Tuesday, April 20, 2004

Adorable Fuzzball calls for "Death to Americans."

Continuing the project of shining the light on Michael "Why Couldn't More Republicans have been Murdered on 9/11" Moore, please read Moore's current missive to the cockroach element of American society. It contains gems like:

First, can we stop the Orwellian language and start using the proper names for things? Those are not “contractors” in Iraq. They are not there to fix a roof or to pour concrete in a driveway. They are MERCENARIES and SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE. They are there for the money, and the money is very good if you live long enough to spend it.


Well, to paraphrase Heinlein, there are two kinds of soldieres in the world - slave soldiers and soldiers who fight because they're free to do so. By that standard, all American soldiers are MERCENARIES and SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE.

Likewise:

The Iraqis who have risen up against the occupation are not "insurgents" or "terrorists" or "The Enemy." They are the REVOLUTION, the Minutemen, and their numbers will grow -- and they will win. Get it, Mr. Bush?


And after they win, do we stand cheering by when they start to gas more Kurd towns like they did in the past? Or is that just another egg that had to get scrambled to make the omelette of progressivism in the tradition of the ethnic cleansing of ethnic Chinese perpetrated by the racist Communist Vietnamese government which was made possible by idealistic anti-war activists like John F. Kerry, Jane Fonda and the rest.

Remember, though, that Moore was the prophet who accurately predicted "payback Tuesday" when the Dems would sweep the congressional elections and put his gross bulk behind the Wesley Clark juggernaut.

What a poltroon.

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