Posts Tagged ‘Kabul’

This Is Your Captain Speaking…

By mike flugennockThursday - August 19th, 2021Categories: Afghanistan, Bidenism, Middle East, War on Terror, war and peace


I present for you now, ladies’n'gents, my very first cartoon of the 2024 Presidential campaign — and leave all hope behind…

Human remains were reportedly found in the landing gear of a US military plane after it departed Kabul airport, with harrowing unverified footage purporting to show a person trapped on the plane’s exterior as it took off…

…In footage too graphic to publish, presumably filmed through a window by a passenger on board the plane, the person was seen trapped outside the craft in mid-flight, though it is unclear exactly when the video was captured or how long after the C-17 took off.

— RT.com, 08.17.2021

…and the tweet in question has since been pulled for “violating the Twitter rules” — though, luckily, that evil, terrible old Russian-controlled media nabbed us a frame or two. I wish I’d jumped on it and downloaded a copy of the video as soon as I saw it — barely 7 months in, and we already have a disgustingly apt visual metaphor for the entirety of the Biden Years.

This is your future, working-class America.

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Miss Kabul

By mike flugennockSunday - August 15th, 2021Categories: Afghanistan, Bidenism, War on Terror, war and peace

Elvis has left the building. At last.

…and as the band was playing him out, the Beltway chattering class was in a mass conniption over all those poor, helpless collaborators we left behind, and our lack of political will, and how, if we could only piss away another trillion or two and tough it out until mid-century, we could lick those mean old Taliban once and for all.

In the days leading up to Elvis’ departure from the building, the press was full of screeching and howling about how this wasn’t going to be like the evacuation of Saigon, honest it wasn’t, seriously, for real — and the louder they howled, the more convinced I was that it would be like the evacuation of Saigon, except even more awesome.

I was 18 when I watched terrified Embassy flunkies being plucked off the roof by the choppers on TV. The draft had officially ended around 1971 or so, but I still had to register. Got a ready-to-burn card and everything. The day Saigon fell, I was about two weeks from graduating high school, and classified 1-H.

Turn out the lights, the party’s over…!

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