DURST: The Good Guys
Here's the deal. We're way too nice. People love to lose wars to us. We got snotty little countries lined up like we're handing out free gold filled jelly donuts begging for the chance to goad us into kicking their butts. See, we're the good guys. Which means more than our fair share of liberal weenies staying up way past their bedtime just to make sure we win humanely. And then afterwards we start feeling guilty. "Oh poor baby, did we bomb the poop out of you? Well here's some food and clothing and money to rebuild your factories. Now go play nice with the other despots. And no more ethnic cleansing!" What do you want to bet in forty years we'll all be driving Serbian made automobiles. Although, I have the feeling they won't be called Yugos. And after the war with Serbia is over, the LED numbers will click over and it'll be somebody else's turn to pop off to us on an international stage and we'll have to put our ass kicking boots back on and graphically demonstrate the business end of our size 10 EEE's. We got to start setting an example to discourage these punks. Like the Huns and Visigoths, the next time we take somebody out, we have to be cruel and unusual. No more of this Happy Valley winneI want to see heads on pikes. I'm talking looting, pillaging and making them work for the phone company. Okay, that might be going too far, but like that.Being from Wisconsin, Will Durst has seen pike heads but never heads on pikes.