And the Horse You Rode In On

From TBogg. Athenae at First-Draft has a few things to say to the various wingnut morons (yeah, I know that's redundant) who flung mud at several Pulitzer winning photojournalists, charging them with sympathy for the devil (minus any redeeming qualities of the Rolling Stone song):

What's the matter, don't like looking at your pretty war, Michelle [Malkin]? Pictures of the dead and wounded don't get you off anymore, Powerline [blog]? Guess what? Freedom isn't free. You're awfully fond of that slogan, aren't you? Freedom isn't free.

So why aren't you using these photos in your "support the troops" rallies? Why aren't you using them to remind us all what a solemn and glorified endeavor this war really is? Why do you so hate to look at the thing you profess to love?

Freedom isn't free, you say, giving me the impression that whatever other xenophobic homophobic fundie whackjob tendencies you harbored, at least you understood that for your bravado somebody pays a price. I hope you got a receipt, because it sounds like freedom's a little more expensive than you counted on. In fact freedom's so fucking expensive you can't stand to be told what market price is these days.

Check out the entire post.

The wingnuts wanted a glorious war in Iraq--it was to be the biggest diamond in the jewel-encrusted tiara they were planning to coronate their jester George W. with. But it looks like the diamond isn't even a zircon, or a lump of coal. It's a steaming pile of shit--so they look for someone to blame (hence the title of Athenae's post--On Messengers and Shooting).

Wingnuts: mirrors are available almost anywhere.