Reuters: “A firebrand Shi’ite cleric on Monday defied demands from Iraq’s interim government that his militia pull out of Najaf, after days of fierce clashes with U.S. Marines who say they have killed 360 of his fighters.
Heavily armed Marines backed by aircraft tightened their noose around the holy city in heavy fighting Monday, but a senior U.S. military official denied coalition forces were hunting the young cleric Moqtada al-Sadr.
Sadr thundered defiance during a news conference at Najaf’s holiest shrine, the Imam Ali mosque.
“The Mehdi Army and I will keep resisting. I will stay in holy Najaf and will never leave,” Sadr said. “I will stay here until my last drop of blood.”
Perfect. Because your last drop of blood is exactly what we require of you, Mookie.
Relevant advertising slogans that come to mind:
Have it your way!
Good to the last drop!
It’s the cheesiest!
No more tears.
Snap! Crackle! Pop!
Reach out and touch someone.
Run for the border.
The pause that refreshes.
When it rains it pours.
We love to fly and it shows.
It is refreshing to see that both sides have the same goal in mind.
Coincidentally, the latest in Iraqi military technology involves an energy efficient form of transportation achieved via banging to empty halves of coconuts together.
Brings to mind the period before our invasion of Afghanistan, when the media was full of interviews of young Taliban bucks rarin’ to go, saying things like “We welcome death and seek it in combat.”
And I thought, sounds like a win-win. We coincidentally have troops trained to inflict death in combat.
The object isn’t to die for your country; the object is to make the other son of a bitch die for his country.
”Mookie”?
Sounds racist to me.
If that mosque he’s holed up in is so gosh-darn holy, let the Marines take off their boots and then attack. That oughtta placate ‘em!
Perfect! He wants to die, and the Marines want to help him.