Their uncle sounds like a tough old winner who does not suffer fools or losers. It would be an honor to have him as a neighbor.
The bombings were nothing more than mass murder of innocents to feed the egos of two losers. I don’t give a rat’s damn about their culture, their religion, or their politics. They were not warriors. They were two punks. They were two cowards. They were two twisted misfit losers.
There someday will be a Boston Marathon when some of the amputee victims of the bombing will show what winners are made of when they cross the finish line on prosthetic limbs and wheelchairs. They will prove that terror does not work, that it makes us stronger and more courageous.