My Idiot Neighbor

Being upset at the French is like yelling at my idiot neighbor. It’s useless, and you’ve hurt the delicate feelings of someone who doesn’t have a clue.

However, like most idiot neighbors, she offers an example of what NOT to do. Of how NOT to fight a war – any war. Even the war on terrorism.

And, like all idiot neighbors everywhere, the French like to chase after problems instead of preventing them. Then, once they have caught a problem, they try to fix it by blaming both the victim and the victimizer. It’s a bit like what I’ve seen many idiot neighbors say:

That woman would not have been attacked, if she hadn’t gone out to buy milk at night.

That black kid would not have been beaten up, if he hadn’t gone to that all-white high school.

Those Jews would not have been persecuted for 2000 years, if they hadn’t been so obstinate in holding on to those crazy beliefs.

We all do this in one form or another – in at least some small way.

That’s why, when we do engage in prevention, it’s almost always after-the-fact. Think of traffic lights. I sometimes do. Have you ever thought about how your government decides to put up traffic lights?

Someone needs to die.

That’s right. The majority of traffic lights anywhere in the world were put up because someone died in a traffic accident at an intersection.

Think about that the next time you sit there waiting for the light to turn green. Someone died to make that happen. Traffic lights are memorials to the nameless who died to put them there. If we’d had the foresight to understand, the traffic lights would have already been there. The nameless would still be among us.

Terrorism is like that, but with a difference. Terrorists have a cheering section that acts to screen the true cause of terrorism. When a power-hungry imam corrupts young minds and sends them off to commit suicidal terror, the apologists and the pc police trumpet the reason as cultural oppression and the rise of the ‘Zionist Entity’.

If you ask me, it’s my idiot neighbor’s fault.


Terrorists operating in France more agile at plotting attacks

1 thought on “My Idiot Neighbor”

  1. i don’t know whether to laugh or to cry…once again you hit the nail squarely on the head…keep writing…since we can’t get the ‘idiot neighbour’to move out and since we aren’t going any place ourselves, i think we are going to have to learn to live with one another…eventually…but how many traffic lights will be put up in the meantime…brilliant blog john, thanks

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