… I know I feel differently in the morning, after seeing the pictures and reading the stories of lives arbitrarily snuffed out and people who had little reduced to people who have nothing at all. But tonight I’m going to bed in a vicious mood, with a stomach so full of contempt for this poisoned republic and its brain-dead citizens that I can taste it in my mouth, like bile.

And the only thing I can think to ask God—if she does exists—is why, just for once, can’t you smite the wicked instead of the innocent?

Posted by billmon at 01:09 AM

(Billmon’s full post can now be found on the Internet Wayback Machine at  https://web.archive.org/web/20051001001007/http://billmon.org/)

This 24 September 2005 post was made during the height (or depths) of the Iraq War during the Bush-Cheney regime.  Also recall the other Bush debacle, Hurricane Katrina, was just the month before, August 23–31, 2005.  We thought we were in the depths of depravity and had no inkling that we were only at the higher rings of hell.