When I talk to people who are not the We and hear how little how little how little they notice or care about this war, I am moved to finally employ my powers as the god of fish and cause all the finned and flippered creatures to come flopping out of the seas the rivers the lakes the streams and take to the highways in blue crystal bowls on remote control Tonka trucks and stop traffic stop motion stop time until people by god pay attention. Pay attention. Pay attention.
This is a picture of some people who hopefully are still living in Baghdad.
