Read This, And Tell Me Again…

February 23, 2006

…how sacred the Arabs hold their mosques.


The Goddess Speaks!

February 22, 2006

Go, and worship!

She presents an opposing view to mine, and yet my needle begins to waver, due to her words. She makes several convincing points, and may just be the sobering slap to the face I needed.

We shall see…


I Can Be Wrong…

February 22, 2006

I have made a complete 180 on this UAE ports deal. This and this convinced me. Read them and tell me what you think.

I now fully support the sale, with reservations.

Update:

But wait, there’s more. Good stuff.


Random Sick Thought…

February 20, 2006

If you had the money and the equipment and the skill and the determination, why couldn’t you extrude plastic explosives into several festive, ballbearing-filled shapes, let’s say, plastic trash cans?

Playground toys? Newspaper racks? Benches?

Include the detonator inside, and blow it at will. Who pays attention to the garbage man?

Have a nice day!

 


Well, Isn’t This…

February 18, 2006

special.

The ramifications are terrifying.


You have got to be…

February 18, 2006

shitting me.

 Somebody needs to pay those folks a visit. Is all that shit I hear about Southern boys just that?


Perspective…

March 30, 2003

Some young Marines, yesterday, came upon a 4 year old Iraqi boy who had been cut in half by something fast and hot and final…the boy was still alive, and trying to crawl.

Our Marines did what they could, summoning aid and whatnot, but I think we all know the outcome. Had I been their NCO, I would have ordered them to move on ahead, and then knelt and gently put that child out of his misery…we would have all gone on to have our own special nightmares…later.

There is a job to do…it is messy, and only certain, very special people can do it. Compare the amount of deployed military to the population of just the United States alone, and you see that it is a very infinitesimal slice, comparatively.

I wish people would just shut the fuck up and back the fuck off and try to keep things in perspective. More people will die this Sunday in car accidents going to and from church than have died and been wounded and been captured and tortured to death in this whole fucking war.

And there will still be the story of a little boy, seeing his own guts laid out around him, and some young Americans who will never forget that image for the rest of their lives.

God Bless them all…