I haven't used the term "despotaphile" in a long time, but it applies now. Iraqi Naseer Flayih Hasan saw the solipsist left, contorted beyond reason in its contempt for America, with his own eyes, as he now tells us:
After [many experiences with opponents of Saddam's military deposition], we finally comprehended how little we had in common with these "peace activists" who constantly decried American crimes, and hated to listen to us talk about the terrible long nightmare that ended with the collapse of the regime. We came to understand how these "humanitarians" experienced a sort of pleasure when terrorists or former remnants of the regime created destruction in Iraq—just so they could feel that they were right, and the Americans wrong!
A shame that freedom and relative peace can bring complacency, begetting ingratitude, contempt for one's guardians and benefactors; then a perverse affection for an enemy's horrible plans. Though the silent majority must in perpetuity bear heavy things to complaints of a loud and thankless minority it will always enjoy, as Thomas More told Richard Rich, recognition from those who matter — and not a bad audience, that. For now, we should be good enough witnesses for Mister Hasan. (Hat tip, Powerline.)