Alas, they are indeed different things: A troubled household and a troubled country. One does not simply walk into Iraq. It's crumbling gates are guarded by more than just death squads. There is evil there that does not sleep, and the bearded eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland riddled with riffle fire, sand (it's coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere), and dust, the very air you breathe is poisonous gas. Not with ten thousand could you do this. It is folly.Originally Posted by Turkish-S