PROUD STALWARTS OF CODE PINK FIGHTING FOR SOMETHING OR OTHER, (NOT QUITE SURE). Although the one in the center is fighting a nasty yeast infection.
“If I am captured I will blow myself up.” Answered the female fighter when queried about the possibility of capture. At least they are spared the horrors of disguising themselves as female genitalia.
“Well lets just ask another religious group why they commit murders in the name of their God. Then we would gain a fresh perspective…” Silence around the table. ” Well, who is it? Is there any other religion that kills as many, in the name of God?”
Having worked with a wide range of offender populations ranging from drug traffickers to multiple murderers, I stand slightly amused but still befuddled by the delicacy of the criminal persona once caught. They are unmoved by the havoc they cause and the damage to others they do. They are, however the biggest whiners around. Imagine lawsuits over crunchy peanut butter and prayer rugs for people who stay up late committing offences against innocent citizens as a way of life and a career choice.
And the Grand Pulbah’s of whiners are the Muslim criminals. They are so hypersensitive and rightfully paranoid about others opinion that they think the guys in the huddle at football games are talking about them. And they aren’t saying anything nice!.
I’m getting kudos from the left. Who cares if a few little laws are trashed? I’m the boss. Right?
“I got poor Intel from the Intel people!” The “intelligence community” fires back..klik da pik and see their video refutation of POTUS tossing them under the bus!
OOPS! Half the briefings? Really? Can I borrow your notes on the briefing…..
So this is what happens when we leave. Put your hand in a bucket of water, now pull it out. What mark is left of your passing? That is your legacy. That is what remains. Nothing. We have thrashed around a bit in the bucket of Afghanistan, now the bucket stands alone and eventually, in just a year or two, undisturbed by our presence and passing.
The Russians left whimpering. The British are gone. Now the U.S. is leaving. Every army that has occupied Afghanistan leaves, tail gingerly tucked and like the water in the bucket, all will soon return to as it was. Tribal fealties, like all entrenched societal values, resist change. And unless we re-educate the entire population to understand and accept a new and overarching system of living, it will always return to it’s original chaotic tribal condition. Such retraining could be a generatonal task, hardly worth the trip for a rock like Afghanistan. The poppy fields are a consideration (either napalm or heroin refineries), depending on your attitude.
Obama should lend his model of change to the Afghanis, it might work where other promoted systems have failed. You must destroy the system in place first, then insert your favorite model. Of course you must displace all who would benefit from perpetuating the old system. (A pogrom or two could do this). But this story is going to be daily fare before long. The Wak-a-Mulla air war you got going on in northern Iraq and parts of Syria is the equivalent to a floating Maginot line. It is an incomplete strategy that has gaps big enough to deep-throat the Hindenburg.
Coronado Hall? “Don’t venture there after dark on a weekend honey! It’s the jock dorm ya know!” (occasional sexual assaults). A building full of jocks, full of grown manboys incapable of taking care of themselves, but manboys lavished with praise and payola for playing a game well.
So they end up in the news. Beating their children, beating their wives, screwing who they shouldn’t, date raping etc, etc. The problem is compounded by the number of these grown men who were raised by females alone. They did not have the voice of a father in their heads. A voice of reason over passion, of humility over grandiosity.
Male children have problems becoming men of substance when they have no men of substance to model proper behavior. I have seen the terrible consequences to fatherless male children. Male children spoiled rotten as “Moms Little Man.” Of course puberty turns them into muscled up bullys who can now do real damage with their tantrums. Women, children and the public at large held victim to a bully.
Things are different now. If you need proof I know a number of men who saved the world for you and me and all generations to come. The world war two veteran, just try to get him to brag about himself. You may hear about the comrades in arms who never made it back. But you never hear more than “I was just doing my job.”
I am not much of a sports fan. I didn’t even know what position Jeter held on the field. But I admire the humility, and gratitude that turned a really great player into a great man. At Least in my humbleestimation.
There is justice in the fact that the most humble generation is now refered to as the greatest generation. Except by them.