Worth a thousand (just) words: show the photos, Mr. President

May 5, 2011

I’ve been amazed at how the Obama administration has taken the immense good feelings generated by a brilliant intelligence and military operation and just about killed it through gross incompetence in handling the post-mission PR: erroneous and contradictory statements, walkbacks, failure to give credit where credit is due — wasn’t “communication” supposed to be one of the strengths of The Smartest President Ever(tm)?

Anyway, and to get back to the point, release of the photos of bin Laden’s bullet-riddled corpse has turned into another PR headache for the Administration after President Obama changed his mind and decided not to release them. Not only is this spawning rumors that this is a fake and Osama isn’t really dead, but it has a lot of Americans peeved, too; Osama made it his personal mission to kill as many of us as possible — and we want to see him dead.

I was planning to go on at length about this, but Jim Geraghty in today’s Morning Jolt(1) is on fire, and I’m happy to quote him with a hearty “Me, too!”:

Well, it didn’t take long for President Obama to obliterate those warm feelings he generated on Sunday night. From the moment we heard the news, I’ll bet some not-insignificant percentage of the American public said, “I want to see the body.” Not because we’re a bunch of voyeurs, but because we’ve been through these false alarms with disturbing regularity since 9/11. We think we get a guy, and then we don’t. We had several false alarms with Saddam Hussein, and when he was captured, they showed a short video of him getting checked out by doctors.

What’s that, Mr. President? The photos are “very graphic”? So was watching people jump to their deaths from the blazing Twin Towers, you hyperactive condescending nanny. About ten years ago, we had a national traumatic experience as we all watched thousands of people die before our very eyes when the towers collapsed. Since then, we’ve seen Daniel Pearl beheaded, Madrid subway cars blown up, London buses and trains blown up, Bali nightclubs blown up, a Beslan school turned into a massacre site. We’ve seen enough death and dismemberment of innocent civilians to last a lifetime. So pardon me for thinking that our delicate sensibilities might be able to handle seeing the man with more American blood on his hands than anyone else on the planet missing an eye and with some brain matter exposed.

What’s that? It might be “an incitement to additional violence”? Show me one extremist Muslim who’s not going to go into a violent rage over killing bin Laden, but who will do so if he sees the photos. Go out and find him. A few weeks ago, a bunch of Afghanis went on a rampage and killed a bunch of aid workers because Pastor Pyro down in Florida decided to flame-broil a Koran. A controversial book, a cartoon, the latest conspiracy theory — it doesn’t matter. These guys are just looking for excuses to run around and kill people in a frenzy.

I am tired of my government’s adjusting its policies in these inane attempts to placate the triggers of rage among unstable people — as if it’s our fault for provoking them.

The truth will set you free, even when it’s ugly or gruesome.

I watched live as the second plane struck the World Trade Center, Mr. President, and I’ve seen the photos of people leaping to their deaths; don’t you dare treat me like a toddler.

Release the photos.

(1) If you’re not a subscriber, your life is empty and meaningless.

(Crossposted at Sister Toldjah)

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