Mobley: Maze becomes metaphor for misguided war in Iraq
To meditate on Iraq, I went to Oconee County. To the Washington Farms corn maze. I started with the corn cannon near the parking lot, a pneumatic tube that shoots half-ears of dried corn about 50 yards on a low arc. The two painted targets made a particularly Athenian axis of evil - Osama bin Laden and a Florida Gator. I picked Osama. He's still at large. I drove around to the corn maze entrance, parked. Being male, I didn't ask for instructions or directions or a map. I just walked right in, seduced by the ease of the first long, gently curving path. In most places, the corn was only about as tall as I am. Being large, I thought I had an advantage over the kids running and laughing in another part of the maze. But soon I realized the maze was bigger than even me. I don't have much hate in my heart, and I'm not violent, but I was ready to throttle the guy who cut this maze out of the cornfield. The person who took me in circles and drew me into dead ends. The one who ma...