We have met the enemy......

It's time for the Democrats to rejoice. The war against Iraq is over. Yes it's official! We are no longer fighting against Iraq. Actually that has been true for quite some time but the liberals seemed to have not noticed. So it's time we told them.

Liberals continue to pound away saying it's "unjust" for us to be at war with Iraq and that our soldiers are dying in vain. They didn't attack us, there are no weapons of mass destruction, blah, blah, blah. The only problem with that logic is, we're not at war with Iraq. To be at war with someone they have to be fighting against you. Let's check the scorecard shall we?

We're not fighting against the Iraqi government. They want our military there. We're helping them stabilize their government while they get on their feet. No enemy there.

We're not fighting against the Iraqi military. They want us there. In fact we are the ones training the Iraqi military. No enemy there.

We're not fighting the Iraqi people. They want us there. Bless there purple stained fingers. No enemy there.

The Iraqi government is not the enemy, the Iraqi military is not the enemy, the Iraqi people are not the enemy.

So exactly who is our enemy if it's not one of them? Simple, it's the terrorists. Those stabile rational idealists who have pledged life and limb to destroy us and anything we're associated with. Where are those pesky terrorists right now? Why they're in Iraq! Lookie what we found! An enemy.

If the terrorists moved out of Iraq do you think we'd still be fighting there? Nope, no need. If the terrorists moved to Libya would we be fighting them there? You betcha. How about if they moved to Iran? In a heartbeat. What if they moved to New York City? We'd fight them with every ounce of energy that we have. Let's do what we can to keep that last one from every happening.

Right now, I'm pretty happy to have them in Iraq.

Give Peace A Gold Medal

Once again the Olympics have started up. The glorious bastion of athletics covering itself under a shroud of political correctness.

Don't get me wrong, as an athletic competition I love watching the Olympics as much as I would eating at an oriental buffet. I enjoy it while it's happening but all too soon it will pass away from me and I'll barely remember it every happened.

But the seamier side of the Olympics is continually pounded down our throats. International brotherhood, camaraderie and of course the ever-present mantra of "peace." The Olympics even rolled out Miss irrelevant herself Yoko Ono for an orgasmic reading of her own poem (well I guess it was her own. Half of it was plagiarized from her late husband's songs), and a rendition of the song "Imagine". Yep, when I think Olympics and Italy I think truth-speakers like Yoko Ono and Susan Sarandon, who also made an appearance. Makes perfect sense to me.

Now, anyone who even pretends that the Olympics are a sign of international boarderless kumbaya is just not paying attention. People who watch the Olympics do so for one thing and one thing alone: to see how "Their Country" did. The whole goal is to see whether our way of life (as defined by our amateur athletes) is better than their way of life. We all got stunning proof that when we won the cold war in February of 1980 didn't we? That's when "our" boys on the US hockey team beat the big bad Soviet Machine. Just over a decade later the USSR would be gone. See, we won. Does anyone even remember that we actually beat Finland to win the medal? Nope, because that's not what really mattered. We beat the Commies, everything else was unimportant.

As for Yoko Ono; (who, like Ethiopian children, has been living off of dead beetles for years now.) she made an impassioned plea for "peace" For this I agree with her. I want peace too. It seems as though our definition of "peace" differs however. I think peace is a situation where our soldiers don't NEED to fight because things are as they are supposed to be and we have no threats. Loco-Yoko thinks it's when our soldiers lay down their arms and stop fighting. That's not peace, that's surrender. Did the French have peace in WWII?

So let the games begin. Let the holier-than-thou attitude begin. Let peace begin. That's what the Olympics are all about, right? I mean, just look what it did for Sarajevo.