http://www.thepoorman.net/2006/09/11/listen-to-the-mustache/Listen to the mustache
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Atrios
is confused:
I still have no idea why we invaded Iraq. I really don’t.
A lot of people are confused about this, because so many explanations have been put forward - from Saddam’s WMDs and al-Qaeda links, to spreading democracy, to creating terrorist “flypaper”, to following the orders of the secret Israeli shadow government, to controlling of the region’s oil, to being duped by Iran, to being a first step towards conquoring Egypt. But none of these explanations quite make sense. And it is confusing. And when I get confused,
I listen to the mustache:
Because there were actually four reasons for this war: the real reason, the right reason, the moral reason and the stated reason.
The “real reason” for this war, which was never stated, was that after 9/11 America needed to hit someone in the Arab-Muslim world. Afghanistan wasn’t enough because a terrorism bubble had built up over there — a bubble that posed a real threat to the open societies of the West and needed to be punctured. This terrorism bubble said that plowing airplanes into the World Trade Center was O.K., having Muslim preachers say it was O.K. was O.K., having state-run newspapers call people who did such things “martyrs” was O.K. and allowing Muslim charities to raise money for such “martyrs” was O.K. Not only was all this seen as O.K., there was a feeling among radical Muslims that suicide bombing would level the balance of power between the Arab world and the West, because we had gone soft and their activists were ready to die.
The only way to puncture that bubble was for American soldiers, men and women, to go into the heart of the Arab-Muslim world, house to house, and make clear that we are ready to kill, and to die, to prevent our open society from being undermined by this terrorism bubble. Smashing Saudi Arabia or Syria would have been fine. But we hit Saddam for one simple reason: because we could, and because he deserved it and because he was right in the heart of that world. And don’t believe the nonsense that this had no effect. Every neighboring government — and 98 percent of terrorism is about what governments let happen — got the message. If you talk to U.S. soldiers in Iraq they will tell you this is what the war was about.
Or, as Ann Coulter explained to the Conservative Political Action Conference,
to boisterous applause:
I think our motto should be post-9-11, ‘raghead talks tough, raghead faces consequences.’
Or,
rephrased again:
“You have to understand the Arab mind,” one company commander told the New York Times, displaying all the self-assurance of Douglas MacArthur discoursing on Orientals in 1945. “The only thing they understand is force — force, pride and saving face.” Far from representing the views of a few underlings, such notions penetrated into the upper echelons of the American command. In their book “Cobra II,” Michael R. Gordon and Gen. Bernard E. Trainor offer this ugly comment from a senior officer: “The only thing these sand niggers understand is force and I’m about to introduce them to it.”
And that’s really all there is to it, kids. Setting up a client state, building military bases, controlling energy resources, spreading democracy, kick-backs to Halliburton, etc. - these are all nice-to-haves, and, once the decision was made to go in, they were in play; but, if you want to know why the decision was made, these are distractions. Now whether there were four reasons put forth, as Friedman claims, or 27, as one research project suggests, is entirely beside the point. The war fulfilled a psychological need in the country - one which only the terminally sensible and the terminally insane were able or willing to acknowledge, but a need nevertheless - and politicians are all about stroking the national id. Other reasons served their purposes - plausible deniability, conning the rubes, etc. - but even the most abject failure of one of these reasons never undermined the faith of the true believers. If you blow a tire, you replace it and race on. The race is the thing.