For the citizens of Paris, Friday the 13th truly lived up to its name. Today they are reeling from the horrific attacks that claimed 127 lives. No matter how some would like to spin it, the attackers were terrorists. France has shut its borders down. They’ve imposed the first curfew since 1944. They are sweeping the city in hopes of finding the rest of the attackers so-called friends

127 lives have been lost and 200 are injured; but as Toni wrote last night, the help shown by many was a beacon of comfort in the midst of tragedy…and yet for some special snowflakes here in the U.S. a far greater tragedy was supposedly taking place.  **Warning – you will lose brain cells and you may have anger management issues after reading the following.

I kid you not. That was some of the reaction last night to the horrific terrorist attacks in Paris. Whiny little brats all offended and stuff because their great grand protesting experiment got usurped by a terrorist attack. Oh. The. Horror. Unfortunately it doesn’t stop there.

Oh my goodness gracious! Sweetpea, let me tell you, I truly don’t think there is anything to compare. I mean really – all your Mizzou pal protestors are still alive…in Paris there are 127 who…aren’t.

Unfortunately the coddled snowflake whining didn’t stop there.