I was going to title this post “This Is What a Traitorous Swine Looks Like,” but I realized I ought to use my words more judiciously than emotionally. I therefore changed the title to reflect what I really want to say about Bradley Chelsea Pile of Petrified Hyena Turds Manning.

For the record, I refuse to call Manning a woman – not because he doesn’t own the required parts, but because he simply doesn’t deserve that courtesy after putting troops, policy, sources, and innocents whose only crime was being nice to coalition forces in Iraq and Afghanistan in harms way. Nope. Just nope.