Polimom’s troubled.
Since last Thursday (when the British foiled the plot to blow up planes bound for the US), there’s been a dramatic increase in terror-related incidents… and all of them have somehow linked to people of Middle Eastern origin in one form or another.
There was the woman on United #923 (she had a friend in Pakistan and she’d visited her), who clearly was up to no good. No doubt the ammonia from her urine (jeepers! IN THE AISLE?) was the true threat. (In all fairness, this person seems to have been acting quite bizarrely.)
Then there was that fearsome woman at the Tri-State Airport in Huntington, WV. There she was, a pregnant woman (reportedly wearing a headscarf), of Pakistani origin (American, but… well…of course they’re all terrorists…). Her bottle of water and facial cleanser evidently excited the swabber and the sniffers, and although it turned out that there were no actual explosives, she certainly was suspicious for a while… and I’m still not sure she was really pregnant. Did anybody check????
Lucky thing our technology is so sensitive! And speaking of sensitive technology… those sniffer dogs are great, yes? The Port of Seattle (and anyone within a half-mile radius) are no doubt grateful to have had the opportunity to panic practice their evacuation plans while those containers of rags and textiles — evidently originating in PAKISTAN again — were carefully examined.
Meanwhile, we’ve had a real rash of dangerous cellphone incidents, all of which were being hatched by…. (wait for it….) men of Middle Eastern descent!
It’s a real shame that those didn’t pan out. They seemed like such good odds, didn’t they?
*Ahem*
Polimom positively agrees that we have a problem; cell phones and certain fluids do have the potential to be used in terrorist attacks. Unfortunately, so does everything else, and our current approach seems to be causing more damage than is necessary as a result.
Let’s just streamline this a bit, shall we?
Wouldn’t it be much simpler, (and far more cost effective) if we just go ahead and set up those Internment Camps now, rather than suffering through this slowwwwwww warm-up phase? Anybody who’s been in direct contact with the Axis of Evil (or Allah) could simply be sent (on their own planes with their own pilots) to designated holding spots, and security could then be set up on the perimeter. Much easier to monitor that way, as I’m sure you agree.
Unfortunately, this group could potentially include Polimom, depending upon how far back they go, since several of my instructors at the Army’s Defense Language Institute were Iraqi, and I traveled through Syria on an archaeological history tour in the early 80s. Hopefully, I can bring my laptop, though, and blog — at least until everyone blows themselves up.
Yes, it’ll be inconvenient, but we’ll just have to bite the bullet and do what’s right necessary, because things really do seem to be getting out of control; at this rate we’ll soon be gibbering and drooling like idiots from our overstimulated adrenal glands. The demands on our nation’s Mental Health system are absolutely not up to this level of reaction. America simply can’t afford all this… not to mention the expense of shuting down major ports, launching fighter jets, and investigating tourists possible cell phone plotters.
There’s been a lot of talk recently about profiling. Specifically, that we should be targeting Muslim men between the ages of 17 and 40 — but Polimom thinks we should probably just go ahead and call a spade a spade: everything and everybody associated with both Islam and the Middle East is too big a risk.
I realize, of course, that this would only solve part of the problem. We’ll have to refuse all ships that called at ports in countries with an Islamic population (and probably any countries who are still foolish enough to trade with them).
Eventually, though, it’ll all sort itself out, and America will be able to step right back up to the forefront — the very model of liberty.
No worries…
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(giggle) After the Enormous Robitussin Scare, I’m pretty sure you’re on the no-fly list, so you may as well start packing for ‘camp.’ As for laptops & blog in yer tent, no way. The whining near-terrorists in the camp would undoubtedly use such items to ungratefully complain about the generous provision of one free bottle of water and a cot (for a small additional Terrorist Sleeper-Cell Tax or free if you confess to being part of such a cell) in addition to the tent over your head EVERY DAY!
As for me, I’m safe…. except for that time I was flying cross-country and forgot I had a Leatherman in my carry-on bag. Doh! Maybe we can share a tent.
A lovely nod to Swift! Three cheers!
“No doubt the ammonia from her urine (jeepers! IN THE AISLE?)”
Reminds me of a story my dad once told me. When he was working for Big Oil, he was in a meeting with the ‘wigs, who fed everyone lots of coffee and then locked the doors until they got their way … err, until a consensus was reached. Well, my dad held out as long as he could, and when it was apparent they weren’t getting the subtle hints (just how does one not understand “I’ve got to go to the bathroom”?), he proceeded to stand up, and announce: “I have to go. Either it is on the Company’s time, or on the Company’s conference table. Your choice.” Then he reached for his zipper. The meeting chair called for an immediate break.
Many, many years later, I was faced with a similar situation – believe me, this works!
~EdT.