I understand the need for that shirt, but I find it bothersome that you probably can’t read it from more than 10 feet away.
I’ve been following wars, riots, and protests for a long time, but these are by far two of the best effigies I’ve ever seen. Condi’s handbag even matches her boots.
I don’t know what’s more powerful in this image, the look on this Iraqi Christian child’s face as his family flees their home in Mosul, or the presence of the plastic bag that says “thanks” in English.
Don’t get me wrong, I love a big band, and I love amusement park christenings, but I can’t help but feel like Iraq might need something else more urgently.
I’m no expert marksman, but I’m pretty sure if that guy in the middle fires his rifle, he’s going to fuck up his left hand and break his nose.
I’m not sure whether it says more about the situation, these Iraqi detainees, or me, but these guys are dressed better than I am right now.
“Okay, here’s the deal guys, if you want act up and be violent, we’re just asking you to wait until we’re gone.”