ANN COULTER STRIKES AGAIN.... with a tongue-in-cheek description of our brave troops who know the meaning of "let's roll" & don't ever roll over....
A few excerpts are below, the entire piece is here.
"....47 months have come and gone since 9/11 without a major terrorist attack on U.S. soil. The closest thing we had to a major bombing was the new Pauly Shore show on TBS.
Even if the next attack comes tomorrow, it is worth pondering that we've gone 47 months without the savages being able to mount another terrorist attack in a country virtually designed for terrorist attacks, a country where we search the purses of little old ladies so that recent immigrants from Saudi Arabia named "Mohammed" wearing massive backpacks don't get singled out.
But instead of news stories about how we must be doing something right in the war on terror, we're being carpet-bombed with news stories about how Bush doesn't have a "plan," the war was based on "lies," we're losing the war, the redcoats are coming!
As Republicans were saying repeatedly—captured on Lexis-Nexis for a year before it showed up in a Frank Luntz talking points memo in 2004—the savages have declared war, and it's far preferable to fight them in the streets of Baghdad than in the streets of New York....
Two weeks ago, Gen. Jack Keane, a former deputy chief of staff for the Army, said our forces in Iraq have killed or arrested more than 50,000 insurgents in the past six or seven months. It appears the majority of those were captured and released, but that may be good enough.
Consider the intriguing diary entries of British jihadist Zeeshan Siddique, reported in the New York Times last Monday (somewhat less prominently than the 4 billion front-page stories on Abu Ghraib).
Siddique was captured last April in Pakistan by that country's security forces. His diary is a sort of Plan-a-Jihad journal.... Siddique.... was captured.... along with his diary and phone numbers for other al Qaeda operatives and his co-religionists in Britain involved in the failed subway bombing. If you made a movie of this bumbling nincompoop's misadventures, you'd have to call it "Dude, Where's My Car Bomb?"
Meanwhile, every time Americans get a gander at these lunatics ranting about the "Great Satan" and the "Zionist entity," we can't believe we're at war with such a comical enemy. No wonder they dream of an afterlife with 72 hot teenage girls. These guys are klutzes. Nerds. Dweebs. In the Las Vegas of life they're at the convention center with the other "Star Trek" fans.
Even in Pakistan, Siddique says he is "constantly laughed at & ridiculed." Ahmed can't get a date, and now the rest of us have to suffer.
But you will notice, the jihadists are not pouring across the Syrian border to, say, Brooklyn Heights. They are running to Iraq, where they run smack dab into the glorious U.S. military.