This week marks the twentieth anniversary of the start of the Iraq War. As usual, the navel gazing elites have begun their dissection of whether or not the war was justified. If only, if only, if only, it were as simple as scribbling notes. If only it were as easy as a tabletop exercise at a war college. Writers like Brett Stephens and Gerard Baker sit in comfortable surroundings and cogitate on whether their positions from twenty years ago were correct. How privileged they are. How banal their arguments.