The UCMJ works. The Uniform Code of Mujahideen Justice Doesn’t Exist.

Remember Fallujah? The people screaming the loudest about urinating Marines don't. The Uniform Code of Military Justice has worked for over half a century. The Taliban operate outside the rule of law. Case closed.

The world collectively yawned when Momar Gaddafi was sodomized with a crude instrument in his last bloody moments. Egypt’s Hussein Tantawi has a military whose first major objective after the fall of Hosni Mubarak was to strip down female protestors, drag them by the hair, and stomp on their chests. North Korea runs modern-day gulags, and it’s somehow fodder for late night comics. By and large American liberals are tight lipped about the barbaric nature of the enemies we face around the globe, so it’s rather peculiar that the video apparently depicting U.S. Marines urinating on dead Taliban has got them talking.

The Council on American-Islamic Relations has put out a statement calling for those found guilty to have the book thrown at them:

“We trust that this disturbing incident will be promptly investigated in a transparent manner and that appropriate actions will be taken based on the results of that investigation. Any guilty parties must be punished to the full extent allowed by the Uniform Code of Military Justice and by relevant American laws.”

Missing from CAIR’s website is a condemnation of the tactics used by the Taliban, or the call for their members to be tried by an Islamic equivalent of the Uniform Code of Military Justice. The fact remains: The Uniformed Code of Mujahideen Justice doesn’t exist. In 2004, a judicial system also wasn’t set up by al-Qaeda in Iraq when they charred American civilians in Fallujah, hung them from a bridge, and danced around their desecrated remains.

Also missing from the current debate are calls for Secretary of Leon Panetta to step down, as was the demand de rigueur for Donald Rumsfeld when details surrounding Abu Ghraib came to light. Those looking for intellectual consistency from the left will not find it, but the broader point is not missed by fair-minded folks: the Uniform Code of Military Justice works. When American troops lose their military manner they are held accountable for their actions. Liberalism’s self-flagellation brigades don’t understand that, but most Americans do.

Lynndie England and those responsible for Abu Ghraib were court-martialed and convicted. For every rare instance where an Army Specialist violates the UCMJ, there are countless others who never deviate from the Seven Army Values: Loyalty, Duty, Respect, Selfless Service, Honor, Integrity, and Personal Courage. For the outlier Marines that falter, there are battalions defined by the Marine Corps Values of Honor, Courage, and Commitment.

American soldiers deployed overseas are facing an enemy that uses women and children as shields, hide in hospitals and mosques, and don’t wear a standard uniform. Terrorists take advantage of Rules of Engagement crafted more for scoring points with the United Nations cocktail circuit than winning a war and securing the peace. Then, the politically correct chattering class wrings its hands over the blow back they’re largely responsible for.

The last thing the Pentagon wants is this generation’s John Kerry testifying before Congress that American war fighters are “reminiscent of Genghis Khan.” The top brass will see to it that Uniform Code of Military Justice does its job, as it has for over half a century. Liberals attempt to put the entire military on trial in the court of public opinion every time they see an opening. Once again, it’s up to conservatives to provide the proper defense.

American Sniper: Chris Kyle, Guardian Angel who doesn’t know it.

American Sniper’s Chris Kyle keeps returning to the idea of a guardian angel watching over him without ever acknowledging the extent to which he is one.

I gave American Sniper an abridged review upon its release, but it’s a book that deserves an extended version. Chris Kyle may be “the most lethal sniper in U.S. history, ” but he’s much more than that. Throughout the book, Kyle wrestles with the many roles he must play (i.e., husband, father, soldier) and the responsibilities he must balance with God, Family, and Country. We ask our soldiers to be killing machines, but then expect their humanity to remain unscathed. We order them to extinguish pure evil, but then give them Rules of Engagement better suited for a cricket match. If for no other reason, civilians should read this book just for a glimpse into the psychological ringer we put our war fighters through without ever giving it a second thought.

One of the other topics that comes up repeatedly throughout American Sniper is the idea of a guardian angel. Chris postulates that there must have been one looking over him on multiple occasions (as does his friend Marcus Luttrell in the fabulous book Lone Survivor). What’s interesting about both of these soldiers is that on some level they downplay the fact that THEY are guardian angels. Chris’ obsession becomes saving every solider in harm’s way—and impossible task that begins to take a psychological toll on him as the war moves on. After his battle buddy is shot, he blames himself:

I’d put him in the spot where he got hit. It was my fault he’d been shot…A hundred kills? Two hundred? What did they mean if my brother was dead? Why hadn’t I put myself there? Why hadn’t I been standing there? I could have gotten the bastard–I could have saved my boy. I was in a dark hole. Deep Down. How long I stayed there, head buried, tears flowing, I have no idea.”

Chris often observes the unpredictable nature of war, but when it comes to an injury or a death of a fellow soldier he seems to (unfairly) place full responsibility on his own shoulders. What Chris fails to realize is that even a guardian angel can not be all places at all times. His insatiable thirst to find and kill every last enemy is commendable, but readers will know long before he addresses the issue that yes, even Navy SEALS are human, and such a mentality lends itself to the kind of physiological problems (e.g., high blood pressure) he would experience later in his career. Luckily for Chris, this story has a happy ending.

The final aspect of the book that needs to be covered concerns how wars are won—something that is not taught in college classrooms, which might be the reason for the bongo-drumming anti-war protests I experienced years ago at USC:

YOU KNOW HOW RAMADI WAS WON? We went in and killed all the bad people we could find. When we started, the decent (or potentially decent) Iraqis didn’t fear the United States; they did fear the terrorists. The U.S. told them, “We’ll make it better for you.”

The terrorists said, “We’ll cut your head off.”

Who would you fear? Who would you listen to?

We went to Ramadi, we told the terrorists, “We’ll cut your head off. We will do whatever we have to and eliminate you.” Not only did we get the terrorists’ attention—we got everyone’s attention. We showed we were the force to be reckoned with. That’s where the so-called Great Awakening came from. It wasn’t from kissing up to the Iraqis. It was from kicking butt.

The tribal leaders saw that we were bad-asses, and they’d better get their act together, work together and stop accommodating the insurgents. Force moved that battle. We killed the bad guys and brought the leaders to the peace table. That is how the world works.

Chris Kyle makes a compelling case, and it’s one that doesn’t get the attention it deserves among the civilian population, which is sad. Regardless, I’d like to narrow the scope of his argument: The United States “works” because guardian angels like Chris are willing to enter into a realms of pure evil and push back. They do so selflessly. They do so at the expense to family and loved ones.

In the late 90s I enlisted in a mechanized infantry unit. I wore a chain with the prayer to Saint Michael inscribed on it. Reading American Sniper made me realize that for a span of three years I lived and worked with guardian angels every day and I never adequately showed my appreciation to a great group of guys. Chris Kyle’s book will make you realize just how much we take the civilized world—and life—for granted. I highly recommend this book, for soldier and civilian alike.

Update: Please pray for the Kyle family. Chris was shot and murdered on February 2, 2013.

Related: No Easy Day: The Firsthand Account … of a great book

Image Comics’ Mark Sable: Zombies Would Totally Unite America and The Taliban.

Wondering when Captain America will take part in some Black Ops in Afghanistan? Who cares, because you won't have to wait to see the U.S. allied with the Taliban a moment longer!

Captain America will be coming out this summer, but fans will tell you that for the past ten years he’s essentially been MIA on the War on Terror. In fact, the industry as a whole has shied away from any accurate portrayals the threat posed by Sharia Law. Captain America has spent more time hunting the Tea Party movement in recent years than he has engaging in the kind of Black Ops that have made Seal Team Six famous. For the longest time, fans of the medium have wondered when they were going to get their hands on war stories. Image Comics has stepped up to the plate. Unfortunately, there’s only one problem: American soldiers ally themselves with the Taliban.

Graveyard of Empires, written by Mark Sable, probably isn’t about Sharia Law’s incompatibility with the universal rights enshrined in our Constitution. It probably isn’t about an enemy determined to set the stage for a return of the Ottoman Empire. It probably isn’t about what makes an inordinate amount of men in that part of the world prone to chopping off heads and strapping bombs to their chest over religious differences. Instead, it is about the the one thing that can bring infidels and Islamic terrorists together: zombies!

Prior to their arrival, Sable and Azaceta spend a great deal of time developing the grim setting and violent characters that populate both sides of the war. Among them, a new commanding officer whose hopes of endearing himself to his entrenched troops are slim-to-none; an opium-abusing Explosive Ordinance Disposal specialist, driven to drugs by the stress of dismantling bombs; a treacherous Afghan cop; a mutinous American sniper; a Female Engagement Officer whose job is to work with the grotesquely oppressed women of Afghanistan; and an Afghan surgeon forced by the Taliban to implant bombs inside of people.

The Four Color Media Monitor puts it beautifully:

“So let’s see if I have this right: they acknowledge/allude to Afghanistan’s Islamic shariah oppression of women (or do they?), but damage all that with ridiculous ideas like a drug-addicted [bomb disposal expert], and a U.S. sniper who’s mutinous…” (italics added).

Is this a book I’m going to pick up? Sure. It’s piqued my interest, a testament to Mr. Sable. I also want to be able to write a thorough review. However, the seeds of moral equivalency seem to have been planted. My gut (and his twitter feed) tells me Mr. Sable—a graduate of NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts—is liberal. Even if he’s not, his interview for Graveyard of Empires (perhaps the evil “American Empire” will be the latest casualty?) doesn’t give me hope:

Metaphorically, the zombies represent a force not unlike the Taliban. A foe with inscrutable motives that doesn’t seem to need to eat or sleep, and no matter how many you kill…they just keep coming.

I’ll cut Mark some slack, but for a guy who went to NYU and USC I wish he would have thought about his metaphor a bit more. The reason why the Taliban keep coming is because we refuse to crush them! The Mark Sables of the world would have said the same thing about the Japanese had we opted for a full-out invasion instead of dropping nukes during World War II. Can you imagine urban warfare in a city teeming with the Bushidō mentality? I’m not saying that we drop nukes on the Middle East…but I am saying that the United States needs rules of engagement that allow the military to do what needs to be done. You must be willing to have civilian casualties—especially when your enemy hides behind them. You have to win the war of information—something that’s increasingly hard when liberal writers always have to include “violent characters that populate both sides of the war.” You have to be willing to make “the international community” (largely composed of thug-despots, anyway) angry. In short: you have to fight for American interests, knowing that they are in the world’s interest, instead of some nebulous idea of what would get approval from a bunch of diplomats in Brussels.

I will be reading Graveyard of Empires. If it ends up defying expectations, I’ll say so. I did just as much with Superman: Earth One. But if it’s more liberal claptrap… this alienated fan will move one step closer to casting off the industry all together. Fight on!

Hat Tip: Four Color Media Monitor.

We Are All South Park Creators.

Sadness. The woman who instinctually knew that jihadi scum were indeed just that when they tried to threaten the creators of South Park now has buckled in response to fear and intimidation by thugs like Anwar al-Awlaki:

If this guy puts you on his "hit list" it means you're doing your part to stand up for Western Civilization and the well being of future generations. It's understandable to be scared for your life, but it's also honorable to die if you did so standing up for God-given rights.

The creator of a now-defunct “Everybody Draw Muhammad Day” page on Facebook fears she may be targeted for death now that the cartoonist who launched the online campaign has been placed on an execution list by a radical Yemeni-American cleric…

“I’m scared,” she said. “I’m scared that somebody might kill me.”

The woman created her version of “Everybody Draw Muhammad” in late April, days after a Seattle cartoonist launched the online campaign to protest Comedy Central’s censoring of an episode of “South Park,” in which the Prophet Muhammad was depicted wearing a bear costume. The Canadian woman said she will no longer act as the administrator of such a page.

“I just want to be quiet now,” she continued. “I wish I didn’t do this.”

There’s a lot of things that I wish, and one of them is that radical islamic clerics didn’t try to intimidate free people with “hit lists” and head chopping and exploding burka-clad women at outdoor cafes. But they do. And I’m glad that this young woman shined light on how utterly ridiculous (and downright serious) the threat of Islamic radicalism is to Western Civilization.

The answer is not to shut up. The answer is not to wish it will go away (because it won’t). The answer is to talk louder. The answer is to confront them head on, in vast numbers of freedom and liberty loving citizens who will make the intellectual case against these loons without being afraid to use force to protect themselves when necessary.

I would much rather die defending my fellow countrymen’s 1st Amendment rights, than live in a world run by Ottoman Empire Redux Thugs. I would much rather have my head chopped off and displayed over the internet because I stood up to the dregs of society, than to stay quiet because I allowed a big lump of dhimmitude to grow where my vocal chords and testicles once resided.

If our European and Canadian friends want to encourage their citizenry to sit back and shut up as Islamic bullies on the international stage literally beat them into submission—fine. But Americans should be better than that. They are better than that. And while it’s perfectly understandable that this young woman is scared for her life, someone hasn’t done their job teaching her that some things are worth dying for—such as your God-given rights.

In a sane world the media would do its job, and people would know what we’re up against. In a sane world entire communities would be on the same page, and a woman like this could walk down the street in her hometown because she would know that her neighbors are looking out for her—and gunning to take out visiting terrorist barnacles that hitch a ride into a free country looking cause trouble.

But we’re not in a sane world, and like I said before, I sometimes think I’m living in the Twilight Zone. Given that, the best we can do is to continue speaking out and doing the job media outlets won’t do because they too are “scared.” And when it’s over and the West has been won we can look back at all the media outlets that shirked their duty to define direct threats to the nation and say, “Screw them. We did it without them.”

Pakistan Calls for Mark Zuckerberg’s Head. De-Friendings Expected.

Apparently, Pakistan is intent on winning the “Allies” Who Want to Kill You Award. They’re  backing up their “holy war against websites” threats by calling for the head of Mark Zuckerberg:

“Muhammad Azhar Siddique filed an application for a First Information Report (FIR), claiming that the owners of Facebook had committed a heinous and serious crime under Section 295-C of the Pakistan Penal Code. In essence, an FIR launches a criminal investigation. But no charges have been filed.

According to the paper, Section 295-C of the penal code reads: ‘Use of derogatory remark etc, in respect of the Holy Prophet, whoever by words, either spoken or written, or by visible representation, or by any imputation, innuendo, or insinuation, directly or indirectly, defiles the sacred name of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him) shall be punished with death, or imprisonment for life, and shall also be liable for fine.’

…The site also says that the Deputy Attorney General told the High Court that Pakistan’s United Nations representative has asked to escalate the issue in the UN General Assembly. (emphasis added)

Remember: this is a country that is an “essential” ally in our fight against

Mark Zuckerberg: I'd continue my presentation, but these angry Pakistani guys keep trying to kill me. Can you guys issue a fatwa for someone else's head so I can finish?

worldwide terrorism (or “man-made disasters” if you work in the State Department). However, it might be worth looking into a Plan B when a key ally seems to draft their penal code after the voiceover material provided by jihadi head-chopper snuff videos.  One might conclude that Pakistan’s ruling body isn’t so much against the worldview the permeates terrorist training camps in its ungovernable tribal regions as much as it’s against not controlling when and how insane Islamic radical edicts are doled out.

I’ve written about the Dawn of the Dead nature of a citizenry that goes ballistic over “any imputation, innuendo, or insinuation,” but I can’t help but revisit the topic on a regular basis because a.) Pakistan keeps proving a certified jihad-crazy club card is hidden in its back pocket, and b.) The average American doesn’t know how many billions of dollars we’ve supplied our “allies”.  Allies who only deliver big fish terrorist bottom feeders when their back is against the wall.

It says quite a bit about any culture, country, religion, or political party that would execute people over an insinuation.  The next time your liberal friend tells you that all cultures are the same and need to be embraced, ask them to touch down in Pakistan and break out a collection of South Park videos. If they make it out alive after the feeding frenzy for infidel flesh, ask them if they still feel the same way.  My guess is…they won’t.

Peggy Noonan Missed War for Western Civilization Start Date.

Peggy Noonan was wrong when she joined a number of elitist conservatives in the I-might-vote-Obama-because-of-his-first-class temperament voting block.

Chris Matthews: I don’t know who you’re going to vote for, by the way. I’m absolutely convinced I don’t know who you’re going to vote for. I can’t tell.

Peggy Noonan: I’m thinking it through…it has been a long and winding year.

She’s also wrong in her analysis regarding the “relative peace” of Bill Clinton’s time in office:

Mr. Carter’s opposite was Bill Clinton, on whom fortune smiled with eight years of relative peace and a worldwide economic boom. What misfortune Mr. Clinton experienced he mostly created himself. History didn’t impose it.

There wasn’t a “relative peace.” It was all an illusion. Someone can correct me if I’m wrong, but a truck laden with explosives was used in an attempt to bring down the World Trade Center in 1993. One of the opening salvos in the War for Western Civilization occurred on February 26, 1993 and the President of the United States

The same person lulled by "hopeandchange" (one word) also thinks there was "relative peace" in the 90's. Wrong. The War for Western Civilization began. You just didn't realize it.

treated it as a simple law enforcement matter.  History called on President Bill Clinton to address the growing threat of Islamic terrorism as it began morphing into a whole new monster in the void created by the collapse of the Soviet Union, and he forwarded that call to a future administration.

I highly suggest people look into the 1998 US embassy bombings in Tanzania, or perhaps the USS Cole bombing in Yemen as well. The fact of the matter is this: The size, scope, and complexity of terrorist organizations and their operations grew throughout the 1990’s. It culminated in the horrific images we saw on 9/11, with people hurling themselves out the windows of the World Trade Center towers. The choice that day: free fall for a few harrowing seconds to your death, or burn alive in an inferno of jet fuel and twisted metal.

War was declared on Western Civilization years ago.  Our political leaders just decided to ignore it. The federal government’s primary job is to protect its people. When a threat exists worthy of preparing for war footing, it is our elected officials job to educate the citizenry of the nature of the threat, and to mobilize the country for the task at hand. Do I blame President Clinton for 9/11? Of course not. But I refuse to accept the premise that “relative peace” existed in the 90’s because…it did not.

History will judge George Bush much more kindly than the know-it-all academics, cultural elites, and talking heads on cable news because he realized the threat Islamic terrorism posed—not just to the nation—but to the pillars of Western Civilization. As a nation, liberalism allows societies to slowly sink into a morass of moral relativism and a quick sand pit of multi-culturalism. By the time the danger of those who seek to undermine freedom of speech, individual liberties, and the rule of law makes itself clear…it’s often too late. Ask most of Europe.  Or read Mark Steyn’s book, America Alone.

Peggy Noonan is a gifted writer, but she has proven she is susceptible to the foibles of Elitist Conservative circles.  There’s a small part of me that thinks errors of “relative peace” are not errors at all because the cultural elite—those who attend cocktail parties with a mix of environmentalists eating foi gras and “conservatives” who distain the “small people” when the cameras aren’t rolling— should have recognized emerging threats in the 1990’s…but didn’t.  If they mention that our elected officials were asleep at the wheel (or partying it up inside The Beltway) during a decade of plotting, planning, and terrorist attacks by new enemies, it’s hard not to conclude our investigative journalists, newsmen, and “experts” were just as negligent.

Pakistan’s ISI Drinking Jihad Slurpees? You Be the Judge.

I thought I was going to go to bed early tonight, but right when I was going to turn in for the night I found out that another “ISI not-so-secretly smitten with the Taliban” story has popped up:

Insurgent commanders confirmed that the ISI are even represented, as participants or observers, on the Taliban supreme leadership council, known as the Quetta Shura, and the Haqqani command council.

Commanders also described how they received training and medical care in Pakistan. Some said border guards had turned a blind eye to fighters as they crossed back and forth.

Here’s all you really need to know about Pakistan: these are the same guys

Pakistan's ungovernable tribal region: teeming with jihad-friendly clowns that resemble Dawn of the Dead zombies when worked up into a frenzy over Facebook groups, infidel cartoons, and a little thing called...freedom of speech.

who just went bonkers over inconsequential Facebook groups, going so far as to call for holy war against websites… They can’t control their borders, which are teeming with jihadi nut cases that eerily remind me of Dawn of the Dead remake zombies when they get worked up into a frenzy (or if you listen to them talk about how they favor death more than life…), and yet they regularly complain about respecting their “sovereignty.”  Newsflash: If you have zero control over ideological moon-bats with Ottoman Empire-at-any-cost machinations (e.g., blowing up women, children, and anyone else who gets in their way), then you have no sovereignty.

I almost feel bad for the Obama administration. They’re between a rock and a jihadi place.  The United States needs Pakistan’s cooperation, and yet significant portions of the population—and by extension the government and its intelligence apparatus—drinks intellectual Slurpees laced with jihad juice on the way home from work.  However, as I said before, liberals didn’t cut George Bush much slack for the bizarro world he had to deal with, so muted criticism is the best I muster for the current administration.

Before I fall asleep tonight I’m sure I’ll ruminate a bit on what the kids are thinking about all of this.  Those same moral relativist MGMT fans I talked about in an earlier post must find themselves in a conundrum: How can you be non-judgemental about a culture that is openly hostile toward your socialistpeacelove circle of happiness? How do you “live fast and die young” when Pakistani madrassas are churning out jihadi warriors who want to kill you before you pump yourself up with hallucinogens? If alQaeda and Co. at least waited until after the kids dropped some quality acid, their heads would feel as though they were floating away painlessly instead of being chopped off Daniel Pearl dull-knife style (i.e., bringing the hurt).

Moral Relativism mixed with a multi-culturalism, a horrid education system that churns out Sean Penn ignorance, and the me-me-me “we are the ones we’ve been waiting for” mindset is going to kill Western Civilization if we don’t wake up—NOW.

While I have little in common with the Rubik’s Cube headed liberal kids of this generation…I’d still like them to have a head.  Let’s try and reach them before it’s too late.

This kid might be a liberal with a Rubik's Cube head...but I still want him to have a head. Wake up, Western Civilization!