The world is falling apart. The lines between right and wrong seem blurred, indistinct. Paris has been rocked on her heels by a terror attack, but she’s coming up fighting. And here in the US…our “Commander-in-Chief” wants us to take in refugees without question. Well, no sir! I DO question! I have the right to demand my government take steps to keep my child, my family and friends, safe from madmen. I look at the pictures of refugee camps in places like Germany and Greece…. since when are groups of men in their 20s and 30s ‘refugees’? I am not talking about men with wives, children, and elderly parents in tow; I am talking single men, banded together. Shouldn’t they be home, getting off their asses and doing something to save their own countries? Are they all cowards?
And those of you who do not believe fighting is the best answer; that we should not bomb the hell out of known terrorist strongholds because of collateral damage…we can build no walls high enough or strong enough to contain those monsters. We cannot change their ideology; it appears to be ingrained. And they export it world-wide, targeting those who feel society somehow owes them something, just because they draw breath.
Am I a warhawk? Maybe. Better a battered hawk than a dead dove. A live hawk, no matter how battered, can still take steps to protect those they love. The dead dove can do nothing.