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March 22nd, 2007 on 7:53 pm
Hell, we are already paying too much in taxes as it is, so what we need more of these days is sacrifice to pay respect to the greatest generation who sacrificed a hell of a lot more for a whole lot less than the current whining whimpering moms and dads of body bags and…
OK, so I am pulsing a radiation swollen oozing tongue in this festering cheek, but the point is simple: if you want peace, work against war. The absence of war is not peace. The absence of war is simply a pause that will never be utilized. Consider the lunacy following the Oklahoma City bombings and the crazy Bush twins commandeering that Global Hawk test in September, 2001.
If you want perpetual war, annihiliation, and endless stupidity as espoused by the nation of miserable fucks, stay the course and adjust periodically for conditions on the ground. That IS the American Way!
I cared more about the loss of life in this insane NOMF expedition before the initial food-bombing in Afghanistan was declared a complete and total success. Then we moved on to preparing Mission Accomplished banners so the First Idiot could don his codpiece and land on an aircraft carrier with fewer than 200 American sacrifices thus far chalked up as acceptable losses and major combat activities concluded.
The past five years of indiscriminate slaughter and NOMF flagging waving have only convinced me that my original position of bringing on the bomb, initially offered during the civil rights protests at the 1964 World Fair is still the best and brighest solution.
Americans love war. They claim to hate it, but without war and the slaughter of hundreds of thousands of ragheads and niggers and slopes and spics and even white people on occasion, the economic engine that fuels consumerism (yea, might I even mention the success of Apple, Inc., of which I partake on a regular basis and would be better off investing in organically produced narcotics?) is insular and entropic.
I am drawing on the caves walls. I have already said every thing I can say to my contemporaries. It is obvious the world needs more ignorant cunts to be cheerleaders for a world vision that was doomed from the start. Go ahead and discuss the relative fullness of your imaginary cup. I have a full bottle absinthe, and I can always get more.
Back in your court, Dr. Pants.
Oh yeah, and how is real life treating you? It has been fucking with me pretty well for 60 years now, but I finally figured out that if you ignore it, it finally goes away.
Osama bin farting and lighting them up as his counsellor suggested unless his ear wax build up had him misunderstanding the gist of the conversation
Oh, and yeah, please visit he official Osama bin Laden MySpace page.
BTW, do I actually have to use fucking HTML tags to format these comments? Fuck that shit.