The countdown begins to the punting of Dubya and the return to society. Thanks to   Bush’s Last Day  I now have a countdown timer. Sweet! This, my friends, is what the internet is all about: geeks helping geeks ensure freedom of speech*.

*= Sanity check clause: Now some might consider my words “unpatriotic”. However I would like to point out that I do support my country. It’s the pseudo-elected village-idiot puppet-in-charge that I don’t support. Just as I can support troops without supporting the oops … I mean the “war on terror”.

Hey, speaking on the “War on Terror” how are things going in Afghanistan lately? Oh, I’m sorry … don’t I mean Iraq? No. I don’t. Makes you wonder though.

Well, we’ve done it. We actually whipped it out to have a pissing match with China to prove that ours is just as big. (Whipped out an SM-3 missile that is.)

As if no one already knew that.

I mean really. So China has proven they can shoot down satellites. And now we’ve reminded them that so can we. And that has accomplished … what? A not so gentle reminder of the obvious? Bah. Boys and their toys.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for the ability to intercept and destroy high-speed incoming projectiles with SM-3s. It’s nice to know you’re not likely to be nuked even if someone tries. But what did an innocent spy satellite that never worked from the beginning ever do to anyone? Maybe if it had collected some images? Or had technology that worked…

So we’ve officially carried out one of the most expensive skeet shoots ever. Just to remind the world (especially China) that we can. Yipee.

Oh, and “we saved the world from that evil rocket fuel.” Yeah. Because other satellites with the same fuel don’t ever burn up on re-entry. It was just sooooo dangerous. And if you believe that I have a bridge to sell you…

But hey. After Afghanistan and Iraq I guess the United States had to prove we could do something right. We can shoot down anything! Be it in a jungle, or on the plains, or even in space!

Dubya: Just don’t hide in a cave. We don’t like caves. They’re all twisty and turny and stuff. And dark. I’m afraid of the dark. Hold me!