On Harsh Techniques/Last Things

In the post below Christine rightly and righteously takes umbrage at what some candy ass limp dicks are calling "harsh interrogation techniques."

You want harsh? I'll give you harsh.

You're an eight year old girl on your VERY FIRST AIRPLANE RIDE! and you're GOING TO DISNEYLAND! and you've told all your friends you're going to see Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck and Pluto and stay in a big hotel that has it's very own swimming pool and be able to order breakfast in the room and bring back presents for everyone Daddy went with you to the airport this morning you wish he could come along but he has to work and you're going to miss him but will buy him presents and take pictures and call him every night from the hotel and tell him all about your day but you wish mommy and daddy hadn't argued about the trash this morning it always makes you sad when they argue but you got to wave to him from the window of the airplane as it started to move and you could see him smiling and standing at the big window of the airport waving at you But now some very mean men with knives stabbed some people slapped your mommy and made you go to the back of the airplane with everyone else and they keep yelling at everyone and hitting them when they didn't do anything wrong at all Your mommy keeps hugging you telling you everything is going to be okay but you wish your daddy was here to stop these men because he's big and can protect you and you just want to go home because it's suddenly very loud very bright and feeling very hot even hotter than that time you got too close to the grill and. . .

You're a mom taking your child on their first airplane ride and taking them to Disneyland You wanted it to be a surprise but just couldn't hold it in and told her days ago She's been so excited ever since she's hardly slept and has been bouncing all over the house, telling all her friends she's going on an airplane to Disneyland and she's going to see Mickey Mouse and Cinderella and Goofy and she's going to bring presents back for daddy because he can't go because of work and she's a little sad but will bring him something nice And she wants to bring something nice for her best friend too But now your jaw is sore from the whack you just took from some middle eastern men who've taken control of plane But this doesn't feel like any hijacking you've ever heard or read about Everyone's in the back of the plane and the hijackers are flying it, not forcing the pilot to do so You wish you could talk to your husband and get his opinion on what's happening and really wish you hadn't had that spat with him this morning over forgetting to take the trash out And you see the fear and confusion in your little girl's eyes she's so scared and you try to comfort her but she keeps calling for daddy says she just wants to go home she doesn't even care if she goes to Disneyland or sees Cinderella can't they please just let us go home And then suddenly you see you're flying very low and a Tower is looming and the terror hits you all at once with the guilt of oh my god I've made a terrible mistake my little girl is going to die and it's all my fault and these evil men are cheering and saying something about Allah as the world is suddenly a deafening roar glass and steel slicing your flesh and you have no time to cry or pull her closer as you watch as a giant fireball consumes your little girl right next to you just before your world. . .

You're a dad a little late for work this morning because you had to drop your wife and little girl off at the airport your little sweetheart your little sugarplum was so excited to be going on her first airplane ride to Disneyland you thought you could see the jet bouncing up and down with her glee as you waved them off from the terminal window you knew she was in the jet but had no idea which window but waved anyway maybe just maybe she saw you now you're stuck in traffic trying to get to work you can see your building from the highway what the hell is all that smoke pouring out of the top floors. . .

THAT'S FUCKING HARSH YOU FUCKING SHITBIRDS.