JB Smiths Blog – Author @ books4free.com

What a loser… lol… he dyed his beard, rofl, fucking pussy…

OMG, those videos of him flipping the channel trying to find pictures of himself, are hysterical. I laughed so hard I couldn’t see straight, what a vain ass prim a Donna. He reminds me of Cory Feldman and Haim looking for their last blasts of fame, somewhere, somehow, and yet it just wasn’t coming.

How funny too is it that he was obsessed with his image so much he died his beard, yet someone took that video of him behind his back, without his knowing of him wrapped in a blanket, looking like a crippled old bearded man. I mean he’s supposedly this bad ass leader of a terrorist organization and he can’t even get one of his three wives to pick up around the house, lol, looks like a fucking crackden in that shit hole. And then, not only did they not clean the house, they filmed his old ass without his permission, lol, he’d totally lost his grip of control. They were probably mocking him as they filmed him flipping channels looking for videos of himself, lmao. He sure as fuck looked older than 5o something that’s for damn sure. I guess hiding from the CIA and NSA will age your ass fast, lol.

Also like that Corey, what a drug addict. Look it takes one to know one, and that motherfucker living in that squalid ass shack, with wires strewn and trash all over the place, with three television sets up against the wall, holding a remote control flipping through incessantly, no two ways about it that guy was a junkie. We can smell our own kind and as much as I hate to admit I had anything at all in common with that son of a bitch, without reservation, seeing that “compound” he lived in, he was a junkie. I wish I had the clearance to get my hands on his blood-work to see how much opiates he had in his system, how much THC from hashish and or weed, what was being grown in that garden etc. I mean the Taliban funds it’s operations on opiate growth don’t they? Speaking of which, where do the United States pharmaceutical industries get their poppies from I wonder?

Anyway, glad he’s dead, couldn’t care less about his wives, and neither did the CIA, we’ll let Pakistan fight amongst themselves over that trivial aspect, and we’ll sit back, listen and learn. Turns out Musharraf had told Bush we could invade Pakistan for OBL’s head ten years ago, but that of course, they would need to deny it loudly and publicly, which is exactly what is happening. The CIA Bureau chief’s name being ousted, well again, turns out this was inaccurate data, but whomever was provided that leak, sure as hell did just identify the hole in the boat. We’re gaining all kinds of Intel from this operation on all different fronts. Another jail break in Iraq this week after the big one last week in Afghanistan… wonder if they had RFID tags up their ass, lol, long story short, we are kicking ass on all fronts, their hasn’t been a major terrorist attack in ages, and the last gasp attempts by Yemeni born morons in 4 separate attempts throughout our country this weekend, though largely unreported, were pathetic and truly revealing how unprepared, scattered and useless Al Queda has become. Good riddance you fuckers. I did see a chopper in Atlanta scouring the rail line system, good our boys are on top of every little threat coming and going. The big congrats goes to our Intelligence gurus who can never brag, or even admit of their victories. Victory speaks for itself.

So it goes that Bin Laden is dead, his mythical image downgraded to a junkie watching himself on not even a flat screen television. You know whats really scary, how bad that place smelled I bet. Those poor wives. Fuck em, he’s dead and it’s over. Clean slate.

2011 is the year of Victory.

Also too, this year has taught me the ability to be 100% master of my emotions. To not participate in even my most daunting obsessions and allow them to die on their own accord. That is huge progress for this addict, alcoholic, obsessive compulsive.

I feel reborn, I feel free. My son will be 18 in 3 years and from there I can go anywhere in the world, free of all attachments. Surf in Costa Rica, or war photography in Afghanistan, I can do whatever the hell I want, because I am the master of my own destiny, the captain of my ship. I am not a slave to my emotions, and I don’t make decisions that I know are bad for me, no matter what my “heart” cries out for. I’m in control, and I choose to give that control to my higher power, or as I call him God, and everything in the world works out. It took us ten years to get Osama, but we did. Good and right prevails in this world. Every man woman and child knows in their heart what God truly wants from them, the challenge is DOING IT.

I’ll keep fighting the good fight, staying sober, going to meetings and learning from my mistakes. Yes, I dated a newcomer and had a rough go of getting over it for a minute, as is apt to happen to alcoholics and addicts, but no matter what, I didn’t drink or drug, didn’t fight, nobody died, and life goes on. More than that, I learned from my mistake, that I can be in control of my emotions given time and patience, and robbing the obsession of fuel, not communicating in any way shape or form until finally, five months later, in waves, not all at once, but finally I’m free.

Thus being free, and having learned lessons only experience can teach, will not repeat the same mistake ever again…

Fuck Osama Bin Laden and all those whiney bitches who thought we shouldn’t have killed him gruesomely and dropped his body into the ocean. God Bless America, free speech and all our Intelligence Agencies. And even Obama who no matter what his politics made a gutsy call. I still won’t vote for him, but I’m glad he made the call.

-Jared Bryan Smith

Insert Muhammad cartoon here, lol… Simpson laugh, Ha Ha!