Visit Sunny Iraq

Steve's back from Iraq. You might remember Steve. I sent a lot of you to his blog a few months back. He's a good guy. He looks like he just had the greatest vacation. Smiling, tan, thinner. I guess the war isn't so bad. I think I'm gonna go. I guess you just lay out on the beach and drink Slimfast. Apparently it's very funny over there. Steve is still smiling. The Iraqi's must love us. I'll bet they blend smoothies for you while you liberate them. I wonder how, exactly, someone liberates another. I think it's just saying "Open your mind" to a lot of people. Now all the Iraqis are catching up on their western pop culture. They're only up to Jefferson Airplanes' "White Rabbit" but that took a lot of people a long time to get past. Psychedelic Fundamentalist Muslims are tough to deal with. They want to kill infidels but they also recognize that we're all connected in a great tapestry, in fact in the body of God. Therefore, they have to kill themselves in order that God stop disagreeing with himself. It's complicated but I'll bet Steve understands it. He looks like he understands a lot. Sometimes he just stands somewhere and smiles. Then he shakes his head and takes three or four steps and stands and smiles again. He sure likes smiling.
All in all, I guess I have to say. If you want to smile like George W does all day, just go to Iraq with your bathing suit on, your psychedelic music and drugs and do whatever makes you happy. They'll welcome it. In fact, they'll worship you like a Red, White and Blue God.