Anti War Protesters 6

James Loney is a pathetic waste of skin. His story is over now, but something I read the other day brought him back to mind.

Mr. Loney lives in Sault Ste Marie, Ontario and has gained the benefits and freedoms that all Canadians enjoy. He has a right to rail against his government, the police, his teachers and the church, if he so sees fit, all without any fear of threat of reprisal from those he disses.

Mr. Loney belongs to an organization that claims to be Christian and thus claims the right to poke their noses where they don't belong. So off he and a couple of his buddies went to Iraq to denounce the men and women there who fight for his freedoms. Along the way, I suppose they wanted to slap a little Christianity on those barbarian Muslims, explaining the error of their ways to them. Not as lucky as Mr. Chamberlain when he talked to Mr. Hitler, Mr. Loney and his buddies were promptly kidnapped and held for ransom. The outside man in this little play was an American, Tom Fox, who ended up dying when ransom demands were not met.

Now, Mr. Loney could have depended on the government to get him out of his situation. Oops, he did. Remember kids, whenever you're in trouble, pull out your Canadian passport and yell to high heaven how you're being abused, misused, tortured and generally trod upon.

But instead of diplomatic means to secure his freedom, coalition forces raided the house where he was being held and took him to safety. It shocks me that Mr. Loney didn't engage his God-given right to chastise the men who held him captive. Oh wait, that's right, he was in Iraq where their view of freedom is somewhat different than ours.

In fact, Mr. Loney was extremely quiet during his incarceration. Mr. Loney is gay you see, and the Muslim world has a different view of the rights and freedoms of gays than we do. I don't know it for a fact, but I'm told they tend to frown upon the queer life style. But never fear, the armed forces got him out. Hell, it's not like they had anything else to do but cover his sorry ass. I bet our soldiers live for the day they can save a jerk like Loney instead of taking the fight to the enemy. Mr. Loney has never even thanked those who saved him.

Instead, he remains true to his word in blaming the US for all the ills of the world. He chooses to insult those who gave him the right to wed his partner back here in Canada. What a puke. He comes home, safe and sound, to a pile of dirty dishes. Apparently he is a slob too. I would have at least done the dishes before going away. (Not a big fan of flies and mould, you see)

Robert Costall came home too. A 22-year-old private in the Princess Pats, Costall was killed in action in Afghanistan. He comes home in a casket. He died trying to give Afghans freedoms unheard of in that country. He died so that people like Loney could abuse him. Loney can't even answer if he helped British and American authorities in their hunt for his kidnappers. Or if he denounces the murder of colleague Tom Fox. Yet he is more than willing to denounce allied forces that give him freedom.

Which brings us to Cindy Sheehan. You must have heard of her. She's the useless tool who camped out beside Bush's ranch, thinking in her own little world that the Prez would actually give her the time of day. Good luck. Even her own family thinks she's certifiable and has abandoned her.

It seems Cindy had a son who, of his own free will, went off to fight in a nasty war to defend his country and her rights to run her mouth. He was killed and she got upset about it. Justifiable in any case, but she seems to have gotten her logic a bit twisted. Cindy has spent her life enjoying the blessings and benefits of freedom since the day she was born. Those blessings and benefits which came from heroic men like her son. Somehow, she thinks he was a small child, kidnapped from his first grade classroom and thrown in front of enemy fire. So now, in her bid to win her imaginary Nobel Peace Prize, she's praising the terrorists as "Freedom Fighters".

I know someone whose oldest daughter was murdered a week after her fifteenth birthday. He writes, "Let's see now, what are the chances of me saying something nice about the piece of sewage who killed her? Hmmm… that's a tough one!" Certainly no argument from me on that one. "Her betrayal of everything he stood for, " he continues, "is the limit in selfish, disgusting behavior. Don't tell me she has a right to behave as she does. We all have rights, bought and paid for with the love, devotion and blood of our servicemen (like her son.) To call the terrorist monsters who killed her son "Freedom Fighters" goes beyond anything I can imagine." I couldn't agree more.

I wasn't there, so I can't vouch for it, but I trust my sources when they report about a woman at a Sheehan fest, who held a sign "You don't speak for us!" Her son died in Iraq, too. The jerk who was conducting the Sheehan fest approached the other woman and asked her if she knew "how many women your son raped and how many children he killed before he died." Is this guy slime? I can think of a few better words to describe him.

I've got an idea though. Why don't we all chip in for some plane tickets for Mr. Loney and Ms Sheehan and send them off to meet with their beloved "Freedom Fighters". They could open their mouths as wide as they do here and see how far that would get them. Hell, I'd probably pay to see how they make out.