Of all the posts on the capture of a U.S. action figure by Iraqi terrorists, the diary of hostage John “Cody” Adam is my favorite.
The Slinky betrayed us. I should have known. I never trusted him. He was an unstable character, always going back and forth, back and forth, never showing a shred of backbone. “Come, senor, I know the way to the insurgents’ headquarters,” he rasped. The fact that he was an Arab toy speaking with a stereotypical Spanish accent should have tipped me off. But hindsight is always 20/20. Literally. I can turn my head 360 degrees.
. . . the gentlest one of us all lost it completely. “Elmo is thinking about genocide!” he screamed, as he unleashed a hail of foam darts upon our adversaries. “Elmo is Death, destroyer of worlds!” War does awful things to toys.
Read it for yourself.