
Dont you hate it when innocent Canadian soldiers are mistaken for our baby killing American ones? It happens all the time – especially when you’re a Democrat. Michelle Malkin bring out attention to this issue. A DNC picture implores us to support our troops, unlike those evil Republicans.
However, there’s only one problem. The picture show doesn’t appear to be an AMERICAN soldier at all.
To be honest, the DNC could have done worse. Here are some of the images they reject, not because they were inaccurate, but because of bad lighting.
This picture was too small. But many Democrats liked it because they were big fans of Fantasy Island.

This Muslim American soldier would have been perfect, especially during Ramadan. However, they were unable to get a Media Release signed as they were unable to find the handsome young American devil.

This one would have been good. They weren’t sure though if this lady was a soldier or sailor. Servicemen recognize their own, unfortunately, Paris was nowhere near any sea men.

This one was too bright. Otherwise, they would have enjoyed using the statement: Mr. F. Hydrant served in Iraq and now states that there’s no way out for our troops. Also, that you should always park ten feet away from him.
All in all, I have to say that the DNC chose a picture that was a fair representation of Americans. So let us all treat them just a bit nicer.

This is becoming my mantra, Dems and Libs never let the truth influence their decisions on issues. These people have a very tentative grasp of reality and when one pushes them they have a tendency to become hysterical and paranoid.
What they really need is psychiatric help, and maybe an enema .
What a great laugh. Yep, the guy in the pic is wearing a Canadian uniform. It’s still up on their website. I wonder if he is from French Quebec? Also, don’t all of the people in the banner look like they are doing their best Howard Scream imitation?
Seanmahair – an enema would only rob the DNC of their brain matter.
I think the last photo is an accurate depiction of our troops. They’re out there, trying to put out fires, but the dogs on the left always go out of their way to try & piss on them.
I think we on the right are missing the bigger picture here. This was not a boneheaded mistake on the part of the DNC, it was far more sinister than that, it is a glimpse of the future. Sorry about the length of this logic track, but it all fits.
Given: Democrat presidents have a track record of gutting the military to a level of impotence (see Carter, Jimmah)
Given: Democrat presidents have a track record of starting conflicts, but only with countries that in no way threaten our national interests to help groups seen as oppressed. (see Clinton, Willy and Kosovo)
Given: The liklihood of said conflict increases with either a Democrat scandal and/or pressure from far left groups.
Given: PETA is a far left group that thinks animals (at least cute ones) are equal to people (see Jane PETA activist squash a cockroach in her kitchen) and anyone who disagrees is a blatent speciesist @$$#*!%.
Given: Canada has resumed hunting baby seals (see how cute the baby seals are) with clubs.
Therefore it follows that after the Democrats win the election, and Hillary is caught on video reinacting the baseball bat scene from The Untouchables at a cabinet meeting, they will bow to the pressure of PETA to launch an invasion of Canada to protect the seal citizens from the evil speciesist humans, however having gutted the military, we will lose and become the province of South Canada, making the DNC picture correct.
This has been Dan Rather, and I would like to say that I for one welcome our new Canadian Overlords, eh?
Stop talking about Michelle Malkin!
I just hope that when the time comes, the Canadians remember that I can help to round up others to toil in their underground syrup mines.
I beg to differ on the sailor photo. I’ll bet she’s near plenty of semen…
Oh, SEA MEN. Nevermind.
Attention non-Canadian North Americans:
We are coming doen there to crush your nation, eh? You hosers better start laying doen your arms (like we did), and surrender when the Moontie comes to your door, eh, or else you’ll have more broken teeth than Wayne Gretzky. You will be compelled to remain ootside picking up litter while we watch from our chesterfields while drinking Moosehead and munching on timbits. Then, if you’re lucky, we’ll let you knobs wash our Maazdas with a frozen wash mitt, eh? WATCH OOT!
i think some of thoes pic have been shoped
Gee, ya think so?!! I presume that “shoped” means “shopped.” I know what Photoshop is, but what is a shope?
Hey, don’t be talkin’ shit about Canada. We’re over there to fight and after takin’ some licks, it’s time to dial it up a little.
“Personally… if my kid was in Afghanistan, and if it gave my child even a marginally better chance of survival – there isn’t a raggedy-ass terrorist scrotum I’d hesitate to introduce to my good friend “Major Voltage”.”
It always surprises me just how far the “Reality-Based Community” has come since they left their Base behind.
This is not unusual. I can’t count how many times since 2003 a TV news report would be talking about the US Army or Marines in Mosul or Fallujah and then show file footage of British soldiers in Basra or something.
Them army costumes all look the same to the detail oriented media.
Damn, Brian! (the adequate) Very freaking interesting synopsis.
Have you been doing research for Michael Crichton???
“Durrr, I’m a Democrat! I don’t know military dress!”
“Given: Canada has resumed hunting baby seals (see how cute the baby seals are) with clubs.”
Of course, any person who reads fact knows that killing baby seals in Canada has been illegal for decades. People just don’t know how to understand that not every species on Earth takes 18 years to mature (seals only take a matter of weeks before they’re adult).
Obviously the fire hydrant isn’t Paris Hilton’s, since it’s not chrome plated. In that case i’ll assume it belongs to either Osama or Hugo, although the Canadian soldier in the foreground does look as though his keester is bothering him.