in a great, huge festival...
the handover of the authorities took place in a small shelter in one of the basements of the green zone.
bremer, the new ugly Iraqi "president", the cia agent "P.M.", another couple of losers were standing in a small circle at the sunrise, clapping their hands and trying to smile
some hours later, bremer ran away in a black military plane
god, dont you call this a historical carnival?
in arabic we say, "sharro el balyyati ma yodhek", the worst catastrophes make you laugh