A derailed train for Blackwater, finally. The FBI released their report on the Blackwater shootings in Iraq back in September and found that the chum bucket bastards working for the supremely wealthy company are GUILTY!!! Yay! It’s time for the happy dance! For once the FBI actually did their job! I can’t fucking believe it. Next on the list of things to do is ensuring that Blackwater gets a swift boot to ass courtesy of the Iraqi government, and with any luck, our own court system.

Now for the bad news. Mukasey is the new attorney putz and he gets to tackle this nasty little issue. So I have a fill in the blank for you.

Will Mukasey __________________

A: make the right decision and throw these bloodthirsty assholes in the deepest, darkest, and most anal-invasive shithole we have for the rest of fucking time?

B: try and weasel out of the decision via cheap excuses and an updated version of ‘I don’t recall’?

C: tell the American people and the Iraqi people to go fuck themselves and Blackwater is innocent of any and all wrong doing! They are the new Knights Templar by God! They are the avenging angles sent to punish the wicked of the earth for the grace and glory of God! They are…

Sorry, got away from myself there. Anyway, with the FBI declaring that Blackwater fired without cause we have a small victory against the mercenary pricks fighting the war (and enraging half the world). Now if we can only follow it up with right action and put a permanent end to these cock-smoking sons of whores.

Yes, as most of you who watch the news already know, the suicide rate among our veterans is disturbingly high. Though, come to think of it, the word ‘disturbingly’ might not be adequate to the task. Words like shocking, abhorrent, loathsome, execrable, deplorable, atrocious or perhaps, abominable, might be better suited to describing the treatment of our veterans. Treatment isn’t really the right word though, mistreatment works better.

Over six thousand veteran suicides in the year 2005 alone. And that was almost two years ago now, two years before the never-ending drudgery that is Iraq actually became worse than anyone could possible imagine. Two long, hellish years before the insurgents (or whatever the hell you feel like calling them this week) really started wreaking complete, utter chaos on our stretched out, overburdened, burnt out military. So people I pose a question; what is the suicide rate for veterans today? The nice folks at CBS did not tell us that, and to be entirely truthful, I’m not certain I want them too. Not that I don’t want to know how many of our countries former military members have survived the rich mans war only to die by their own hand on American soil, but I’m not certain I want to know tonight. I can only handle a limited amount of revoltingly depressing news in one day. Between the veto and the passing of the FISA revision and this fresh hell of suicide rates going through the fucking roof, I’m about at my max for the shitstorm that is my country.

Anyway, people, do me, and do yourselves a favor. Call your elected officicunts and raise seven kinds of hell. Our service members have fought for five years in a war that never should have been fought. The people that started this war have not fired one fucking shot, nor have they spent month after hot fucking month in the desert. Yet without hesitation, they send thousands of Americans to die, or to survive and come back to their country blooded and scarred, mentally and physically. And when they arrive back in the home of their youth, they find no help, they find no support. All they find is bureaucracy, greedy politicians, and hollow promises.

All this for a rich man who wanted a war, the boy king crusading forward into history, making his mark on America, and the world, at any cost. This must end people. It must somehow be brought to an end. So make your own mark on America, and tell the boy king to go fuck himself along with his miserly, corporate friends.