Ode to the little green ostrich behind the curtain

What should a free people do about those whose ideology demands that they enslave or slaughter you and yours? Who believe that in imitation of their "Ideal Man," raping your nine-year-old daughter -- and your wife just after they've beheaded you -- pleases their deity? Who consider Beethoven, Shakespeare, and the Sistine Chapel examples of jahiliya? Who would replace the Declaration of Independence and the United States Constitution with totalitarian and discriminatory laws regulating every aspect of life? Who consider submission to edicts of hell preferable to the freedoms of speech and conscience and the equality of rights for all people?

Deportation of those who refuse to renounce in word and deed such seditious, treasonous, and murderous positions is not "mass murder," it is self-defense. It is common sense. And it is certainly much less violent than free people having to exercise their Second Amendment right in defense of hearth and home.

Would the little green ostrich behind the curtain have defended two million Nazis moving freely within America's borders during World War II? Based on the acuity of his thought on today's jihad and how to defend ourselves against it, the answer is obvious.

Islam is an ideology, not a race.

So, here is a tribute to the self-appointed arbiter of all things "American" (apologies to Emma Lazarus):

Unlike the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates did stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

was the imprisoned lightning, her name now

Mother of Infidels. From her amputated hand once

Glowed world-wide welcome; her mild eyes

above and below by black cloth framed.

"Keep ancient lands, your sympathy!" cries she

With silent lips. "Keep your tired, your poor,

I've got huddled masses drowning in shari'a;

The wretched refuse of my teeming shore

Did nothing while the mujahideen, Tempter-tost to me,

Lifted my head beside the golden door!"