Postby Poetess » Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:33 am
An amusing spectacle it is the day when Islamists are howling for monetary aid from the Great Satan. Men who were jubilantly dancing on streets lined with posters of the al-Qaeda honcho bin Laden, giving thumbs up to western camera crews like they'd received news from the the Sword of the Infidel-Slayer mosque that 72 virgins from up on high were coming to town; this during America's darkest hour, when chaps hot-for-the-Jihad converted fully loaded planes of civilians into missiles, reducing Manhattan into a mass grave site of three thousand carcasses.
Put bluntly, if you betray America, you've no right to complain she isn't nice to you.
Dancing mullahs aside, for what might Islamists want infidel money? Perhaps brother Ahmedenijad could help? Chap's Shiite, semi-infidel therefore isn't he? Hizbollah? No, too busy training the Mahdi army which is ethnically cleansing the Palestinains and Sunnis of Iraq. The Gulf states? Or maybe the courageous Islamists of Somalia ... once they're done killing each other. Alas, seems Allah's boys love not one another. The Bible advises the faithful "rejoice not when thy enemy falleth". Ergo I shouldn't laugh and chortle my joy so loud. It also says however "Justice, justice shalt thou pursue!"
With respect to Salman Rushdie, my friend said she switched on the tv and saw some fiercely bearded fellows in Pakistan jumping up and down burning the Stars and Stripes, and thought big deal seen it a gazillion times. But then to my astonishment, she said, they produced a Union Jack from somewhere and started torching that. Never had she felt so proud to be English. She turned up the telly a notch to see if the excitable lads were yelling "Death to the little Satan!" To her, a Brit living in New Hampshire, it represented something profound: a flag has to be worth torching. When a flag gets burned, that’s not a sign of its weakness but of its strength.
Allah bless Rushdie's little Indian heart. Oops, American. He's a darling and a true patriot. No reader of his literature myself, exquisite though I'm quite sure it is for warranting Her Majesty's favor, utmost paramount for me is the implicit message in his Knighthood. That suborning the murder, for pay, of a literary figure won't be countenanced. Said the Brits to the Islamic theocrats: up with this, we will not put.
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