Responsibilities

The young Marine wrote about the Fallujah offensive: ‘I fear it's a fight for my life. Dad, I need your prayers and advice more than ever.’ About an hour later, there was a knock on the door ...

I would lay his body across Rumsfeld's desk. I would wrap him in the flag and lay him there. I would bring him home to those empty, wretched people, marry his death to their ideas. I would have Karen Hughes to wash his feet, Karl Rove to seal his eyes. You must close his eyes forever, Rove. You must feel his skin against your own ...