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If it were up to me, I'd have the Mall of Washington DC become a field of pikes, upon which the heads of our Islamicist enemies would be mounted, one by one, as they became available.

Hey now, I live downwind of that, and its summertime here. Last thing I need is reeky noggin stink gently wafting through my whole life. Load 'em up into a dump truck and drop 'em off in the town square in Fallujia, or let the Afghanis play Buzkashi with them or make a headalanche down a mountainside or use 'em for batting practice or raffle 'em off to the German weirdos that keep popping up in the news or give them to New Guinea tribesmen as foreign aid.

I understand and generally agree with the Christian sentiments that were expressed by another poster earlier. The hard, cold fact however, is that it was proven by the Soviets in the 70s that this crap stops when it's the terrorslime's turn. They love to dish it out, but they're scared merdeless of it being done to them. One Sov got grabbed and cut up in Lebanon or someplace. The GRU or somebody grabbed a few of these people and disassembled them with power tools, and boxed them up for return to where they came from. End of THAT little tactic.

These people are THICK. That's what it takes to get the message across. We'll continue to see this stuff happening until it is countered with a bonce for a bonce.

Riley: "These people are THICK. That's what it takes to get the message across."

Eggsackly! I have long advocated turning Ashcanistan/Iwreck into one big glass parking lot, then turn to the next tin-can towel head and asking, "Who's next". The reason for this is that *that* is all they can understand. The cannot comprehend anything except absolute, overwhelming violence being visited upon them.

For the few "pacifist" posters who bemoan this mistreatment ('tit for tat') of the poor widdle terrorists, all I can do is paraphrase a story I heard when I was working in the EMS field (many years ago).

There was a bleeding heart liberal, socialist sociologist at some ivory tower university back on the east coast who loudly proclaimed how badly the police were treating the criminals, beating them and acting aggressively toward them, instead of entering into a dialog with them and discussing their (the criminal's) wrongful behavior and how it reflected badly upon them and demeaned society, etc., ad nauseating etc.

So the local police force, who were part of the brunt of this idjit's diatribes, invited him to go out with them on a 'ride along' and just show them exactly how the police should respond properly.

Long story short, they responded to an altercation in a bar and instead of physically interposing themselves by way of nightsticks into the argument, offered to let Mr. Social Conscience show them how to "talk" to the poor downtrodden, mistreated miscreants and handle it *his* way. After a few minutes of attempting to "discuss" with them their feelings and motivations, one of the miscreants got a bit tired of his BS and smacked him in the face, sending him flying backwards down on his sorry @$$ on the floor.

Mr. Sociologist apparently had gotten religion about 1 millisecond after the bully's fist met up with his nose and he got up off the floor screaming for the cops to arrest the bad guy, beat him senseless, shoot him and anything else that could come to the forefront of his foggy mind.

Apparently, after his baptism in the River Violence, he saw the light and determined that the way the cops handled the bad guys - force met with equal force - was alright and had his sociological blessing from then on.

I'm also reminded of the method of convincing a person who professes the idealism of pacifism of just how the real world works is to engage them in a discussion of their non-violence idea, then without warning, smack them in the face, knocking them down. If they get up and still profess non-violence, without any verbal argument, smack them again. They most assuredly will readily shed their unworkable theory of non-violence or non-agression most immediately.

For the "two wrongs don't make a right" poster, puleeeeez meet me at the local bar and let me discuss the theory of non-violence, non-agression and Geneva Conventions with you. I promise I won't have to use more than one or two words to convince you that the real world just don' work 'dat way.

Just my US$0.02 and probably worth just that. 8^)