THE REAL-LIFE UNDEAD
It's 5:38, Patrick got up and went back to bed with Junior. It's 67 degrees out, visibility about ten miles.
It is our fervent hope that the middle eastern societies' leaders wake from their drug-induced slumbers and view clearly the state of affairs that has consumed them. They must exterminate the vermine in their midst, so that the civilized world won't be forced to turn their medieval culture into a minor footnote of history.
When I was in the U.S. Army, we hated our enemy, but we respected his abilities. He waged a ruthless and brutal war against his own civilian population, just as out present-day enemy does. But at least he had an inkling of what he was fighting for, and had some vision, however misguided,for the future.
Today's enemy is comprised of mindless zombie-puppets of the souless minions of Evil. That's just the way it is.
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