Posted April 10th, 2003 by Michelle

I’m a little sickened by the latest American war coverage. I’m sickened because I, too, want to believe that the Iraquis are celebrating our arrival in Bagdad. But here’s the thing: I don’t believe it. Not for a second. If you look at CNN or the NY Times, most of the pictures show Iraquis waving their shirts and giving flowers to soldiers. And the pictures that they show of the injured Iraquis are placed and phrased in a way to make the reader think, “oh, look, how sad that that boy doesn’t have a mother, father, brother OR legs anymore, but I’m sure he thinks it’s alright cuz here’s the Americans!” And our troops are also doing nothing to stop the armed raids of hospitals and stores happening all over the city. I just don’t buy it. I’m sure there are some people somewhere who are happy that Saddam will no longer be gassing them, but at the same time, they are also probably terrified of what my government might do to their country. I’m just sickened by all of it. I feel powerless and ridiculous. I was in yoga class last night and all I could think was half a world away people are blowing each other up. And I’m sitting with my eyes closed, chanting, in a small pink room with twelve other women. I just can’t figure all of this out.

The Roid Report? I am convinced that I am willing it away. It’s not so bad today, which is really wonderful. The Zooey report? Well, he doesn’t have much control over actually making it to the litter box, but no change since yesterday. Tomorrow I will call and get the results back from the lab. Tomorrow I also have an audition for a national tour of The Sound of Music. I really, truly hope I don’t suck.