Everyone loves Paris this week, but during the US invasion of Iraq, I was in a community theatre musical in Connecticut. At the cast party some of my castmates made a big deal of having wines that weren’t from France. Those were the days of saying, “freedom fries,” instead of, “french fries,” because we were all supposed to be pissed off at France for not supporting the coalition of the willing. Republican Chairman Bob Ney even had french fries and french toast renamed on the menus at Congressional cafeterias.
But now, all is forgiven. Over a hundred Parisians and tourists have died for our willingness to invade the wrong country, destabilize the region, and fund and arm the terrorists that have become ISIS, ISIL, Da’esh or whatever they are called now.
The rest of us will live under increased surveillance, anxiety and fear.