Anybody not smell the swastikas yet?

Thanks to Shevchyk yet again for the following, which I'm reposting for those of you too lazy to read the comments.

http://www.amconmag.com/2005_02_14/article.html

You have to read this essay. It's the GODDAMN AMERICAN CONSERVATIVE, for Christ's sake.

It just goes to show that I've been tell the fucking truth all along: that this is not a liberal issue.

Shit, I'm not a liberal. I'm an American.

Every goddamn public school and courthouse that wants to enshrine the Ten Commandments should erect, instead, stone tablets engraved with a vastly more important document: the Bill of Rights.

The Declaration of Independence is a more important statement of human aspiration than the Sermon on the Mount.

And the Bushitters are killing them. Both.

Funny thing is, this is a running theme of my fiction, too. It's that blind god thing. The hunger for easy answers. "They're EEeevil and Must Be Destroyed!" The need to belong. The willingness to be lied to, as long as we like the lies . . .

The simple need to be told what to think.

Try the following on for size, the true story of three innocent British citizens imprisoned at Guantanamo Bay, without trial or legal recourse of any kind, for nearly two years.

http://www.nytimes.com/2005/02/07/opinion/7herbert.html

Wake up and smell the swastikas, indeed.