An Anniversary We Should Remember
A tragedy of historic proportions

I confess, this was not an anniversary that was on my radar. Was it on yours? Has it already been 20 years? Is it so soon forgotten?
I awoke this morning to articles in The New York Times and The Washington Post commemorating the 20th anniversary of the American invasion of Iraq.
The second one.
The one flimsily tied to the aftermath of the terror attacks of 9/11.
The one sold to the American people under the false pretense of “weapons of mass destruction.”
The one that became among the longest wars in American history, along with its sister conflict in Afghanistan.
The one that must be considered one of this country’s gravest strategic blunders.
It is sobering to think back to those days in late 2002 and early 2003 when George W. Bush and his administration — Dick Cheney, Don Rumsfeld, Paul Wolfowitz, even Colin Powell — beat the drums of war, and too many in a position to question — in government and in the press — remained silent or acquiescent. As I have stated before, I include myself in this criticism.
In the rearview mirror, the folly of invading and occupying Iraq is indisputable. It is a tragedy of historic proportions. And it was one that was avoidable, a war of choice, which only adds to the scale of calamity. Our world is still shaped by its aftermath and will be for a long time to come.
Thousands of American troops lost their lives. and thousands more were wounded, many grievously. Our allies, whom we pressured and coaxed into joining our military adventure, suffered losses as well.
And then there is the toll on the Iraqis. We will never know how many were killed in the initial conflict or all the violence that followed. It is estimated to be in the several hundreds of thousands. Many of them civilians. Many of them children.
The neocons and their cheerleaders promised Iraqis would live in freedom. While liberated from the brutal dictatorship of Saddam Hussein, the country continues to be wracked by violence and corruption. And Iran turns out to be the principal “winner” of the war. The country that has benefited the most.
A war President Bush promised the American people would be a cakewalk turned into a brutal grind of occupation, urban combat, and terror. On May 1, 2003, Bush infamously announced “Mission Accomplished” in a photo-op on the aircraft carrier the USS Abraham Lincoln. None of the wisdom and pathos of that great ship’s presidential namesake was apparent in the way the Bush administration managed the invasion and counterinsurgency that followed. “Mission Accomplished” turned out to be the beginning of the war, not its triumphant conclusion. In addition to all the human suffering that followed, the price tag of Iraq to the American taxpayer is estimated in excess of $3 trillion.
There were a few, a brave few in government and the press, who sounded the alarm before the invasion. They faced incredible pressure and unwarranted questioning of their patriotism. The national environment was charged with an aggressive jingoism. Those who dissented from the propagandist narrative being hammered by Bush and his supporters were profiles in courage. If only they had been encouraged instead of overrun in the sprint to war. There were also protesters in the street who were dismissed as naive. But it was they who had the wisdom.
One can only speculate how the rush to war and indeed the war itself might have been different had we had a draft as we did in the Vietnam era. But for most Americans, life went on as usual. The press did come around to reporting on the carnage. But unpleasant headlines are easy to skip, and one can turn off a grim television report or just change the channel to something entertaining.
As the war dragged on, year after year, American sentiment turned against it. It helped spur Barack Obama to the presidency. But still the true cost, the ultimate cost, for most of us remained distant. For the families that sent their loved ones into the maelstrom, tour after tour, many returning broken or not at all, the reality was very different. We owe it to them to remember what was fought and lost in service to our country.
On the eve of the war, I traveled to Iraq to interview Saddam Hussein. He was a cold-blooded mass murderer whose word was not to be trusted. But we now know that when he protested that the American rationale for war was ill-founded, he was telling the truth. It was our government that was intent on pushing a false narrative. Has the memory of that stuck with us?
After the invasion, I returned numerous times to report on the conflict. What struck me most of all was the confusion about a mission that was never clearly defined. This was true at the beginning and was never clarified in the many years that followed.
Right after Baghdad fell, Elliot Kirschner and I helped report a “60 Minutes” piece about what the military framed as the immediate aftermath of combat. But the officers and enlisted men and women we talked to knew instinctively that they had no way of really understanding what might come next. The war wasn’t over after all.
There were many flashpoints and brutal fights to come that were so vivid at the time but now seem distant — the search and capture of Saddam, the battles for Fallujah, the Mahdi Army, the “surge,” the Abu Ghraib torture and prisoner abuse scandal, and on and on. Each one seemed a turning point of sorts. But they weren’t.
In retrospect, we can see that America was stumbling through a maze from which there was no tidy exit. The idea of “nation building” can sound inspiring. But the reality was dire. And those who led us into war should have thought of that first.
It is tempting to try to forget about our mistakes, whether that’s at a personal or national level. But to forget is to dishonor those who suffered. To forget is to forego reflection. To forget is to risk repeating.
So on this anniversary, let us remember Iraq and all who served and died there. Let us remember the cost to the Iraqis. Let us remember the folly and cynicism of those who were eager for battles they sent others to fight. Let us remember to never forget.
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I will never forget the start of the Iraq War and my opposition to it. Our government's adamant assertion that Iraq had weapons of mass destruction flew in the face of international inspectors who said it was not so. Bush's assertion that the U.S. would "rid the world of evil" was audacious and delusional, but was embraced by a majority of the public, who love his hubris. To decide to go after Sadam Hussein, who was only one of many brutal tyrants, seemed odd when we aligned with tyrants in other places and other times. To bomb that beautiful, historic country was callous. So here I am in 2023, a strong advocate for our support of Ukraine's fight against Russia's brutal aggression and providing the arms that they need. And I find that many who supported the War in Iraq now argue against providing military aid to Ukraine. I was disappointed that the Democratic Party virtually gave Bush everything he wanted to start and extend that war. They lacked moral courage back then and we here we are in 2023 bemoaning Republicans who lack moral courage to stand up to hubris.
I opposed the war in Iraq all along. I was SHOCKED by the attitude toward anyone who wasn't 100% on board for invading Iraq. As an elementary educator over the past 20 years, I've taught refugee students from Iraq, Afghanistan, Jordan, Syria, Somalia, Bosnia, Nepal, Ukraine and on and on. Because of war. The entire middle east was destabilized. The refugee crisis has impacted many nations. Fears about cultural and religious differences and racism have fed some of the extreme right factions in these nations (including our own). I'm sick to death of war. Sick of seeing children who've experienced unspeakable horror and been forced to be incredibly brave. 😪 For what? For oil? For money? For power? For the U.S. But Who benefits? Not me. The people in my circle are the ones who pay for and die in these wars. I was born in 1956, and I don't know if there's ever been a moment we weren't at war somewhere. When we left Afghanistan, it broke my heart to see us jump right into the Russia-Ukraine conflict. My spirit is weary. Why can't we seek peace? Why is war where our leaders begin?