The Infidels Killed the Bad Muslims, Sort of Hurrah

Today I’m laying off France. They pretty swiftly tracked down and shot to death the Muslim terrorists who killed the entire Charlie Hebdo magazine staff on Wednesday for ripping on Muhammad. Also, because they’re dingbats with an eighth century appreciation of civilization. And, as I’m sure as Obama will soon inform us, just a trio of young men from a poor upbringing who needed better role models and some junior college. I’m in the faction that kind of wished these Islamic cuckoos would be taken alive. For one, their warped goal is to die, so you kind of gave them that. Second, they’re missing out on many years of hummus being pneumatically fired up their shitters while White Lion’s entire discography plays in the background at volume ten. People who murder other people get off easy when they’re put to death in seconds. Put Cheney and his metal heart in charge of this shit.

The incident this week has taught us some very valuable lessons. Most of which I’m quite sure I don’t understand. But the most salient point seems to be that there are not two factions in this Islamic Fundamentalist vs. Infidel battle. There are three. Because the Infidels have a whole bunch of apologist weasels so stricken with garment rending guilt they couldn’t even mention the word ‘Muslim’ or ‘Islamic’ or ‘terrorist’ or enunciate any meaningful condemnation even after a bunch of cartoonists and satirists lay dead in a giant pool of Free Speech blood. Killing terrorists is fairly easy. Battling political correctness is currently an uphill fight.

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