Deja Graihb, All Over Again

A Marine writes;

A young Marine and his cover man cautiously enter a room just recently filled with insurgents armed with Ak-47's and RPG's. There are three dead, another wailing in pain. The insurgent can be heard saying, "Mister, mister! Diktoor, diktoor(doctor)!" He is badly wounded, lying in a pool of his own blood. The Marine and his cover man slowly walk toward the injured man, scanning to make sure no enemies come from behind. In a split second, the pressure in the room greatly exceeds that of the outside, and the concussion seems to be felt before the blast is heard. Marines outside rush to the room, and look in horror as the dust gradually settles. The result is a room filled with the barely recognizable remains of the deceased, caused by an insurgent setting off several pounds of explosives.

The Marines' remains are gathered by teary eyed comrades, brothers in arms, and shipped home in a box. The families can only mourn over a casket and a picture of their loved one, a life cut short by someone who hid behind a white flag.

But no one hears these stories, except those who have lived to carry remains of a friend, and the families who loved the dead. No one hears this, so no one cares.

It's Deja Graihb, all over again.

This time the "shocking" pictures are of a Marine shooting a "wounded Iraqi", replaying on every channel, stills on every front page - while Margaret Hussan plays the part of Arni Berg, the bullets to her head too "disturbing" to view, the details of her weeks of torture too graphic to describe. The technicolor evidence of the scene of the crime is nowhere to be found.

Blackhawk pilot "2Slick";

Call this an official warning to the MSM- keep it fair, or the blogosphere will activate the Bat Signal.

It already has.

Posted by Kate at November 17, 2004 9:55 PM