It's shocking even to myself to be confessing this, but the truth is I actually have found myself cheering for the moslem vermin to destroy the People's Republic of France. It's like I get this guilty pleasure of "I told you so" washing over me every time I see updates about violence spreading, cars and buildings burning everywhere, moslem clerics assuming power and giving the orders while Chirac and his government of appeasement feebly sits back trembling with fear.
I have this evil inclination to walk up to every liberal I can find and just burst out laughing in their face. Pointing my finger in their chest and asking them how they feel now that the precious "religion of peace" they've been apologizing for all this time is now destroying their favorite socialist nation.
I want to go to France and buy a Molotov cocktail for some filthy moslem on the street. Hell, I'll even buy his friends a round to toss at their favorite French building or vehicle.
I want to walk into the Supreme Court and ask the liberals on the bench, who sited French law rather than our constitution in ruling on cases like the death penalty, if they like that utopian model still today. The one that is burning to the ground because of the passive, meek, restricted law enforcement they pompously advocate for us in America.
I want to get in Howard Dean's face and demand to know how he and his progressive partners feel now that their socialist center for diversity and multiculturalism is on fire. Being burned to rubble because the leftist government is crippled with weakness and overrun by political correctness.
Am I being bad to think this way? Yeah, maybe. But sometimes being bad feels soooo good.
-MZ
I have this evil inclination to walk up to every liberal I can find and just burst out laughing in their face. Pointing my finger in their chest and asking them how they feel now that the precious "religion of peace" they've been apologizing for all this time is now destroying their favorite socialist nation.
I want to go to France and buy a Molotov cocktail for some filthy moslem on the street. Hell, I'll even buy his friends a round to toss at their favorite French building or vehicle.
I want to walk into the Supreme Court and ask the liberals on the bench, who sited French law rather than our constitution in ruling on cases like the death penalty, if they like that utopian model still today. The one that is burning to the ground because of the passive, meek, restricted law enforcement they pompously advocate for us in America.
I want to get in Howard Dean's face and demand to know how he and his progressive partners feel now that their socialist center for diversity and multiculturalism is on fire. Being burned to rubble because the leftist government is crippled with weakness and overrun by political correctness.
Am I being bad to think this way? Yeah, maybe. But sometimes being bad feels soooo good.
-MZ



