Ask Me! I Dare You!

Ask me just how much concern I have for kidnapped journalist, Jill Carol (Carroll? I've seen it spelled both ways.).
G'head!
No?
Ok, ya get it anyway.
NONE! Da nada! Zip! I couldn't care less about her fate. Stupid bitch.
Call me a callous, heartless cunt if you'd like, but you'd be wrong. I've extended a hand of friendship or support to more strangers than I can count, but pahleaze!
Jill...HELLOOOO! You're WHITE, a FEMALE, an AMERICAN, in a hostile city (WEST Baghdad, no less), for cryin' out loud! Why didn't you just wear a T-shirt; "I'm An Ignorant Infidel, KIDNAP ME!"
I'm a firm believer in the motto, "If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem."
Jill is part of the problem, and not very smart if you ask me. She was on her way to interview a prominent Sunni politican, that WASN'T EVEN THERE! Can you spell, "S.E.T. U.P"?
Army helos were dispatched, forces were expended unnecessarily, boots on the ground had to go look for this woman.
An iman is PISSED because his mosque was invaded.
Sorry Jill. No pity. None whatsoever.