One of the staff, who delights regaling me with humourous vignettes and tawdry jokes, gave me this to read. I loved it, so I copied it and here it is:
A U.S. Marine squad was marching north of Fallujah when they came upon an Iraqi terrorist, bady injured and unconscious.
On the opposite side of the road was an American Marine in a similar but less serious state. The Marine was conscious and alert and as first aid was given to both men, the squad leader asked the injured Marine what had happened.
The Marine reported, "I was heavly armed and moving north along the highway here, and coming south was a heavily armed insurgent. We saw each other and both took cover in the ditches along the road. I yelled to him that Saddam Hussein was a miserable, low-life scumbag who got what he deserved, and he yelled back that Ted Kennedy was a fat, good-for-nothing, left wing liberal drunk who doesn't know how to drive. So, I said that Osama bin Laden dresses and acts like a frigid, mean-spirited lebian! He retaliated by yelling , 'Oh, yeah? Well, so does Hillary Clinton!' And, there we were, in the middle of the road, shaking hands, when a truck hit us."
He loved the look on my face when I got to the bottom. And I loved it. But more than that, it's what should happen. Morons like George Bush put all the young people in a place that is full of horror an bloodshed and make it sound as though Iraqis are evil people. Most of them are just like most of us: they put their pants on one leg at a time; breath, eat, sleep, have sex, have families, work just as we do; they make fun of their leaders like we make fun of ours. They have news and publications with misinformation; we have that too. Two men shaking hands in the street. That's as it should be.
It doesn't matter where you are from on Earth, you are still both human beings.