Twenty Years Too Late Saddam Is Captured

So I went back again to those video pictures. True, the haunted creature in them could not rewind the film. His days were, as they say, over. Or supposed to be. There was a kind of relief in his face. The drama had ended. He was alive, unlike his tens of thousands of victims. Was a volume of memoirs in his fatigued mind? Having found his little library beside his last Tigris bolt-hole yesterday, I wouldn't be surprised. During his long and terrible reign, he would deluge us journalists with treatises on foreign affairs and women's rights and he ended his rule by deluging his own people with cheap women's romances. Yesterday, I found the philosophy of Ibn Khaldun among his books.

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