You are a charitable and giving man, always on the lookout for ways to elevate the downtrodden and the marginalized. Those whom society holds in contempt you clutch to your bosom in an act of protective love that is so characteristic of you and your administration.
Nowhere is this more apparent than in your elevation of the Chickenhawk to a position of honor and glory. How their fortunes have changed. I remember well the days when “Chickenhawk” described the male pedophiles that clustered in the subterranean dankness of the NYC’s 42nd Street subway station looking for young boys to bugger.
How you changed that, George. You lifted them out of the musty depths of the subway and placed them in heaven where they sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty from whence they shall come to judge it the maimed and the dead.
I mean, my God, why go to the trouble of buggering a boy when you can shred him with shrapnel. Sexual exploitation does nothing for America; martial exploitation does much.
Just as the man who has known neither male nor female loves the boy, so does the man who has never been shot at love war. It is this mindset that has proven so valuable to your administration. They are an essential component of your policy of eternal warfare because their every decision serves the promotion and continuation of conflict.
Look at how they have dealt with Pakistan. The Pakistani electorate resoundingly defeated our man Pervez Musharraf in what many see as a repudiation of your policies in the Middle East. Does this stop your Chickenhawks? Hell, no! They celebrate Musarraf’s defeat by dropping a couple of Hellfire missiles on some mud huts in the village of Mir Ali in the Federally Administered Tribal Area (FATA), thus pissing off the Pakistanis who have forbidden any American offensives on Pakistani soil.
Supposedly, they were wiping out an al-Qaeda leader. In truth, I suspect they were making a point: popular will does not influence policy.
How wonderful it is that your Chickenhawks have exchanged the darkness of the subway station for the well-lit corridors of power. The beautiful thing is that despite their elevation, they continue to prey on the young.