Why I Became A Republican On 9/11
Some of my friends disappeared into a mushroom cloud on 9/11. Many more who I wish were my friends also died.
The fallen left me here among the apologist Democrats. I felt that the best of us died on that day. I was forced to listen to the Democrats blaming our three thousand deaths on Americans, tsk-tsk, building air force bases in Saudi Arabia. They got this idea from paranoid schizophrenic Osama bin Laden's ramblings in his Afghan cave.
The Democrats said we weren't multi-cultural enough and that if we accepted Sharia Law the Moslems wouldn't be so antagonistic towards us. It didn't bother them that Sharia Law allowed no separation of church and state, despite liberal insistence on separation of church and state.
Nor did it bother the Democrats that Jews and Christians weren't allowed in Mecca. Still, they felt the Moslems had the right to build a mosque on every street corner in America.
The Democrats accused us of protecting Israel from suicide bombers with cruel fences. They wasted our money on clean energy which doesn't exist and they refused to drill in Anwar or the Gulf yet they pretended they wanted to wean us off foreign oil.
So what could I do?
I had to become a Republican. Nothing else made sense. It was the only position that didn't smell of treason.