There are all these stories going around these days about how people are suffering from information fatigue. I'm just now starting to be able to read anything war related (though I still refuse to watch TV news, except maybe for the BBC. But only in small doses.)
When the war first started (does anyone declare war nowadays? I'd pay money to see a world leader actually declare war. It seems so old fashioned, in a way, like fighting on a battlefield.) I couldn't even hear about the war. I won't say that hearing about it made me sick, but I definitely got a sinking feeling in my stomach. For someone as body un-conscious as I am, having a visceral reaction to anything is unusual.
I don't know if it's good or bad, but I am starting to unclench a bit. I guess it's natural; you can't stay in a state of low-level panic forever or your head will pop off.
I hope to God that the fighting is done quickly and we can get to the job of trying to rebuild that country.
Here's another old-fashioned idea: the idea that any military conflict we undertake against a badly outgunned opponent will involve anything other than guerilla tactics. I am incensed, I find it completely unconscionable that our so-called leaders would put our soldiers in harms way like this.
The soldiers, of course, can't go around blasting Iraqi women and children without risking the support of the 'ordinary' Iraqis they so desparately need. Since the Iraqi government has absolutlely no qualms about using civilians as targets (after all, they've done it before) our leaders knew our soldiers would be caught in an almost unwinnable situation. Our government is shocked, shocked that the Iraqi military is stooping to such tactics! Give me a break!