November 21, 2006
I’m not going to tell whether as security officer I serve old Baathists, new Sunnis, Sadr Shiites, Iranian Shiites, autonomous Kurds, Christians, or CIA operatives. I can’t tell you because I often don’t know.
Look what happened November fourteenth – year doesn’t matter – at Ministry of Education research center: several dozen men driving pickup trucks with Ministry of Interior markings rolled up front, announced American ambassador was arriving, then charged inside, stated they were part of Iraqi integrity commission, brandished weapons, rampaged fifteen minutes, captured fifty to hundred men, blindfolded and bound hands, locked up all women, herded men into trucks, forced their way into traffic and plowed toward Shiite neighborhoods in east Baghdad.
Sunnis said that proved Shiites had schemed with Shiite security forces, none of whom responded or indicated they were awake during daylight raid. Of course some Shiites claimed operation had stench of Saddam’s old associates still trying to frame Shiites. It doesn’t matter. Everyone is subject to being abducted, blown up, shot or mutilated.
Violence without foreseeable end would become more tangible for Americans, few of whom are directly affected, if U.S. newspapers ran photos of Iraqi dead. Respectful American newspapers don’t show their dead. That’s fine. Show ours. Not relatively clean Hollywood corpses. Show blood and trauma. Teach everyone what it’s about. Readers won’t need captions or names. Just run clear images from nation of anonymous people being killed by faceless zealots.