I don't care The lady who wrote this letter is Pam Foster of
Pamela Foster and Associates in Atlanta. She's
been in business since 1980 doing interior design
and home planning. She recently wrote a letter to a
family member serving in Iraq. Read it.



Subject: I don't care!



WHAT'S ALL THE FUSS?


"Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was
it or was it not started by Islamic people who
brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were
people from all over the world, mostly Americans,
not brutally murdered that day, in downtown
Manhattan, across the Potomac from our nation's
capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania? Did nearly
three thousand men, women and children die a
horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or
didn't they?



And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran
was "desecrated" when an overworked American soldier
kicked it or got it wet? Well, I don't. I don't care
at all.


I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns
himself in and repents for incinerating all those
innocent people on 9/11.


I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the
Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the
mere possession of which is a crime in Saudi Arabia.



I'll care when Abu Musab al-Zarqawi tells the
world he is sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head
while Berg screamed through his gurgling, slashed
throat.


I'll care when the cowardly so-called "insurgents"
in Iraq come out and fight like men instead of
disrespecting their own religion by hiding in
mosques.



I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow
themselves up in search of nirvana care about the
innocent children within range of their suicide
bombs.


I'll care when the American media stops pretending
that their First Amendment liberties are somehow
derived from international law instead of the United
States Constitution's Bill of Rights.



I'll care when Clinton-appointed judges stop
ordering my government to release photos of the
abuses at Abu Ghraib, which are sure to set off the
Islamic extremists just as Newsweek's lies did a few
weeks ago.



In the meantime, when I hear a story about a brave
marine roughing up an Iraqi terrorist to obtain
information, know this: I don't care.



When I see a fuzzy photo of a pile of naked Iraqi
prisoners who have been humiliated in what amounts
to a college hazing incident, rest assured that I
don't care.



When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the
head when he is told not to move because he might be
booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank that I
don't care.



When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a
Koran and a prayer mat, and fed "special" food that
is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that
his holy book is being "mishandled," you can
absolutely believe in your heart of hearts that I
don't care.



And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes
it's spelled "Koran" and other times "Quran." Well,
Jimmy Crack Corn and -- you guessed it -- I don't
care!" -




Submitted by D.T.  ¶ 10:29 PM