I don't need your Civil War.
Your power hungry selling soldiers in a human grocery store (ain't that fresh).

Well, Mr. President. Looks like you've really screwed the pooch this time. Do you think you can walk into a country fragmented by religion and held together with the loose glue of fascism, kill the dictators, and expect everyone to hand olive branches to each other? Feh!

You moron.

You couldn't keep it together. You fucked up. And now the free people of Iraq are prisoners in their own country with your curfew. Now we're on the brink of an Iraqi civil war.

Who is more foolish, Mr. President? The fool, or the fool who follows him?

If the hick-town redneck red state jackasses who elected you twice would put aside sticking magnetic yellow ribbons on the back of their wood panel minivans for one minute to listen to some news, they would realize how foolish they really are.