Meanwhile, there's San Bernardino

Everyone's happy to rev up for the 9/11 annual day of sobbing.

The names of the victims will be read. People on Twatter will post "Sad."

People on Farcebook will once again go into a long description of where they were and what they saw, while Millennials will be out chasing Pokemon on their phones.

But the Saudi cocksuckers who flew the planes were just that.

How about THESE two?

Last December's massacre in California was the work of San Bernardino County health inspector Syed Farook, 28, and his Pakistan-born wife Tashfeen Malik, 29.

Yeah, read THAT back. These two weren't imported murderers from the Saudi sandbox. They weren't even poor, poor, sad, sad immigrants from Syria. Farook had a very good job. It paid well. He lived in La-La-Land where it's never cold or snowy. Was he grateful?

We're supposed to shrug and say, "Oh well, that was a one-shot." (Actually, 14 shot dead, another 22 shot and injured). Let's not condemn a whole group on the basis of 2 people. Or the dozens and dozens more just like them scattered around the world, who seem so unlikely to commit terrorist acts, but DO.

The Muzzies get very grumpy and offended about being watched, or even given a second glance as they sulk around in their burqas and their ritualistic bullshit outfits. Same way niggas with their pants down around their thighs glare when the security guard shadows them in a drug store. Freedom, Thomas Jefferson said, requires eternal vigilance. At the very least.