.....And, keep on dumping......
Are you finished? Good! Here's my response: Boo frigging hoo!
Ah, yes.....that good ol'
compassionate-conservative response....to those too-weak to fight-back.
Let me spell it out for you, genius. These guys are guilty of piracy, kidnapping, and wanton murder. You can call them whatever you want, you can make whatever excuses for them you want; doesn't change what they are or what they do. These are bad guys and criminals! Yeah, yeah, I know; they're just poor innocent peasants, right; poor little third-world "freedom fighters", just like the Taliban, Al-Qeada, and the Viet Cong, right? They're tough enough to take on unarmed, innocent civilians, no? Well, then by God, let's see how they do being on the other end of the big stick! Get clear on this one, bleeding heart, I know their sorry species, and you don't stop them by patting them on the head, giving them food, and sitting around the campfire with them singing Kum-By-Yah, or any other such nonsense. You stop them, by stepping on them like the worthless, murdering cockroaches they are, and killing them. Weak, strong, tall, small, kill them all. I should care whether the enemy is weaker than me? I should "give him a chance"? Shows how much you know about fighting. When the shooting stops, I want myself and my men alive, intact, and standing. How many dead bad guys have to be stacked in front of my position to achieve that end, is a matter of complete indifference to me. So is whether it was "fair" or not.
I went to Vietnam to kill Charlie Cong. As you can see to your dismay, I am still alive. You know why, bleeding heart- because I sent a lot of them to hell, that's why! THAT is one aspect of my tour I have not lost one second's sleep over; if anything I wish I had killed more of the dirty, murdering, torturing commie rats. As it was, I came home, and had the "compassion" of people like you spread all over me-in spit and curses; seems they had a problem with "enemy identification". Now guess how much I value the opinions of over-educated, whining little apologists for third world shitbirds.
My outlook is very simple; if it gets in the way of my country's interests, and it carries a weapon, I want it dead. If it murders my unarmed fellow Americans, I want it dead. I do not care what it thinks, how it thinks, or even if it thinks. Thankfully, I am not alone; despite the best efforts of people like you to turn America into a nation of frightened, impotent, spineless, no-can-do wimps, there are still enough real men left to protect you bleating sheep from the depredations of those who want YOU dead, your bleeding heart "compassion" notwithstanding.