This is a story of two gut-wrenching escapes that crippled our grueling
war against terror, perhaps irrevocably. I want to return soon to
Latino-themed topics, but the significance of these critical events for
our nation can not go unnoted.
Loathing their master, I admit to feeling sorry for the Gaddafi force attacking east from Brega toward Ashdabiya in the Libyan civil war. This is no longer the overwhelming armored column seeking to suppress the eastern rebellion. This is the desperate remnant of a battered army.
Far from their western base, their supply line stretches along a single
coastal road for 300 miles. Pushed from behind by the hysterical urgings
of their mad maximum leader, they face death from the giant Allied air
Still they attack.