Well, I hate to admit that I was wrong, but ... you know, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Just look at this. One day, Joey "Beloved of Bush" Lieberman loses the primary election, and the next day, the Islamofascist hordes are rampant again. Those swarthy ones were emboldened to murderous action as soon as it became clear that American voters are nothing more than cowardly appeasers, right out of the Neville Chamberlain mold. (Hey, Chamberlain was French, wasn't he?)
Now, I'd best go out and buy an antenna flag and a magnetic support-the-troops ribbon, and I'd better get my thoughts right about President Pinhead. Otherwise, when Al-Qeada "takes out" both the Berne Popcorn Festival and the Roller Dome, the blood will be on my hands.
I've been such a bad man. But I'm straightening up now. Iraq will be pacified, Iran will be overthrown, Syria will be turned into a Disney theme park. And I'll back Dear Leader's Global War on Terror all the way, no matter what it takes ... right down to Leo Morris's last kitty-cat, and right down to the last drop of Mark Souder's kids' blood. Hoooo-ahhh!!!