My Last War Post

One. The whole damn thingamabob is called “Iraqi Freedom”. No no no. It should be called “Bomb Iraq To the Middle Ages And Subsequently Grant American Companies Huge Contract Deals, So We Can Get Our Economy Going Again”.

Two. Weapons Of Mass Destruction. Slap me with a chicken Madge, but the war is pretty much over, and no WOMD have been found. Oh, oh, but ya know, the American military is gonna find them anyway. Nono, they don’t need UN involvement. They’re very good at planting the evidence themselves.

Three. This is supposed to be a War On Terrorism, right? You honestly think this has helped any? You there, G Dubya, you’ve created a thousand more Bin Ladens. And it suits your illegitimate reign just fine, doesn’t it. War is peace, and all that jazz.

Four. Who The Fuck Do You Think You Are pointing out Axes Of Evil at random? Syria next?  Then Iran? What, so then before I know it you’re in my back yard going about your Precision Bombing because I happen to not agree with the Pax Americana?

Five. Oh heck, look at that, Iraq needs to be built up again. Yeah, you’ve bombed it, but it was for A Good Cause. Many people died, kids got mutilated, mothers lost children and vice versa, museums got robbed, erasing proof of our very first existence, but hey: It Was For A Good Cause. Oh Halliburton, come on in and build it up!

Six. Oil. Let me say it again: oil. Wait, let me say it again: oil. (you got it right Bob).

America: you’ve lost me. I used to be on your side. Now I just shake my head at your mind numbing stupidity.

Bonus question: where is Bin Laden?

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