Before this, Americans, Moroccans, Kenyans, Australians, Indonesians, Spanish, Iraqis, and Turks have died at the enemy's hands. Jews, of course, have been killed. If you are a whackjob Islamist and you can't kill Jews, what's the point of being a whackjob Islamist, eh? But even Saudis have been killed for being insufficiently whacko Islamic. Go figure.
And now British victims lie in the hundreds to be mourned or tended to:
Four blasts tore through packed London underground trains and a bus on Thursday, killing at least 37 people in the British capital's deadliest peacetime attack that disrupted a summit of world leaders.
Police said the four explosions -- within an hour of each other during the morning rush hour -- also wounded about 700 people. French Interior Minister Nicolas Sarkozy later quoted Britain's government as saying 50 people had been killed.
It doesn't matter to our enemies who they kill. Just that they kill those who do not fully share their sick vision of Islam.
I don't want to understand them. I don't want to appreciate their many grievances--from the loss of Spain to the wanton display of Britney Spear's navel. I don't want to respect them or their sick objectives. I don't want any weepy "we are all Britons, now" sentiments. Le Monde's declaration wasn't really a statement that Europeans were all Americans. If that was true, they'd have joined us enthusiastically in exterminating the diseased movement that dreams of getting nuclear weapons to kill us on an industrial scale. No, Le Monde hoped that after 9-11 Americans would become like them--that we were all Europeans, now. With a sophisticated shrug that knows that Old Europe has neither the will nor the resources to fight back, the Europeans would have moved on to the next item on the agenda to negotiate trade deals with whatever whackjob ruler with cash was in town.
The bastards who killed and wounded so many in this brutal London attack on innocents must be hunted down and killed. We must kill them, and kill more, and keep killing them until those that are left are too dispirited to do anything else but go home with their souls crushed knowing that the caliphate will not be reborn by their deeds.
I wrote in Kill the Dots that nobody is safe from the crazed killers we face:
We indeed have traveled a long way since 9-11. Too many people are back to 9-10. They hate us, people. All of us. Not just the current administration. Not just the Red State citizens. Owning a bongo and tie-dyed shirts won't save you. Nor will spouting sympathy for their cause. We're all targets and they'll dance over our graves if we let them.
Stop debating to the point of paralysis over what dots should have been connected and what dots existed. The dots keep killing us in the most gruesome manner they can come up with. Just kill the freaking dots! We are at war and we must win.
Churchill spoke in Britain's darkest hour of World War II when the British looked like they would be alone in the fight against fascism. It was a speech of defiance:
We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender[.]
The enemy this time has made it to the streets of London. We need to make the enemy fight in their streets, and their hills. We already have the strength to do so. All we need is the clear-headed will to fight and kill the enemy so that one day we won't need armed guards and dogs at our airports, subways, and train stations. So we won't have to hose human flesh from our streets.
Come on Europe, can we all finally be Americans? I just don't understand how people can fail to still be furious at the Islamofascists who stalk and murder us. I don't understand how people can fail to see we are at war with an enemy who we must kill--or who will kill us if we fail.
