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Edwards Caught Meeting with Mistress and Love Child - Homosexual Community Devastated Jul 24, 2008 10:14 am
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Edwards Caught Meeting with Mistress and Love Child - Homosexual Community Devastated
Posted by Harvey at 10:59 AM

LOS ANGELES (AP) - Former Democrat presidential candidate John Edwards was caught visiting his mistress and their child early Tuesday morning. Members of America's gay community, who had long accepted Edwards as one of their own - reacted almost universally with stunned disappointment at the apparent proof of Edwards's heterosexuality.
John Edwards: no longer 'batting lefty'?

"I cried for hours," admitted San Francisco native Bruce Liteloafers. "Until now, I never once questioned the fact that Edwards was gay. The way he used to paw at and rub up against John Kerry, that two minute video where he did nothing but pleasure himself by caressing his own hair... hey, who could've had ANY doubts as to which way Johnny swung? I know he had a wife, but big deal. That marriage was faker than a set of double-D's on the Sunset Strip. But this is like finding a video tape starring Paris Hilton and Liberace".

However, Senator Larry Craig, who served with John Edwards in the Senate, refused to believe the news. "After decades of doing under-stall tap-dancing, I'm pretty sure I know a faggot when I see one, and John Edwards is the real deal. As for that 'woman' he was with, all I can say is she's got an adam's apple you could hang a coat on and a jaw so square she makes Arnold Schwarzenegger look like Rosie O'Donnell. I think Mr. Edwards 'preference' remains both clear and unchanged."

Blogger Andrew Sullivan's reaction, however, is more typical: a mix of dismay and resigned acceptance. "There are certain 'icons' in the gay community - Judy, Liza, Elton - that really inspire you to live up to your dreams of unbridled flamboyancy. For me, John Edwards was right up there with the 'Big 3'. To find out that it was all just some sort of act... I haven't been this crushed since Tom Cruise knocked up Katie what's-her-name. Still, no matter what he's done, Johnny will always be my little Breck Girl."

Sympathizing with his people, openly gay Congressman Barney Frank (D - MA) introduced a measure in the House calling for "a national day of mourning" and requesting that all rainbow flags be flown at half staff.
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The "Q" is for "Quality" Jul 10, 2008 4:47 pm
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The "Q" is for "Quality"

A Message from the Director

Ayman al Zawahiri
Director of Change Management
Al Qaeda Industries Worldwide, Inc.

Hello, valued Al Qaeda associate! Welcome to the inaugural issue of Vistas, the new electronic newsletter designed to keep you informed on all the fast-paced comings and goings within our Total Quality Jihad family.

In a dynamic marketplace characterized by rapid change and unexpected missiles, even the most disciplined adaptive organizations can find it challenging to keep the lines of communication open. Without understanding the strategic "big picture," associates will sometimes be confused by misleading rumors they read on unreliable infidel blogs and websites like "F*cked Insurgency" and "Jihad Deadpool." With Vistas, you will learn the real story -- of how we are attacking the competitive casualty gap with a paradigm-changing tactical adaptive strategy focused on paradise value optimization. Yes, there will be some changes, but our core leadership mission remains the same one established by Chairman Emeritus Osama Bin Laden when he founded Al Qaeda in his family goat shed nearly 15 years ago: to create a robust, cave-centric, best-of-breed strategic organization for global caliphate management solution services. If we all pull together as accountable subteams, we are on-track to rebuild momentum after the Q4 Infidel elections!

INTRODUCING QAEDANT

As a commitment to our spirit of goal-oriented adaptive martyrdom innovation, I am proud to announce the launch of Qaedant, our new corporate branding identity.

Developed in conjunction with our strategic branding agency FDB&D-Medina, this handsome new organizational logo will help us maintain consumer mindshare and let the world know that we continue on the cutting edge of advanced Jihad technology. Show your team pride buy buying official Qaedant logo merchandise from the attached electronic catalog -- including mugs, keffiyas and semtex belts!

PERSONNEL PERSPECTIVES

As you have possibly heard by now, Team Satan and their subsidiary Iraqi Security Forces have made several key market acquisitions in the last few months. In order to meet Q3 Return-on-Mayhem targets and maximize stakeholder value, we need to refocus our client-facing resource model. As we are currently seeking a 17th round of venture funding, budgets are extremely tight, and this will require reducing our internal work team payroll load through adaptive right-sizing on a go-forward basis. Accounting estimates indicate that much of this will be achieved via natural attrition and Apache Hellfire missiles. Still, in order to achieve costing targets, we will need to engage in involuntary outboarding.

The Communications department will be most directly effected by this initiative, as we continue transitioning of our day-to-day public relations efforts to low-cost offshore service providers like Huffington Post, DailyKos, and Democratic Underground.

BENEFITS AND YOU

Like many organizations, Qaedant is searching for ways to contain the spiraling cost of associate health care benefits. Working with our insurance provider Mutual of Yemen, we have created a new custom healthcare benefits package for associates that will help cap rising expenses on a forward basis. Starting August 1, this plan will institute a new $2000 copay for outpatient dismemberment services and psychiatric care. The new plan will also cap the number of dependent wives covered, and eliminates the dental record identification benefit. Details are covered in the attached form.

While team heath benefits will be scaled back, we will be offsetting these changes with enhancements to associate retirement plans. For example, I am pleased to announce an exciting new 90-virgin paradise pension package, representing a 25% increase in virgins over our previous plan. Please see your local imam for details.

DIVERSITY DAY

Everyone is invited to Qaedant's first annual Diversity Celebration Fair Wednesday morning at Cave 11-B. Find out how the world's ever-increasing diversity provides a growing strategic opportunity for us to blow up infidels of every color and orientation. HR Team Leader Hassan Abdullah will discuss how Qaedant is expanding martyrdom job search to recruit from traditionally-underserved groups, such as unwilling women and 8-year old retards. See you at the Fair!

LUNCH CAVE ETIQUETTE

Nobody likes a messy lunch break cave. It's inconsiderate to your fellow Qaedant associates, and the cleaning slaves who have to pick up your falafel wraps and missing limbs. If you have been mortally wounded and are bleeding uncontrollably, please go to the designated dying area near the scrap metal pile in parking lot D.

MILESTONES

Congratulations to Khalid Muhsin and Hussein Mustafa for reaching their three month service anniversaries. Please drop by their desk and thank them for a survival well done. And please -- no ribbing the "old timers!"

In other personnel news, please join me in congratulating the following associates who have been promoted to martyr:

Abu Laith al-Libi
Abu Suleiman al Otaibi
Hassan Muhammed
Abu Khalaf
Abu Sulayman Jazairi
Mohammed Atef
Mohammed Yahya al-Rahmani
Aden Hashi Ayro
Abdullah Ali Afra
Abu Mohamed

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FACTS TO PONDER : Jul 10, 2008 4:42 pm
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FACTS TO PONDER :
(A) The number of physicians in the U.S. is 700,000.
( Accidental deaths caused by Physicians per year are 120,000.
(Calculation) Accidental deaths per physician is 0.171

Statistics courtesy of U.S. Dept of Health Human Services.

Guns:
(A) The number of gun owners in the U.S. is 80,000,000.
(Yes, that's 80 million..)
( The number of accidental gun deaths per year, all age groups, is 1,500.
(Calculation) The number of accidental deaths per gun owner is .000188
Statistics courtesy of FBI

So, statistically, doctors are approximately 9,000 times more dangerous than gun owners.

Remember, 'Guns don't kill people, doctors do.'

FACT: NOT EVERYONE HAS A GUN, BUT ALMOST EVERYONE HAS AT LEAST ONE DOCTOR.

Please alert your friends to this threat.
We must ban doctors before this gets completely out of hand!
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DOCTORS SAY: "BREAD IS DANGEROUS" Jul 10, 2008 4:26 pm
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DOCTORS SAY: "BREAD IS DANGEROUS"

Research on bread indicates that

1. More than 98 percent of convicted felons are bread users.

2. Fully HALF of all children who grow up in bread-consuming households score below average on standardized tests.

3. In the 18th century, when virtually all bread was baked in the home, the average life expectancy was less than 50 years; infant mortality rates were unacceptably high; many women died in childbirth; and diseases such as typhoid, yellow fever, and influenza ravaged whole nations.

4. More than 90 percent of violent crimes are committed within 24 hours of eating bread.

5. Bread is made from a substance called "dough." It has been proven that as little as one pound of dough can be used to suffocate a mouse. The average American eats more bread than that in one month!

6. Primitive tribal societies that have no bread exhibit a low incidence of cancer, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's disease, and osteoporosis.

7. Bread has been proven to be addictive. Subjects deprived of bread and given only water to eat begged for bread after as little as two days.

8. Bread is often a "gateway" food item, leading the user to "harder" items such as butter, jelly, peanut butter, and even cold cuts.

9. Bread has been proven to absorb water. Since the human body is more than 90 percent water, it follows that eating bread could lead to your body being taken over by this absorptive food product, turning you into a soggy, gooey bread-pudding person.

10. Newborn babies can choke on bread.

11. Bread is baked at temperatures as high as 400 degrees Fahrenheit! That kind of heat can kill an adult in less than one minute.

12. Most American bread eaters are utterly unable to distinguish between significant scientific fact and meaningless statistical babbling.

In light of these frightening statistics, it has been proposed that the following bread restrictions be made:

1. No sale of bread to minors.

2. A nationwide "Just Say No To Toast" campaign, complete celebrity TV spots and bumper stickers.

3. A 300 percent federal tax on all bread to pay for all the societal ills we might associate with bread.

4. No animal or human images, nor any primary colors (which may appeal to children) may be used to promote bread usage.

5. The establishment of "Bread-free" zones around schools.
#5 - Posted by: heldmyw
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News headlines Jul 3, 2008 6:51 pm
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Word of the day:
HUSSIES n. Female Obama supporters changing their middle names to Hussein

Obama: we have always been at peace with that woman --- Hillary Clinton

Grand Rapids Mayor George Heartwell vows city will be "vanilla" when rebuilt

Media grows impatient with Iowa's lack of flood-related rapes and pillaging: Why can't they be more like New Orleans?

CNN investigates Iowans caught blowing FEMA debit cards at Tractor Supply Company

Obama: WTC problem ended on 9/11, Pentagon still a problem
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Mad About Bush Jul 3, 2008 1:27 pm
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Mad About Bush
By Komrad Jak
6/28/2008, 12:45 pm

To those calling for withdrawal: No, we're not going to quit before the forces of evil are routed. Not when we're so close to victory. Even if it takes 100 years, we will never, ever, cease our quest to impeach Bush.

Granted, it may get discouraging. But every time I begin to ask myself why I'm doing this, something always shows up to distract me. Most recently, it came in the form of a letter from one brave soul. A mere 37 years old (name withheld) has championed the cause and suffered for it. I hope his story inspires you the way it has me.

-- Mikael of impeachforpeace organization.
~

Dear Mikael,

It all started one night when I was talking to my friend on the phone. We were discussing the best way to impeach Bush when suddenly we heard a strange clicking noise. It was like someone had picked up the receiver on another line, but different, and more sinister. We paused for a moment then continued. I went first,

"I think the FBI is listening to us. Switch to the code words."

"Why would they listen to us?" my friend asked.

"Code words!" I reminded him.

"Oh, um, spoon rocket splindledum Bush... how do I say impeach again?"

"Brad Pitt!"

The clicking sound had turned into static and then a man's voice limped in,

"... and I'd like three bean burritos with a grande nacho supreme and ..."

Just as quick as he faded in, he faded out. Clearly Karl Rove was trying to make us THINK they weren't listening to our conversation. I knew what this meant. It meant he knew they knew that we knew that he knew. The static itself cleared with silence taking its place.

"Phew! Our phone line just got mixed up with Taco Bell again," my friend naively proclaimed.

"Fool, that's what they want us to think. Never mind, I'll talk to you in person." I scowled at my friend's incompetence.

The CIA was surely onto us now. I biked over to his mom's house and we went down to the basement, where we always go to hide from Bush, when all of a sudden...

The most wicked bloodcurdling cowboy laugh rang out in the darkness and two red burning eyes crept in from the darkness. They were the color of HATE, no, worse, the color of Bush. As he crept closer, I suddenly realized how tall he looked; then I noticed part of it came from his giant hat. As he crept closer still to my friend's night light, I saw him a bit better than I could on TV or in my nightmares, and he was scarier than I had previously imagined.

I was petrified. He lunged out at me. Something in me made me move. I kept a locket around my neck with a bit of raw oil in it just in case. I broke it on the floor and backed off, only to see Bush stoop to the ground like a ravenous beast and slurp it up. I tried to run away. Then Karl Rove stumbled out of the broom closet and smacked me with a diseased mop. Cheney came down the stairs with a shotgun and spoke the most terrifying sentence I've ever heard,

"I seeeeeee you."

"No Cheney, aim to the left of him, that way you'll hit him." Karl sneered.

Then, for the first time in my life, I decided I wasn't going to run anymore. I was going to stand up to Bush for breaking my arm last summer, for stealing my homework so it would look like I never did it, for leaving the toilet seat up, and for tapping my phone calls.

"Leave me alone Bush, I'm not afraid of you anymore!"

"Then you will die!" Bush screeched. "I can shmell the oil on you!"

That was too scary for me. I ran up the stairs into the light and dialed 911.

"BUSH IS TRYING TO KILL ME! PLEASE, HELP! IMPEACH HIM QUICK! HE'S GOT MY FRIEND!"

All they did was laugh. Clearly they worked for Bush. I locked the basement door and ran to my house, curled up in a ball and cried for the whole weekend.

On Monday I ran to the forest to call my friend. I began dialing his number when a man in a plaid shirt walked by and said,

"Excuse me, why are you poking that pinecone?"

"I'm not poking a pinecone, I'm calling my friend to impeach Bush."

"Ok... sure." he replied as he continued to look on confused. Had he never seen a phone before?

The phone rang forever. Eventually I gave up. I walked home and saw that my friend was waiting for me. He seemed different. He said he didn't remember anything. I was trying to help him remember when suddenly my Mom interrupted,

"Honey, who are you talking to?"

"Mom, I'm talking to my friend. He's right here, duh."

My Mom looked at me like I was from Mars. Then she speed-dialed some number and said to the person on the other end of the line, "He's doing it again."

Doing what again? Trying to protect the world from Bush?

The next day, my friend was gone, as if he never existed. Come to think of it, I can't remember his name or anything about him. Weird. My Mom took me to this man in a nice building and made me lie down on this bed thing with a white sheet on it, then tell him what happened for like two hours.

I told him everything. While he scribbled away on a clipboard, I told him how Bush stole my homework and listened in on my conversations and would make me whistle Beach Boys tunes on Thursdays for three hours and twelve minutes. I told him how Bush hunted me for my oil and how his tax cuts for the rich caused global warming. It was exciting to share this with another. I thought he might help me, but he was working for Bush.

Before I knew it, I couldn't move my arms. They put some leather sweater on me when I was asleep, that was sewn together so I couldn't move my arms. The walls all around me were soft. I would bounce off them. Somehow I knew that if I bounced enough, Bush couldn't get my oil.

These men in white suits would come in sometimes. Ladies in white suits too. They told me I made it up. I knew they were sent by Bush to brainwash me the way he did everyone else. At first I resisted. Then I realized I could pretend to believe them and they would eventually let me go. They did.

And here I am, ready to serve to impeach Bush for ruining my life.

Sincerely,
(name withheld)

* * *

Update:
At the request of the author, we have removed his name from the letter as well as the address of his Mom's basement.

Update#2:
In response to a flood of emails, we would like to state that the original author of the letter and "Mikael" of impeachforpeaceSMOTorg are not the same person despite his known history with mental institutions, established behavior of sending himself letters and pretending they are written by fans, and having the same birth date and address as the author of the letter.

Update #3:
Due to a dispute involving a squirrel and Mikael over the possession of a pinecone, and the undisclosed conflict, which resulted and may or not have involved public nudity and tree-groping, Mikael has been admitted to a mental institution to receive urgent care once more and will not be reporting for The People's Cube until further notice.
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It's Your Patriotic Duty to Get Neked! Jul 2, 2008 2:39 pm
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It's Your Patriotic Duty to Get Neked!

As you may know, this Friday is July 4 – also known as Independence Day. The next day, according to an e-mail from Momma Poet, is the day on which we will root out the Muslim jihadists.

How will we do this? Simple: women will strip naked and walk around their neighborhood. Men will sit in chairs outside their houses with a six pack and watch.

How will we accomplish our goal with this tactic? Well, the version of the Koran that tells radical jihadists that they will get 72 virgins for blowing up a wedding party in Jerusalem also says that it is a sin for Muslim men to see a woman other than their wife (or wives) neked. Muslim men who violate this dictum must commit suicide. Sooooooo … men who declare that it’s “OK” for them to see a woman other than their wife neked are not radical terrorists. There's also a rule about not drinking alcohol so guys, this is your chance to go the extra mile.

Ladies, prepare to strip on Saturday. Men, get your lawn chairs and six packs. I know it could be a terrible sacrifice for all of us, but if you love your country you'll either get neked (if you're a gal) or watch and drink beer (if you're a guy).
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MARINE ETIQUETTE Jul 2, 2008 12:50 pm
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MARINE ETIQUETTE
The Commandant of the Marine Corps was General Al Gray, a crusty old 'Field Marine.' He loved his Marines and often slipped into the mess hall wearing a faded old field jacket without any rank or insignia on it. He would go through the chow line just like a private (In this way, he was assured of being given the same rations that the lowest enlisted man received. And, woe be it to the mess officer if the food was found to be 'unfit in quality or quantity').

Upon becoming Commandant, General Gray was expected to do a great deal of 'formal entertaining'...fancy dinner parties in full dress blue uniform. Now, the General would rather have been in the field eating cold 'C-rats' around a fighting hole with a bunch of young 'hard charging' Marines. But the General knew his duty and as a Marine he was determined to do it to the best of his ability.

During these formal parties, a detachment of highly polished Marines from 'Eighth and Eye' (Marine Barracks located at 8th and I Streets in Washington , D.C., home of the Silent Drill Team) were detailed to assume the position of 'parade rest' at various intervals around the ball room where the festivities were being held.

At some point during one of these affairs, a very refined, big-chested, blue-haired lady picked up a tray of pastries and went around the room offering confections to the guests. When she noticed these Marines in dress blues, standing like sculptures all around the room, she was moved with admiration. She knew that several of these men were fresh from our victory in Kuwait. She made a beeline for the closest Lance Corporal, drew near him and asked, 'Would you like pastry young man?'

The young Marine snapped to 'attention' and replied,' I don't eat that sh1t, Ma'am.' Just as quickly, he resumed the position of 'parade rest.' His gaze remained fixed on some distant point throughout the exchange.

The fancy lady was completely taken aback! She blinked, her eyes widened, her mouth dropped open. So startled was she that she immediately began to doubt what she had heard. In a quivering voice she asked, 'W-W-What did you say?'

The Marine snapped back to the position of 'attention'(like the arm of a mousetrap smacking it's wooden base). Then he said, 'I don't eat that sh1t, Ma'am.' And just as smartly as before, back to the position of 'parade rest' he went.

This time, there was no doubt. The fancy lady immediately became incensed and felt insulted. After all, here she was an important lady, taking the time to offer something nice to this enlisted man (well below her station in life), and he had the nerve to say ; ;THAT to HER! She exclaimed, 'Well! I never...!' The lady remembered that she had met that military man in charge of all these 'soldiers' earlier. She spotted General Gray from across the room. He had a cigar clenched between his teeth and a camouflaged canteen cup full of bourbon in his left hand. He was talking to a group of 1st and 2nd Lieutenants. So blue haired lady went straight over to the Commandant and interrupted.

'General, I offered some pastry to that young man over there, and do you know what he told me?'

General Gray cocked his eyebrow, took the cigar out of his mouth and said, 'Well, no Ma'am, I don't.'

The lady took in a deep breath, confident that she was adequately expressing with her body language her considerable rage and indignation. As she wagged her head in cadence with h er words, and she paused between each word for effect, 'She said, 'I - don't - eat - that - sh1t - Ma'am!''

The li eutenants were in a state of near apoplexy. A couple of them choked back chuckles, and turned their heads to avoid having their smirks detected. The next thought that most of them had was, 'God, I hope it wasn't one of MY Marines!' and the color left their faces.
General Gray wrinkled his brow, cut his eyes in the direction of the lieutenants, put his free hand to his chin and muttered a subdued, 'Hummm Which one did you say it was Ma'am?,' the General asked.

'That tall sturdy one right over there near the window, General,' the woman said with smug satisfaction. One of the lieutenants began to look sick and put a hand on the wall for support.

General Gray, seemed deep in thought, hand still to his chin, wrinkled brow. Suddenly, he looked up and his expression changed to one indicating he had made a decision.

He looked the fancy lady right in the eyes and said, 'Well, f-ck him! Don't give him any.'

When next you have a drink, raise a toast to the Marines.
God bless them all.
Semper Fi...
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a funny email I got Jul 2, 2008 6:53 am
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I got sent this, and thought I'd share:

June 27, 2008

Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton

United States Senate

476 Russell Senate Office Building

Washington, D.C. 20510

Dear Mrs. Clinton,

I recently read where you have incurred substantial debt with your unsuccessful campaign for the Democratic Presidential nomination. Your plight concerns me and I would like to help as much as I can. I would certainly hate for you to feel pressured, due to the size of your debt, to support a candidate that you do not truly believe is ready to be "Commander in Chief on Day One."

I have always believed that our form of government, while less than perfect, is the best the world has to offer. I’ve also always believed that Congress with 535 elected members has more power to do good for this country than only one person or even nine people. Congress has the power and ability to guide and direct this country like no other group.

I vividly remember in 2006 how the Democrats gained control of both houses of Congress trumpeting “Change” and a better America. Let’s review how that has worked out for us.

* Mortgage companies have declared bankruptcy costing thousands of people their jobs
* Home values have nose-dived
* Millions of Americans have lost their homes
* World oil prices have risen astronomically
* The Democrats continue to block drilling in oil rich reserves to continue and even increase our dependence on foreign oil
* Gasoline prices have increased to over $4 a gallon and there appears to be no end in sight even though Americans have reduced their driving over one billion miles a month.
* The stock market, where most Americans’ retirement hopes are invested, has dropped by more than 15%.
* Food prices are increasing at an alarming rate fueled mostly by rising energy costs

All in all I’d have to say that the Democrats fulfilled their promise and have brought change to our country. It isn’t good change, but it is change. Unfortunately, because of all this change, change is all I have to give you to help you retire your debt.

I am enclosing one penny for you to add to your campaign “war chest.” I think that’s a fair trade. Everything you’ve done for me is worth about a penny and because of the success of the Democrats, that’s all I have. Just so you know that you really aren’t alone in this, I had to borrow the penny from a friend.

I do have one simple request in return. I would really appreciate it if you could teach me how I can get the American people to pay off my debts that I knowingly and willingly incurred. Isn’t this a great country?

Good luck in your future endeavors.

Sincerely,
Steve Russell

American citizen, patriot, veteran, taxpayer and voter
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George W.'s War Jul 1, 2008 11:01 am
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B]George W.'s War

No one likes war. War is a horrific affair, bloody and expensive. Sending
our men and women into battle to perhaps die or be maimed is an
unconscionable thought.

Yet some wars need to be waged, and someone needs to lead. The citizenry
and Congress are often ambivalent or largely opposed to any given war. It's up
to our leader to convince them. That's why we call the leader "Commander
in Chief."

George W.'s war was no different. There was lots of resistance to it. Many
in Congress were vehemently against the idea. The Commander in Chief had
to lobby for legislative approval.

Along with supporters, George W. used the force of his convictions, the
power of his title and every ounce of moral suasion he could muster to
rally support. He had to assure Congress and the public that the war was morally
justified, winnable and affordable. Congress eventually came around and
voted overwhelmingly to wage war.

George W. then lobbied foreign governments for support. But in the end,
only one European nation helped us. The rest of the world sat on its hands and
watched.

After a few quick victories, things started to go bad. There were many
dark days when all the news was discouraging. Casualties began to mount. It
became obvious that our forces were too small. Congress began to drag its
feet about funding the effort.

Many who had voted to support the war just a few years earlier were
beginning to speak against it and accuse the Commander in Chief of
misleading them. Many critics began to call him incompetent, an idiot and
even a liar. Journalists joined the negative chorus with a vengeance.

As the war entered its fourth year, the public began to grow weary of the
conflict and the casualties. George W.'s popularity plummeted. Yet through
it all, he stood firm, supporting the troops and endorsing the struggle.

Without his unwavering support, the war would have surely ended, then and
there, in overwhelming and total defeat.

At this darkest of times, he began to make some changes. More troops were
added and trained. Some advisers were shuffled, and new generals installed.

Then, unexpectedly and gradually, things began to improve. Now it was the
enemy that appeared to be growing weary of the lengthy conflict and losing
support. Victories began to come, and hope returned.

Many critics in Congress and the press said the improvements were just
George W.'s good luck. The progress, they said, would be temporary. He
knew, however, that in warfare good fortune counts.

Then, in the unlikeliest of circumstances and perhaps the most historic
example of military luck, the enemy blundered and was resoundingly
defeated.

After six long years of war, the Commander in Chief basked in a most
hard-fought victory.

So on that historic day, Oct. 19, 1781, in a place called Yorktown , a
satisfied George Washington sat upon his beautiful white horse and
accepted the surrender of Lord Cornwallis, effectively ending the Revolutionary
War.


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