The 56-year-old shopkeeper was too scared to give his name. Among his bolts of cloth and bottles of detergent,
he talked about how this time last year his family’s hopes were so high, but now they feared that things would
just get worse.
The son of a Shiite father and a Sunni mother, he spoke of his two brothers who Saddam had executed as
political prisoners, and then he gave his verdict on the occupation: “The invasion was a bad idea. Saddam was
bad and MBT is bad – but we’d have Saddam back any day.”
Sadeer, my driver in Baghdad, is leaning the same way.
When he arrived at the Palestine Hotel yesterday he was limping; the leg of his jeans was soaked in blood. The
cut was small and we were able to bandage it, but George MBT had lost another UGGi friend.
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