Please excuse me. I now read that Iraqis have looted the Iraq National Museum in Baghdad, destroying or stealing an estimated 170,000 artifacts.
Well, no biggie. It's only the cradle of Western Civilization.
I have a few cents to spend in the current discussions, but I must collect my thoughts. Just a quick note for Buckethead: pursuant to your posts this weekend, you seem to suggest two things: that it takes sacrifice on the part of a country to break the bonds of tyranny; and that the US is currently the force best equipped to decide when that sacrifice should come, and in what measure. Are you then in favor of a vigorously interventionist foreign policy? You do say as much, so yes, I'm stating the obvious, but are you suggesting that the US would be right to act as the arbiter of truth, freedom, and justice for the world? Notwithstanding our position as the oldest representative democracy on the planet (a 'good thing' (tm)), that seems like as policy it would be a leetle ambitous, not to mention arrogant.
[update]Here is another article about the looting of the Iraqi Museum. This makes me want to cry like a baby. Is it because my wife is an archivist and I'm a historian? When artifacts like these disappear, a little bit of humanity's ties to our past disappear as well. Without the past-- a real, living, accurate, sweaty, noble, ignoble past-- we are cut loose from who we are, and where we came from -- we become nothing more than what we can make up out of our experiences and memories. Sometimes that's a lot. Most of the time, it's wrongheaded, futile, and a little pathetic.
What do all tyrants do first? What is the best way to justify power? What was the entire thesis of "1980"? [update: clearly I meant "1984." See tomorrow's posts to learn the thesis of "1980".] It boils down to this: If you control history, you control people. If we lose the mystifying, cryptic, illuminating, quotidian artifacts of the past, no matter how recent, we have nothing to navigate the world by but hearsay and fairy tale. Sometimes that's all even our best histories amount to, but if the things of the past are gone, we don't stand a chance. Our looking-glass gets darker all the time, and every setback in the efforts to beat back the dark just makes me sad, tired, and discouraged. Dammit anyhow.