
Oh,
Operation Iraqi Freedom. Has it really been five years? It seems like only yesterday that we were standing in the middle of the street, trying to resist you.
We've come a long way, haven't we? Remember when everyone thought that we were a good idea? That was fun, wasn't it? I mean, who knew that what was supposed to be a fling - a quick in-and-out operation, would turn into such a commitment? We wandered in, all wide-eyed and optimistic, with loads of money and ambition. We thought we could fix you, and change you, and make you into the Iraq that
we wanted to be with.
But soon, the honeymoon ended. It started with the little things. Those Weapons of Mass Destruction that we were so sure you were keeping from us; those invisible, nonexistent ties to 9/11. Yeah, we made our mistakes, but you did too. You told us you would be okay if we pulled out - you told us you could stand on your own. But you couldn't make up your mind; you kept telling us that you just needed a little more time. And we supported you. Hell, we sent in
more support when it looked like everything was falling apart.
And now look at us. Our resources and money are quickly draining away. We've lost confidence in ourselves, and our ability to hold
us together. But we can't just leave; we can't just walk away. We've invested so much of ourselves, and to what end? This relationship isn't any better than it was five years ago, is it? In fact, perhaps it's worse!
Our friends stopped calling us. They got tired of the way we were ignoring them for you. And yeah, we know that you've heard whispers about an affair with Iran - but don't believe everything you hear - not yet, anyway.
We can fix you; we know we can. Just give us a chance - one more chance. It might take another five years - maybe ten, but we know we can make it better...we can make YOU better.
You just have to stop resisting.
Happy Anniversary,
Operation Iraqi Freedom. Here's to many more years together.