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WARNING: GRAPHIC
Man,oh man! Junior must be strutting around The Ranch tonight like a domestic violence perpetrator who finally succeeded in flinging his battered wife to the floor. Nothing matches the thrill of putting a weakling to their knees and standing over them. "Got the car keys right here, bitch. You ain`t goin` nowhere."
Finally, a sweet victory for the little pipsqueak. Daddy`s bad boy gets a name for himself...all by himself...for a change. Now that`s cause for a giant Texas celebration. Bring on the salsa, Laura. Junior is a hot shot tonight! Only took the death or maiming of about 25,000 U.S. soldiers and a few extra billion dollars. But, the soldiers knew what they were getting into and Wall Street is aflame with success. All is not lost. No sense in counting dead Iraqis because they don`t count. Just put them in the War Damage column. Heck, according to Junior, historians are still stuck on President #1 so it will be eons before they start on 43. In the meantime we can party hearty because we`re going to celebrate a killing tonight. The hanging may well make things worse, but at least we get to cheer for Junior as he gets revenge for Saddam`s role in 9-11. By tomorrow, we can go to eBay and bid on an I-WATCHED-AN-EXECUTION-AND-ALL-I-GOT-WAS-THIS-TEE-LOUSY-SHIRT.
To hell with the Gandhi types and their nutty peace talk. We`re a can-do crowd with a mini nuke surprise around every corner. We`re the deciders. We get to invade. We get to occupy. We get to kill.
It will be a short stretch to assume You Tube will eventually have Saddam dangling by his throat, maybe even before Junior attends church on Sunday with his adoring wife and his next bag of tricks.
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