Nope, Still Can’t Call them Islamic Terrorists

Anybody who thinks Obama is a tool but Bush was a gem needs to be an NBA ref objectively calling fouls for Kobe. They’re both a couple of Kinko’s overnight managers who can’t unjam a copier when you need your weed protest flyers printed. Neither of these Commanders in Chief could bring themselves to use the phrase Islamic Terrorists.

The enemy of America is not our many Muslim friends; it is not our many Arab friends. Our enemy is a radical network of terrorists, and every government that supports them.”

Bush said that right after 9/11.He’s the hawk. Obama is just repeating the same politically correct lines. It’s supposed to keep our reputation from being besmirched in the Muslim and Arab world. How’s that working out? Obama is currently hosting an anti-terrorist summit where you have to put a dollar in a swear jar any time you use the word Muslim. 99% of Muslims will never commit an act of terror. But 99% of terrorists are Muslim borne or converts so where does that leave our anti-terrorism summit where we can’t talk about that? Kill Norway.

Obama opened the National Prayer Breakfast by talking about all he barbaric shit Christians did in the name of religion. The Crusades, the Inquisition, and Slavery. All extremely relevant if you view time like Matthew McConaughey in Interstellar. It’s not a line, it’s a circle. Something like that, I fell asleep. Fuck me, grab your swords and crosses and let’s go save the Holy Land from the Ottomans. Cardinal Richelieu, don’t forget the swear jar.

The time to lie and pussyfoot about is when you want to get laid. Radical Islam is not a chick, it’s a chick on a never ending period with an RPG and a belief that if she kills enough people before she gets taken out, she gets a spa day with her best friends for the rest of eternity. In World War II we had the neat idea of telling our enemies, you think world domination is a cute? How about we flatten you like a pancake and then reassess your position? That was the last war we won. Now we can’t even utter the name of our enemies aloud. We’re so screwed.