The "Truth" About Finding Bin Laden

Sometimes I’m so prescient I have to kick myself. No doubt, you are all thinking the same thing. As you recall from my review of the movie version of Ayn Rand’s “Atlas Shrugged” a week ago:

I’m sure the military right now is playing this movie to suspect terrorists at Gitmo to get them to confess. Where water-boarding failed, this horrible excuse for a movie may well succeed. In the name of humanity, we need to find a more humane form of torture.

I’m not going to speculate on whether my review planted the seed. We’ll stick to the facts: According to information I am making up as I am going along, five minutes into the most crapitudinally piece of shit movie of all time, the Gitmo prisoners en masse spit up the location of Bin Laden. I am told they sang like the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.

Think about it. Ten years - nothing. What was different this time? I rest my case. I’m using the same Fox News disregard for facts and reason, so the infallibility of my conclusion is beyond reproach.

Of course, the same people demanding Obama’s birth certificate are now demanding Osama’s death certificate. Oy! You just can’t win with these nut jobs.

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I have never wished anyone dead, but I have read some obituaries with great pleasure. - Mark Twain

To the families of the 9/11 victims, a moment of observance. To the men and woman who serve, my heartfelt gratitude.