War by Another Name
. . . gave a shoulder-cracking stretch, then looked around at the bleak and littered Mesopotamian countryside with a grin.
"Ah, if it looks like a war and barks like a war, is it indeed a war?" the mighty God of War and Empire exclaimed, scarcely able to contain the glee in his voice. "Pink-slipped by peace, rehired by intifada. Time to get to work!."
A gentle laugh. "Those crazy Americans. They should have known that outsourcing would never work here.".