Having satisfied its readers’ appetite for insightful commentary about the entertainment industry and popular culture, the fine folks at Big Hollywood treat us to this original and thoughtful essay on the torture controversy by one Jeffrey Jena:
So what is torture? There is no definition of torture anywhere that I can find. Is playing loud music torture? Then the kid next door to me needs to get a visit from the Attorney General so I can get some sleep. Bugs where you sleep? I always knew camping was torture! Cold and naked, that was my four years in college. Someone puts underpants on your head? Ever been to a kegger? Annoying voices saying things you find offensive, then Obama and Pelosi torture me every day.
How would the left extract information from terrorists? Sit them down in a well lit room with some nice Lazy-e-Boys and a cold soda, lean in close and say, “Do you have something to tell me?” Then lean back and wait until they are ready to open up? Maybe we could put them in therapy and in six or seven years they would have a breakthrough!
One wonders how Mr. Jena imagines policemen do their work. Do they torture murder suspects into a confession, or do they ask them nice questions while massaging thier feet and ordering Pad Thai? I can’t think of any other possibilities.
Posted by Tom in Buffoon Watch, Global War on Terror