The world we now live in still seems so surreal to me. Western civilization has never faced a more insidious and cruel enemy. These people’s sense of values and morality are completely alien to anything we in the West believe – not in our most wild imaginings could we have conceived of an enemy whose very religion teaches that commiting suicide and blowing apart women and children is right and virtuous – you can’t get anymore depraved than that. This isn’t an enemy that faces us on a battlefield, this is an enemy that skulks around in the dark and strikes at our most helpless. I’m sick of hearing lefties wringing their hands and saying that it’s all our fault for going into Iraq. These people were blowing us up even before Afghanistan. They’re commiting acts of terrorism for one reason and one reason only – we are not Muslims. It is their religious destiny to convert the entire world to Islam by any means. They view non-muslims as Infidel – less than human. Anyone who is an Infidel is fair game to these human cockroaches – civilians, women, children. Any act of cruelty they can perpetrate is extolled – the more barbaric, the more barbaric, the more horror and carnage and suffering they can cause, the better. This is the enemy – a people whose mentality hasn’t advanced beyond the 11th century.
The Brits are a tough lot. The average Joe-six-pack isn’t taking this lying down, as evidenced by the attacks on Muslims who are plotting within their own country. When our country was attacked on 911, my very blood cried out for vengeance, as in “Remember Pearl Harbor”, or “Remember the Alamo”. I assumed that would be the feeling of most Americans. Unfortunately, we are not the same Americans we were 60 years ago, and I couldn’t believe the simpering and crying of our over-abundance of lefties all wanting to know what we did to bring this on ourselves and what we could do to smooth things over and make everything all right. As far as I’m concerned, when those pieces of shit flew two of our planes into two of our buildings killing 3,000 of our fellow Americans, all bets were off. If those animals ever had any grievances of any kind, it’s all moot now.
I had three nephews who served in the Marines in Iraq. One of them didn’t come back home. Although our loss is great, I know that he didn’t die in vain. We are now engaged in a monumental struggle against any enemy who has no scruples, no boundaries, no morality, no right to share this planet with the rest of us, and we will prevail. We will prevail because there are more Brits and Americans than there are panty-wetters who recognize the evil nature of the enemy and know that this is a war that we must and will win.
May I express my condolences to you for the loss of your nephew in the Marines in Iraq.