I just love to joke about the murder of thousands of innocent men, women and especially children.
As a father, I really appreciate the humor in thinking about a child, any child, being burned alive, their skin melting off as the child melts away into oblivion. That’s such a wonderfully comedic thought…isn’t it?
I wonder what those villages smell like after American drone strikes swoop in and vaporize people attending birthday parties, funerals, weddings?
But I suppose, as a good American, I should just not think about this. After all, our president has a Nobel Prize.