Thursday, September 30, 2004

They were dedicating, of all things, a waste treatment plant. Yes, I know, sanitation is important, too... but where once grand squares were predicted, all they have is handfuls of candy to celebrate a reduction in the general presence of sewage.

American soldiers gave candy to kids; even in Baghdad the kids like sweets. And then there was an explosion, and 30-some-odd children were killed.

I don't know who to be more angry at: the person who killed himself while killing kids, or the soldiers who, in spite of being right there, couldn't stop it from happening.
"The Americans called us, they told us come here, come here, asking us if we wanted sweets. We went beside them, then a car exploded," Abdel Rahmad Dawoud, 12, told Associated Press from his bed at the Yarmuk emergency hospital. He suffered shrapnel wounds.

In the end, I'll be angry at the asshole who started it all.
8:05 PM ::
Amy :: permalink