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April 29, 2006
Bin Laden nothing but a 'waste of water'
I remember Friday-night parking lot fights after dances or school games.
And I remember the guys who would stand on the edge of the brawl, hiding in their anonymity, and when no one was looking they would step in, throw a sucker punch, and back off into the crowd to hide again among the girls.
Osama bin Laden reminds me of those little weasels.
The main difference is we didn’t pay much attention to them later when, over a few Pabst Blue Ribbons on the dirt road behind Duffy’s hamburg joint in the dark, they would re-tell their tales of bravado — how they broke some guy’s nose because he didn’t see them coming and couldn’t find them later because they ran and hid.
When they spoke, we didn’t listen. They were the spineless dregs who were usually only kept around for gas money.
Now bin Laden, for reasons beyond my understanding, is a different story.
Every time he crawls out of his cave and burps on tape we highlight it on news radio and news TV, his skinny, bearded face, in pictures taken years ago when he could actually show his face outside the sand storms of Pakistan, is emblazoned on the TV screen and on the front page of newspapers.
As if he matters.
We make him bigger than he is, more important. The only thing important about bin Laden is his eventual capture and punishment. God willing.
It will happen, because some day the guy in the middle of the circle, who has the courage to stand up in plain sight, will see him coming to throw his sucker punch, and that will be the end.
If anyone, especially anyone who is a Muslim, really looks behind what he says, to what he does, they would feel the same about him as we did about our own lightweight sucker-punching vermin who stood outside the circle and only got involved when no one was looking.
He would be an embarrassment.
If you think about it, this 7-foot little man has killed as many good Muslims as he has good Christians or Jews.
His al-Qaida gang has taken responsibility for nearly all the insurgent attacks in Iraq as well as many around the world, including here in the United States. His criminals have killed Muslims in police stations, check points, recruiting offices; at funerals of Iraqi people; at Iraqi restaurants, at Iraqi schools and mosques and playgrounds; and then he calls for a holy war pitting Islam against its enemies.
My question for him is, “Which side would you be on?”
We sure don’t want you on our side, and you are killing off so many of your side that Muslims all over the world, including in the Middle East, have turned on you.
Is this why he is saying let’s go to Sudan?
Is it because the people there haven’t seen him lately for whom he is?
This newest move is tell-tale.
In Sudan, 180,000 people have been killed in a government-backed ethnic cleansing (read that, genocide). These people have been starved to death, made to live in disease and hunger, and when that wasn’t enough to kill them, they were slaughtered by marauding bands of machete-wielding criminals backed by government air power. And all because they are a different religion.
Which side do you think the United Nations is on; which side do you think Butch bin Laden is on?
That’s right, he has stepped into the fight by sending in a few taunts from Pakistan or Afghanistan or wherever he is hiding in his cave eating microwave Pop Tarts and slurping it down with warm yogurt. And then he sits back.
He tells others to go to Iraq, Afghanistan or Sudan, but then stays safely outside the circle, hidden in a hole in the ground, surrounded by his select group of home-boys because he can’t trust anyone else anymore. They have all seen him for what he is, a waste of water.
I think it is time for the American media to see him as he is, too.
For me, I don’t want to hear about this gutless miscreant any more until he is captured, imprisoned or dead.
Until then, do we really have to publicize every self-deluding regurgitation he manages to get onto a videocam like some tourist in the mountains surrounded by his boys who tell him later over a nice goat-meat sandwich on month-old bread, “Boy, you told ‘em, Boss.”
The only thing keeping him alive is the media. He wants us to accommodate him by making his ranting seem important.
If he were worth talking about in public, he would have the guts to come out in public.
But he doesn’t. What’s the matter doesn’t anyone like him anymore?
John Hourihan is wire editor of the Connecticut Post. You can reach him at 203-330-6207 or via
e-mail at jhourihan@ctpost.com.
Posted by todd on April 29, 2006 6:10 PM
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