Since day one when I took over this "faram" from its previous owner, the fight was against supporters of terrorism.
Your friend Pattagirl was boasting of her friendship with this guy, serving with the Marines in Iraq:
23 May 05 - Tonight's mission was postponed until tomorrow night. We have some good intel on a dozen or so bad guys in two neighboring towns that The Justice League is going to take down. Our informants were late showing up, so our intel guys opted to delay a day to further develop the intel.
... 26 May 2005 ... plan was to hit three houses WAY out in the country ... Iraqis are terrible drivers. ... annoyed that we wouldn't give them all our water. ... they started playing with their guns. The best place to watch Iraqis play with their rifles when waiting for a convoy to leave is inside an armored humvee that has been backed away from these idiots ... I stood up to watch these knuckleheads go nuts ... firing up the fields on both sides of the dike, and some guys were even firing straight up in the air for good measure ... While we were assuring them that we were not, in fact, under attack, the Iraqis ran out of ammo, whereupon they promptly sat down to smoke.
6 months later comes this entry - can you see the huge difference this brave missionary of western ways has done to the Iraqis in his charge?
10th September 2005 - Kalsu, Iraq ... SWAT had interrogated their prisoners in a regrettably unsupervised and more traditional manner which although brutal, had produced a list of names and locations of the insurgents responsible for attacking SWAT. Based on my limited knowledge of Iraqi interrogation methods, I doubted the believability of the information. I would probably dime out the Pope and many of the Saints if they were doing to me what I thought they had done.
... I could see the prisoners trussed on the ground, a spectacle for the Iraqis. This was stuff more familiar to them. I really did not want to go on this mission. It promised to be very long, very vengeful. Given the mood of the Iraqis, there was going to be plenty of violence. I was not wrong.
... Iraqis began shooting. They shot everything: cars, buildings, trees, the canal. ... the lead elements began burning the cars at the houses, the rear elements' soldiers charged into the houses at the tree line, returning with lines of Iraqis for questioning. ... The morning wore on the same way. ... The process was repeated for many kilometers along the road.
... I counted nearly two dozen pillars of smoke as we drove away, and sighed as I thought about how much had just been undone.
Does anyone still doubt that the Iraq War was genocide?
Remarkably few US servicemen ever came forwards to tell us what a good job they were doing in Iraq and how satisfying it was.