My response to the execution by beheading of James Foley and others
Embrace your inner war monger.
No, I don’t care what Glenn Greenwald would say. No, I don’t care what some sniveling lefty apparatchik like timb, needing the virtual hugs of some kind — any kind, his life is so sad and empty — of online community, thinks. No, I don’t care that I’m called a “racist” or an “Islamophobe.” No, I don’t care if some jaggoff with hipster glasses wants to call me “chickenhawk.” No, I don’t care what the neo-isolationists in the libertarian movement have to say, with their smarmy dismissal of the real dangers to American interests presented by barbarians like these marauding zealots whose goal is power and subjugation. No, I don’t care what a group like CAIR has to say. No, I don’t care what some professor burps out about root causes, or understanding the importance of the sword in Islamic religious culture, while drawing parallels to the Christian use of beheadings (hint: one group used the tactic 9 centuries ago; one used it yesterday, and today, and will doubtless do so tomorrow, the next day, and the day after that).
No, I don’t care to hear the academic dissertations that routinely devolve into tu quoque moral relativism and jargon-laden abstractions. No, I don’t believe it is up to “us” to show “we’re better than them,” that by letting them lop the heads off of Christian children, or American journalists, or former allies in Iraq and not retaliating with similar brutality, we’ve taken a worthwhile moral highground: that’s a coward’s stance and leads to the emboldening of evil. No, I don’t believe we need to fight wars against avowed enemies who hide among civilians with “surgical precision”; fight wars to win and in so doing, end wars and end the desire to start new ones. Like the creepy Koranic trees who snitch on Jews so that they may be exterminated, perhaps it’s time for civilians to point out where the Islamists are hiding so that they may be obliterated. Or else they risk being obliterated in the blitzkrieg we should be unleashing.
No, I’m not worried about being called “bloodthirsty” by people who rely on the odds of their not being affected by Islamic radicalism to take the sanctimonious stance against the overwhelming use of US force. No, I don’t care that some clergy person somewhere calls out for “peace” without providing any any plausible path toward that end.
Instead, I say this: unleash utter hell on the monsters wherever they are. You don’t win wars by defeating generals; you win wars when the people demand the generals surrender, or else themselves begin to turn on them with force. And Obama’s beloved Muslim Brotherhood “moderates,” themselves born out of Nazism, should be returned to the rancid dust and sand from which they were birthed. Under tons and tons of rubble.
These animals are real, not part of some political chessboard that progressives like to move about on. They don’t care if you sympathize with them in Vanity Fair or, like one Russian soldier, refuse to convert and die a martyr to Catholicism.
They want to control you, me, your children, my children, the culture, religious belief, and the entirety of the world. The fact that this may be overreach — and the Caliphate an ultimate delusion — doesn’t mean heads aren’t going to be lopped off, and mass slaughter isn’t going to continue.
No, I don’t worry that you call me a war monger. I want the barbarism to stop. And if that means a kind of righteous barbarism is visited upon the animals in return for their attacks, advances, and slaughters of innocents — with the end result being that the aggressors are left in pulpy spots ground into the desert sand, unable going forward to continue their advancing and slaughtering — then what we have, morally, is a net good.
The American government — particularly under the most Islamist-coddling administration in history — didn’t kill James Foley. A sick asshole in a ninja suit pretending to be a holy warrior did, in order to get his rocks off. And there are thousands more like him, with more being recruited to engage in the wildings so long as there are no appreciable consequences. Watch the video. This is what we’re up against, and there’s no reason we need be.
What the world needs now is a cleansing fire. Not like that of the ovens of Dachau, but rather like the one that burned through the streets and tunnels and environs of Dresden. Without apology. Without remorse. Without a care of what some phony sanctimonious journalist will write, or what the terror-enablers in the UN will decree. Stick your international criminal court. And get your goddamned filthy assembly out of our country. You want a Caliphate? Fine. Then we’ll attach a fuse to the end of it and set that bitch on fire.
We saw evil like this in the 30s and we stood by and did nothing until it hit us in Pearl Harbor, thinking it wouldn’t find its way here. Today, it’s already found its way here and is secreting itself within our country thanks to a corrupt and outrageous border policy that has all but negated our national sovereignty.
We can sit back now and show our nuanced pose to the world, then pay the price later when a US city goes up in flames. Or we can strike now with such ferocity and such finality that the threat we’re destroying has to work its way back from the stone ages.
And yeah, I’m looking at you, too, Iran.
So. To all the preening liberals who may choose to point to this as evidence of bloodthirsty xenophobia or a thrill for war, I offer a preemptive response: fuck you and the sophistry you’ll use to condemn me. I hate war as much as anyone. I’m just not stupid enough to think we can simply wish it away — particularly against an enemy who takes such joy in showing their trophies, be they the heads of children on pikes or the digital video recording of executions. I don’t care why they do what they do. I care that they’re made to stop. By whatever means necessary.
That’s the real moral stand to take, unpopular amongst the finger-wagging nuanced crowd. And no, I don’t care about them, either.