We bombed the country back to the stone age, then pranced around on carrier decks while waiting for the milk and honey (and oil) to begin flowing in the wake of our magnificant triumph. We owe these people something, and by "something" I mean "everything." We are responsible for their current predicament. And please, please don't give me that crap about saving them from Saddam and now they have to pull themselves up by their own bootstraps. They don't have boots, let alone boots with straps.
We need to build refugee cities here in the United States and there in Iraq. We need to cooperate with Syria and Iran to assist the refugees who fled to those countries. Yes, you heard me right, cooperate with Syria and Iran. On their terms. Yes, it sucks, but that's what we've bought for ourselves with this little excursion into global dominance.
Once Iraq is rebuilt and stabilized, we need to send back the refugees who came to the United States. And I don't mean send them back to some tent city featuring a well and two electrical outlets for 500 people. I mean send them back to a decent country where they stand a chance of not dying by malnutrition or disease. Kinda what we promised them when we invaded, I think.
Would this require some sacrifice and expense on our part? Darn tootin' it would. Tough frijoles, my fellow Americans. We bought into this when we gave our dear president a blank check to do whatever he wanted to "faht terrism." The chickens are coming home to roost. Grin and bear it.