Heard Michael Moore say Americans “lost something of our soul” by killing Dead Osama instead of bringing him in alive and putting him on trial. Got an e-mail today from a friend who says this is all a diversion to win Obama a second term and boost flag sales while all the idiots applaud the CIA and the SEALs murdering Osama and shooting up the joint in a kill mission.
Let me say this about that.
I do not care if Osama was armed, unarmed, strapped to the max or buck naked while stroking his junk to an old issue of HUSTLER.
I refuse to feel bad about a cold-blooded murdering son of a bitch being shot in the eye and turned into fish food. So what? He brought it all on himself. Fuck Osama! I hope he burns in hell forever.
I really don’t give a damn who loved bin Laden or is in sorrow about his overdue, richly deserved demise.
My sympathies are with the families and the husbands and the wives and the children and the loved ones of those whose lives were snuffed out so cruelly and senselessly on 9/11, on the U.S.S. Cole, in London, Madrid, the Philippines and everywhere else bin Laden reached out his bloody hands and snatched innocent lives away.
Osama bin Laden made understanding him quite easy.
“We love death. The U.S. loves life. This is the difference between us two.”
It’s kind of hard to find a middle ground between those two extremes.
Though I would love to see all those misguided souls who suggest we just needed to try harder to understand bin Laden get that point across to him.
Osama bin Laden made his point abundantly clear on the morning of September 11, 2001 around 8:46 when American Airlines Flight 11 slammed into the north tower of the World Trade Center. Then, just in case that was too subtle he provided additional emphasis when United Airlines Flight 175 hit the South tower at 9:03.
Apparently, some people have ample reserves of indignation but terribly short memories.
Michael Moore and my childless friend didn’t have to pick up a stressed-out six-year-old from elementary school on September 11 and have her ask you when night finally came, “Are the terrorists going to kill us too, Daddy?”
He should have been put down like a rabid dog years ago.
I’m glad the motherfucker is dead and there is nothing anyone can say that will convince me the world is not a better place without him in it.
If that makes me sound bloodthirsty, heartless or cruel, I do not care and I will not apologize.