The freeper rock album gives me an idea...

It's late but I have this idea to write a jammin' rock song about kidnappin' a handful of chickenhawk freepers, hauling them to the nearest recruiter in the trunk of a car, and enlisting them against their will.

Working title: "If You Love This War, Go Fight In It."

except how are you gonna force them to enlist? You'd probably need the recriuter's complicity.

As for complicity, no real problem.

A couple months ago the Big Outrage was some kid who decided to play the recruiter. He told the recruiter he was a general-purpose sleazebag--dope, crime, GPA that made Kent "Flounder" Dorfman ("fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son") from Animal House look like a diligent student--and the recruiter said he could most definitely join the army.

I figure I write in a liberal recruiter who has seen combat in every war since Saint Ronnie took office, a liberal drill sergeant who thinks chickenhawks are traitors, and a liberal company commander who refuses to kick chickenhawks out no matter how hard they try to fuck up, and we'll have our little chickenhawks patrolling the streets of Mosul in no time.