U.N. Loosens Soil Around the Future Crater of Gaddafi

I'm experiencing the bad news fatigue that our generation has become known for. Thousands of people are in pain around the world and I'm shutting off my TV because I can't concentrate anymore.

 It is a highly unfortunate longterm outcome of our prolonged exposure to Superinformation. When we can hear so much about death each and every day,  Life itself becomes something largely numerical.

Ironically, the only tidbits absent from  news reports of missle strikes on Libyan air defenses are the numbers we've come to ignore.

Comm centers and anti-air bases need crews.
Crews that aren't missle-proof. 

I'm not suggesting that the casualties in these strikes were astronomical, merely that reports of these casualties are entirely conspicuous in their absence. I get as tired of casualty reports as the next guy, but they serve a vital purpose in our increasingly numb world: adding reality to a situation.
War games have winners and losers and losers bleed just like you.
I strongly dislike Moammar Gaddafi and if I were alive in the 1980's I'd probably like him even less, but my general distaste for him doesn't decertify his humanity.
If people with more power and general temerity than me have decided that it is entirely necessary to take human lives to resolve this crisis I ask only one thing of them. Tell me about it.
I understand that It's vital to keep Americans in support of the no-fly zone over Libya in order to save hundreds if not thousands of lives,  but obscuring the stark truths  of the operation isn't at all right way to curry our favor. I don't believe that taking a life is ever a necessity, but I understand that most Americans likely believe that it can be the lesser of two evils. 
The problem with American politics for the last 200 years has been the general belief that Americans are too soft, too slow, or too stupid to make the right choice in an emergency, and this has driven the rhetoric that leads to the obscuring of details from the general public.
We're not stupid, we're not soft, we're not slow; we're simply very busy, and we're very tired. Be honest with us and we might surprise you.

(well, not me, but those other folks will come through, I swear).