"....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 care.
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 Abu Musab al-Zarqawi tells the world he is 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.
