For a day the United States of America was united. And what a helluva day it was! Finally, after ten years, Osama bin Laden is dead! And we celebrated with chants of "USA, USA, USA" and "Hell yeah!" and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The rat had been exterminated. The garbage had been taken out. Osama bin Laden is now a shark snack and was crapped out on the bottom of the ocean even as he took a quick trip to Hell in a hand basket! Can I get a "Hell Yeah!"?
And it lasted for a day. Less than a day. One guy got the boot on my Twitter because he couldn't shut his freaking mouth. Libtard! Shut up! Let us celebrate for a minute before you bring up Bush! You can say what you want...tomorrow. Today, for just a moment, celebrate as one.
But, whatever. I'm not an Obama supporter and think he is doing a damned fine job of destroying our economy. But I'll give him props. He signed the order like any decent President would do and he took the credit even as he would have taken the heat if the military had failed to complete the mission. That's what Presidents do. Bush did it. Clinton did it. Bush Sr. did it. Reagan...yeah, you can go backwards through the ages just like I can. Carter took the heat for the order he signed and I'm not a fan of him either, but he took the heat for the failure with that abysmal failure of a mission to rescue the hostages in Iran. Like a good President.
But let's move on. Obama is President and he signed the order to take bin Laden. Bush signed the order to take Saddam, Afghanistan and Iraq (all of which I agree with) and Clinton didn't sign to the order to take bin Laden when he had the chance. I only point that out because all of those decisions did and will have consequences. What if Clinton had signed the order? I can only shrug at that. He didn't. He didn't avenge the attack on the USS Cole either. What if he had? I shrug. I shrug because I don't know those answers. The World Trade Centers are on the ground now but we are rebuilding them. That may have happened anyways.
But at the end of the day, Osama bin Laden is DEAD! That is never going to get old. EVER! I'll say it again. OSAMA BIN LADEN IS DEAD! Feels good, doesn't it?
And so I celebrate another victory and I don't really care who the cat is in office right now, Obama, Bush or Tweedle-f-ing-Dee!
So, for a brief time, we've put another victory under our belt, a feather in our cap and it was done on the backs of the men and women who do it each and every time. Our Military. Our professionals. Our protectors. I take pride that it was my military brethren that went and got him and not kidney failure. In this case, it is reported that it was Seal Team Six. It could have been Delta Force, my army brethren instead of my extended family, the Navy. I'm an Army Vet. I was almost a Navy vet but never looked that closely at them. The fact is, I've been where they are. The President says it. We did it. He took the credit or the heat for it. Everyone said thank you and went on about their business.
For for a very brief, shining moment, we stood together as a country and we celebrated and we remembered and we laughed and we cried. Celebrated the death of the most evil rat bastard on the planet. Remembered those who died on 9/11 and were the victims of a madman. Laughed out of joy and relief that finally we closed a chapter on said Rat Bastard. And we cried for those that have gone before us as well as that same relief, even disbelief, that a part of our journey was over.
And for a moment, we felt great again and our country had risen from the ashes of a very long and tiring war that had taken something from us, taken a little piece of our heart and chewed it up and spit it out.
And now we move on. Back to business as usual. But for a shining moment, we were one.
God bless our troops and our President, for good or ill. I am a fan of them and not of him, but for just a moment, I was proud.
And I held my head high again. As an American.
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