A Redneck’s Take

On Sharon’s Illness And Impending Death…


I was born in 1959.

Israel, in its present geographic location, was at that time about 12 years old, as I recall.

Since then, I have managed to grow to maturity, get a college education, while at the same time watch a world full of idiots play ping-pong with the Jewish state that was created under the auspices of the United Nations and every other %$#@& tree hugging, liberal/conservative group of “busybodies” that were still suffering post WWII remorse for the German atrocities inflicted on this group of people.

I like the way the Israeli’s fight a war—circa 1967.

I like the way that the Israeli’s take care of terrorists—circa 1972.

I like the way that Israel deals with nuclear threats—Iran circa 1981.

I love to shoot the Israeli Desert Eagle 50 caliber pistol.

I don’t quite know enough about the details of the politics, but dammit if the
illness of the Israeli PM Ariel Sharon doesn’t come at the worst possible time in this so called "peace process."

I think that some serious intervention in the Gaza Strip and a bit of radio activity, delivered by friendly fire, may be the only solution to this area’s problem.