So, good rehearsal today witha group of busted dancers who are worn out. A fun time of laughter afterwards. I get home, turn on the TV, and holy shit. We have attacked targets in Iraq. This brings back a flood of heinous memories as I wax sentimental about the shit that went down when I was in Kuwait when Iraq took over. This is going to be either VERY good or VERY bad for us and the rest of the world. I just hope it all ends in a non-destructive way, as much as that can be within the precepts of a war. Part of me feels good ol Saddam should be removed (shit, it should have been done in 1990), and the other part of me feels like we are cutting off our nose to spite our face. What to do? What to do?
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