Not that I don’t still get worked up. The upcoming expiration of the Taliban Five travel ban is pissing me off, and would have rated several days worth of coverage on the radio program if my cancer had allowed me to hold on to it. It’s not news, really—which the White House was quick to point out this week. The Obama administration (if you can use that word to describe what this regime does) said one year ago that the Taliban’s five worst terrorists would be free to move about the planet one year after we got our man back. At least they were honest about that, although they described Bowe Berdahl at the time as someone who had served with honor, which we knew at the time was not only an artless lie but an artless g-d lie. But at least the process did set a value on the manpower for the various sides when it comes to this sort of thing: The best men the Taliban have to offer are worth zero point two American deserters a pop. (Excuse me, make that accused deserters). Imagine how they’d stack up to real American soldiers—many of whom died to put them in cages to begin with?
