If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq;
If the market's hurt your momma, bomb Iraq.
If they've repossessed your Audi
And the terrorists are Saudi,
And you're feeling kind of rowdy, bomb Iraq.
[to the tune of "If You're Happy and You Know It, Clap Your Hands"]

It's the fine old tradition of passing the pain along ("I don't get ulcers; I give them.") This is the cycle of violence we've been trying to break ever since Jesus said, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them who persecute you. Talk about radical and revolutionary!