Once upon a time in a land far away, there were villages. In the villages were families, schools, hospitals, banks and stores. These villages were just like the ones in the United States, where mothers daily walk their children to school, go to the market to buy food for the evening meal for their family. It's just another day in Iraq.

One day, in the village a woman was carrying her baby to her grandmother's house across the town to show off the baby's tooth which has just started to grow in. Looking down into the beautiful little girl's face and dreaming of the wonderful future husband who would make a grand life for her angelic baby girl. So lost in her thouhgts was she that she never saw the mortars before they were hit and her last thoughts before death took her were of trying to put out the fire engulfing the tiny bundle in her arms.

How Dare Any Government Value Human Life So Little?