Monday, November 9, 2009

from NY to Israel Sultan Reveals The Stories Behind the News







from NY to Israel Sultan Reveals
The Stories Behind the News


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All the Warning Signs Were There


Posted: 08 Nov 2009 07:27 PM PST


He is inside your borders. He works deep inside your political
and social structures. Openly he expresses his support for your murderers
and enthusiastically promotes his message of hate. The bumper sticker on
his car reads, "Allah is Love", but that love is the "love" which the
Koran 61:4 describes as follows, "Surely Allah loves those who fight in
His way in ranks as if they were a firm and compact wall
."





And when on one fateful morning he gives away his possessions,
as was expected of Mohammed's followers, "The ones who belong to Allah
are those who give away, wholeheartedly everything they possess thus
proving true their claim of love. Abu Bakr (Mohammed's successor) held
this rank, which, on one occasion had brought every content of his house
before (Mohammed) the Messenger of Allah
"...

... and that
evening carries out his planned massacre, following the words of the
Hadith, "The Messenger (Mohammed) said: "Leaving for Jihad in
the Way of Allah in the morning or in the evening will merit a reward
better than the world and all that is in it
" (Sahih Muslim 3492) ...
all the warning signs were there.

But the warning signs were not
there just for Nidal Malik Hassan, an Islamic radical from a family that
had immigrated from one of the world's ugliest sources of Islamic
radicalism, who had attended radical mosques and fraternized with radicals
Imams. Hassan is only one blip of red in an ugly impressionist painting
scrawled across the globe in shades of crimson and black. Each Muslim who
follows the way of Jihad or feels compelled to support those who do, is a
single point of red in that red and black atlas. Each one of their
victims, murdered, raped, honor killed, tortured, beheaded and crippled
are the black dots. And both the black and red dots are growing in number
to cover the world.

Nidal Hassan is only one blip in the great ugly
splotch of red and black scrawled across the United States, from east to
west, to the north and the south. And that splotch is only one of many
marring the globe and spreading across it.

The goal of the
Islamists, of many of those very same Imams who ministered to Hassan's
religious questions, and the larger Saudi funded Wahhabi organizations
that fund and train them, is not to create a single Nidal Malik Hassan
eager to die for the Jihad, but to create tens of thousands of Hassans and
thousands of Fort Hoods in the United States alone. While they smile and
lie through their teeth to the media, they are already working on spinning
the incident to their advantage, to play the old game so common in Europe
and America of positioning themselves as the alternatives to those "other"
crazy Muslims like Hassan who might be tempted to take weapons in hand, if
their recommendations about increasing tolerance are not followed. And the
first recommendation of course is to avoid radicalizing Muslims by not
attributing the attack to his Islamic beliefs.

How they must chuckle as they urge law enforcement to
suppress the truth about Islamic violence in order to avoid marginalizing
and further radicalizing Muslims... even as they themselves promote
radicalism, host pro-terrorist speakers and preach the Koran's message of
Jihad, death to the unbeliever and a Sharia ruled Caliphate across the
earth. How they must laugh as the very law enforcement agencies that are
meant to uncover and prevent crimes, instead cover up for their crimes.
And they go on taking their invites to the White House, running their
Islamic academies and putting out their ideology, one strain for the
general American public, and another for their own boys, and beneath it of
it one great engine of death humming along as it helps turn out the next
Nidal Hassan, the next Hassan Akbar, the next James Cromite, the next John
Walker Lindh or
Adam Gadahn ... the
next eager American practitioner of Mohammed's way of death.

All the warning signs were there. Not simply for Nidal Malik Hassan, reading
and hearing the same call to death over and over again for years, until he
reached a decision that is considered praiseworthy within the context of
the Koran... but for Islam in general.

All the warning signs are
there. They are in the Koran and in books sold in every Muslim bookstore
in America and Europe. They are on tapes and on YouTube. They are in the
bodies of their victims and the Muslim killers. They are there in the long
flowing black Abayas and beards that mark radicalized Muslims, but they
are just as there behind the false smiles of Western born and educated
killers like Nidal Malik Hassan who drive around with bumper stickers
reading, "Allah is Love", only for his targets to realize too late that in
Islam, love is indivisible from death, and that the worship of Allah is
most praiseworthy when it is carried out through Jihad, the murder of
infidels.

The bloody common denominator of all these things is
Islam. And while our brave and brilliant politicians insist that we are
not at war with Islam, shunning and even imprisoning those who say
otherwise, Islam is at war with us and has been since its inception nearly
a millennium and a half ago. And will continue to be until we either once
again force it back and break its momentum, or until it destroys us
all.

Like a hive of angry bees, the Jihadists circle us waiting for
a chance to sting. And like bees, they die or become useless once they
have stung us. Nidal Hassan is not likely to sting anyone again. His work
is done, but there are countless other buzzing angry killers, emerging
from the hive and quietly waiting their turn. The warning signs are all
there, but political correctness has determined that the whole thing is a
misunderstanding caused by us, and our political leaders have decided that
the best way to avoid being stung is to insist that there are no bees
there, or if there are only a handful of particularly radicalized bees.
Occasionally we venture forth to swat a few bees, but each time we ignore
the hive. And it is out of the hive, that death comes. The bees are
nothing in and of themselves, the hive is everything.

Looking back
from some future vantage point, or even from the present, all the warning
signs were there. Our enemies are not subtle, only their propaganda is and
even that relies in the main part on our willingness to fool ourselves, on
our cultural, political and media institutions to blare forth lies that on
the face of them should be naturally met with laughter or a punch in the
face. They kill us, they run away and cry that they are the victims-- and
it is our own press and politicians who take up the cry, who go to
minister to the murderers and not the murdered, to the butchers and not
the butchered, to our enemies and not to our brothers and
sisters.




After every serial killer does his bloody deeds and they are
finally uncovered, the neighbors gather around and repeat the same
mantras, "He seemed so ordinary", "He was nice but kept to himself" and
that all time favorite of people dwelling in neatly painted houses next to
corpse pits, "How could we know?" All these mantras are of course a lie.
They are excuses made by people who knew on some level, who noticed things
that made them uncomfortable before they put those thoughts away, locked
them up and decided their day would be better without thinking too much
about such things, or going out on a limb that might endanger them, or
worst of all... and this is the great terror of modern civilized man, make
them appear crazy themselves.

The warning signs were there. The
warning signs are still there. Not just for Nidal Hassan, but for Islam
itself. We have seen the bodies and we have buried some of them ourselves,
family, friends and fellow countrymen. We have heard the screams. We know
what has been. It does not take a prophet to know what is to
come.

All the warning signs are there. The question is what are we
going to do about them?










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