Imagine, for a moment, that you were one of the Iraqis who volunteered their services as translators for the U.S. military. In return, what were you expecting? Probably not this. I imagine a gruff U.S. soldier yelling "Hey Ahmed! You really want to be helpful? Why dont you take your Huffy and go recon that street up ahead? Make sure to give a little kick to any strange boxes by the side of the road!"
Jesus. Forget
asylum in the U.S., or even a chance to fight for a spot on the skids of the last helicopter out of the Green Zone, how about just letting him ride in the humvee? Even the little Iraqi street urchins in the background are laughing in anticipation of how spectacularly he is going to get his shit wrecked.
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