Posted by
The Muser on Tuesday, September 11, 2007 11:40:03 AM
As a general rule, I'm about as politically incorrect as anyone you'll ever meet. I believe in calling a spade a spade, even if it sometimes has the tendency to offend a particular person or group of people. Sometimes, you just have to tell it like it is, as they say. Well, that's what I'm about today, telling it like it is, and was, and even like I wish it would be on this sixth anniversary of one of the most cowardly and insidious acts in the history of man.
On Sept. 11, 2001, I was recuperating at home from two major surgeries in less than 30 days. I didn't have the television on, or the radio, I was actually on the Internet just surfin' around, when the telephone rang. It was my youngest daughter just checking up on me, and during the conversation, she asked me if I had heard that a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center towers. Having not had the TV on, I of course had not heard. After we hung up, I turned it on and just minutes later, witnessed the 2nd plane crashing into the other tower. Up until that point, I, like a lot of my fellow countrymen, assumed the first plane that struck was just a horrilble accident. There was a reason why the thought that this was an attack on us never crossed our minds, at least until the second strike. And that is that we, and by we I mean Americans, could not conceive of someone so evil, so vile, so twisted, that he would use planes as guided missiles against the innocent civilians in the towers, not to mention those poor souls on the aircraft themselves. This was so far beyond any evil we had ever experienced that we couldn't even comprehend it. But by the end of that awful day, we did for sure.
I will tell you this much...the anger and rage I felt that day was far beyond anything I had ever experienced in my 48 years of life. I wanted so badly to strike back at the people who had perpetrated this unspeakable crime (and no matter what they say, that was exactly what it was, a CRIME!) that I think I went a little bit nuts for a few minutes. After I had finally managed to get hold of myself, I wept a little for the victims, prayed a LOT for them, and thought about what we as a nation should do in reply. Say what you want about President Bush, during that time of national grief he was a strong and capable leader. I haven't always agreed with him on everything he's done, but during the months and years since that day, I've always been thankful he was in the White House that fall morning as opposed to the other guy who might have been there. The President moved swiftly and decisively on the issue, and God bless him for his actions in those trying days and months.
Back at the start of this little rant, I said I was about as politically incorrect as anyone you'll ever meet. Well, this is where the politically incorrect part starts, so if you are offended by political incorrectness, or if you are easily offended, it might be best for you to stop reading now, because some of what I'm going to say isn't very nice. If you proceed, please don't mark my blog as offensive, because you were forewarned.
Isn't it funny, in a horrible sort of way, that so many times in the history of the world, some coward has justified his acts of violence by claiming they were done for his God? Osama Bin Laden, or Usama if you prefer, is one of these people, if not the worst one ever. He bastardizes a perfectly legitimate religion and uses it to further his own aims. Oh, OBL says all the right Islamic buzzwords, the old "Praise Allah", "Allah is Great, Allah is Good", and my personal favorite "All Praise be to Allah". I've got a feeling that if there IS an Allah, that Osama better hope like hell he never meets him because I've got a hunch ol' Allah ain't gonna be too happy about some of the crap that OBL has done in his name. Osama sits in his war room(can you call a section of a cave a room????) and makes his little videos and preaches his brand of Islam to the masses like some kind of make-believe Saudi mystic. It's way past time someone did for him. We need to find this man, this creature, and remove him from the equation in any way we have to. I don't care what we have to do to get him, GET HIM. KILL HIM. Assassinate him, cruise missile him, NUKE THE WHOLE AREA WHERE HE IS HIDING LIKE A RAT DOWN A HOLE!!! Remember, if you cut off the snake's head, the body will die. And that is true as well, I believe, for Al Qaida. Without bin laden to direct it, and to provide it's impetus with the force of his personality, Al Qaida will whip ineffectually back and forth a couple of times, and then die, just like the snake. You are going to hell Osama, Allah wants nothing to do with you. You are to Allah as a 4 year old who has filled his pants is to his parents, an embarrassment plain and simple. And it must just kill you inside to know that once you are dead, (and we'll get you sooner or later), but once you are dead, your glorious Al Qaida (and your glorious "jihad") will become nothing more than a footnote in the page of some dusty old history textbook.