Diary of an up and coming sociopath

It occurs to me that, statistically, there’s a good chance the time is going to come when a small child walks up to his mother, sits on her lap and asks “Mom, how did dad die?” and she’s going to have to look him in the eye, fight back the tears and say “He crashed his helicopter into another while bravely protecting this country.”

The kid will look back, and say “Was he killed by Iraqis before they became extinct?”

And the mother’s going to sigh, stare off into the middle distance and say “Actually, they were just taking off on a routine mission but crashed into another helicopter. They probably weren’t 500 metres from base. Still, at least it was actually during a war rather than on a military exercise else I’d have changed my name to avoid the embarassment.”

I am bemused to think that the coalition forces have managed to lose a Chinook, 2 Sea-Kings and around 20 troops solely through crashing their own helicopters. It wouldn’t surprise me if the 2 reported killed marines were shot by their own side as well.

EDIT: 12:33 pm
And today I wake up to discover that US missiles have accidently shot down an RAF plane returning from a mission. With each passing day of war comes a new hilarious mistake. It’s also reported that the missing ITN reporter was actually under “friendly fire” when he went missing, which means, again, he was being shot at by our own side. Two more marks in the “against” column, making us 4 down before considering that the Iraqis have even fired a shot.