God Bless You, Mr. President

We stand on the eve of what history shall prove to be one of the foundational moments of the spread of democracy throughout the world: the Iraqi elections which shall lead to a free Iraq led by a popularly elected body with its own Constitution. Voter turnout is expected to be as high as 80%, I personally suspect that numbers will reach closer to 98%, despite the best efforts of terrorists to jeopardize their greatest chance at liberty. You see, Mr. President, and it is only you that sees this for everyone else is a whiny liberal doubter, but people love freedom and the people of Iraq have been waiting for decades for the United States to wake up and smell the roses. For we, as the only truly free nation on this Earth, owe it to our little brown brothers to give our creation, free representative government, to them. They are too foolish and infantile to determine their own destiny for themselves, it is up to us, Big Brother of the world, to come to them and force them upon the right path. It could be no other way.

This is, after all, the most compassionate thing to do. If we see our brothers locked in chains of their own devising, is it not our duty to free them from these shackles, even if to do so would be to cause them great pain in the short run? You know and I know that in the long run, the actions that America has taken will be seen as the greatest act of lovingkindness ever done on this planet, save of course for the sacrifice made by Jesus Christ on the cross. Only you, Mr. President, have had the bravery to go against leaders of all nations, peace-lovers, friends and allies, enemies, terrorists, your own countrymen, to follow the path which you know is right. Liberty and justice for all, through the barrel of a gun. This was the motto of our founding fathers, and it is your motto today. The lives of a few thousand children bombed to death by American planes mean nothing to the drumbeat of liberty marching onward in the Middle East. Mothers crying over their lost loved ones, if only they could find peace in the knowledge that George W. Bush shall set them free, they would have nothing to mourn. The lives of all our brave soldiers over there, killed by those we are saving, while we feel their sacrifice we know that they die for a better tomorrow. There are times, Mr. President, when the only way to peace is war, and there are times, as the great writer George Orwell once said, when War is Peace. This is exactly what we see in the current situation in Iraq.

You have taken a lot of heat, Mr. President, for your Mission Accomplished speech you made nearly two years ago now. But I offer no criticism for this speech, because you knew then as everyone shall realize tomorrow that although the road we have travelled has been tough, it was all over that day in May when the statue of Saddam Hussein fell amidst crowds of American soldiers keeping the Iraqi people at bay so that the moment might be properly cherished by a handful of returned ex-patriates. Iraq was ours, their country and their minds were in our hands, to mould to our will. And although there have been many detractors willing to blow themselves up for their perverted sense of freedom, you have stuck to your guns, told them to bring it on and damn the pussies who would run away from the difficulties of the task of liberation.

God bless you, Mr. President, and God bless Iraq. Tomorrow shall be the dawn of a new day for them. It is morning in Iraq, and they are all lining up to vote even as I type these words. It makes me proud to be an American.