The grinning face of terror
Okay, you liberals, have your ho hos. Take your cheap shots at a good man like Phil Musser. Go ahead. Stick the knife in. Twist it. It's all we expect of you, really.
I've never even been to Gitmo. I don't need to go. I know what's there. I know what Phil Musser saw when he looked on the other side of that fence -- he saw non-Christians. He saw Arabs. He saw foreigners. He saw non-white people. He saw people wearing funny clothes, with towels on their head. TOWELS. On their HEAD.
He saw the enemy. Oh, you namby pambies don't want to admit it, but that's it, that's all, that's everything. In a nutshell. He saw people the black hats, the bad guys, the people who hate us, and why? Because we're so tolerant and compassionate, that's why. Or some of us are, anyway. Who? Not you liberals, that's for sure.
You sit there and you pass judgment about how quickly people like Phil Musser pass judgment but who are you to judge a man like Phil Musser? A white man. A Christian. An American. A Republican. Did Phil Musser pilot a hijacked airliner into an American skyscraper packed with innocent office workers? No. Of course not. He's not that type of person. But that type of person is what Phil Musser saw behind those fences at Gitmo. And he knows it. He knows what he saw. And he knows what we have to do about it.
I say thank God for men like Phil Musser. True Americans. Heroes. People who can stare non white unAmerican anti-Christian evil right in the face, recognize it for what it is, and then strap it to a board and pour hundreds of gallons of water down its throat without flinching. Or order someone else to do it. Or just stand by while someone else gives the orders to someone else to do it. Whatever.
This is what it's going to take to win this crazy war. You may not want to get your hands dirty. But somebody has to. Somebody... like Phil Musser. Not Phil Musser himself, mind you, he's just passing through. But someone a lot like him. That's the kind of man we need.
I've never even been to Gitmo. I don't need to go. I know what's there. I know what Phil Musser saw when he looked on the other side of that fence -- he saw non-Christians. He saw Arabs. He saw foreigners. He saw non-white people. He saw people wearing funny clothes, with towels on their head. TOWELS. On their HEAD.
He saw the enemy. Oh, you namby pambies don't want to admit it, but that's it, that's all, that's everything. In a nutshell. He saw people the black hats, the bad guys, the people who hate us, and why? Because we're so tolerant and compassionate, that's why. Or some of us are, anyway. Who? Not you liberals, that's for sure.
You sit there and you pass judgment about how quickly people like Phil Musser pass judgment but who are you to judge a man like Phil Musser? A white man. A Christian. An American. A Republican. Did Phil Musser pilot a hijacked airliner into an American skyscraper packed with innocent office workers? No. Of course not. He's not that type of person. But that type of person is what Phil Musser saw behind those fences at Gitmo. And he knows it. He knows what he saw. And he knows what we have to do about it.
I say thank God for men like Phil Musser. True Americans. Heroes. People who can stare non white unAmerican anti-Christian evil right in the face, recognize it for what it is, and then strap it to a board and pour hundreds of gallons of water down its throat without flinching. Or order someone else to do it. Or just stand by while someone else gives the orders to someone else to do it. Whatever.
This is what it's going to take to win this crazy war. You may not want to get your hands dirty. But somebody has to. Somebody... like Phil Musser. Not Phil Musser himself, mind you, he's just passing through. But someone a lot like him. That's the kind of man we need.
