When your PR smoke signals get crossed
Well tickle my tomahawk! Didn’t you just know that someone would find something offensive in the righteous rub-out of Bin Ladin (and no, I’m not referring to the wackad-allahs running through the streets with pictures of Ozzie, weeping over his soggy end.)
I’m referring to the American Indians, oops, Native Americans, oops, indigenous citizens who are upset that we used the code name “Geronimo” for the plan to execute Al Qaeda’s leader.
I guess there are Frowns along the Mohawk today.
But this is just a lot of Sitting Bull, if you ask me.
You really have to laugh, to keep from crying at the idiocy of political correctness gone mad.