It’s all pretty depressing given the enormous blood and treasure the U.S. invested in liberating Iraq from Saddam Hussein’s regime.For all its vast power and influence, America's national character is that of the great-aunt who's never forgotten that you failed to send a thank-you card for the pair of argyle socks she bought you on Christmas, 1985. I mean, shit, the French are still considered insufficiently grateful for WWII despite the several decades of unalloyed cultural adulation, but at least in that instance we did manage to play a minor supporting role in the Russian defeat of the Nazis. Well now apparently the great moral angoisse à propos Iraq is not whether or not an immense and powerful nation ought to instigate an unprovoked invasion and occupation of another country, killing many thousands through direct military action and a million or more as an immediate consequence of those actions, but whether or not the people we conquered will, upon our partial withdrawal, will express sufficient gratitude for having been billeted with a gang of well-armed fatamericans lo this past decade. But we got rid of Saddam! It's like date-raping your girlfriend and then being upset that she didn't thank you for not doing anal.