I'm going to have my say and then you can read what Ted Nugent wrote. I'm sure this will piss off some people but hey, you should learn to live with disappointment.
The islamist whackjob who survived the shootout with LEO's in Massachuesetts gave up his right to any protections under the Constitution because of one simple fact: he lied when he took the oath of citizenship. He took that oath knowing he was going to, at some point in the near future, set explosive devices and kill Americans. He took that oath under false pretenses and for purposes of evasion, which is in direct violation of the oath. He should have been shot down in the street like the rabid dog he is.
Time to stretch neck of jihadist punk
by Ted Nugent
If the bombing, killings and maiming of Bostonians by the two voodoo whack-job
jihadists in Boston isn’t maddening enough, the next tsunami of insults should drive any American addicted to common sense crazy.
The jihadist punk in custody is obviously guilty of committing murder, terrorist acts and a whole book of other crimes, but he won’t be brought to justice.
Justice
is supposed to be swift. At least that’s how our Founding Fathers thought
it should be.
Imagine
if this jihadist punk had basically committed the same crimes 150 years
ago. He would have been swinging from an oak tree in Boston Common no
longer than 60 days from the date of his arrest. That would be justice.
But
that won’t happen to this guilty voodoo vermin. If he’s ever executed, it
will be many years from now after our so-called justice system goes through its
strange eternal, time-wasting, court-and-lawyer maneuvers from hell. The ugly
truth is that by the time this voodoo punk is executed, America will probably
have had to deal with any number of other bombings and killings by other voodoo
nuts.
He
probably won’t go to trial for more than a year due to court-sanctioned delays.
Once he’s found guilty, he will be afforded any number of appeals that will
take more years, possibly more than a decade. The young voodoo nut has got
a long life in front of him, thanks to America’s screwed-up justice
system.
A
perfect example of justice delayed is terminal voodoo mass murderer Nidal Malik
Hasan, who killed 13 soldiers and wounded 32 others at Fort Hood in
2009. Allahu Akbar, my ass.
This
voodoo punk’s trial is finally set to begin on May 29 of this year – almost
four long years after he shouted “Allahu Akbar” and began his voodoo-inspired
rampage in yet another gun-free zone.
This
four-year dastardly delay to bring this guilty punk to justice is damnable.
What’s equally damnable is that our Defense Department categorizes his
slaughter rampage as “workplace violence,” rather the overtly obvious
act of voodoo terrorism that everyone knows it was. Workplace
violence? Talk about spitting on the graves of our dead heroes.
Hasan
is a voodoo terrorist who should have been the feature attraction at a
neck-stretching party on the grounds of Fort Hood years ago. I would have
supplied the rope, the lumber for the gallows and gladly pulled the hatch on
this soulless rabid dog.
There
is no excuse for constant delays and years of appeals when there is
overwhelming and obvious guilt.
This
isn’t justice – it’s a joke.
Justice
occurred in 1865 when the all the conspirators who assisted John Wilkes Booth
in
assassinating President Lincoln had their necks stretched less than three
months after Booth killed President Lincoln.
Had
our modern system of justice been in play in 1865, Booth’s conspirators would
have died in prison of old age instead of having their necks properly
stretched.
There
is nothing swift or just about our justice system. Turtles are speed
demons compared to American jurisprudence, which has been hijacked by
soulless lawyers and is being terrorized by years and years of
intentionally engineered costly delays.
By
the time the Boston voodoo punk’s trials, appeals and maneuvering are all
exhausted and he’s finally sent to voodoo land, this legal charade will have
cost the American taxpayers tens of millions of dollars. More unnecessary
insults.
My
dream of real justice would be a July 4 celebration of stringing this
son-of-a-b-tch up in the Boston Common and letting the crows pick on his
rotting flesh.
There
will be no swift justice for the Boston voodoo punk. He’s got a long life
ahead of him. How pathetic.