two minutes hate

One day Uncle Sam was bored. Osama bin Laden had been dead a long time. Now Hugo Chavez had joined his ancestors and Ahmedinnerjacket was on his way out. 

"Who is there left for the people to hate?" Sam thought to himself, "they'll be at a loss what to do if they can't have their daily ragegasm during the two-minute's hate."

"And without that, we can't keep the war going. There's got to be somebody out there we can sell as the newest incarnation of Hitler, some A-rab, Persian, or Latin homunculus who puts a bee in our collective bonnet."
 
Never fear, Sammy. Hel[p is on the way.

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