How to Handle Dirtbags

In case you needed further information as to the kind of people we are sending to Gitmo, this is what the ones who got away are doing with their spare time:

Zahidabad, Afghanistan -- It was little more than a shed, with no chairs or desks. But for the 50 girls who had studied there since April, the two-room school in this pastoral pocket of Logar province was all that stood between a lifetime of ignorance and a glimmer of knowledge.

Now, the doors have been padlocked, the teacher says he is too scared to return, and the former students are back to their customary chores -- pumping water at the village well, weeding onion fields and carrying loads of animal fodder on their heads.

That may be exactly what the unknown assailants had in mind when they broke into the shed late at night 10 days ago, doused the classrooms with fuel and set them afire, leaving behind leaflets in the Dari language warning that girls should not go to school and that teachers should not teach them.

"When I was walking home today, the little girls followed me and asked when they could go back to school, but I am not ready to teach them again because I am afraid for my own safety," confided Fazel Ahmed, 39, the school's only teacher. "I'm very upset. These students will make the future of our community and our country."

Just for the record, someone tell Andrew Sullivan that, if caught, I strongly condone the severe beatings of the non-Americans, not under the protection of the U.S. Constitution, who did this.

Remember the school held hostage in Belsan? If there were any cowards alive afterwards, you know, the ones that shot children in the back after they ran---beatings...beatings...then throw them into the ham room.

Gitmo is Chucky Cheese compared to what I'd do with it.

Saddam Hussein eats fruit loops as the Iraq people continue to be blown apart on the streets. His reign of terror continues--maybe not in his name, but it continues.

I say we just drop him off in downtown Basra and drive away.

But then again, I'm kind of a bastard that way.