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RIP Trooper Scott A. Patrick

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Trooper Scott A. Patrick, 27, was shot in the neck when he stopped to check a vehicle with flat tires on an expressway exit ramp in Gary, according to the Indiana State Police.

As Patrick approached the driver, who was walking away from the car, the man pulled a pistol and shot Patrick above his bulletproof vest, police said. Patrick died at North Lake Methodist Hospital in Gary.

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Patrick was the 42nd trooper to die on duty since 1933 and the fourth Indiana police officer to die on the job this month. The last trooper killed on duty was Jason E. Beal, struck by a vehicle on Jan. 15, 2000, in Kosciusko County.

For Frodo

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I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, and we forsake our friends, and break all bonds of fellowship.

But it is not this day.

– Aragorn

Gaddafi: Survivor

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WASHINGTON – Libya’s stunning decision yesterday to surrender its weapons of mass destruction followed two decades of international isolation and some of the world’s most punishing economic sanctions. In the end, Libyan leader Moammar Gaddafi was under so much pressure that he was forced to seek an end to the economic and political isolation threatening his regime — and his own survival, according to U.S. and British officials and outside experts. [MSNBC]

The End of the Myth of Saddam

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The race is over. The Oscar for Best Documentary, Short Subject, goes to … “Saddam’s Dental Exam.”

Screenplay: First Brigade, U.S. 4th I.D.

Producer: P. Bremer Enterprises, Baghdad.

Director: the anonymous genius at U.S. headquarters who chose this clip as the world’s first view of Saddam in captivity.

In the old days, the conquered tyrant was dragged through the streets behind the Roman general’s chariot. Or paraded shackled before a jeering crowd. Or, when more finality was required, had his head placed on a spike on the tower wall. [Townhall Online]

The Last Crawl

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Yesterday was the last day for the Central Artery in downtown Boston, my bane of existance for more than a year driving to and from work. Driving home tonight from up north will be different for the first time in my lifetime.

For all of the $15b project, this will save me around 15 minutes of time.

$1b a minute, a good deal, right?

On Europeans

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And so it typically goes. Most of these European interlocutors are impressively educated. They are naturally inquisitive and well versed in the nuances of culture. But there is also a great fear among them — almost as if the United States is a painful reminder that the world might not be so calm beyond their shores. If we would just not stir things up, leave it alone, not worry about it — the “problem” of terror might go away — as if the Soviet Union once collapsed due not to billions invested in American deterrence, but to a change of heart by well-meaning Marxists in Moscow.

Europeans fixate on American and Israeli foibles — and not the far greater transgressions of Russians, Chinese, Iranians, or Arabs. Why? Because we alone listen to them, and with us they are not overwhelmed by the magnitude of a Grozny, Tibet, mass hangings in Tehran, the obliteration of an entire town in Hama, or the gassing of Kurds. And of course Mr. Bush does not threaten to cut off any European journalist’s testicles, or brag about not clicking his heels to Germans.

I’m sure that the Europeans are light-years ahead of us in the use of public transportation. They probably are wiser in their per-capita energy utilization, and their primary and secondary education may be superior. But there is also something of Calypso’s island about them. For all their professed enjoyment of food, shelter, and lovemaking, the Europeans are bored silly with their listless routine and are increasingly timid — this from a great people who should not, but really do, live in terror of their own past. Like Odysseus in his comfy subservience to Calypso, these mesmerized and complacent sensualists sometimes contemplate leaving the comfort of their fairyland atoll and in boredom weep nightly, gazing out at the seashore. But as yet they lack the hero’s courage to finally build a raft and sail rough seas to confront suitors who are trying to crash their civilization.

This war would be over far sooner if 350 million Europeans insisted on a modicum of behavior from Middle Eastern rogue regimes, rounded up and tried terrorists in their midst, deported islamofascists, cut off funding to killers on the West Bank, ignored Yasser Arafat — and warned the next SOB who blew up Europeans in Turkey, North Africa, or Iraq that there was a deadly reckoning to come from the continent that invented the Western military tradition. Indeed, European sophistication and experience, combined with real power, could be a great aid to the West in its effort to promote liberal and consensual governments outside its shores. But if they do not even believe in the unique legacy of their civilization, then why should we — much less their enemies?

So for now we should not lament that the Europeans are no longer real allies, but rather be thankful that they are still for a while longer neutrals rather than enemies — these strange and brilliant people who somehow lost their way, and no longer can distinguish between a noisy Knesset and Arafat’s hangmen, much less between those racing to topple a tyrant in Baghdad and others lounging at Sebrenica. [Victor Davis Hanson]

We Know What to Do

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A FEW MONTHS AGO in Kuwait, a local man shared his thoughts on the subject. “When you get Saddam,” he told me, “you give him to us.”

“We know what to do.”

From Citizen Smash.