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Frequent Iowahawk Guest-Blogger Abu Musab Al-Zarqawi had his dissent viciously quashed today by the U.S. Air Force, using 500-lb bombs dropped from two F-16 fighter jets. Zarqawi, who's been blogging from Iraq since the war began in 2003, could not be reached for comment, though his thumbs have now been found.

You can get reactions from around the world by watching the non-partisan coverage on the Pentagon Channel at ChannelChooser, at channel #2. But whatever you do, don't go down to channels 62-70, because that's where the naughty stuff is.

I would be James Lileks:

Recall the prime directive: Question Authority (unless he's a college professor). The plotters must have been impoverished olive farmers radicalized by the removal of Saddam Hussein. Why, if someone came in and toppled your president, you'd go to their country and ... well, you'd thank them. Unless they did it for the wrong reasons! Then you'd blow something up. Like an SUV dealership. At night.

And then I could say smart-boy stuff like he does. Actually, I've probably talked too much about Lileks lately. My girlfriend's starting to suspect something. But he's so darn...homey! I can't help myself.

Via Hot Air.

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THE NEW YORK TIMES IS A HACKISH PARTISAN FISH-WRAPPER!

* MUST CREDIT RUBE *

OK, maybe that's not really what you might call a huge newsflash, at least to anybody who's been paying attention the last, oh, 5 years. But check out how they describe Francine "You don't need no steeenking Papers!" Busby:

For her part, Ms. Busby supported legislation passed by the Senate that would, among other provisions, permit some illegal immigrants to apply for citizenship.

Hmmm...that's not all she did to ease illegal immigration. Now, why wouldn't the Times mention that?

On June 6, 1944, 2 of my grand-uncles landed in Normandy, France. One of them didn't make it off the beach. The other, Lloyd, marched on foot through France, Belgium, Holland, and halfway across Germany fighting the Nazis. He did much of this in the winter of '44-'45, with towels wrapped around his feet to keep from getting frostbite. At my grandfather Arry's funeral, Uncle Lloyd told me the story about how he, along with the rest of his platoon, was forced to give up his winter boots to liberated French POW's on the Belgian border, who'd been in German Stalags since the fall of France in 1940. After lugging those heavy things on his back throughout the summer and fall of 1944, he was, needless to say, pissed.

Read more about the most important military operation of World War II, and maybe of the 20th century.
More links at Hot Air.

- Not 'Republicans'. Actual Nazis, the ones with the monocles and little mustaches.