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    September 17

    This goes out to the Critical Massholes

    A Cool and Logical Analysis of the Bicycle Menace And an Examination of the Actions Necessary to License, Regulate, or Abolish Entirely This Dreadful Peril on our Roads

    by P.J. O'Rourke

    Our nation is afflicted with a plague of bicycles. Everywhere the public right-of-way is glutted with whirring, unbalanced contraptions of rubber, wire, and cheap steel pipe. Riders of these flimsy appliances pay no heed to stop signs or red lights. They dart from between parked cars, dash along double yellow lines, and whiz through crosswalks right over the toes of law-abiding citizens like me.

    In the cities, every lamppost, tree, and street sign is disfigured by a bicycle slathered in chains and locks. And elevators must be shared with the cycling faddist so attached to his "moron's bath-chair" that he has to take it with him everywhere he goes.

    In the country, one cannot drive around a curve or over the crest of a hill without encountering a gaggle of huffing bicyclers spread across the road in suicidal phalanx.

    Even the wilderness is not safe from infestation, as there is now such a thing as an off-road bicycle and a horrible sport called "bicycle-cross."

    The ungainly geometry and primitive mechanicals of the bicycle are an offense to the eye. The grimy and perspiring riders of the bicycle are an offense to the nose. And the very existence of the bicycle is an offense to reason and wisdom.

    PRINCIPAL ARGUMENTS WHICH MAY BE MARSHALED AGAINST BICYCLES

    1. Bicycles are childish
    Bicycles have their proper place, and that place is under small boys delivering evening papers. Insofar as children are too short to see over the dashboards of cars and too small to keep motorcycles upright at intersections, bicycles are suitable vehicles for them. But what are we to make of an adult in a suit and tie pedaling his way to work? Are we to assume he still delivers newspapers for a living? If not, do we want a doctor, lawyer, or business executive who plays with toys? St. Paul, in his First Epistle to the Corinthians, 13:11, said, "When I became a man, I put away childish things." He did not say, "When I became a man, I put away childish things and got more elaborate and expensive childish things from France and Japan."

    Considering the image projected, bicycling commuters might as well propel themselves to the office with one knee in a red Radio Flyer wagon.

    2. Bicycles are undignified
    A certain childishness is, no doubt, excusable. But going about in public with one's head between one's knees and one's rump protruding in the air is nobody's idea of acceptable behavior.

    It is impossible for an adult to sit on a bicycle without looking the fool. There is a type of woman, in particular, who should never assume the bicycling posture. This is the woman of ample proportions. Standing on her own feet she is a figure to admire-classical in her beauty and a symbol, throughout history, of sensuality, maternal virtue, and plenty. Mounted on a bicycle, she is a laughingstock.

    In a world where loss of human dignity is such a grave and all-pervading issue, what can we say about people who voluntarily relinquish all of theirs and go around looking at best like Quixote on Rosinante and more often like something in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade? Can such people be trusted? Is a person with so little self-respect likely to have any respect for you?

    3. Bicycles are unsafe
    Bicycles are top-heavy, have poor brakes, and provide no protection to their riders. Bicycles are also made up of many hard and sharp components which, in collision, can do grave damage to people and the paint finish on automobiles. Bicycles are dangerous things.

    Of course, there's nothing wrong, per se, with dangerous things. Speedboats, racecars, fine shotguns, whiskey, and love are all very dangerous. Bicycles, however, are dangerous without being any fun. You can't shoot pheasants with a bicycle or water-ski behind it or go 150 miles an hour or even mix it with soda and ice. And the idea of getting romantic on top of a bicycle is alarming. All you can do with one of these ten-speed sink traps is grow tired and sore and fall off it.

    Being dangerous without being fun puts bicycles in a category with open-heart surgery, the war in Vietnam, the South Bronx, and divorce. Sensible people do all that they can to avoid such things as these.

    4. Bicycles are un-American
    We are a nation that worships speed and power. And for good reason. Without power we would still be part of England and everybody would be out of work. And if it weren't for speed, it would take us all months to fly to L.A., get involved in the movie business, and become rich and famous.

    Bicycles are too slow and impuissant for a country like ours. They belong in Czechoslovakia...

    5. I don't like the kind of people who ride bicycles
    At least I think I don't. I don't actually know anyone who rides a bicycle. But the people I see on bicycles look like organic-gardening zealots who advocate federal regulation of bedtime and want American foreign policy to be dictated by UNICEF. These people should be confined.

    I apologize if I have the wrong impression. It may be that bicycle riders are all members of the New York Stock Exchange, Methodist bishops, retired Marine Corps drill instructors, and other solid citizens. However, the fact that they cycle around in broad daylight making themselves look like idiots indicates that they're crazy anyway and should be confined just the same.

    6. Bicycles are unfair
    Bicycles use the same roads as cars and trucks yet they pay no gasoline tax, carry no license plates, are not required to have insurance, and are not subject to DOT, CAFE, or NHTSA regulations. Furthermore, bicyclists do not have to take driver's examinations, have eye tests when they're over sixty-five, carry registration papers with them, or submit to breathalyzer tests under the threat of law. And they never get caught in radar traps.

    The fact (see No. 5, above) that bicycles are ridden by the very people who most favor government interference in life makes the bicycle's special status not only unfair but an outright incitement to riot.

    Equality before the law is the cornerstone of democracy. Bicycles should be made to carry twenty-gallon tanks of gasoline. They should be equipped with twelve-volt batteries and a full complement of taillights, headlamps, and turn signals. They should have seat belts, air bags, and safety-glass windows too. And every bicycle rider should be inspected once a year for hazardous defects and be made to wear a number plate hanging around his neck and another on the seat of his pants.

    7. Bicycles are good exercise
    And so is swinging through trees on your tail. Mankind has invested more than four million years of evolution in the attempt to avoid physical exertion. Now a group of backward-thinking atavists mounted on foot-powered pairs of Hula-Hoops would have us pumping our legs, gritting our teeth, and searing our lungs as though we were being chased across the Pleistocene savanna by saber-toothed tigers. Think of the hopes, the dreams, the effort, the brilliance, the pure force of will that, over the eons, has gone into the creation of the Cadillac Coupe de Ville. Bicycle riders would have us throw all this on the ash heap of history.

    What must be done about about the bicycle threat?
    Fortunately, nothing. Frustrated truck drivers and irate cabbies make a point of running bicycles off the road. Terrified old ladies jam umbrella ferrules into wheel spokes as bicycles rush by them on sidewalks. And all of us have occasion to back over bicycles that are haplessly parked.

    Bicycles are quiet and slight, difficult for normal motorized humans to see and hear. People pull out in front of bicycles, open car doors in their path, and drive through intersections filled with the things. The insubstantial bicycle and its unshielded rider are defenseless against these actions. It's a simple matter of natural selection. The bicycle will be extinct within the decade. And what a relief that will be.

    From The Atlantic, Gay Gossip Site and Antisemitic Conspiracy Newsletter:

     

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    If Jill Greenberg thought this picture would make conservatives turn against McCain, she obviously doesn't know any.

     

    MCCAIN-BADASS

     

    (Photoshop from the MoxArgon Group)

    September 03

    Letter From Ireland

    Whatever your politics, this is funny.

     

    An email from Ireland to all of their brethren in the States...a point to ponder despite your political affiliation:

     

    'We, in Ireland, can't figure out why you people are even bothering to hold an election in the United States.

     

    On one side, you had a pants wearing female lawyer, married to another lawyer who can't seem to keep his pants on, who just lost a long and heated primary against a lawyer, who goes to the wrong church, who is married to yet another lawyer, who doesn't even like the country her husband wants to run !

     

    Now...On the other side, you have a nice old war hero whose name starts with the appropriate 'Mc' terminology, married to a good looking younger woman who owns a beer distributorship !!

     

    What in God's name are ya lads thinkin over in the colonies !

    Lima 3/10 in Ramadi Iraq

     
    August 23

    David Letterman and Senator John McCain

     
    August 14

    Local Idiot To Post Comment On Internet

    From The Onion.

    HAZEL PARK, MI—In a statement made to reporters earlier this afternoon, local idiot Brandon Mylenek, 26, announced that at approximately 2:30 a.m. tonight, he plans to post an idiotic comment beneath a video on an Internet website.

    Enlarge Image Local Idiot

    Mylenek, a moron, prepares to publicly address the "dumbest shiz [he's] evr seen!!!1!"

    "Later this evening, I intend to watch the video in question, click the 'reply' link above the box reserved for user comments, and draft a response, being careful to put as little thought into it as possible, while making sure to use all capital letters and incorrect punctuation," Mylenek said. "Although I do not yet know exactly what my comment will entail, I can say with a great degree of certainty that it will be incredibly stupid."

    Mylenek, who rarely in his life has been capable of formulating an idea or opinion worth the amount of oxygen required to express it, went on to guarantee that the text of his comment would be misspelled to the point of incomprehension, that it would defy the laws of both logic and grammar, and that it would allege that several elements of the video are homosexual in nature.

    "The result will be an astonishing combination of ignorance, offensiveness, and sheer idiocy," Mylenek said.

    According to the idiot, he will become incensed at the quality and sentiment of the comments already posted below the video—which will include such replies as "not great, nice try tho," "FIRSTIES!!!" and "wtf?? lol so random." At this point, Mylenek said, he will feel a deep, unwavering desire to offer a dissenting opinion, which he has hinted will include the words "gay" and "reatrd" [sic].

    "It is my moral obligation to alert the Internet community to the fact that this video is totally gay, and furthermore, that the individual who made it is a fag," Mylenek said.

    Pressed for further details regarding his intended post, Mylenek, who will comment under the Internet pseudonym "xblingdaddy2005x," revealed that there is a strong possibility he will inadvertently post the comment twice.

    "After clicking the 'submit' button, I will immediately refresh the page so that I can view my own comment. I will then notice that my comment has not appeared because the server has not yet processed my request, become angry and confused, and re-post the same comment with unintentional variations on the original wording and misspellings, creating two slightly different yet equally moronic comments," he said. "It is my hope that this will illustrate both my childlike level of impatience and my inability to replicate a simple string of letters and symbols 30 seconds after having composed it."

    Mylenek confirmed rumors that he will be momentarily sidetracked by another inane task while drafting his comment. The distraction is scheduled to come at 2:25 a.m. in the form of a "related video" link featuring a man being sodomized by a horse, which Mylenek will re-watch seven times and laugh obnoxiously at with his friend and fellow idiot, Steve Blanchette, 28.

    "Once this minor diversion is complete, I will finish posting my comment, then sit there like the worthless human being I am and wait for other commenters to respond," he added. "Because, as I mentioned before, I have nothing better to do with my life."

    Mylenek said he fully expects that his comment will spawn a series of replies from other idiots around the world, who will either agree with his stance, disagree with his stance, or call Mylenek himself a "d0uche" and post an irrelevant link to a separate video that they will claim to be "way funnier." According to Mylenek, this is all part of the plan.

    "We are blessed to be living in an age when we have a global communications network in which idiots, assholes, and total and complete wastes of fucking human life alike can come together to give instant feedback in an unfettered and unmonitored online environment," Mylenek said. "What better way to take advantage of this incredible technology than to log onto the Internet and insult a complete stranger?"

    According to media critic Judy Turner, this type of behavior is not uncommon among idiots.

    "Brandon's comments in particular contain a degree of unoriginality and stupidity that you only see in the most muttonheaded and imbecilic Internet commenters," Turner said. "In fact, I've seen him use at least a dozen variations of the word 'gay.' Suffice it to say, Brandon Mylenek is a truly stupid, stupid idiot."

    Mylenek concluded his press conference with a solemn vow to uphold the awful, unintelligible, anger-inducing quality of his past Internet comments. "I promise everyone that this post will be exactly what you have come to expect from an idiot like myself," he said, "and that I will check my comment regularly so that I can call everyone who says it's stupid a fag."

    August 05

    A TIme For Choosing

     
    August 04

    Keeping An Open Mind

    Found this great vid on Pedestrian Infidel.

     
    August 03

    More Times Square Coverage

    Here's Gathering of Eagles AAR

    Pamela's photos

    And her videos

    Atlas Shrugs

    Urban Infidel's post

    And her photos

    CBS has a  good report on youtube



     
    August 02

    Times Square Hippie Infestation

    The bad news: It poured.
     
    The good news The rain kept the smell down. It may have been the first shower for some of the hygienically challenged in years.
     
    I first stopped by the Times Square Recruiting Station, where the evangelicals were setting up. Some of the hippies, who probably thought they were there to finish what they started with the IED attack in March, stood around looking lost. The poor hygiene, filthy clothes, dazed look, and insipid signs stood out compared to the clean cut Christians.
     
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    I met up with a few patriots, and we make our way to where the Eagles were gathering. We walked down 7th, bypassing the anti-Americans at 42nd and Broadway.
     
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    I then took a walk up to see what the moonbats were up to. There was the usual unwashed (except for the rain) masses, although their turnout was anemic. They had claimed thousands would show up, but there weren't more than two or three hundred, spread out and milling around. Most had the usual mass produced, Soros-funded signs, which was probably a good idea, because the signs the moonbats came up with on their own were offensive as hell. The Bush=Hitler meme is getting real old. There were also plenty of Free Palestine crap, which is code for the destruction of Israel. Don't believe me? Just ask them. There was a lot of Jew-hatred there. They've always been the favorite scapegoat for people who'd rather blame someone for their problems than solve them. And one must not forget the Free Mumia garbage, the cop-killer every leftist loves.
     
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    Someone tried to get me to sign a Nader petition. In retrospect, I should've signed. Diluting the moonbat vote is a good thing. Bored hearing the same old America is evil speeches, I went back to our corner.
     
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    Because the moonbat turnout was so pitiful, we moved up closer to the action. I was bringing up the rear, which meant I missed a real ugly moment. A man who appeared to be muslim took exception to us. Being a good muslim, he expressed it by swinging at a woman whose son is fighting in Iraq. One of the guys on our side of the barricade grabbed him, and then the cops tackled him. Unfortunately, instead of arresting him, they let him go, but he stuck around for a while with a guy who had 'CAIR lawyer scum' written all over him. It smelled like a set up. He didn't seem all that upset about getting thrown to the ground by the NYPD, so I think things worked out the way he intended. Look at the smirk on his face. This was probably lawfare.
     
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    We stayed on our side of the intersection, although they didn't. One fat bastard came over claiming that they were giving away free beer. He'd obviously had more than a few himself. I didn't get a shot of him, but that's probably a good thing. My lens might have shattered.
     
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    Then, a real scumbag arrived. He had burned holes in American, British, and Israeli flags, and waved them right in our faces. He stayed just our of reach, taunting us. The fool had no idea how close we came to jumping over the barricade. The cops could see the way things were going and sent him across the street, although it was obvious they'd like nothing better than to tune him up instead of protect him. The guy was full of hate and disdain for America. I've never understood why, if they hate America so much, they stay here. Since they care so much about Iran, maybe they should move there.
     
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    After a while, he got bored and threw the flags on the ground. Seeing this, the woman who had been attacked ran over and grabbed them. Some female officers wanted her to give it back, but that was not an option. That was one of two incidents with the cops. A police commander also told the Nam Knights and Patriot Guard they couldn't ride down Broadway. I doubt he was sympathetic to the moonbats. I suspect it was more about throwing his weight around.
     
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    Eventually, they got around to having their parade. We sang patriotic songs, chanted 'USA' and 'The surge has worked' and the like. We also unfurled a large American flag. It should be noted that the only American flags on their side had been defaced or burned. Anyone who says the hard left loves America is either a liar or a fool.
     
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    Something that should be noted is that after we leave, you'd never know we were there. On the other hand, for a bunch of people who claim they're all about saving the planet, the moonbats are a bunch of litterbugs.
     
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    A muslim group was supposed to have a march, and we saw a few individuals, but if they did do their thing they didn't come near us. We packed up and the crowd dispersed. Some of us went to a nearby diner, and then we said our farewells and left. All in all, I say we had a pretty good showing, especially considering the weather.
    July 02

    I've got a bad feeling about this...

    WTF? Someone’s leaving Korans on people’s doorsteps in Houson:

    http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,375061,00.html

    http://www.myfoxhouston.com/myfox/pages/Home/Detail?contentId=6891286&version=2&locale=EN-US&layoutCode=TSTY&pageId=1.1.1

    Best line:

    “If we went into a Muslim country and left a Bible, we would be in prison and then decapitated a few years later,” Sue Ann Pieri, a resident who chose not to destroy the book, as other neighbors did, told MyFOXHouston.com.

    May 17

    Teddy Kennedy

    You are what you do when it counts.

    Joe, Jr., died a hero, defending his country in WWII.

    John was seriously wounded in combat, stood firm against the USSR, and died at the hands a Communist assasin.

    Bobby made life hell for the mafia and tore the Klan to shreds (although J. Edgar Hoover deserves at least as much credit). He was murdered by a jihadi.

    Teddy always, always, acted against America's best interests. He abandoned an innocent woman to drown after incapacitating her and driving off a bridge. If that's not murder, you can see it from there. To add insult to injury, he later named a dog Splash.

    I believe that any of Teddy's brothers would have saved Mary Jo or died trying.

    It's sad that the three Kennedys who were worth a damn, even if they were deeply flawed individuals, died young, while the one who lived a full life wasted it.

    Forgive my dry eyes, but I, for one, will not miss him.

    April 17

    Religion

    In honor of the Pope's visit, I'll post my thoughts on religion:
     
    I was raised Catholic, but I'm not a religious person. Basically, I have no faith. Not only do I not know if there is a God or not, I don't care. When it comes to spiritual matters, I just don't feel much of anything. I've been accused of not having any emotions, and I have to admit there's some truth in that.
     
    As for Christ's message, I've never forgiven anyone anything, nor have I ever asked for forgiveness. I don't even like the idea of washing away sins. Everything I've done, right or wrong, is mine, and no one can take that away. As for loving your neighbor as yourself, I can barely tolerate my friends and family, and loving everyone equally debases that love.
     
    So it might sound strange when I say that I intend to raise my (hypothetical) kids in the Church. One reason is that everyone I know raised by atheist or leftist parents is a mess. Even the people who later on abandon religion are more grounded than people who never went to church, at least a real one, in the first place.
     
    The second is that most people need religion, or it's equivalent. I don't, and never did, but I know that I'm different than most people (a fact that I'm grateful for; Hell, I wouldn't want to live in a world made in my image). If they don't have a code to live by, most people will turn to just about anything for clarity, often the more dominating the better. Look at who converts to Islam and other cults: people whose parents never laid down the law.
     
    Religion offers people solace and certainty, and an incentive to do the right thing even when no one is looking. That last is very important. Look at the difference between honor/guilt and face/shame cultures. If you don't believe in divine reward and punishment, why should you do something not in your best intersets, especially if no one will ever know what you did? Look at the internet. Do you think most people would say the things they post online to someone's face? I've never hesitated to call it like I see it, in person or online. Look up my worst comments on the internet, and I guarantee I've said worse in person.
     
    My pride and personal code keep my darker impulses in check. I don't need the thought of someone looking over my shoulder to keep me honest. But, as I've often been told, I'm not like most people. Every now and then, someone will add, "...except for ticticboom," to a sentence, as in, "I don't know anyone who could blow up a building, except for ttb," or "I don't know anyone who would like living in the Middle Ages, except for ttb."
     
    Actually, in that last, I said I'd miss plumbing, medicine, and hygene. She replied, "Yeah, but you'd still love to go looting and pillaging." I didn't have a good answer to that.
     
    Getting back on topic, I'll raise my kids Catholic because the alternative is worse. I'd rather they deal with Catholic guilt than Islamic rage or Progressive angst. I guess choosing your kids religion is really choosing what neuroses they'll have. Unlike Leftists, I've never had a problem choosing between bad and worse (not that I'm saying religion is bad, mind you).
    April 11

    Eagles Storm Capitol Hill

    Probably should've done this post while everything was fresh in my mind, but what the hell.
     
    On Monday, April 7th, Gathering of Eagles raided Congressional offices in D.C. Bev of Band of Mothers secured our rear. Many a liberal intern was shocked to find out that knuckle dragging Rethuglicans were capable of writing a position paper and finding their way through the maze of the Hill's office buildings. We kept the pillaging to a minimum, and the only burning was of tobacco (I think...).
     
    We met up by the steps of the Capitol (Chris Hill actually looked respectable), got our spirits up, distributed materials, and made our way through the congressional offices buildings. I, in the company of two lovely ladies, went through sections of the Rayburn and Cannon buildings. Among our stops were Pelosi's office, where I could not resist having photographic evidence of my feelings for her taken. Capt. Bailey was a little more polite.
     
    We also stopped by Peter King's office, probably my favorite Congressman. His staff was great, and offered to take my picture at his desk. That was probably the highlight of the day for me. I also stopped by my own Congresswoman's office, where I was not greeted so warmly. She worries more about tampon safety than the threat of becoming radioactive ash.
     
    We then met up in front of the Cannon Building, where Band of Mothers had been holding down the fort. We took over for them so they could go inside for a bit. Far more people came up to thank or encourage us than to start trouble.
     
    Once everyone met back up. we went over to the recruiting station to show our support. Captain Larry Bailey held court with the Navy guys. Chris Hill told them that if they needed anything, the Eagles would be there.
     
    Then we met back up at the Thunder Grill in Union Station. Sadly, I wasn't feeling great and couldn't celebrate in my usual manner. I was among the first to leave, which is rare. It normally takes a crowbar to get me away from a good party. I took a train back home, downed half a bottle of Nyquil, and crawled under the covers.
     
    On the bright side, I didn't get sunburned this time.
    March 22

    Protests

    I've noticed that when evil, warmongering, Gaia-ravaging, neo-cons stage a protest, it is somehow clean, orderly, and peaceful. The cops barely show up. Rarely is anyone arrested or given a summons. Once everything is packed up and they disperse, you'd never know we were there.
     
    Yet when peace-loving, Mother Earth-worshipping, tolerant, understanding, compassionate, social justice-agitating, anti-war hippies stage a protest, it is chaotic, violent, filthy, loud, smelly, utterly disorganized, and all too often becomes a minor riot. They block traffic, attack businesses, scream at passers-by, and confront the cops. Sometimes there are almost as many cops as protestors. They'll smash windows, set fires, overturn cars, throw rocks at police, and assault people they think are 'neo-con fascist pigs'.
     
    Yet they boldy state that they are peaceful and we are violent.
     
    At times, I can't make up my mind about something. I'll be torn between two theories or options. Over time, I've changed my mind on many subjects, from little things to big. But I've never held two mutually contradictory beliefs and believed in both of them at the same time, switching from one to the other at the drop of a hat. I mean what I say and say what I mean, and I back up my rhetoric with actions.
     
    They say they care about the environment, but leave litter everywhere they go. They say they abhor violence, but physically assault those who disagree with them. They say they support the troops, but accuse them of being raping, murdering, mercenaries. They say they hate war, but advocate invading Sudan. They say they hate corporations, but most of them seem to work for Starbucks or McDonalds. They say that life is precious, but support infanticide. They say that freedom of speech is a right, but only for speech they agree with. They say defending marriage is wrong, but defending pedophila is right. They claim to be tolerant in one breath, and impose zero tolerance on any activity they don't like the next.
     
    I've come to the conclusion that millions of Americans are undiagnosed schitzophrenics.
    March 21

    My 9-11 memories

    On 9/11, I was walking down 2nd Ave with a buddy from work to get breakfast. A firetruck came roaring out of the Queens-Midtown tunnel and turned south so fast that the right side lifted off the pavement at least a foot. I said it was probably a terrorist attack, because that was the only thing I could think of big enough to bring in companies from other boroughs. I am not, by nature, an optimistic man. I hate being right all the time.
     
    I walked into the diner, saw everyone staring at the TV, to see the tower burning. When the second plane hit, I knew (I had strongly suspected terrorism the second I saw the video) that this was a terrorist strike, and that they were muslim terrorists, since it was obviously a suicide attack. Almost everyone around be was in shock. They couldn't believe what was happening. I was in a rage. I didn't feel any disbelief or fear or horror. All I felt was cold fury and pure, clean hate.
     
    People say hate is wrong. They are fools. Hate is good. It gives the strength to do what needs to be done, and the fortitude to endure what must be endured. Forgiving your enemies is condoning their actions. Forgiveness is something I've never asked for or given. Redemption is overrated. Nothing can change the past, and it's a waste of time to try. Deal with it and move on.
     
    I didn't start screaming or throwing furniture like an animal. I was icily composed, for the most part. I think I paraphrased Halsey when I said, "The Arabic language will be spoken only in Hell." Some dumbshit asked how I knew it was the arabs, and I said, "Who else? If it was one guy, well, everyone's got their lone nuts. But the only place you'll find enough maniacs to pull this off is the arabs." I remember saying something like, "First, we bomb Afghanistan flat, and move on from there." I knew Bin Laden did it. I'd been paying attention to Islamic terrorism since high school. A terrorist attack didn't surprise me. The scale and effectiveness is what caught me off guard.
     
    Two things stick out about the reactions of those around me: First, most of the people were utterly incapable of dealing with the cold, hard reality that had smashed their comfortable world to pieces. They were paralyzed by shock and fear. I didn't see any anger. They just had a dazed, "This isn't happening" look. They were sheep.
    Second, the staff. The wetback motherfuckers didn't give a shit. They were pissed they were losing business. One of them tried to turn it off because nobody was ordering anything, as if we'd just forget and go back to normal. I said if he touched the TV I'd fucking kill him.
     
    I meant it. The normal restraints on my temper were not functioning that day. I need reasons NOT to do horrible things. Deep down, I'm a very bad person. Certain things bring that out. Watching thousands of my countrymen die in seconds is one of them.
     
    Me and my buddy, who was quiet for the first time since I met him, wound up going back to the office. I had called in to say I was getting the fuck out of dodge, and this piece of shit who wasn't even a manager told me to go to the jobsite, which was next to the goddamn Empire State Building.
    After I did a good impression of someone with Tourette's, he said to come back to the office. We did, sat around while everyone trickled in because they wanted to account for everyone, then we left.
     
    I took a train that had been sitting in mothballs for thirty years out of Grand Central. Once we went from the tunnels to the El I stood in the open doorway and looked south. I could see the cloud of smoke until we were well past the Tappan Zee Bridge. I did not sleep that night.
     
    I started getting back into shape, intending to enlist. Then, I wrapped my Blazer around a tree, and that ended that idea. If I end up in combat, something went horribly wrong.
    March 14

    A Not Completely Uniformed View Of Iraq

     

    I've given some thought on how things in Iraq are headed, and here are a few of my conclusions.

    I think, or rather hope, Iraq will end up much more federalized, much like the United States in the early days. The central government controlling the military, foreign policy, oil production and distributing the profits; the provinces handling much of their affairs and security.

    That way everyone can, for the most part, run their town or province the way they see fit, instead of an all-or-nothing game where one group grinds all the others into the dust, until they're overthrown and another group does the same thing. That's how much of the Middle East and Third World have (dis)functioned for the last half century. A democratic system that can change any law with merely 50% +1 of the legislature is inherently unstable and prone to abuse, compared to a republic. Especially a Federal one (of which the US is the prime example), where local governments have much more autonomy, instead of a one size fits all approach where the central government issues directives from the capital that may work perfectly in one province but lead to disaster in another.

    They really should've followed the American model of government, not the European one. Ours is much better suited for running a heterogeneous country. Vermont isn't the same as Texas, and Anbar isn't the same as Basra. I think most Iraqis can see that now, especially the Kurds, who always got it, and the Sunnis, who've learned from bitter experience. If the Shi'a can get the idea that since they have the largest population they should be able to impose their will on everyone else out of their heads, Iraq will be well on it's way to stability.

    Of course, it might be equally likely that Iraq will fall back into the zero-sum game school of politics, especially if we pull out. The partition of Iraq and a regional war become highly likely, then. Iran would take the Shi'a areas in the south, as well as Baghdad. They'd probably allow the Sunnis in the west to join Syria, since there isn't much oil there, while exiling or killing any remaining Sunnis in areas they control, all while the Sunnis do the same to the Shi'a.

    The Kurds, though, aren't going down without a fight. I bet that if given air support, they could keep the Iranians and the Syrians out of their mountains until the second coming, although it'd play hell with oil production. The real danger is if Turkey gets involved, either out of fear of a Greater Kurdistan or Greater Persia. They have no love for either. That might embolden the Saudis to jump in from the south, too. Who knows what might happen with all the WMDs in the region, War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death spreading outward from the cradle of civilization? It's far from certain this would happen, but it's a definite possibility.

    Is it any wonder clear minded Iraqis of all sects are clinging to the American military, religion be damned? There is nothing to cool ideological fervor as the prospect of everyone and everything you care about being destroyed by your own bad decisions.

    I have hope for Iraq. The reason for that hope is simple: I have heard, time and again, that Iraqis love their children. You might wonder why that matters. After all, doesn't everyone love their children? Unfortunately, no. In many places, especially Muslim cultures, children are a seen as a burden or resource. Palestinians are so poisoned by Islam that they feel babies are born just to die. Imagine being raised by parents who constantly tell you your only reason to exist is to kill and be killed. When your friends and relatives die, everyone celebrates and hands out candy. Instead of, "When are you getting married?" it's "When are you killing yourself?"

    In other places, children are sold into slavery by their own parents, forced to work almost as soon as they can walk and talk, and even used to clear landmines. The Iranians had children walk in front of tanks during the Iran-Iraq war, giving them cheap, plastic keys to open the gates of paradise. To this day, Shi'a cut open the heads of their children and whip themselves bloody to mourn the death of the Imam Hussein over a thousand years ago.

    But for most Iraqis, they love their children as much as we do. It was Al Qaeda in Iraq murdering children that seems to have really pushed the Sunnis over the edge. I can understand a man fighting an occupying army, and even against those who collaborate with the perceived enemy. But when the choice becomes siding with foreigners or with people who will cook and serve a child to his own parents, any decent human being will swallow his pride and stand with his former enemy against his former ally. No one with honor (the real kind, not the 'murder my daughter because she doesn't want to wear a burqa' kind) can do less.

    Now, if we can just get them to abandon Islam, a lasting peace becomes not just possible, but probable. Otherwise, their children, who won't have seen the horrors of Shari’ a, will make the same mistake so many other generations have made and embrace their 'heritage'. There's a reason those in the know call this the Long War, or Our Children's Children's War. On the other hand, if jihadis start setting off nukes in western (and Oriental) cities, I doubt there'd be anyone left to fight very quickly.

    In the long term, Islam is doomed. Either the Muslims who are themselves it's greatest victims will wake up, as is starting to happen in Iran and Iraq, or it's other victims, the 'infidels', will have no choice but to kill the disease by killing the carriers. The only real question is how many will die before it is purged from this world.