Rosie, you ignorant slut
Yes, the lumberyard has a right wing soapbox, and I'm once again climbling aboard.
I didn't see the whole thing, but I've seen portions of the little tiff on The View between Rosie O'Donnell and Elizabeth Hasslebeck. From the piece I saw, I came away with...Rosie is a rude, shortsighted, ignorant bitch. The fact that some may find her unattractive or question her sexual orientation has nothing to do with it. The fact that I completely disagree with her shouldn't, but probably does. I realize this puts me in the same camp as Donald trump, but I can't help that. It is what it is. I can still point to the distinction that I don't cover my follically challenged head with a bad toupee (or is that really his hair).
Iraq - it really is this simple.
Before this war, we were faced with a despot who made it impossible to confirm or deny the presence of weapons of mass destruction in his country. He played a shell game with international inspectors and would let them do their job, or not, on a whim, which was to ensure there were no such weapons in Iraq. Whether he had those weapons or not, he wanted us to think he did and could successfully hide them from us, and even if he didn't, everyone knew he coveted them, and in time would have them. He was successful enough in making us believe he had them that everyone was of the opinion that he did, and something had to be done sooner than later. What that something was, was a matter of debate. Judging from the past, he also had no qualms about using them...see the Kurds in his own country. He also backed Islamic militants, paying the families of suicide bombers to reward them for their sacrifice.
So we had a choice. We could sit on our hands and do nothing because, as the rude shortsighted bitch so eloquently announced, Iraq hadn't attacked us. (Apparently people only become our enemies after they plow planes into a few of our skyscrapers and kill a lot more Americans than this entire war has. I suppose Pearl Harbor taught us nothing either.) We could do nothing, or negotiate, or play with cigars and stain dresses, as we had for the entire 8 (Clinton) years prior and be in the same place we were..the psychological hostages of a tyrant. Then we could be shocked when the mushroom cloud appeared over Los Angeles, and/or Chicago, and/or New York. Then Rosie could play the other side of the same argument, asking why we didn't see this coming and somehow prevent it. Where was our intelligence? Didn't we see Saddam building nukes and handing them to Mustaf Herod Upyor Pupr? Why didn't we stop this train of events years ago when we could have? Think I'm wrong? See 9/11.
Or we could do what we did, which was to try and stop all that before it happens. Yes, that means going there and fighting. Yes, that's a real hard thing to do. Yes it takes a commitment to do more than we thought we might have to do to reach the end. Yes, Dubya gets annoyingly smug about it all. No, we don't get to make the rules about how the war is fought, or who gets involved. We deal with what's thrown at us. War gets messy that way. Yes, we made a bunch of mistakes in the process that hindsight is so good at magnifying. No, that doesn't mean we throw up our hands and give up. Yes it costs...lives. Yes it costs...budget dollars which we'd like to use elsewhere.
Contrary to popular belief, the best things in life are not free, but then again, the best things in life aren't things, either.
I didn't see the whole thing, but I've seen portions of the little tiff on The View between Rosie O'Donnell and Elizabeth Hasslebeck. From the piece I saw, I came away with...Rosie is a rude, shortsighted, ignorant bitch. The fact that some may find her unattractive or question her sexual orientation has nothing to do with it. The fact that I completely disagree with her shouldn't, but probably does. I realize this puts me in the same camp as Donald trump, but I can't help that. It is what it is. I can still point to the distinction that I don't cover my follically challenged head with a bad toupee (or is that really his hair).
Iraq - it really is this simple.
Before this war, we were faced with a despot who made it impossible to confirm or deny the presence of weapons of mass destruction in his country. He played a shell game with international inspectors and would let them do their job, or not, on a whim, which was to ensure there were no such weapons in Iraq. Whether he had those weapons or not, he wanted us to think he did and could successfully hide them from us, and even if he didn't, everyone knew he coveted them, and in time would have them. He was successful enough in making us believe he had them that everyone was of the opinion that he did, and something had to be done sooner than later. What that something was, was a matter of debate. Judging from the past, he also had no qualms about using them...see the Kurds in his own country. He also backed Islamic militants, paying the families of suicide bombers to reward them for their sacrifice.
So we had a choice. We could sit on our hands and do nothing because, as the rude shortsighted bitch so eloquently announced, Iraq hadn't attacked us. (Apparently people only become our enemies after they plow planes into a few of our skyscrapers and kill a lot more Americans than this entire war has. I suppose Pearl Harbor taught us nothing either.) We could do nothing, or negotiate, or play with cigars and stain dresses, as we had for the entire 8 (Clinton) years prior and be in the same place we were..the psychological hostages of a tyrant. Then we could be shocked when the mushroom cloud appeared over Los Angeles, and/or Chicago, and/or New York. Then Rosie could play the other side of the same argument, asking why we didn't see this coming and somehow prevent it. Where was our intelligence? Didn't we see Saddam building nukes and handing them to Mustaf Herod Upyor Pupr? Why didn't we stop this train of events years ago when we could have? Think I'm wrong? See 9/11.
Or we could do what we did, which was to try and stop all that before it happens. Yes, that means going there and fighting. Yes, that's a real hard thing to do. Yes it takes a commitment to do more than we thought we might have to do to reach the end. Yes, Dubya gets annoyingly smug about it all. No, we don't get to make the rules about how the war is fought, or who gets involved. We deal with what's thrown at us. War gets messy that way. Yes, we made a bunch of mistakes in the process that hindsight is so good at magnifying. No, that doesn't mean we throw up our hands and give up. Yes it costs...lives. Yes it costs...budget dollars which we'd like to use elsewhere.
Contrary to popular belief, the best things in life are not free, but then again, the best things in life aren't things, either.
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