March 18th, 2003


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...and in the end, home is really just where those you care about are, and no more. Whether it's a small stone ledge, the space where the two of you are talking, and lasts for an hour; or a muddy trapezoid of a field, one frisbee, three other people, artificial light, and 40 minutes. That's all I need in the end. And I've always known that, but I do need to be reminded.

It ended up being a much better Purim evening than I expected, and not in the same way at all.

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And as far as this war thing goes...I don't know, but I may be starting to get talked into it. Someone please talk me back out of it again, please. But I was thinking:

Do we have a legal right to attack Iraq? Yes. The initial UN resolution promised serious consequences for material breach of the disarmament. Serious consequences is diplomat-speak for an attack; nothing less. Does Iraq actually have the things we say they do? Yes, I have no doubt. I've never doubted that; I've just wondered if that's enough cause to attack.

Do we have a moral right to attack Iraq? It's nearly impossible to have a moral right to attack without a moral obligation to attack.

Do we have a moral obligation to attack Iraq? I'm starting to wonder if we do. I think President Bartlet started to convince me that a doctrine of preemptive strike isn't inherently wrong. And now Iraq is in a position to continue its weapons enhancement, in the face of a legal obligation to stop. If they can't hit Israel with a nuke or hit America with anything, but those will both be wrong in three years, and if there is no reason to believe that Sadaam will follow any more ultimatums, which can in the end only be enforced by one thing or the threat of that one thing, and if we also have no reason to believe that Sadaam won't attack us as soon as he can (we've certainly provoked him enough already to last years), then is it possible we should attack? Doesn't the US military have an obligation to protect us and our way of life, and isn't it possible that this is the best way to do so?

What am I missing that was so clear a day or two ago?

A dream

I was just sitting in my room, doing nothing in particular. Out of the blue, Laura calls me. We chat for a bit, and then I hear her sister's voice in the background. "Abby's there? Where are you?"

"Actually, we're in your room."

And I go out into the living room, and Laura, Abby, Bean, and outcastspice were all just sitting there squeezed onto my couch. And shekkichebaz walks in.

And I was shocked but still so deliriously happy that they all came. I never asked why; we all just hung out and talked for awhile. And more people kept coming. There were about 15 people there. And still more came, many without me even noticing. There were people chatting in my back yard (I have a back yard?) because, I was told, it was a particularly warm night, and certainly much warmer than the places people were coming from, like Boston, New York, and Canada. And in the end there must have been 50 people in my on-campus apartment and in the back yard. There were a few I didn't recognize, but it was mostly good friends.

I had to usher people around a bit, such as out of my roommate's room so he could sleep, but mostly everyone just sat around and talked for a long time. And a couple of us watched a little football; I don't really know where that came from.

I never did figure out, or even wonder, why everyone was just showing up. I was just soaking it all in; I couldn't be happier.