We Love The Terror

Here’s a lovely shot of our lovely* little Secretary of State enjoying a lovely little photo-op with a lovely little dictator from Equatorial Guinea. Aren’t they just adorable? Maybe they will go for tea later, or perhaps just cut the ears off of a few dissidents. The bosom does swell with pride knowing that the slimeballs appointed by the ass-clown who was installed as president by the supreme court are making time to entertain the raw sewage of humanity. But then, we have a great history of doing just that, don’t we.

The war on terror is a bunch of bullshit. We took Saddam down because he wasn’t playing ball. This chump gets the red carpet because he knows how to suck ass. So here’s a suggestion: any of the folks out there that think the president is doing a good job (amazingly, one out of three people still do) go read a little history.

While contemplating the NSA wiretapping and the extraordinary renditions and Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo, remember that Patrick Henry said, “Give me liberty or give me death.” The little weasels that think the war on terror is somehow a good idea are essentially saying, “Take my liberty, just don’t let the scary men hurt me!” Benjamin Franklin said, “Those who would give up Essential Liberty to purchase a little Temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety.” Think about it.

And remember: dissent is patriotic. Embracing, supporting, or complying with despots is cowardly.

*When I say lovely, what I really mean is face-caught-fire-and-was-extinguished-with-an-axe ugly.


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