There was a good editorial in Friday's Dallas Morning News on the administration's latest foray into politically correct self-parody: namely, what to call the, y'know, er, the thing over there, um, like in Iraq and Afghanistan (i.e., the enterprise formerly known as "The War on Terror.")
The W-word is apparently out. Wouldn't want to refer to a war as a "war." After all, according to the head of the Joint Chiefs, Gen. Richard Myers, "if you call it a war, then you think of people in uniform as being the solution." He is referring, of course, to people in military uniforms. Soldiers killing jihadists before they can blow up another U.S. embassy, or navy destroyer, or skyscraper. Surely you can see why that would not be a solution.
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Great article!
I agree whole heartedly!
It is a war, not some politically correct euphemism that doesn't even come close to describing the "war on terror".
There is no way in hell that I will call it anything else other than the "war on Islamist extremism". I might call it that instead of the "war on terror".
Enjoy the article.
Here's another I thought you might enjoy!
J. D. Pendry
"The image of Jane Fonda, Barbarella, Henry Fonda's daughter...sitting on an enemy aircraft gun was a betrayal...the largest lapse of judgment that I can even imagine," – Jane Fonda on 60 Minutes April 3, 2005
In the United States in August of 1972 if you flipped on the AM radio, which in those days still played popular music, you'd likely hear Gilbert O'Sullivan singing Alone Again (Naturally), the Three Dog Night singing Black and White or Mac Davis’ Baby Don’t Get Hooked on Me.
A 19-year-old soldier lucky enough to have down time from patrolling the jungle, sitting in his sandbag reinforced hooch way inside the concertina wire somewhere in South Vietnam, might have heard this coming from Radio Hanoi. “This is Jane Fonda, during my two week trip to Vietnam…” While sipping hot beer and longing for the day when he boarded the freedom bird, he was blessed with the voice of a cultural elitist. A privileged, rich, American glorifying his enemy while characterizing him as a murderer. Never mind that he knew what the Viet Cong were capable of doing and often did to the people of a village that might befriend Americans. ….” read Vietnamese history, particularly their poetry, and particularly the poetry written by Ho Chi Minh.”
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