This time around, the Americans wanted to make sure they killed him. Again and again, Abu Mussab al-Zarqawi had eluded his many well-armed, high-tech pursuers. Now, U.S. commanders were sure, the terrorist butcher was holed up in a safe house about 30 miles north of Baghdad, where he had gone to commune with his spiritual adviser. A circlingF-16C pasted the small building with a 500-pound bomb. Then, just to make sure, the warplane unloaded another 500-pounder. The two bombs, one directed by a laser beam, the other by a satellite, left nothing but a pile of rubble and twisted metal in a grove of splintered palm trees. Inside, two men, two women and a small girl were dead. Somehow, however, Zarqawi was still alive. When Iraqi and American soldiers found him, he was still breathing, barely, and muttering prayers. Lying on a stretcher, he turned away from his captors, imagining, perhaps, what awaited him in paradise.Ron notes that only a couple of days ago, Zarqawi wasnt praying for virgins, but that
further "The two bombs left nothing but a pile of rubble and twisted metal" - they forgot to mention 'a live, mumbling, praying, photogenic TERRORIST.'
may the american corporate media go straight to journalistic hell - do not pass 'go', do not collect $200, do not collect 72 virgins.