Even Lowlier Than a Chicken Hawk
Everyone has names for those people who sit at their keyboards and push for war and aggression. “We need to get in there and fight and keep on fighting.” “We can't back down.” “We have to stay there until the job is done, no matter how long it takes.” They say “we,” but “we” always means somebody else.
These people are known by lots of familiar names: chickenhawks, keyboard warriors, the Chairborne Division. But there's another group of people that’s even more shameless and despicable.
In January 2006 Jill Carroll — a reporter from the Christian Science Monitor — was captured in Iraq and taken hostage. After she was released, some rightwing bloggers and pundits went Medieval on her. She cooperated with the enemy. She was a traitor. She was a wuss; she couldn’t take it.
And now that these British sailors have been released by the Iranian government, they too are being crucified. WTF??? Most of these keyboard badasses would probably turn to jelly and start quaking and blubbering incoherently if somebody even gave them a menacing look in a bar or on the street. But get this same pusbag behind a computer console and he turns into Rocky Balboa. Un-fuckin’-believable.
I don’t know of any names for these people. Certainly nothing that would be printable in a family blog such as this one.
Labels: British sailors, Iran, Jill Carroll

