Silflay Hraka

The White House is taking a lot of heat for supposedly staging a presidential teleconference with a bunch of soldiers now serving in Iraq. The group - half officers, half non-coms and an Iraqi soldier, is alleged to have been coached in what to say and what not to say, if you believe the mainstream media, which is calling the event stage managed, repeated the claim it was scripted.

While the WH deserves a lot of heat for various things it’s done, this isn’t one of them.

The event wasn’t a scripted Q&A. The only thing that was pre-arranged was where to sit, and how to pass the microphone, and which person (by job) was probably best suited to answer what kind of question.

But don’t take my word for it.

Take this guy’s word for it. He was there.

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Dear Momma Rodina,

I just wanted to let you know, we’re praying for your boys in the sub, and we’ll do everything in our power to help out. As all sailors in any navy would affirm, a sailor in trouble is just a sailor; we’re all equal and at the mercy of the sea, and we owe each other a duty to protect each other from the sea’s power, and the inequities it inflicts on us in a seemingly random manner. And while we’re at it, we can’t thank you enough for your sacrifices in WWII, in bleeding the Nazis white, even as your troops suffered and turned the snow beneath their feet red. We couldn’t say this before, thanks to that damn scallywag you were living with, Karl Marx. But now that he’s dead, we don’t mind saying it. We remember. And thanks.

That said, we need to talk, Momma Rodina.

What’s this we hear about you getting with Papa Zhao?

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