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Monday, November 27, 2006

                                       Iran destroyed Iraq, and the USA helped

When I lived in Baghdad, in 7ay al Jami3a, there was a vacant lot across from my house. It housed mostly rubble, some trash, a deflated wheel - your run of the mill junkyard.

One day, the boys of the street I lived on gathered and cleared away all the rubble. We even hauled sand from one area of the lot to the other.

We set up makeshift goal posts and pretty soon had created our own football pitch. We played there day and night. When not playing football we would just play du3boul - marbles.

Marbles was a favored past-time and we would play for possession of the other's stash.

My neighbor on the left side of our wall was Shia. The father was a twice-decorated Iraq-Iran war veteran. He walked with a cane. His sons and I used to get into fights all the time, rather vicious ones, but boys will be boys.

He was a soft-spoken man and used to drink every now and then with my father.

I tutored his daughter Lama in English. I always remembered her as being beautiful.

To the right of my house was Mohammed's house. He was a Palestinian whose father was hauled off to jail for smuggling. He died there - they say, of a heart attack - but who knows. Mohammed's sister was married to an Iraqi who had died in the Iraq-Iran war. She had a son who used to hang with us.

In front of Mohammed's house was Haydar who was a good goalkeeper. He was Sunni. To the left of his house was Hussein, a Mislawi whose uncle was the minister of oil.

Next to him was Ahmed and Aqeel, two Shia boys whose mother had died while giving birth to their younger sister. Their father had remarried. He beat them a lot. 

Next to Lama's house was Oum Omar and her four children. Their father also used to drink. One of her sons was a wall - I mean he was huge and had huge hands. He used to do all the dirty handiwork fixing people's odd this and thats in the whole street.

Next to his house was Thargham who came from a very devout Shia family. Across from his house was a family of Jordanians. We didn't like them much, but they engaged in our football games.

During the eid all the families would come out to the street and congratulate each other.

There was no animosity. The kids beat each other up one day and had their arms around each other the next.

We used to all form one gang and have street fights with the kids in other streets, over the result of a football match or this and that.

Whenever the Iraqi football team scored all the boys would be out in the street. Lama's father would sometimes fire his pistol in the air.

We all ate at each others' houses. All the families knew one another. We were secular and religious, Shia and Sunni, Iraqi and non-Iraqi.

I read somewhere that Iraqi football was the only thing Iraqis agreed on. The only thing uniting them.

True, because it reminded them of a time when they played together in the streets or the  sand lot or the pitch.

Now ask yourself why Sadr wanted to ban it. To remove any semblance of unity in Iraq, as ordered by his masters in Iran.

This was Iraq. And you the Green Zone Iraqi helped destroy it.

American taxpayers helped Iran destroy it.

This is what the Iraqi resistance fights for.

We want our country back.

And we will win ...

The Iraqi resistance, the only hope for Iraq

Once again, Anbar is a no-go zone for US soldiers.

As is Baghdad.

And pretty much elsewhere.

There are currently more than 250,000 US soldiers operating in Iraq ... and they will soon "cut and run" in shame as they did in Vietnam, Lebanon, Somalia and almost every other military misadventure since the Second World War.

Yes, 250,000 as a new report indicates there are 100,000 "civilian" contractors in Iraq now. Sixteen less in the past 15 days.

3afya 3aleikum!

Fully armed civilians, what a laugh.

I know a Canadian man who operated a "civilian" contracting business in Iraq. He told me three of his buddies were killed there.

Needless to tell you the pride I felt in hearing that.

Come to my country, kill its people, rape and pillage and you cannot but expect such a reaction.

Yes.

These "civilian" contractors, many of them live in the Green Zone and they have Iraqi whores working for them. Iraqi whores who pretend to speak for Iraqis, shedding crocodile tears.

Tsk, tsk, how the mighty have fallen. Weren't you cheering but a few months ago how much pride you felt working with the American liberator? And now you sense your doom is near.

As did Hakim who visited Bush in the White House. My, my how the mighty have fallen. Bush sitting there saying we must rid Iraq of extremists as he sat next to the greatest extremist of them all.

Hakim, the man who spits at your American values. The man who prostrates before his loathesome religion of this and that, the religion of bloodletting, Kali, the goddess of war.

He was in the White House demanding the Americans kill more resistance fighters.

Hakim galbi, inta khayef? Liweish khayef? Is it because you have sensed the Americans will abandon you? Is it because you know the valiant resistance will strip you of your clerical robes and reveal the evil that you are?

Is it because the Baathists and the nationalists are ready to take back Iraq from you? 

And Hakim spits at the Arabs trying to help Iraq survive as a nation. He refuses to hold a regional summit because he fears the intervention of foreigners?

La3ad shinu Iran ya gawad Najaf?

The tide is turning, the traitors will be purged. And they will be hunted down.

Long live the Iraqi resistance.

Long live the patriotic people of Iraq.

PS: Do you really need me to tell you I am glued to Zawraa TV all day? Entertainment at its highest.

 by Truth About Iraqis