Paul Greenberg
November 20, 2009
Worried about trying the ringleader of the 9/11 terrorists and four of his close associates in a civilian courtroom?
Don't be, says our president. He knows just how the trial will turn out -- Khalid Sheik Mohammed will be convicted and executed. We have his word on it.
"Going postal" is a piquant American phrase that describes the phenomenon of violent rage in which a worker--archetypically a postal worker--"snaps" and guns down his colleagues.
As the enormity of the actions of Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan sinks in, we must ask whether we are confronting a new phenomenon of violent rage, one we might dub--disconcertingly--"Going Muslim."
11/13/09
by Clint Schneider
I am so disgusted at the media's global search for apologists and pro-Muslim, left-of-Lenin breast beaters on behalf of this human excrement who are claiming:
Let's set the record straight and tell the story correctly...but not politically correctly (for that is certainly an oxymoron!). And NO, I did not check any of this with Snopes, the Arabic Anti-Defamation League, Jesse Jackson or the President. The data is on the net and/or is known to any recruit who has been in the Army more than five minutes.
Face it, boys and girls. This human is a piss-poor doctor, hypocrite, liar, thug, killer, terrorist and jihad zealot. But, thank God, he stupidly pulled this off in Texas where there is a death penalty...if in Berkeley, he would now be backed by a platoon of ACLU lawyers successfully suing the incredibly brave cop who brought him down, for not taking a head shot so that he could be a martyr.
What is this country coming to?
Clint Schneider
What cowards we are. Political correctness killed those patriotic Americans at Fort Hood as surely as the Islamist gunman did. And the media treat it like a case of nondenominational shoplifting.
This was a terrorist act. When an extremist plans and executes a murderous plot against our unarmed soldiers to protest our efforts to counter Islamist fanatics, it's an act of terror. Period.
President Obama said: “No nation can or should try to dominate another nation.”
Pardon me? Did a professional speechwriter write that? Or did you outsource it to a starry-eyed runner-up in the Miss America pageant? Whether or not any nation “should try” to dominate another, they certainly “can,” and do so with effortless ease, all over the planet and throughout human history.
The Obama administration is repeating Clinton’s national-security errors.
05/22/09
by Victor Davis Hanson
Big Brother comes not with jack boots and May Day parades, but with a kindly therapeutic smile — inviting all of us to accept hope and change and forget what we were.
That Was Then, This is Now…
The Strange Case of Eric Holder
All We Need Now is Joe McCarthy
Moveon…
05/22/09
by Rep. Louie Gohmert
Just so you understand the allegedly brutal conditions at Gitmo, every day the detainees are given prayer rugs, Korans with special holders so that they’re never touched by Americans, and even an arrow on the floor that points toward Mecca so that they can offer their daily prayers to Allah. They’re granted outdoor activity time and hours to watch movies. And it’s extremely important to note that no waterboarding has ever taken place at Guantanamo. Guantanamo Bay is the most humane facility where these terrorists can be held, but President Obama is convinced that our nation needs an image makeover to make some other countries happy.
Opportunism, not principles, guides most in Washington. Almost no proponents of the Iraq War withdrew their support right after the successful three-week effort to remove Saddam. Had there been little Iraqi violence during the transition to democracy, former supporters would probably still be vying to take credit for the war’s success.
From the Sand Pit
April 14, 2009
Author unknown (Saucy Jack)
It's freezing here. I'm sitting on hard, cold dirt between rocks and shrubs at the base of the Hindu Kush Mountains, along the Dar 'yoi Pomir River, watching a hole that leads to a tunnel that leads to a cave. Stake out, my friend, and no pizza delivery for thousands of miles.
I also glance at the area around my ass every ten to fifteen seconds to avoid another scorpion sting. I've actually given up battling the chiggers and sand fleas, but them scorpions give a jolt like a cattle prod. Hurts like a bastard. The antidote tastes like transmission fluid, but God bless the Marine Corps for the five vials of it in my pack.
The one truth the Taliban cannot escape is that, believe it or not, they are human beings, which means they have to eat food and drink water. That requires couriers and that's where an old bounty hunter like me comes in handy. I track the couriers, locate the tunnel entrances and storage facilities, type the info into the handheld, shoot the coordinates up to the satellite link that tells the air commanders where to drop the hardware. We bash some heads for a while, then I track and record the new movement.
It's all about intelligence. We haven't even brought in the snipers yet. These scurrying rats have no idea what they're in for. We are but days away from cutting off supply lines and allowing the eradication to begin.
I dream of bin Laden waking up to find me standing over him with my boot on his throat as I spit into his face and plunge my nickel-plated Bowie knife through his frontal lobe. But you know me, I'm a romantic. I've said it before and I'll say it again: This country blows, man. It's not even a country. There are no roads, there's no infrastructure, there's no government. This is an inhospitable, rock pit shit hole ruled by eleventh century warring tribes. There are no jobs here like we know jobs.
Afghanistan offers two ways for a man to support his family: join the opium trade or join the army. That's it. Those are your options. Oh, I forgot, you can also live in a refugee camp and eat plum-sweetened, crushed beetle paste and squirt mud like a goose with stomach flu, if that's your idea of a party. But the smell alone of those 'tent cities of the walking dead' is enough to hurl you into the poppy fields to cheerfully scrape bulbs for eighteen hours a day.
I've been living with these Tajiks and Uzbeks, and Turkmen and even a couple of Pushtins, for over a month-and-a-half now, and this much I can say for sure: These guys, all of 'em, are Huns... actual, living Huns. They LIVE to fight. It's what they do. It's ALL they do. They have no respect for anything, not for their families, nor for each other, nor for themselves.
They claw at one another as a way of life. They play polo with dead calves and force their five-year-old sons into human cockfights to defend the family honor. Huns, roaming packs of savage, heartless beasts who feed on each other's barbarism. Cavemen with AK-47's. Then again, maybe I'm just cranky.
I'm freezing my ass off on this stupid hill because my lap warmer is running out of juice, and I can't recharge it until the sun comes up in a few hours.
Oh yeah! You like to write letters, right? Do me a favor, Bizarre. Write a letter to CNN and tell Wolf and Anderson and that awful, sneering, pompous Aaron Brown to stop calling the Taliban 'smart.' They are not smart. I suggest CNN invest in a dictionary because the word they are looking for is 'cunning.' The Taliban are cunning, like jackals and hyenas and wolverines.. They are sneaky and ruthless, and when confronted, cowardly. They are hateful, malevolent parasites who create nothing and destroy everything else. Smart.. Pfft. Yeah, they're real smart.
They've spent their entire lives reading only one book (and not a very good one, as books go) and consider hygiene and indoor plumbing to be products of the devil. They're still figuring out how to work a Bic lighter. Talking to a Taliban warrior about improving his quality of life is like trying to teach an ape how to hold a pen; eventually he just gets frustrated and sticks you in the eye with it.
OK, enough. Snuffle will be up soon, so I have to get back to my hole. Covering my tracks in the snow takes a lot of practice, but I'm good at it.
Please, I tell you and my fellow Americans to turn off the TV sets and move on with your lives. The story line you are getting from CNN and other news agencies is utter bullshit and designed not to deliver truth but rather to keep you glued to the screen through the commercials. We've got this one under control. The worst thing you guys can do right now is sit around analyzing what we're doing over here, because you have no idea what we're doing, and really, you don't want to know. We are your military, and we are doing what you sent us here to do.
You wanna help? Buy Bonds America.
Saucy Jack
Recon Marine in Afghanistan Semper Fi
"Freedom is not free... but the U.S. Marine Corps will pay most of your share."
Don’t Listen to the Zohan
By Matt Schwartz
Guest Columnist
Jewish Times
I finally got around to seeing Adam Sandler’s latest comedy about the super Israeli agent who wants to quit Mossad and become a hair dresser in New York. There was something very disturbing about this movie. No, it wasn’t the coarse and occasionally grotesque humor -- some of which will make you laugh out loud, and some of which was staggeringly dumb. The disturbing aspect of this movie was its message.
No doubt there are those who will accuse me of taking a silly comedy too seriously. After all, Sandler is playing everything in this movie for cheap laughs. However, comedies do require certain premises to be accepted subliminally in order for their jokes to work and for their stories to be entertaining. Those premises usually involve conflicts between what is considered “right” and “wrong”. Therefore, Hollywood movies reflect Hollywood values regardless of whether they are dramas, action flicks, musicals or inane comedies. These are the values that Hollywood elitists either believe we share, or that they are trying make us share -- or both.
So what is so disturbing about Don’t Mess with the Zohan? Well, when your plot includes a top terrorist from Hamas or Hezbollah named “The Phantom,” you’d think you’d know who the villain of the story is. You’d think! But if you used your common sense and guessed that the Phantom was the villain in this movie, you’d be wrong. In liberal Hollyweird, a moral equivalence must be drawn between Arab terrorists who target Jewish children and Israeli soldiers who defend them; Hollywood does not acknowledge a difference between those who use children as shields, and those who use their own bodies to shield children; Hollywood consciously resists judging those who embrace genocide and those who earnestly seek peaceful co-existence.
By the end of the film, we come to realize that the Phantom, held out as the most prolific Arab terrorist, is actually a hero -- just like Sandler’s top Israeli spy, Zohan. You see, these poor misguided souls just had to go through a simple character arc to realize that they were both fighting for no good reason at all. The geniuses who shepherded Zohan through the studio system established the following premise for us to buy into: Arab terrorists clearly have no reason to murder Israelis, and Israelis clearly have no reason to defend themselves. After the heroes of this story experience this harmonious epiphany, they actually join forces to fight the real villains of the story. And this is where the unintentional humor begins...
Who are the real villains of this story? (Remember, this is a Hollywood movie...) The real villains are, of course, rich white American developers who are “ruining” neighborhoods with indoor shopping malls. I am not making this up! Didn’t you hear? Rich white Americans are greedy, intolerable bastards. In fact, according to the Hollyweird Bible, these are the only antagonists against whom violence can actually be condoned. Let’s face it… They’re probably Republicans who have spurned carbon neutral lifestyles. And these incorrigible ne’er-do-wells made matters worse by enlisting the aid of other obvious villains (right wing, gun-owning homophobic racists who hate George Clooney) to oppress poor Middle Eastern immigrants.
The Phantom, by virtue of his status as the premiere Arab terrorist, must have the blood of Jewish children or 9/11-like victims on his hands. But John Turturro plays him a bit goofy and his real dream is to open a shoe store in Manhattan. So, at the end of the day, he’s just like you and me. And, thankfully, we can now see him in a more endearing light and that whole Jihad thing becomes something we can look back on and laugh about.
Is Hollywood that ignorant? Or do they just lack the cajones to depict the truth in celluloid? Either way they are doing a terrible disservice to our culture by confusing the more impressionable among us about who the real villains in this world are. Their hackneyed mantra is that “we should all just get along,” but anyone who thinks this is remotely possible with Islamofascist mindsets prevailing throughout the Middle East should consult a proctologist about a potential lobotomy. The premises upon which movies like Zohan should be based are as follows: Arab terrorists are evil. Israeli soldiers who defend the Jewish people are good. Rich white Americans who create businesses, hire employees, pay taxes and beautify decrepit urban areas are also good. Moral relativists who cannot fundamentally distinguish between good and evil are pathetic. American gun owners who dislike George Clooney and Arab terrorists are not necessarily racist or homophobic. And once in a while, they might even contribute to the Atlanta Jewish Times.
MATT SCHWARTZ
