There you guys go again: confusing explanation with justification.
Let's try a simple analogy. I take my wife on a drive to the other side of town. I take a short cut and run out of gas right in the middle of the most dangerous part of the city. We are quickly surrounded by youths who, despite looking like millionaire rappers, extract us from our vehicle, rough us up and steal all of our possessions.
When the ordeal is over, my wife turns to me and refers to the mess into which I have got us. I correct her by pointing out, freeper-style, that it was in fact the local youths who got us into this mess. She looks at me as though I have completely lost my mind. End of story.
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"After we manage to arrive home, said youths sneak in the backyard, pour gas on our children, and burn them alive. My wife turns to me, fingering a butcher knife, and says 'Find them and bring them here to me."
No, no, no problem, that's what we're here for. ---Analogy Correction Central
I see. Working on the 100th floor of WTC One is 'taking a shortcut through the most dangerous part of the city'? :-)
Actually, your "local youths" have a 1500-year-old chip on their shoulders the size of Mohammed's mountain, and they crashed a party on the nice side of town.
Rockwell shouldn't try to blame Osama's little murder raid on American foreign policy, and neither should you.
BTW - freepers driving on the bad side of town usually "accessorize". ;-)
Let's try a simple analogy. I take my wife on a drive to the other side of town. I take a short cut and run out of gas right in the middle of the most dangerous part of the city. We are quickly surrounded by youths who, despite looking like millionaire rappers, extract us from our vehicle, rough us up and steal all of our possessions. When the ordeal is over, my wife turns to me and refers to the mess into which I have got us. I correct her by pointing out, freeper-style, that it was in fact the local youths who got us into this mess. She looks at me as though I have completely lost my mind. End of story.
This is just an excuse. You could use the same explanation about the Japs bombing Pearl Harbor in 1941. No matter what you call it, it is still horsesh*t. You guys are Lew Rockwell are living in a fanatsy world.
And your wife would be right, judging by your simple analogy, you have completely lost your mind.
A more accurate and relevant analogy would be that the youthful gang members have chosen a busy work day to visit YOUR very place of work. They proceed to kill the parking lot attendant, break in and steal YOUR car from the parking lot, and without so much as a "How do you do?", they crash it at full speed square into YOUR office... killing you, your secretary, and 90% of your employees. Now... do you spend your time in the afterlife worrying whether it was your "business practices" that provoked this unseemly turn of events, or could it be that, just maybe, those youthful gang members were really just evil, malignant, antisocial monsters who would kill you as soon as look at you?
And, oh, by the way... Bill will only bother save himself, if he can. He cares not what happens to you. His release of Puerto Rican terrorists for shallow and transparent political gain should be enough proof of that.