I love the smell of napalm in the morning

That Robert Duval line pretty much sums up my feeling today. Battle lines have been drawn. Weapons are at the ready. The smell of death is in the air. Opponents must be crushed. Time to exert insurmountable force on our enemies, crush their spirits, then break their backs. No mercy. It's not about mercy. This is personal.

Watch out Jax St. The D is coming: