All the people in Iraq, Muslim and Christian, is brother.

Muslims celebrate the opening of the Church of St. John.

From the invaluable Michael Yon.

He says:

A Muslim man had invited the American soldiers from “Chosen” Company 2-12 Infantry to the church, where I videotaped as Muslims and Christians worked and rejoiced at the reopening of St John’s, an occasion all viewed as a sign of hope.

The Iraqis asked me to convey a message of thanks to the American people. ” Thank you, thank you,” the people were saying. One man said, “Thank you for peace.” Another man, a Muslim, said “All the people, all the people in Iraq, Muslim and Christian, is brother.” The men and women were holding bells, and for the first time in memory freedom rang over the ravaged land between two rivers.

More unpersons. In the same way that the suffering of unpersons are not really real to our self-appointed moral and mental superiors on the Left, likewise the victories of unpersons stir not the faintest praise, emotion, gratitude or mention, even when representing the allegedly most cherished values of liberty and equality the Left allegedly support. 

In that spirit, let us give those on the Left who have drifted into the camp of the enemy the finger on more time:

                                             You tell ’em Granny!

By the way, yesterday was polling day here in the Commonwealth of Virginia. Do you go vote?

Oh, sorry. This is a picture of a Kurdish woman — you heard me, a minority and a female — voting on how the state of which she is a citizen should be governed. No, this is not a picture from yesterday in Virginia.

My Leftist friends tell me it cost too much in blood and treasure and in American good will around the globe to let this woman vote. She is an unperson to them. When you ask them about her, and women like her, you get this strange blank-out effect in their chains of reasoning.

A friend of mine, who is, through no fault of mine, no longer my friend, laughed in my face when I told her that this woman, and folk like her, are better off because the US invaded Iraq. She leaned forward and laughed in my face. The idea that life in a democracy was better than life in a nationwide slavelabor deathcamp meant nothing to my friend. She blanked it out of her brain.

Those who suffered under Saddam — blank out— there are no such persons. Those whom the United States set free — blank out— the United States cannot free anyone, or do any good in the world.