I couldn't find anything to blog about over vacation. Everything in the world was going so well--nothing was irritating, appalling, or infuriating enough on which to comment.
So, I returned to work. What a surprise--I found this grotesquely perverse story on Guantanamo Bay.
I'm trying to decide whether the Loony Left completely lacks understanding of the terrorists imprisoned there, or understands them too well. These enemy combatants, of course, will employ any tactic toward the destruction of America, no matter how base or devoid of honor. Even in captivity, their aim is to debase and demoralize the free, democratic West. They play by no rules--but then, neither does the Left. Only the radical liberal traitors who bemoan an America that clubs babies, eats seals, and occasionally fails to recycle an aluminum can could believe that aspiring suicide bombers would be in any way traumatized by having no means to watch Entourage.
The moral relativists of the ACLU are also such narrow-minded elitists that they have no clue that, if given free reign in American society, the jihadists over whom they weep into their organic soy chai tea would behead them (the lawyers) first. Remember the crocodile and the frog? These terrorists are the crocodile, and any bleeding-heart blame-America-first types would do well to remember what they are--enemies of civil liberties. They hate freedom of or from religion. They hate any semblance of women's rights. And they really, really hate homosexuals.
Marijuana-dealing American citizens are eating baloney and wearing pink underwear, while unrepentant foreign mass-murderers have personal chefs and entertainment centers. Where's Joe Arpaio when you need him?
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