Totten’s article is a target-rich environment, but when you shoot fish in a barrel you still end up with dead fish:
I waited for my helicopter flight with two other civilians – Willie from Texas and Larry from Florida.
Willie and Larry work construction for private companies in harsh places like Iraq and Afghanistan. They are both well-rounded individuals with Red State tastes and political views and a worldliness and cosmopolitanism that surpasses that of most people who live in the Blue States.
Totten, an effete Republican elite, clearly doesn’t know squat about the construction industry, which exists in virtually all states, red and blue. Like many of the mental cripples on the right, he assumes that all manly jobs are done by Republicans in red states. And like many of the twisted fucks on the right he thrills in finding construction types who’ve seen Cats.
I’d like to introduce him to Deb, my buddy Jon’s daughter. She supervises road construction crews and would cheerfully kick Totten’s lily-white ass up around his ears. Come to think of it, my red state, farm-raised, factory-hardened right foot wouldn’t mind taking a shot at Totten’s sorry ass either.
If the gasbag right truly believed in this occupation they call a war, not only would they enlist, but they’d reach out to the left to build support here at home. Instead they resort to petty insults and cheap shots, trying to rub our noses in their superiority.
Mark takes apart the inanity of Totten’s column, from his twelve-hour wait for a flight into Baghdad, during which Totten avails himself of the chance to interview literally hundreds of soldiers by…describing the folding chairs to Totten making the brilliant claim that “The odds that you personally will be anywhere near the next car bomb or IED are microscopic.” I highly recommend reading both posts.