As I have reported before in this column, the only time I heard a voice I’m sure didn’t come from my own head was after the first Gulf War. George Herbert Walker Bush was the president, and that war was the straw that broke the spirit’s back in America.
I was living in Silicon Valley at the time, and the day after Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait I knew that war was a fait accompli. I wrote and gave speeches to that effect, and was chided by activists who, behind the curve as always, said I should be working to prevent the war, rather than talking about preparing for its aftermath.
George Herbert Walker Bush assembled a coalition, obtained UN approval, and killed an estimated 100,000 Iraqis in