Oh dear, I seem to have triggered some of the Trump Hating Fucksticks on my Facebook friends list with a very direct post on this subject...
One of them is even questioning when I lost my humanity...
Well, never, but I did have it VERY tightly redefined on September 11, 2001, when I watched people falling/jumping from the top floors of the World Trade Center towers...
That's the day when I stopped caring about how we killed terrorists, why we killed terrorists, when we killed terrorists, or where we killed terrorists (although I do prefer them to be killed, very, very messily, in their own dung heaps). And, I really don't care that much about civilian casualties who might get caught up in the killing of terrorists, because as often as not, those people are either actively or passively complicit in their support for terrorists who attack the west.
Let the fire fly.