Goodness, that was mean! I guess that means that my intelligence has been impugned by someone who can’t even spell “theme song.”
Fortunately for you (and the rest of the world, I suspect), I am not the Commander in Chief or anything close to it. Growing up in the 50’s, I learned that making nice to a bully only invited further unpleasantness. A solid punch in the nose usually put an end to such behavior.
Four years in the Marine Corps only reinforced that mind-set, I must confess.
Should you come across a half-drowned viper, you don’t take it home and nurse it back to health as it will surely bite you. Islam threatens not only me, my country, my way of life and my sense of right and wrong, but more than anything, my children. So, yes, I want to fight back and I want to see to it that Islam is no more threat to me and mine than Hitler and Tojo were after WWII.
You may honorably disagree, and I will readily admit that anger fuels my attitude, but you don’t have to be rude.
"It is easy to fly into a passion--anybody can do that--but to be angry with the right person and at the right time and with the right object and in the right way--that is not easy, and it is not everyone who can do it."
-- Aristotle
"Any man who judges by the group is a peawit"
Sgt Killrain (the Killer Angels" Michael Shaara)