The Dyslexic War on Terror

As you all probably know by now, our new catch, al-Qaeda's #3, may simply have had a similar name to their #3. We wanted Anas al-Liby, we caught Abu Faraj al-Libbi. But hey, this is the story of the War on Terror. We wanted to invade a rogue state with an advanced nuclear weapons program and a history of aiding terrorism, but instead, we hit its orthographical (and geographical) neighbor, Iraq. So Anas al-Liby, Iran -- you two sleep easy tonight. America was close enough.

Update: From the article:

No European or American intelligence expert contacted last week had heard of al-Libbi until a Pakistani intelligence report last year claimed he had taken over as head of operations after Khalid Shaikh Mohammad’s arrest. A former close associate of Bin Laden now living in London laughed: “What I remember of him is he used to make the coffee and do the photocopying.”

Not to betray some sort of ignorance about terrorist operations or anything, but is there really a lot of photocopying and coffee-fetching occurring at al-Qaeda World Headquarters? Was Osama really slamming the desk and yelling "Abu Faraj! I said triplicate! Not doubles, triplicate!" And Abu Faraj is all "but the copier is out of toner!" and bin-Laden hits him and tells him to run to the local abu-Starbuck and get him a latte but, mind you, do it ironically, this is research into the West's infidel ways? Just doesn't seem credible, somehow.