Sheeps Clothing

And, of course, the NY Times falls for the speil.

Yesterday in the ‘Paper of Retard’, a story from a recently released Club Gitmo attendee:

In the early summer of 2001, when I was 19, I made the mistake of listening to my older brother and going to Afghanistan on what I thought was a dream vacation. His friends, he said, were going to look after me. They did — channeling me to what turned out to be a Qaeda training camp. For two months, I was there, trapped in the middle of the desert by fear and my own stupidity.

As soon as my time was up, I headed home. I was a few miles from the Pakistani border when I learned with horror about the attacks of 9/11. Days later, the border was sealed off, and the only way through to Pakistan and a plane to Europe was across the mountains of the Hindu Kush. I was with a group of people who were all going the same way. No one was armed; most of them, like me, had been lured to Afghanistan by a misguided and mistimed sense of adventure, and were simply trying to make their way home.

I was seized by the Pakistani Army while having tea at a mosque shortly after I managed to cross the border. A few days later I was delivered to the United States Army: although I didn’t know it at the time, I was now labeled an “enemy combatant.” It did not matter that I was no one’s enemy and had never been on a battlefield, let alone fought or aimed a weapon at anyone.

Sounds sad, doesn’t it? Made my heart pump purple piss for the guy.

Until I found out what the Times omitted from the story (Via Ace)  :

1) The man has been repatriated into France, where he awaits trial on terror charges.

2) The man’s father is an extremist cleric, and a convicted terrorist.

3) The man’s brother is a convicted terrorist, and indeed was convicted today (the day the sob story ran).

4) The man’s mother is a convicted terrorist.

5) So is his sister.

So we have a member of a terrorist FAMILY, and we let him go?

I’d hate to think about the guys we still have, then.