“Feudin’ and fussin’ and a-fightin’
Sometimes it gets to be excitin’
Don’t like them ornery neighbors down by the creek,
We’ll be plumb out of neighbors next week...”
Y'know, in that Hatfield/McCoy thing, neither side won.......
I b’en a’thinkin’....’At there war we got goin’ on over there in Afghanistan ain’t really a fit war atall....I mean, it ain’t like we ‘uz fightin’ ag’in another country like we was when we went into Iraq ‘n don’t ask me why we didn’t get the hell out of Iraq right after we destroyed old Saddam Hussein ‘cause I ain’t got no way of knowin’ that.....but over there in Afghanistan which is a hard-scrabble country if there ever was one, it’s like we brung a thorobred race horse to a camel race....We just bound to win ever’ little sprint ‘cause that race horse is just natcherly faster than any old camel....on the other hand tho’ and you always got to watch out for that other hand, you just try runnin’ that race horse flat out for about twenty miles against one of them poor old camels ‘n you ain’t even gonna make a showin’.....
Now, I’ll just grant you that that there Taliban is one really bad outfit ‘n if there’s a way of helpin’ all those folks over there stand up ag’in ‘em, why I’m all for it...I just don’t think it’s a good idee to kill a lot of people that we’re s’pozed t’be helpin’.....
I’m just sayin’.........
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