Ungrateful Fool Decries The Tactics Blackwater Used To Keep Her Alive While In Iraq

You know, I generally try to avoid using bad language when I write, but this is the kind of thing that makes me want to seriously reconsider that stance.
It seems that one Janessa Gans, who was at some point some kind of “official” for the U.S. in Iraq, and who was protected by the liberal’s new punching bag, Blackwater, while she was there, is unhappy. She’s now joined the rest of the left in playing dog pile on the rabbit and has written a piece for the L.A. Times called “I Survived Blackwater.”
She describes the horror of being in Blackwater’s hands:

As a U.S. official in Baghdad for nearly two years, I was frequently the “beneficiary” of Blackwater’s over-the-top zeal. “Just pretend it’s a roller coaster,” I used to tell myself during trips through downtown Baghdad.

Over the top zeal? She goes on with this:

One particularly infuriating time, I was in the town of Irbil in northern Iraq, being driven to a meeting with a Kurdish political leader. We were on a narrow stretch of highway with no shoulders and foot-high barriers on both sides. The lead Suburban in our convoy loomed up behind an old, puttering sedan driven by an older man with a young woman and three children.
As we approached at typical breakneck speed, the Blackwater driver honked furiously and motioned to the side, as if they should pull over. The kids in the back seat looked back in horror, mouths agape at the sight of the heavily armored Suburbans driven by large, armed men in dark sunglasses. The poor Iraqi driver frantically searched for a means of escape, but there was none. So the lead Blackwater vehicle smashed heedlessly into the car, pushing it into the barrier. We zoomed by too quickly to notice if anyone was hurt.

She, of course, was appalled at the heartlessness of such a manuever and bravely took her protectors to task:

Until that point I had never mentioned anything to my drivers about their tactics, but this time I could not contain myself.
“Where do you all expect them to go?” I shrieked. “It was an old guy and a family, for goodness’ sake. Was it necessary for them to destroy their poor old car?”
My driver responded impassively: “Ma’am, we’ve been trained to view anyone as a potential threat. You don’t know who they might use as decoys or what the risks are. Terrorists could be disguised as anyone.
“Well, if they weren’t terrorists before, they certainly are now!” I retorted. Sulking in my seat, I was stunned by the driver’s indifference.

I’d be willing to bet that the driver was far from indifferent. The guy was probably thinking that she is a complete freakin’ imbecile and wishing he were anywhere but in her company. Those tactics she describes in her little pile-on hit piece are the tactics designed to keep people alive in traffic. Those poor people in that car she describes could well have been a blocking vehicle in a classic hit on a moving target. Her.
The title of her little piece, “I Survived Blackwater”, is unintentionally ironic on her part. She survived Blackwater. And so did EVERY OTHER DIGNITARY, OFFICIAL, AND ANYBODY ELSE BLACKWATER HAS BEEN ASSIGNED TO GUARD!
Here’s a note to her: Shut up, stupid. Those people did their job, and did it well enough so that nothing but your tender sensibilities were bruised while you were right smack dab in the middle of a killing field. Get over yourself.
The left is now using Blackwater as a target of opportunity. The insurgency is withering on the vine and al-Qaeda is on the run, the Haditha case that they had hung their various hats on has crumbled before their eyes, and even the Shiites are talking peace. They’re starving for a scandal and they need a whipping boy. Tag, Blackwater, you’re it.
By the way, that article she wrote never said just what kind of “official” she actually was. Do we have an equivalent of the “Ministry Of Silly Walks?”
Just asking.
Thanks to the Emperor at the Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler for this.