Mollycoddling Milksops of Manila
Michelle Malkin would have made a fine speech writer for Spiro Agnew, as demonstrated by the alliterative skills displayed in her column “The Mollycoddling Milksops of Manila.”
Add the flag of the Philippines to the International Hall of Appeasers. Sign this pitiful nation up for a lifetime membership to the Axis of Weasels. And remind me never again to brag about the proud fighting spirit of my ancestors.
I never thought I’d say this, but I’m deeply, mortifyingly ashamed of my parents’ native land. The island nation has gone and pulled a Spain (and a France and a Germany). Philippine president Gloria Macagapal-Arroyo has crumbled like a fried lumpia wrapper under pressure from radical Muslim terrorists.
The Battling Bastards of Bataan have given way to the Mollycoddling Milksops of Manila. And ultimately, we — not just Filipinos, but all Americans and our allies battling Islamofascism — will pay a grisly price for this disgraceful capitulation.
Harsh words. And, sadly, true.
