Then, in 2011, we killed the fuck out of Bin Laden, and that made me feel a hell of a lot better. We hadn't gotten all the bad guys, but we'd gotten THE bad guy in an act of righteous vengeance. I thought that maybe I could put the rage behind me.
Then Benghazi happened on this exact date last year, and the old familiar rage came rushing back. It's probably a good thing I'm not a politician, because I am quick to overwhelming anger in a way that only Irish-German types can muster, and so my natural response would probably be to arclight the Middle East and North Africa until there wasn't a single stone standing atop another.
On the other hand... the anti-rights gun grabbers had their asses handed to them last night in the Colorado recall elections, and we aren't (yet) beginning the overture to World War 3 through needless military action in Syria. These raise my mood from "GRR ARGH KILL RAWR" to "meh".
I realize, however, that I need to do something to honor those killed since 9/11/01 and those who went to war afterwards. Therefore I present to you The Warrior Song, which should be the new Army anthem because it makes me want to fight and fuck and eat bacon all at once.
Aim with the hand
Shoot with the mind
Kill with a heart like arctic ice.
Goddamn, y'all. If this doesn't give you a figurative boner, there's something wrong with you.