That’s in Baghdad. Bush is also hosting barbecues back at the ranch.
There’s nothing like the sizzle and smell of a barbecue on a summer day. That aroma hangs over Baghdad as the sun goes down this evening.
George W. Bush, meanwhile, is doing his grilling at Prairie Chapel Ranch, where he continues to hide out from Cindy Sheehan. A recent Associated Press story on Bush’s scorched-flesh approach noted:
Cooking with mesquite or hickory, though, just can’t match the smell of burning human beings from the flaming mess Bush’s handlers have created on the other side of the globe.
In this morning’s Washington Post, Khalid Alsaffar and the estimable Ellen Knickmeyer tell it succinctly:
In addition, officials announced that six Iraqi security-force members and one U.S. soldier also died in other incidents.
No war correspondent is putting words to war any better than Knickmeyer is right now. Her frontlines account in May of ill-fated “Lucky Lima” Marines in Haditha is one of the most poignant sagas to emerge from Iraq in the U.S. daily press since the Cheney regime’s unjustified invasion.
Unfortunately, Knickmeyer keeps getting opportunity after opportunity to stretch her writing skills, particularly her eye for detail. More from her co-bylined story this morning:
Rescuers also ran out of cloth to cover the dead and resorted to splitting open cardboard boxes to cover the faces and corpses.
The bodies are piling up so fast in Iraq that even the perfunctory quotes from officials can’t help but be dreadfully colorful. As Alastair Macdonald of Reuters writes of today’s horror:
The word from Crawford, however, is that Bush is mighty proud of what’s going on in Iraq. Only yesterday, he marked the failure of Iraqi pols to meet their absurd deadline by the release of an equally absurd statement:
No need to put another shrimp on the barbie. Bush is enough.