By Rick Saunders
Yesterday evening, President Barack Obama addressed a crowd of military cadets and personnel and laid out his plan for disengagement from the War on Man-Caused Disasters and for the flight from the fight against those poor, misunderstood radical Islamic jihadists who populate the rank-and-file of al Qaeda and the Taliban.
You know, the same troublesome, enthusiastic youths who want to effectuate a man-caused disaster on your pitiful, infidel head by separating it from your neck with a scimitar or rusty crosscut saw. You know, the same products of poverty and bigotry who recruit children to become C-4 plastique martyrs, even before they know what is meant by flying to paradise where 72 virgins purportedly await their arrival. You know, the same freedom fighters who countenance “honor killings” for females who stray from Sharia law or who “shame” their families by becoming the victims of rape.
Yes, these are the folks your emissary of hope and change wants to know will now have to face “serious consequences” on the battlefield — at least if those consequences arise in the next eighteen months or so. Because, you see, the 30,000 troops he has brilliantly authorized–otherwise known as a mere three-quarters of the minimum number of troops his hand-picked general on the ground, Gen. Stanley McCrystal, recommended and requested to avert disaster–are already scheduled to begin their withdrawal from Afghanistan beginning seventeen months and thirty days from today.
Nothing, after all, inspires fear in enemies and loyalty in potential allies than the knowledge that a mere year-and-a-half down the road, we’ll be gone quicker than you can say “Barack Obama needs his far-left base to get re-elected.”
With that kind of a withdrawal timetable telegraphed to the enemy, al Qaeda and Talibanistas from Kabul to London to Dearborn and even to Washington, D.C. must be dancing in the streets. Earth to Obots everywhere: For a battle against a man-caused disaster that has persisted for eight years, eighteen months represents even less of a percentage (19 percent) than the 25 percent liposuction of General McCrystal’s minimum troop request that osteopath Obama performed last night.
In fact, to al Qaeda and the Taliban eighteen months is like a nap in the caves, after which they can emerge again, rested, reinvigorated and ready to behead. Listen up, sports fans — to fully understand the stupidity of cutting his own hand-picked general’s troop request by one-quarter, elevating political expediency over military need, think of it this way: that’s like pitting two football teams in the Super Bowl, allowing the home team a full eleven players, but handicapping the visiting team by capping the number of players at eight; or going into the World Series with one team at full strength of nine, and the opposing team limited to seven. You get the picture. Does that sound like a blueprint for victory, or a feckless scheme for defeat?
Frankly, A Charlie Brown Christmas–which ABC bumped for the rambling excuse Obama delivered (and from West Point, no less … how gauche)–would have made more sense. This president truly does not have a clue. Not a single clue. Instead, as noted briefly in advance here at America’s Right yesterday, he merely voted “present,” committing few enough troops and articulating pullout enough to assuage the far left, and providing enough assistance and boots on the ground so as to give the impression that he cares.
Rick Saunders is a freelance writer who splits his time between endeavors in southern California and the American southwest. He began writing for America’s Right in December 2008.