Crazy Jihad kid

The other day I stumbled upon an old friend while walking trough town,
it was a warm day, and I had no problem to chit chat anyway.
Now he´s married,I told him that I was sorry for him that if he wanted
me to get him buried. I suddenly look down, and what do I encounter in
downtown, twins! And me hoping they could grow wings and fly over the sky.
He told me they were a surprise, he wasn´t too thrill about it since he
already has another kid. The whole conversation turned into a comedy skid.
He now has to work two jobs to support these two little monsters, but the worst
was to come, and I didn´t know to stay in place or be gone.

“So you haven´t met the jihadist?” He asks.

I´m looking at him as if he has gone off the rockers with so many unexpected kids.

“No, what in the world are you talking about?”

“Just wait he´s coming now.”

We keep with chit and chat, we have a little wine that really tasted like a rat
( I know how they taste, long story but don´t worry).

10 minutes later comes a blond, brown eyes little angel with the mother, which I knew from
the old times of my days when we were kids and played or destroyed, terrifying the towns
since we were a bunch of clowns.

So I look at this little angel, he´s 3 years old.
I was gonna give him the high five and….smack! And one of my testicles I think
got a crack.

My friend laughs, the mother laughs,she was hotter in the old days, how did those two end up
together….must have been the bad weather.

So I´m standing in the middle of the sidewalk holding my genitalia, and the damn
kid laughing at my agonising.

“This jihadist does it all the time, and we don´t know why.” My friend tells me.

Conclusion, I´m not going back downtown when jihad kid is around.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Je suis Charlie

Damn that was ironic the fucking Islamic terrorist just massacred people in a magazine that actually has my name on it. A tragedy it is, but ironic that the name was Charlie. Maybe I´m at fault since I did kill some of these cowards some time ago. There worst than animals, for me they are subhuman.

I was planning on posting a little poem but came across this news thing. The person said this… That she could not understand how the French government could allow the satire magazine to publish another edition of that  proffet or mullah or whatever those dudes are because it would incite more violence in other parts of the world. I could not believe her rational for this, and she´s smarter than  me.

First off, in a free country the government does not tell a private own company what to publish or not. By her rational I could argue that quite a few blogs in wordpress should be banned because they annoy some people and that could lead to violence. That only happens in dictatorships not in a democracy, the government is there to protect you not to tell you what to publish or not. Second, props for the French, or as call them Frenchies. They won, the terrorist lost. Terrorism is a way to totalitarism. It´s they´re way or the highway or better said your head cut off. They kill in order to achieve a goal. And their goal was to scare the people in the magazine to not publish satirical things about their great proffet. And that goal failed so they failed. Still a tragedy the deaths, but I´m talking about the greater picture. Their goal. They even gave the magazine  great publicity, they sold more than 5 million copies the next day and the French people bought them, they where not scared to go out and buy the magazine. So the terrorist lost, period.

I live in Spain, where we have had the terrorist group the E.T.A since at least 1975 when democracy first started here running around extorting businesses to finance themselves(including my father by the way), threatening and killing not only police, politicians, military, but also civilians with their bombs going off who know where they could go off if your a civilian walking the city. And threatening certain publication, news outlets as to what not to write about. Now imagine if with her rational, we Spanish would have did exactly that cave in to their demands, where would Spain be right now? Nowhere, we would not exist.

I have live with terrorism  since I was a kid, and remember my father looking under the car to see if they had planted a bomb there. But we kept living our lives. If you cave into their demands because of the threat of bodily damage to you then they win and by the way makes you a coward and in my family we might be a lot of things but not cowards.

So that rational that it is actually  our fault because we did or said something to piss this extreme Muslim terrorist,( yes America you can say Muslims, here we call them Spanish Terrorist in Ireland they where Irish terrorist and now they are Muslim terrorist so stop with that political correct nonesense of not using the Muslim word because it can offend them, it should not, it just happens to be that this terrorist are Muslim)that rational is just a faulty one. I probably and you too say and do things during the day that is going to displease somebody somewhere, but they don´t go on a killing rampage. These are subhuman Muslim terrorist, and we would be stupid and cowards to not live our lives because if we kept on living our lives it would obviously be our fault that they commit an act of terrorism. Which by the way we might be hunkered down in a deep whole and they will still come after us.

The best thing to do about it, is to live our lives as normal as we can since their goal is to change that,and let a small percentage of the population do their job to take care of these animals I was going to say, I should say subhuman.

A little video of Rege the Rig Reagan, I had it for some time, don´t know why I stumbled across it but what this dude says I just can´t disagree with him, and there is the military side to the video also, that´s the small percentage of the population that has to do the dirty but necessary work.

.★ U.S. Armed Forces – We Must Fight – President Reagan (HD) 2014 ★ – YouTube

In memoriam 9/11

A tragic day struck the USA some years that seem far away.

I was studying English literature and suddenly heard  torture.

I made my way to the room to where the television was and I couldn´t believe my own vision. I had lived in New York  and I knew a lot of people from that part of the country´s core.

Didn´t register at first but then the second plane hit and the anchor said it best that an act of terrorism was the behest.

Weeks passed, I wondered, I called, I found, yes some relatives of people I knew had died laying somewhere but at the same time nowhere, to be found, and give them a proper burial as it should be sound, to do, for respect, for their aspect, for their families with their worries. Ashes to ashes they went down in a rain of flashes.

I found out two guys that I knew in highschool had joined the Marines.And these two guys one had a scholarship for baseball, was and  my guess is he is still quite an egg ball and the other one was a brainy always with his nose stuck in some book that sucked. Just two guys joining what? Finally managed to get hold of them, they laughed and talked in broad terms of what it was like to be one of those likes. I didn´t really comprehend much of what they wanted or where to pretend I couldn´t see any angle of that bend. Didn´t give it too much thought anyways.

For certain reasons my scholarship went out on a ship and I had to return to my country in no ship just with a bunch of shit. I was to leave that beautiful land,sweat and  rough as the beach sand.

I guess on some level it stuck with me that these two joined the armed forces, since I eventually ended up joining my own forces. That day a tragic day had changed life´s and it also changed mine although voluntarily I ended up in some screwed up land with a whole bunch of nasty sand.

Very few often we would run into some U.S Marines and I would wonder if it was one of the two guys I once knew to be true.

They really did the heavy lifting but we joked about them although secretly we did respect them, we respected their work sort of a writer trying to write better than another writer, having somewhat of a jealousy but loosely  having a healthy respect. For their work, we knew it, it was also our work but we where not ordered to do the heavy lifting like those Americans out there drifting.

A tragic day, thousands of families lay, tears dripping, hearts broken. But America was united, guess that´s why it´s called the United States.

They send their sons and daughters to far away lands to to put bad people down in those sands.

Most of these people, from my personal experience are proud to be part of that calling sound and do that job that´s sound. Most of them anyways, those who thought other ways what they where thinking when they joined that they were an NGO, the reality is that is a no.

Few heard and went to the calling of arms, joining their hands breaking bad peoples arms for a great country that has the right to bear arms and overall with a heart of gold.

A day to remember all those souls lost in an instance, snatched away, now it seems at a great distance.

And a day also to remember those who fought and fight and died for those victims and a day to remember the bastards who created that instance.

NEVER FORGET.

Specially how the world is today in disarray.

With a bunch of nut jobs posing a threat that we might regret if we forget.

Never forget the bastards out there that only have a bunch of despair.

Never forget the victims, and the military people that fought and died for that country of your starting in that town that finishes with York.

Seems like a long time since that first time, but people are still out there victims are still grieving as humans their are being with broken heart that have the real art.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses and for those from the U.S(and my country,since we are part of NATO and deployed to two screwed up countries at the behest of the United States and our own government) never forget and have no regret to terminate that threat and that young people for the most part will have to do that part and some of them never return do your part.

Letter to Obama. You nuts!

Hey Mr. President of the United States. I´m a citizen of Spain but since you seem to all nations and people of the world embrace you, I feel like you are my president too. Can I ask you a question, are you nuts? or an incompetent liar ?

There is a laundry list that goes on forever but I will start some of the laundry if you don´t mind me. Since you are a compassionate man that feels for the poor. Yes, I´m poor, I make less than 12,000$ a year, most Spaniards are in that range. So you can maybe answer a lame man´s question.

1) Why wasn´t the embassy secure in Bengazi(probably spelled that wrong) or why did you lie saying it was a video that sparked spontaneous uprising and then detained the American citizen. Even if that was true, which I think E.T might believe, that should be covered by the first amendment.

2) What happened to the V.A, why wasn´t there much more oversight instead of just pouring money in the jar. The transition team from the last president did warn you in 2008.

3) What is going on wit the I.R.S. systematically targeting people that don´t agree with your ideological point of view? What happened to those emails that now the I.R.S says they lost, E.T tells me is true.

The list goes on but more important because it does affect me directly is:

What the hell is a Marrocan by the name of Lazen or something like that, a detainee that was in Guantanamo Bay here in Spain? And why did the police arrested him yesterday and charged him with being a terrorist that is working to recruit and plan terrorist attacks here in my country  and also then send them to Siria to act as a staging ground so they can then move on to work with their cool buddies ISIS terrorist group that is taking 1/3 of  Irak. Said yesterday the Spanish news, that 9 people have been detained so far thanks to you starting to shut down Gitmo, and the guy you released is not out there with a rifle doing a bit of fighting he is recruiting in my country. And that is even more dangerous. And tell me your though process of releasing 5 Taliban commanders not some little fighters for a prisoner swap, and when one is reportedly linked with the 9/11 attacks.

Can you tell me why the fuck did I spend some cool vacations in the country just mentioned and another one which now you seem to think twice about abandoning after the mess you created in the first country I mentioned due to your lack of indecision, of inaction, of leading from behind. And also what is the technique to lead from behind? How do you do that? It must be a new technique, never heard of something quite so fascinating. I thought that if you lead, and I have lead although it was only 4 people during my vacation in a cool middle eastern countries that seems to have some problems with terrorists, I never thought about leading the guys from behind. Actually now that I think about it, aren´t you contradicting yourself in the same sentence. That is quite an accomplished technique. You either lead, and lead by definition is to be in front saying what is best or suggesting or persuading the  others as to what is best to do. Or you do not lead at all. Which to me it seems is the latter one you are doing.

I don´t know how all this international mess you created by not being involved is going to turn out, but it does directly affect my country your decisions. Or better said your indecision and you deceiving people. You remember me of the leaders of my own country, yep, the same playbook of the socialist and we here in Spain are doing great.

Thank´s for your attention.

P.S. You nuts! And liar and incompetent. Thanks for dropping the freaking Marrocan from Gitmo over here.