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What is it we don't get about our enemies?

Why are we such stumble-bums, as my father might say?

We invite Mahmoud Ahmadinejad to lunch at the grown-up's table, then insult him.

I don't think it takes a Mensa member to figure out that inviting the little monkey-man puppet of the Mad Mullahs of Iran to speak at a major American university was a really stupid idea, one that only a Liberal could have thunk up, and upon consideration, still considered it a dandy plan.

The idea that inviting the president of a country that has declared war on America (oh yes, they have, look it up!), is currently and directly involved killing our troopers in Iraq is not a stupid, offensive, unpatriotic thing to do apparently did not even cross the minds of the excessively educated boobs at Columbia.

And once having committed the grotesquely moronic public relations faux pas, Bollinger, in an attempt to salvage some appearance of Americanism...commits a further idiocy by insulting a guest from the Middle East, where hospitality is sacred.

At a stroke, the President of Columbia University demonstrated that Americans are both weak and barbaric. Nice work. Leave it to academia.

And the Media. You'd think they'd get tired of being played by pipsqueaks and Third-Worlders. But they go for it every time. I'd say they were Pollyannas and eternal optimists if I didn't see the cruel and malicious joy they take in the damage their "accidental blindness" and "naivete" causes their chosen victims.

False stories about Israeli soldiers targeting children.
Forged documents about Bush's military record.
Wilson's lies about his trip to Africa.
Plame's absurdist "outing" scenario.
Endless fake torture stories about Abu Ghraib.
Palestinian Yellow Helmet repeatedly posing dead children "killed in Israeli attacks" in Lebanon.
Lies about U.S. Marines slaughtering Iraqi civilians.
Uncorroborated fantasy reports of atrocities at the "front" by privates with literary ambitions stationed in Kuwait.
And on and on and on and on...

If I didn't know better, I'd begin to suspect their motives.

The Gunslinger