When I returned from Iraq, I thought of nothing but the absurdity of that hubristic enterprise, run by people who acted superior to us mortals. The civilians in charge struck me as dishonest and incompetent, detached from the reality of what was happening over their guarded gates. Their highest calling was their ambition. They didn’t have a clue. So they bumbled. They stumbled. They lied and dissembled. In the process, they became cartoon characters.