’s assassination—once by shooting and again by bombing, just to make certain—almost seems to have been an inevitability.
Of course, those words were written by someone (me) who thought—back in September of 2001 when Pakistan’s Musharraf publicly threw in his lot with the US, post-9/11—that she was watching a dead man talking. That part of the world is a graveyard for politicians, and Musahrraf’s continued survival is a testament to what must be extreme caution, excellent bodyguards, and no small measure of good luck.
Then again, Musharraf doesn’t (at least as far as I know) make public appearances at rallies of the type Bhutto was involved in when she was assassinated. But if you’re running as the people’s candidate, I suppose you must be among the people, and that’s risky, because the people of Pakistan live in a dangerous neighborhood indeed.
Whatever you may think of Bhutto’s politics (my recent take is here), it’s impossible to argue with her bravery. Continue reading →
Who’s an armchair general?
On a recent thread here about General Petraeus there was a discussion in the comments section regarding General Shinseki’s original suggestion that higher troop levels would be needed in Iraq. As part of that back-and-forth, commenter Mitsu wrote:
…had we gone into Iraq with more troops in the first place, as Shinseki had recommended, the situation in Iraq wouldn’t have deteriorated nearly as much as it has.
And commenter Ymarsakar replied:
Is Shinseki and you therefore better (armchair) generals than Petraeus?
So now even actual generals are armchair generals to you guys?
I’ve only excerpted a tiny portion of the lengthy comments section; I urge you to read the rest to get a better understanding of the issues involved in whether more troops would have been better, or would not have made a significant difference.
The truth is this: no one knows. More troops now is not the same as more troops then. All speculation on the subject is untestable. Continue reading →
Twas the day…
Twas the day after Christmas, when all through the house,
Creatures were stirring and starting to grouse.
Torn wrappings were strewn round the floor without care.
It’s time for the store returns, presents to bear.
The stomachs were grumbling from too much good eating,
Yet leftovers beckoned “Continue the treating!”
And bloggers returned to their usual whining,
So I’ll stop the rhyming and start the opining.