Long before now (and I mean LONG before now), I stated repeatedly that Americans have been so insulated from the looming, widespread threat of Western extinction that even 9/11 wasn't enough. It will take the image of bodies stacked like cordwood - in the tens of thousands - before the national consciousness is awakened to the Islamofascist threat, among others. I soon realized that I was preaching to three distinct groups: 1) The Choir, who didn't need a wake-up call in the first place (and I count you good Freepers among them, TY); 2) The Appeasers, who by-and-large either A: put their faith in The Church Of Kofi Annan and The Right Rev. Jimmy Carter, B: crawl up their own skirts and disappear into their rectal cavities at the first sign of conflict, or C: sit in circles chanting Kumbaya while kissing the keisters of every lunatic and despot on the planet (Paging Cindy Sheehan!); and 3) the Moo-Eyed-Chew-My-Cud types who are content to let world events unfold around them as long as nobody runs the mower through their particular little corner of the global pasture. I eventually turned the volume down; if for nothing else, the sake of my own sanity.
I still stand behind that observation. It will take cities in flames before the Appeasers and suddenly-bleating Cattle help to mend the fence. If even then.
