Could Not Be Said Better

Written by a housewife from New Jersey and sounds like it! This is one pissed off lady.

"Are
we fighting a war on terror or aren’t we? Was it or was it not started
by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001?

Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan, across the Potomac from our nation’s capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn’t they?

And
I’m supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was "desecrated" when an
overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?…Well, I don’t. I
don’t care at all.

I’ll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11.

I’ll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere possession of which is a crime in Saudi Arabia.

I’ll
care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for hacking off
Nick Berg’s head while Berg screamed through his gurgling slashed
throat.

I’ll care when the cowardly so-called "insurgents" in Iraq come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting their own religion by hiding in mosques.

I’ll
care when the mindless zealots who blow themselves up in search of
nirvana care about the innocent children within range of their suicide
bombs.

I’ll
care when the American media stops pretending that their First
Amendment liberties are somehow derived from international law instead
of the
United States Constitution’s Bill of Rights.

In
the meantime, when I hear a story about a brave marine roughing up an
Iraqi terrorist to obtain information, know this: I don’t care.

When
I see a fuzzy photo of a pile of naked Iraqi prisoners who have been
humiliated in what amounts to a college-hazing incident, rest assured:
I don’t care.

When
I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is told not to
move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank: I
don’t care.

When
I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and
fed "special" food that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining
that his holy book is being "mishandled," you can absolutely believe in
your heart of hearts: I don’t care.

And
oh, by the way, I’ve noticed that sometimes it’s spelled "Koran" and
other times "Quran." Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and -you guessed it! I
don’t fucking care ! ! ! ! !

If
you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your e-mail friends.
Sooner or later, it’ll get to the people responsible for this
ridiculous behavior!

If
you don’t agree, then by all means hit the delete button. Should you
choose the latter, then please don’t complain when more atrocities
committed by Muslims happen here in our great country! And may I add:

In case we find ourselves starting to believe all the anti-American sentiment and negativity, we should remember England‘s
Prime Minister Tony Blair’s words during a recent interview. When asked
by one of his Parliament members why he believes so much in
America, he said:

"A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in… And how many want out."

Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you:

1. Jesus Christ

2. The American G. I.

One died for your soul, the other for your freedom.

YOU MIGHT WANT TO PASS THIS ON, AS MANY SEEM TO FORGET BOTH OF THEM. AMEN!

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LOVERS TO STRANGERS – HOW DID WE LOSE OUR WAY???

LOVERS TO STRANGERS – HOW DID WE LOSE OUR WAY???
"If these walls could talk….how can people lose their way and end up living separate lives. Once, so in love! Were we ever really there for each other."

HAVE A LITTLE PATIENCE, I’M STILL HURTING FROM A LOVE I LOST
"I need time…my heart is still numb has no feeling, so while i’m still healing …just try and have a little patience today…"

BELIVE ME I’M TRYING TO MOVE ON
"The scars run so deep, its been hard but i have to believe, have a little patience, because i just need time"

HOLD ME CLOSE IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT
"Don’t be too hard on my emotions tonight…be my salvation, my strength, my truth, my understanding…the salve upon my wounded heart".

They could be lyrics to a song, words in a poem, or perhaps reality for many.
but still, something to think about…

I AM CANADIAN – The new Canadian rant

I AM CANADIAN

The New Canadian Rant

My name is Norm and I AM CANADIAN

I am a minority in Vancouver, Toronto and every casino in this country.

I was born in 1958, yet I am responsible for some FIRST NATIONS PEOPLE
BEING SCREWED OUT OF THEIR LAND in the 1700’s.

I pay import tax on cars made in Ontario.

I am allowed to skydive and smoke, but not allowed to drive without a
seat belt.

All the money I make until mid July must go to paying taxes.

I live and work among people who believe Americans are ignorant. These
same people cannot name this country’s new territory.

Although I am sometimes forced to live on Kraft dinner and don’t have a
pot to piss in, I sleep well knowing that my taxes helped purchase a
nice six figure home in Vancouver for some unskilled refugee.

Although they are unpatriotic and constantly try to separate, Quebec
Still provides my nation’s prime ministers.

95% of my nation’s international conflicts are over fish.

I’m supposed to call black people African Canadians, although I’m sure
none of them have ever been to Africa, or east of Halifax for that
matter.

I believe that paying a 200% tax on alcohol is fair.

I believe that the same tax on gasoline is also fair.

Even if I have no idea what happened to that old rifle my grandfather
gave me when I was 14, I will be considered a criminal if I don’t
register it.

I believe spending $15 billion to promote the French language in the
rest of Canada is fair when the province of Quebec doesn’t support or
recognize the English language.

I believe that paying $30 million for 3 Stripes ("The Voice of Fire
painting in Ottawa) by the National Art Gallery was a good purchase,
Even though 99% of this country didn’t want it or will ever see it.

When I look at my pay stub and realize that I take home a third of
what
I actually make, I say "Oh well, at least we have better health care
than the Americans."

I must bail out farmers when their crops are too wet or too dry because
I control the rain.

My national anthem has versions in both official languages and I don’t
know either of them.

Canada is the highest taxed nation in North America, the biggest
Military buffer for the United States, and the number one destination
for fleeing terrorists.

I am not an angry white male. I am an angry taxpayer who is fucking
broke.

My name is Norm, and I am Canadian.