So, this is the twelfth anniversary of the day on which a bunch of adherents of the alleged Religion of Peace decided to show their affection for their fellow man by flying several airplanes into some buildings. Since then, despite wars and rumors of wars in several countries, sometimes it seems like we spend more time and effort reassuring each other that not all members of the alleged Religion of Peace are filthy savage murdering misogynistic goat humpers with aspirations of genocide, conveniently ignoring that all too few of them seem to be motivated to prove otherwise.
I say this with the utmost respect for those who do.
Honestly, while I could easily post a tribute to those who died on 9/11, or defending our way of life since, maybe embed some Toby Keith or Stuck Mojo, I'd just as soon reflect on the fact that it's my wife's birthday.
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Happy Belated Birthday! My wife's birthday was co-opted by the damn Greenweenies and turned into the most meaningless of pseudo-holiday/events: "Earth Day."
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