Who dat ‘fraid o Osama bin Laden?
Sing along with me now: “Who dat? Who dat?”
This interesting statistic was posted to the web recently: Americans More Likely to be Shot by Law Enforcement than Killed by Terrorists. Say what? Say what?
It sounds about right. However, if we take the 3147 who were “killed by terrorists,” then discount those who were killed on 09/11/2001 because they were actually victims of a paramilitary operation/financial heist … then the number of people “killed by terrorists” becomes really really small.
Thus, statistically speaking, we are far more likely to get eaten by a pack of wild dogs than killed by “terrorists.” Henceforth, it would seem far more prudent [and far more rational] for us to take a few billion dollars away from the DHS budget and spend it on programs aimed at keeping wild dog populations in check. Sense!
Osama bin Laden is the boogeyman. He is Emanuel Goldstein from 1984. He is what your daddy (aka Freud’s “Big Daddy,” aka your government) uses when it suits him, so that you’ll stay in your room, cowering under the covers, rather than walk out and catch him naked with his coke whore in the living room [metaphorically speaking]. Here’s a clip on the multi-billion dollar hunt for the fictional Al Qaeda:
Good Night, and Good Luck!
A Few Other Arbitrary Celtic Rebel Posts on Related or Similar Subject Matter
|Nov 2007: Poppy, Seeds JFK, Zion||Jul 2007: Your Bush Smells Fishy|
|Apr 2007: Mindless Puppet Strings||May 2007: Who Afraid of Osama?|
Note A: The title of the article is an obtuse reference to many years ago when the normally hapless New Orleans Saints were making a playoff run, and the residents would sing, “Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints? Who dat? Who dat?”
Note B: The phrase “Al Qaeda” literally translates to “the toilet bowl” in Arabic. Why would a group of “Superterrorists” call themselves that? How would it benefit recruitment? Yes, it reads like a really bad Austin Powers plot.