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You have to hand it to democracy. Then, sometimes, you have to snatch it right back: "it" being credit for harmonizing human relationships through, among other glories, free speech.

"Democracy" is a one-word answer to the question "How'd this Iraq mess suddenly get so messy?"

It takes a democracy -- in our own case, the greatest of them all -- to get bollixed in the beguiling way familiar now to the whole world, hoisted, you might say, by its constitutional petard.

Only a democracy would care a rap whether it slaughtered civilians in Fallujah and abused prisoners in Abu Ghraib. The Soviet secret police would have jailed or otherwise silenced those in the media or the political world who objected to such measures; so, for that matter, would Saddam Hussein's not-so-secret police.

We turn ourselves inside out because we care that Americans do things the right way, with full and earnest respect for human rights. You could call this concern our crowning glory. You could likewise call it the incubus that drains our national spirit. Try, if you like, reconciling those variant considerations, both of them genuine.

A deeper irony is the American determination to build in Iraq yet another vulnerable democracy, vulnerable on account of openness and the rule of law.

Another irony is deeper still. And more chilling. It is that our democratic infighting -- all so legitimate under the Constitution -- could cost us full victory in the entirely just, entirely legitimate battle to extend democracy to the Middle East.

Morale is the key question. Lacking morale -- lacking, that is to say, a sense of justified purpose in a difficult endeavor -- one can't prevail over a bowl of wet noodles.

American morale, some of us have been noticing for the past few decades, is sunk in lethargy, trammeled by doubt and guilt. The variant viewpoints we have been treated to -- all so very proper under the Constitution -- have turned slowly into a chorus of self-accusation.

The other night, my wife and I attended John Lee Hancock's too-much-minimized movie "The Alamo." It occurred to me at the time: This is a movie about men -- the Texans -- blessed with high morale, men who did things and never looked back. So palpable was their trust in democratic freedom that, to further its prospects, they laid down their lives.