It’s not just at Abu Gharib

One of the sad likelihoods of war is that we become the monsters we are supposedly fighting.

I mean, can you blame the soldiers? You fight a shadow enemy for four years, you get frustrated by day-in-day-out bullshit to save a country halfway around the world from a nasty dictator that does few people harm, you get sniped at by stubborn, radical, frenzied loyalists, and what do you do? You try to put them down. This is what war does to people. It screws up their thinking.

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