Herr Gibson,
I just saw footage of your hilarious satire piece "My Word" in which you advocated giving Karl Rove a medal for outing a CIA officer's true identity. I found this suggestion quite amusing - mayhaps it was the utter absurdity of your whole piece in which you smear Joe Wilson, a former ambassador to Iraq, with a zombie-like fervor. You're observations are crude and of a taste most closely summarized as egregious. Your comment calling Mrs. Wilson "little wifey" was especially enchanting, in the most derogatory sense of course. Without addressing your baseless ad hominem attack on the Wilsons, which I fear may afford them a most unjust credence, I would like to point out an error made in your reasoning.
You espouse the sentiment that "You wouldn't send a 'peacenik' to see if we we go to war? To see if we need to go to war? Would you?" You scoff at the notion of Peace like a dog smelling something too vile even for its own nose. It is logical that war is the last resort for governments to resolve disputes on the macro level. To ensure that war is really the last resort, it would then geometrically follow that people thoroughly invested in Peace would regulate its maintenance faithfully. To entrust war to those who derive a deranged carnal pleasure from its execution, those whose inclination towards carnage is essential, is analogous to entrusting your teenaged daughter to a serial rapist, or perhaps a molester of children.
War is anathema to Civilization. For one to prefer its exercise is perverted in the eyes of that God we acknowledge watches over us every time we recite that Pledge of Allegiance to America. So as one who takes pride in being bound to America, human Progress and Virtue, I take offense to the fact that you who regresses, who desires destruction over diplomacy, has the ear of whoever can hear you and the mind of those who listen to you. It is a sad day for democracy, this day, when people like yourself, those of a foul and utterly backward ideology, regularly have our collective ear. Speech like yours should bring a tear to our collective eye, for it is truly a period of mourning. However, I warn you that the period of grief is fleeting. Peace, and Progress, demand that we don't weep in vain of their name, but fight for their very essence. So while I feel shame to know we are of the same genus and species, I take solace in the fact that the People will wake up, and when they do, beware their thunderous tread.
With Disgust and Contempt,
Placido Guerra
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
::Introducing Placido Guerra::
Lately, my mind has been so consumed with the course of current events in such a way as to inhibit my ability to share my thoughts with whatever godless souls actually read this rag. It is to my own delight, and surely yours as well, that I am cerebrally saturated at the moment and I need to release a little pressure, for survival's sake. With that pressure comes the glorious introduction of Placido Guerra, a man who has answers, a man I like to call a friend. He shrouds himself in mystery only to surface spontaneously, as if from a secret subterranean lair, while bearing gifts of Enlightenment, and basketball. He is a man of principle, which in turn makes him sexy ... devious, if you will. To the heart of this beast. In the context of the ongoing investigation into the Bush administration's involvement in the outing of a CIA officer's cover, some in the MainStreamMedia have chosen to politicize something that is not political in its fundament, but criminal. John Gibson, host of Fox News Channel's The Big Story With John Gibson, chose to step in a perilous direction towards Eternal Damnation (or the scientific equivalent of said Damnation) in his perspective segment "My Word". The video clip is ... well, you watch it & comment. Saying a lot, Mr. Guerra was especially perturbed by Gibson's invective, enough so to prompt a correspondence from that reclusive extrovert. Here is your first, glorious Introduction to Placido Guerra.
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