The Real Terrorists
Sure, they're the people that strap explosives to themselves and kill as many of the "enemy" as they can. But isn't someone who tears at the fabric of our way of life just as guilty of terrorism? Someone who knows the rules and openly flaunts them as if they don't apply to them, they feign ignorance, they pretend to have not noticed but anyone who's ignorant is guilty and anyone who didn't notice should have it pointed out at them at high volume to embarrass and castigate them.

And what crime is my floating example guilty of? What heinous act has so rubbed my fur up the wrong way?

The worst cultural blight on the face of society.

The idiot with more than 9 items in the express lane at the checkout.

A creature so mind numbingly stupid as to go through the line with not just 10, not just 11 items but it looked like she was well into the high 20s and possibly even the 30s. A woman with that vacant stare of someone with a dirth of brain power, the neanderthalic heavy brow ridge, the me-so-stupid slack jawed grimace of the mindless.

And in the time it took for the polite cashier to ring up all of her purchases, so far exceeding the well publicized limit and offering neither explanation nor apology, the line of people who attempt to operate within the confines of the regulations and rules stretched back and across several checkout lanes. People that understand that 9 items means 9 goddamed items. It doesn't mean 10 or 12 or 15 or 20. It means fucking 9. If you can't count to nine or fifteen then you shouldn't be out in public without your handler. If its late at night and the store is empty and there are no other checkout lanes then you can go through the express checkout with more than 9 items but this was the rush hour, the time of the day when there are almost no parking spaces and there were no shopping carts and this moron of a mom had the sheer audacity to go through the express checkout with a shopping cart load of groceries.

She is the real terrorist, she is the real threat to this nation, she is the sand in the gears, the wrench in the works and the symbol of all that is profane and wrong.