Michael Crook Takes His Toys and Stomps Off

You may recall Michael Crook, who appeared on Hannity and Colmes the other night to talk about his hatred for the military look like a stupid idiot while ranting about his sites ForsakeTheTroops and ForsakethePolice.

Today I decided to take another look at his wretched little hole in the wall. Turns out it was gone, and he had moved his pityparty to his private blog. I spent some time reading the comments, and I gotta say - my 7-year-old is better behaved on a bad day. A Blue Star Mother calmly and with a lot more restraint than most asked what would prompt such a hateful need for publicity. She then told him he was in her prayers. He responded by saying it was “all about the money, bitch.” When another person told Crook that “you could have made your point without calling her a name”, Crook replied “Yes, I could have, moron.”

When I read the post about veterans’ graves being defiled and vandalized over the weekend, and Crook rejoicing over it, I had had enough. I finally posted a comment, the gist of which was this:

A lot of ruckus has been made about your hatred and troop bashing, but I don’t enough time has been spent on why you have this agenda. Thank God for blogging, which allows people like me to rectify that problem. [I then pointed him to this post on Euphoric Reality exposing the military career that's almost as short as his last brain wave.]

As a veteran of the Armed Forces, I am not angered by your little crusade. You’re not really worth that. You may think you’re some kind of revolutionary, and you may have a lot of publicity now, but you’re really nothing. You’re a flash in the pan; a whining, insignificant little brat who’s upset that his dream of being in the military was stomped on. In a few months, we will only bring up your name as a punchline, a joke; and that’s if we even remember it at all.

Until then, yes, we will rant about you on our sites, we will laugh at you to your face. But we will also continue to defend your right to speak your mind; offering our time, our blood, limbs and lives to ensure that you will always be able to publicly air whatever tantrums you feel like. We understand that our sacrifice purchases freedom for all, not just those who appreciate it.

I am comforted by the knowledge that at the end of my life, I will look back and know that I was part of something larger than myself; something that is a proud and honorable truth greater than almost anything else I could have accomplished. I did something with my life. On the other hand, you will have nothing but your hatred and bitterness; and the knowledge that you spent a large part of your adult life railing against the one thing you wanted more than anything - simply because you could not have it for yourself. I pity you. What a sad little life.

I realize you’ll post an insult in reply to this, and that’s fine. Have a great day.

My comment never did show up on the site, and when I went back a bit later to show The Marine the retardation abounding in his corner of the internet, I was greeted with this message. Perplexed, I went directly to Michaelcrook.com, where I saw this.

Classy, isn’t he?

Apparently he’s retreated back to his playpen, choosing only to consort with others who share his pacifier-sucking sullenness. Maybe we’ve seen the last of this snot-nosed child, and maybe not. Either way, I’ll go to bed tonight smiling.

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