Oh, Dear Readers, what to do? I live in a town that doesn’t seem to place much importance on, oh, lets say, reading, so I don’t usually make friends easily here. I don’t want to be branded as an elitist, (well, maybe I do) but really, if someone has no idea whats going on the world outside of their own zipcode, i probably will find very little in common with them.
So, I am fiercely protective of the few friends i have. Yesterday, I was visiting The Missus and her hard-working, rock-solid husband. Try to understand, we spend alot of time with this family. We hang on weekends. We vacation together. Our daughters share a birthday, and a love for reading. In short, we are pretty dang close.
Well, when their eldest daughter, a beautiful, complicated, incredibly talented sweetheart of a girl greeted me yesterday, she did something so shocking, so anti-American, that I am torn between my love for this family, and my love for this country. What did she do, you ask?
She walked up and gave me a terrorist fist-jab.
She’s 12, y’all. A pre-teen mini-jihadist. Our Liberal ,appeasement -oriented public school system has produced our first, but probably not our last terrorist sympathizer.
Is it on me, then, to notify the authorities, or, at least Bill Hobbs? I’m concerned that silence is indeed tacit approval, and I cannot stomach the thought that she may only be the one that slipped up by giving “the sign”, that there could be dozens more like her right here in our God-fearing community. I hate to suspect that The Missus and her hard-working, rock-solid husband might be aiding and abetting a home grown terrorist cell.
But, suspect them I must.
p.s.: I DID notice her wearing a scarf once. (smacks forehead)