I concur, big time. These terrorists use the tools of warfare against non-combatants, hoping that eventually the bloodshed will be great enough to leverage politically what they cannot win in a stand-up fight. I spit on them.
They keep begging to be exterminated; let's accomodate them. I keep thinking of Hal Moore's prayer in We Were Soldiers:
Our Father in Heaven, before we go into battle every soldier among us will approach you each in his own way. Our enemies too, according to their own understanding will ask for protection and for victory. And so, we bow before your infinite wisdom. We offer our prayers as best we can. I pray you watch over the young men...that I lead into battle. You use me as your instrument in this awful hell of war...to watch over them. Especially if they're men like this beside me, deserving of a future in your blessing and good will. Amen.
Oh. Yes, and one more thing, dear Lord...about our enemies--ignore their heathen prayers, and helps us blow those little bastards straight to hell. Amen again.
Amen, indeed.