WUI (Writing under the influence)

Somebody once said we are all Americans, sometimes born in the wrong places.
On a warm autumn day in 1986, while enjoying beer with my college buddies,
I decided to join my new homeland.

I've come to appreciate the ideals that helped create this great country.
Liberalism, political-correctness, multiculturalism and moral equivalence
are destroying it.

This old house Grovenet Wal*Mart Visiting Poland American wine better than French.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

 

I don't want to be French; I don't want to wave a white flag

There are two choices: finish or quit. I want to finish because it was the right war to fight. Mistakes happen in every war but we just can't quit. Some want to surrender. They never supported the war in the first place and used every setback to point how bad this war was. Theirs is a respectable position albeit wrong one. Others wish this great country ill and will use any opportunity to humiliate it. They have inferiority comlex in my opinion. They want to be French. If I wanted to be French I would be leaving in Paris.

Democrats, cowards that they are want to slowly bleed. They don't want to take a stand. Many voted for the war even though they were against it because it was a popular stand at the time. Now, although most Americans are not satisfied with the way the war is waged -- which doesn't mean most Americans oppose the war; some of us would like to use more force, for example -- Democrats have again no guts to just cut and run because they know that's not what most Americans want. So they've decided that the best solution is to just place obstacels in President's path to force him to lose. It's Bush's war, they say. Of course, this will cause more troops to die for nothing, to waste more of their lives, as Obama says. Because the truth is they don't care about the troops as they never have. They don't care about the country. They hate it.

They are despicable huma beings, not worth any respect. I can respect somebody who is sincerely wrong but I can't respect anybody who puts power ahead of the good of the country.

This is our war. Vietnam was our war and we should have won it. You never start a war unless you are willing to take to the end and win. To give those blood-thirsty svages that blow up women and children every day the satisfaction to see the only super power leave Iraq would be catastrophic. These are not humans, they can't win. They mustn't win.

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