PFC. Hinderaker fights the war on three fronts.

Not satisfied with fighting World War VII on just the Iraq and domestic fronts, the 101st Fighting Keyboarders' John Hinderaker risked carpal tunnel syndrome and Cheeto toxicosis to drop a full load of swagger on the Islamunists of Lebanon, Friday:

There are two kinds of terrorists: live terrorists and dead ones. The basic object of anti-terror policy should be to turn the former into the latter. As long as that process is proceeding satisfactorily, it should continue. The time for a cease-fire, it seems to me, is when Hezbollah has more or less run out of live terrorists. I don't think that moment has yet arrived.

I don't know if the IDF heard him, but they obviously didn't think the moment had arrived either:

"They wrote the names of the dead children on their plastic shrouds. 'Mehdi Hashem, aged seven Qana' was written in felt pen on the bag in which the little boy's body lay. 'Hussein al-Mohamed, aged 12 Qana', 'Abbas al-Shalhoub, aged one Qana.' And when the Lebanese soldier went to pick up Abbas's little body, it bounced on his shoulder as the boy might have done on his father's shoulder on Saturday. In all, there were 56 corpses brought to the Tyre government hospital and other surgeries, and 34 of them were children. When they ran out of plastic bags, they wrapped the small corpses in carpets. Their hair was matted with dust, most had blood running from their noses.

Let's all join PFC Hinderaker in praying that the bombings continue until every last one of these terrorists is dead.