Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Monday, November 15, 2004

Things appear to be winding down in Fallujah, mostly mopping up, flushing out remaining pockets of individuals here and there. Here's a hearty thank-you and hats off to our nonpareil fighting troops. This battle in Fallujah has been remarkable. Here, in an urban environment, on the enemy's home turf, after the enemy had months to prepare defenses, the US took a city of over 200,000 people in a week, with the loss of about 40 soldiers. That's 40 too many, but unprecedented for this kind of fighting. On the bad guy side, reports state as many as 1200 insurgents were killed, with hundreds, perhaps as many as 1000, taken prisoner. That kind of lopsided results is most impressive. It doesn't happen by accident. Urban warfare is not so easy as those numbers suggest. The US is light years beyond anyone else militarily. That race is over. In terms of equipment, technology, tactics, and above all, the quality of soldiers, it is no contest.

No other power takes as much care to preserve the lives of its own troops, or to preserve the lives of noncombatants. And when angered, no other power is as capable of pulverizing anything before it. True, Iraq is a mess in a lot of respects. The planning for after the war could've been better. Troops don't always have the armor they need. But at the end of the day, do you want to live in a world where the US doesn't exist? I didn't think so.

OK, now closer to the home front. Mostly rested yesterday. John didn't nap, but he played on the computer while I napped. John got a little wound up by the end of the day, and was ready for bed earlier than usual. Hanna was having fun drawing in a coloring book with a pencil before we left for church. She likes "art time". By contrast, John does not like "art time". He's not much for sitting and drawing and whatnot. He does like playing with shaving cream, though.

This morning, John was saying something like "Hmm, now let's think" and he put his index finger on his cheek, like he was thinking. Then he said "now, something in this mirror doesn't belong". Ha, not sure what he was talking about, maybe something he heard in his LeapPad.

The Vikings. Bah. What a pathetic defense. Same with the Gophers. Must be a Minnesota thing. We're not forceful enough. We just like to roll over and expose our soft underbelly in a sign of submission.

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