In all the chatter, outrage, and analysis over Chimpy's speech yesterday, a watershed moment has gone unnoticed.
The War Chimperor has finally drawn his line in the sand. The cocky bastard declared that his noble mission in Iraq is "complete and total victory over the terrorists."
Fine. Sounds good. Strong and steadfast, we shall prevail. Go USA!
Well, I call bullshit on him, and so should everyone else. Every Dem, citizen, reporter, Gold Star Mother, soldier, blogger, congressman, and senator needs to focus and distill every drop of blood and angst from the last four years into one single burning question:
What is 'victory' in Iraq?
This is the one crystalline question that should be used to nail Dear Leader to the wall. All of Bush's platitudes and posturing, lies and promises, as well as the Dems timid attempts at raising questions need to be swept aside and replaced with one mantra:
Mr. President, what is victory?
The smell of napalm in the morning?
Theocracy on the march?
Morning in Iran?
1900's-style democracy?
A shining billion-dollar embassy on a hill?
The 700 Club on Al-Jazeera?
The death of every terrorist in Iraq? (Good luck with that-- now that you've turned the entire country into a Rube Goldberg terrorist-production machine.)
Peace in Our Time?
A falafel in every pot?
When can you tell some grieving mother from the Bible Belt that her son was the last man who has to die for your 'noble cause?'
Mr. President, the die is cast. "Iraq delenda est." Now tell the people: What is victory?