The Evil Petting Zoo

So, let's say you're a journalist in Iraq. In trying to get a story, you've done what few other journalists have- that is, blend in with the locals by learning their language and adopting their style of dress. In the course of your investigation, you are kidnapped and held hostage for months by men who have a reputation for going all French Revolution on American journalists. But you do not lose your cool. Although you are forced to denounce the very nation you stand for on tape, although one of your colleagues is killed in your presence, although the date of your possible execution is dangled in front of you like a poisoned carrot on a stick, you maintain your composure. You do what you have to do to stay alive, fooling your captors into thinking they have power over you. As a result, you survive, and are released back into the loving arms of your home nation.

Now, let's say that, when you got home, you found that people were talking about you turning into a suicide bomber and bearing your captor's baby, or saying you had Stockholm Syndrome. How would you go after them: with a hatchet, or a chainsaw?

These fuckers stand in their ivory towers and talk about war like they've seen it face to face. And when someone who's actually seen the horrors of war comes home and doesn't act exactly as they want her to, they throw her in the trash. You are some real fucking patriots, douchenozzles.