Well, I am not amused. And I am offended that some of you want to make light of this report.
All I can think of is a poem (On Dover Beach), and a sad refrain from an old song (... and so it begins...)
We are either going to have to face the loss of endless numbers of our sons and daughters in an unending war to defeat these crazy people, or we are going to have to do the unthinkable, and annihilate so many innocents to protect our precious sons and daughters.
I think I would rather go lie down in the icy creek next winter, rather than face this awful choice bravely, and that is because I am a mother and a grandmother, who is quaking at what lies ahead in the next decade or so.
We have gone beyond hope, dear Freepers. We are now gazing into the horrible abyss. I am now truly afraid for our future, and it is time for us to decide. Are we Americans, or republicans and democrats, squabbling over votes, while the wolves are contemplating a nice feast?