and more from the bleeding hearts
Consider your country, Americans: a nation that commits political assassinations to get a better hand from a deck of playing cards. No matter how despicable these brothers were, think of what you become if you rejoice at their deaths. And what the detestable leadership of our country has become, to conduct regime change by smart bomb, with no scruples, and with lie after lie to have their way, the ends justifying the means, with no hesitation about the cost to our souls.
My soul is much lighter today, thank you, knowing that two evil bastards are no longer breathing. I rejoice because they have killed hundreds - maybe thousands - before they were snuffed out themselves. I would worry about the souls of those who are upset that the two bloodthirsty brothers are dead.
What have I become? I'll tell you. I've become tired of people who think we should treat our enemies as friends. I've become tired of the moaning from the left that we are not humane in our efforts to root out terrorism and tyranny. I've become a a cheerleader for death and I have no problem admitting that, because I cheer for the death of people who do not care about the lives of others, people who perform horrid tasks upon other human beings. I am tired of the people who defend those tyrants, and, mostly I am tired of people complaining that this country and its leaders are so depraved and horrible, and give no consideration to the people who are living in countries far much worse off than this one, and try to stop us from giving those people a better life.
That's what I've become and that's why I am not the least bit worried about the state of my soul when I smile with glee at the news of the death of those subhumans.