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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      ANNOUNCING--                                                                            AISHA!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  The Search for Yaser Abdel Said, Vol. 1: AISHA The ‘Uncle Tom’s Cabin’ of the 21st Century. 

When Bernard Piffy hired on to track down the killer of Sarah and Amina Said he had no idea of what he was getting into. A brown bag private eye, a three-time Junior Calf-Roping Champion, what did he know about jinn, spooks, goblins and mass murderers? What did he know about Abu Hamza al-Masri and Riyadh ul-Haq; about Archbishop Rowan Williams and Anjem Choudary; about Asma bint Marwan and Umyar; about dhimmitude and jizya? He would find out. He would learn a lot of lessons—hard lessons—about Islam’s mistreatment of women and he would become an abolitionist, fighting the fight NOW and other liberal woman’s rights movements have run away from.

 

Piffy is part Rooster Cogburn, part Spanky and Alfalfa, part the guy next door, he is what America ought to be and he makes no excuses about it. Here is Bernard Piffy:

 

“So he prayed; he got down on his knees and prayed. He prayed to God and to the Apostles and to St. Anthony—especially to St. Anthony, his guardian angel. He prayed all day long and the next day and nothing happened, He prayed to Jerry Falwell and Mother Teresa. For one whole day he imagined he was Rooster Cogburn. But shooting bad guys wasn’t the sedative he expected. He went back to praying to real saints.”

 

“’Moderates?’ said Piffy. ‘Yeah, I suppose…and so were those millions of people who lived in Nazi Germany in the 1930s and didn’t do a damn thing to stop the Holocaust. Moderates don’t make waves, kid…there’s a Mad Mullah in every mosque listening to everything that is said…Hundreds of dhimmis and Kuffars are beaten and killed every day by Jihadists just like those bastards that worked you over and its done all over the world and right here in England too and the moderates never open their mouths. And you know why…because they prefer the slavery of the dar al-Islam to what we have in the good old U.S.A. Freedom terrifies them. They’re Nazis—they’re fascists. They would have served Hitler better than the Germans did.’”

 

“That pot-bellied, washed-up old has-been?” he scoffed. “The Patron Saint of Lost Items? What a joke! He couldn’t find rooster poop in a hen house.”

 

“Charlie Chan is an old friend of mine,” Piffy said angrily. “He’s an Asian. I know an Asian when I see one and so does he. Those kids were Muslims.”

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Beware of Imams Bearing Gifts of Peace and Tolerance

 

Restoring Honor: The MSNBC Way

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It was about restoring honor, that's why they were there-America's honor; Glen Beck's honor; Horatio Alger's honor; not Woody Harrelson's or Oliver Stone's or MSNBC's. It was the honor bestowed on the thirteen colonies by Thomas Jefferson and John Adams and George Washington. Many Americans no longer take it seriously. Beck wants to restore it-an admirable endeavor. He held a huge rally. A lot of people came.

 

They discussed the rally on MSNBC. Well, they didn't actually discuss it-they made fun of it. That's what they do when they don't understand something. But they did discuss terrorism. It's hard to find honor in terrorism but they tried. It was a nice discussion-it could have taken place in the Cunningham's dining room. 

 

There was the expert. He did most of the talking. He is scarcely 30 years old. He is a phenom-don't see many of them these days. He has studied terrorism since he was a fuzzy-cheeked kid in Fort Lauderdale. The folks at MSNBC consider him one of the world's foremost authorities on terrorism. He attended Georgetown University; spent some time at the Edmund A. Walsh School of Foreign Service; was an intern at The Investigative Project, a Washington DC counter-terrorism think tank; and has appeared as an expert witness at terrorism trials. His name is Evan Kohlmann. If he had chosen the field of medicine he would have been a second Doogie Howser. When he talks terrorism MSNBC sits up and takes notice.

 

The host was Lawrence O'Donnell. He was subbing for Keith Olbermann. O'Donnell seemed to hang on Kohlmann's every word. It was like they had had some kind of an agreement. He couldn't have agreed with Kohlmann more completely if he had been a parrot on Long John Silver's shoulder.

 

When Kohlmann said the Republican Party was dividing the country the Bobble Head nodded. The fight over the Ground Zero Mosque is exactly what al-Qaeda wants insisted Kohlmann. It was the perfect recruiting tool. Islam is under attack! Rally round the Qur'an, boys! Yes, every time some right wing bigot holds up an anti-mosque sign-prominently featured on MSNBC-another dozen Mujahid named Mohammed join al-Qaeda.

 

In mosques from Gun Blast, Texas, to Jakarta, Indonesia, Imams, following their cues from MSNBC and The New York Times, are opening their Qur'ans to 2:216

 

"Jihad (holy fighting in Allah's Cause), is ordained for you (Muslims), though you dislike it. But it is possible you dislike a thing which is good for you, and like a thing which is bad for you. But Allah knows, and you know not." (Another translation reads): "Warfare is ordained for you."

 

And, of course, there's that awesome enlistment bonus-72 virgins. It's nothing to be sneezed at in world of burquas and honor killings.

 

Audie Murphy got a couple of medals and a discharge. 

 

MSNBC wants to cool down the rhetoric. The argument over the Ground Zero Mosque must end. Let the Muslims have their mosque! Didn't bin Talal offer Rudy Giuliani $50 million right after 9/11 so he could start rebuilding the World Trade Center? Certainly America can be as generous as Saudi Arabia.

 

Anyway, the whole argument reeks of politics. That's what Mayor Blomberg said and it that's what Mayor Blomberg said it must be so. It will blow over after the election says Blomberg...the Tea Party is behind it...as nefarious a band of little old ladies and old men in wheelchairs as he has ever seen...too old to be Coxey's Army...stirred up by that man Beck.

 

Beck! There were only 83,000 people at that rally, snorted O'Donnell, not the hundreds of thousands claimed by Beck! 83,000? How does O'Donnell know there were only 83,000? Because O'Donnell accepted the CBS estimate-the lowest made by any news organization. 83,000? Why that's about 10,000 more that viewed CBS News that night.

 

Albert Pujols and Tony LaRussa were at the rally. That may go hard on Keith Olbermann. He's quite the sports fan-collects baseball cards. He may want to comment on their presence. He could try that, "Say it ain't so, Joe," thing. It would be smart, it would be hip but it probably wouldn't play well in St. Louis.

 

Okay, so what do we have? We stop the arguing and let the Muslims have their mosque. It we don't every Muslim teenager in America will turn into Lee Boyd Malvo. Nobody wants that. And there should be no more talk about Sharia Law! All it does is irritate Muslims. It irritates Ibrahim Hooper; it irritates Siraj Wahhaj and what irritates Hooper and Wahhah irritates Evan Kohlmann and by extension Lawrence O'Donnell.

 

Talk about Sharia Law also irritates Frank Gaffney, Jr., President of the Center for Security Policy. But it's the talk that goes on inside the mosques and not what is said outside that worries Gaffney. According to the Center's latest survey 80 percent of American mosques promote Sharia Law. That means the presiding Imams prefer the Ayatollah Khomeini and Osama bin Laden to Ayan Hirsi Ali and Walid Shoebat.

 

Is Sharia Law to be feared? Well, it's the next worst thing to taking an oath to the Ku Klux Klan. It's less race specific; more oriented toward sex and religion Women can be stoned for committing adultery; they can they can be beaten by their husbands for putting on airs-like talking back or not showing a proper deference.

 

Homosexuals when caught engaging in sodomy can have buildingscollapsed on them. Yes, buildings! Sound silly?  Not a bit. A few years ago the Taliban condemned three gay men to death for doing just that. Buildings must have been in short supply because the Court ordered the trio placed alongside a stonewall that would be collapsed on them. It they survived they would go free! The current Iranian Constitution mandates death for sodomy.

 

Whippings, floggings; hangings...it's all in a day's work for a Sharia judge. And there is apostasy, Jihad, honor killings. These laws were not cooked up by Spanky and Alfalfa to while away a rainy day-they were the result of lengthy deliberations conducted by grown men thumbing through the Qur'an. Does Evan Kohlmann know that? These are the laws of Allah. Millions of Muslims swear by them. Moderate Muslim who might wish for a more tolerant Islam step softly around them. They do not complain. They know better .A complain could result in a charge of apostasy. Not even Charles Bronson would want to be charged with apostasy. A slip of the lip could land a well-meaning Muslim on al-Qaeda's hit list.

 

Kohlmann and O'Donnell and the other hatemongers at MSNBC have assumed an awkward position. Mum is the word on Sharia Law. But let a state of the Union-say Arizona-pass one little law modeled on a Federal Law and they behave as if Jefferson Davis had come to life and was sipping mint juleps with Glen Beck and Bill O'Reilly in the FOX cafeteria. How dare those Arizona jackanapes pass a law which conflicts with the way Chris Matthews and Keith Olbermann think the world should be run? To deny an illegal alien the right to spit on the US Constitution is un-American. Send in the Marines! Send in Randy Rhoads and Janeane Garofalo! Where's Darth Vader when you need him?

 

But when it comes to Sharia Law-mum is the word. If we want better relations with the people that brought down the World Trade Center we will have to keep out mouths shut. If we go ballistic every time there is an honor killing-Sarah and Amina Said-or an Army Post massacre it will offend Ibrahim Hooper and his friends at CAIR.

 

Kohlmann hit his low point as a terrorism expert when he said Islam was just another religion. Ramadan is in its 21st day. According to Glen Reinsford at Islam: the Religion of Peace, Muslim terrorists have committed 159 terrorist acts since the start of the Muslim Holy Month. They have killed 578 people-578! The attacks were made in the name of Islam. The perpetrators took great pride in saying so. Terrorist attacks made in the name of other religions-one, with a total of one dead.

 

Islam is just not another religion If it were millions of women would not be wearing burquas and cowering in fear through one dark night after another. Sure, there are good times, times when things aren't as bad-there were even ‘good times' in concentration camps. If Islam is a religion of peace it is the peace of the concentration camp.

 

If it were just another religion Imam Rouf wouldn't be pimping for a mosque on the site of Ground Zero, he would be in Pakistan helping the refugees-doing God's work, not the Devil's mischief.

 

Maybe it's a good thing Kohlmann chose to study terrorism instead of something else-like medicine. Who knows, he may have been spared the ignominy of telling people cancer is just another disease.

 

 

 

What would you have said if you were Daisy Kahn?

 

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It was a thought-provoking question. It was debated for hours and hours at Joe’s Bar and Grille and Gun Club and they came to no satisfactory conclusion. What would you have said if you were Daisy Khan?

 

Cowsnofsky felt sorry for her. Her husband, the notorious Ground Zero Imam, Feisal Abdul Rouf, was somewhere in Southeast Asia greeting heads of states and spreading Good Will as Barack Obama’s special emissary to America’s new friends and allies in the President’s war on Israel, ignorance and the Tea Party. Daisy had been left behind to paper over all the stupid things the Imam had said over the last dozen years. And there she was—by her own estimation—a plain old ordinary American hausfrau like Marion Cunningham or the Beaver’s mummy—what was her name, Mrs. Cleaver. Or maybe like Ma Kettle…yeah, like Ma Kettle. That would explain all the talk about circling the wagons.

 

They were pioneers under attack—that’s what they were. The firestorm that had grown up around their plans for the Ground Zero Mosque had only strengthened their supporters said Daisy. “None of them have caved. They are circling the wagons around us,” she said. “They know they could be next.”

 

Next? Was that an Apache with a scalping knife lurking in the brush? It could be! What would Davy Crockett have done? He would have circled the wagons. Sure. If you want to be a good old plain American, you have to speak good old plain American. The Republicans were after them and so were the Tea Partiers and maybe the Iroquois and the Big Feet. It was time to circle the wagons. It sounds good.

 

The Imam had wanted to do a little healing, start a dialogue, build a few bridges; open a Grand Mosque on Ground Zero—that’s all. It was as American as apple pie. Maybe he should have waited till the apples were ripe.

 

Daisy Khan was dismayed by what happened. “This whole thing turned into the opposite of what we have envisioned,” she said.

 

“And just what was it they envisioned?” asked Ranch House.

 

“I reckon they expected us to roll over and play dead,” said Big Galoot.

 

“Well, I guess they reckoned without Pamela Geller,” said the Professor.

 

“And without the victims of 9/11,” chipped in Ranch House.

 

The Professor cast a shrewd eye round the bar. “We were all victims of 9/11,” he said.

 There were a lot of grim faces. These were men who had fought in a half-dozen wars. Some of them had sons and daughters who had served in Iraq and Afghanistan. They were Americans not the sheltered wienies who hacked up anti-American vitriol on MSNBC or in The New York Times. 

“Amen,” said a dozen voices.

 

“It wasn’t Osama bin Laden who brought down the World Trade Center,” said the Professor. “And it wasn’t Mohammad Atta or Marwan al-Shehhi. And it wasn’t al-Qaeda or Hezbollah or the Taliban. And it wasn’t that little man in Teheran—it was Islam.”

 

“Amen,” said Cowsnofsky.

 

The Professor adjusted his spectacles, opened his Qur’an.

 “Qur’an 47:4,’ he said, “So, when you clash with the unbelieving infidels in battle (fight Jihad in Allah’s Cause), smite their necks until you overpower them, killing and wounding many of them. At length, when you have thoroughly subdued them, bind them firmly, making  (them) captives. Thereafter either generosity or ransom them (based upon what benefits Islam) until the war lays down its burdens. Thus are you commanded by Allah to continue carrying out Jihad against the unbelieving infidels until they submit to Islam.”  

“So the war continues,” said Ranch House.

 

“Until we are brought low,” added the Professor.

 

“But what about the Muslims that were killed on 9/11?” said Patagonia Bob. “ Don’t they count?”

 

“Muslims have been killing Muslims since Muhammad crept out of the desert and it doesn’t seem to have caused any great loss of conscience,” said the Professor.

 

“They’re like the Kilkenny cats,” said Cowsnofsky.

 

The Professor tuned on his laptop, did a quick search. It didn’t take long. “Al-Qaeda killed 49 Muslims—mostly Sunni—and wounded more than 160 others in a series of bombings in Baghdad back in April,” he said.

 

“I thought al-Qaeda was Sunni?” said Ranch House.

 

“The hand of Allah works in mysterious ways His violence to provoke,’ mused the Professor.

 

“Chris Matthews of MSNBC says there is no such thing as al-Qaeda,” said Patagonia Bob. “That it’s a myth used to fire up the right wing.”

 

The Professor looked up from his laptop. “Here’s something,” he said. “Dateline: Somalia. A suicide bomber accompanied by a gang of al-Shabab gunmen attacked a hotel in downtown Mogadishu. They killed 32 people including six members of Parliament, five security guards, an 11-year-old shoeshine boy and a woman selling tea in front of the hotel.”

 

“You kill one person, it’s like killing everybody in the world,” said Ranch House.

 

“Do you think Barack Obama believes that?” asked Cowsnofsky.

 

“Has anybody asked Ms, Khan to explain these killings?” asked Guenther.

 

“No,” said the Professor. “She says this is a healing moment. ‘We have,’ she said—“ He paused to make sure he had the quote right. “’We have to educate them on being able to distinguish between us and on the issue of Islamophobia.’”

 

Well, there it was—Islamophobia! And they were all guilty. They had harbored ill thoughts about Islam. They might as well have been Copts in Egypt, Assyrians in Pakistan, Sikhs in Kashmir, Indonesian maids in Saudi Arabia or the United Arab Emirates, or Christian and animists in Sudan.

 

“Well, there was that drunk guy that went into the al-Iman Mosque and peed on their prayer rugs,” Heathcliffe said apologetically.

 

“Yeah, and he swore at them and called them terrorists,” Birdsong said uncomfortably.

 

“Now their prayer rugs are ruined and they can’t pray,” lamented Otis O. Otis.

 

“It was a genuine hate crime,” Heathcliffe said sadly. “The New York Times said so.”

 

“I’ve never heard of a worse case of Islamophobia,” Prester John admitted mournfully.

 

“That man should be strung up,” Rooster said uncomfortably.

 

“Oh, Good Heavens!” cried the Professor. “Get a grip on yourselves!” He opened the discoverthenetworks page on his laptop. “Any of you ever hear of Siraj Wahhaj?”

 

“Siraj who?” said Heathcliffe.

 

“Siraj Wahhaj,” said the Professor. “He’s been teaching at the al-Iman School. “He was named as a possible co-conspirator in the 1993 World Trade Center bombing and later testified as a character witness for Sheikh Omar Abdel-Rahmen when the blind Sheikh was tried and convicted for masterminding the terrorist attack in ‘99. This fine fellow was also involved in the notorious Minnesota airport Muslim prayer-in.”

 

There was a minute of silence. Siraj Wahhaj! Peeing on a prayer rug was nothing compared to blowing up the World Trade Center!

 

Cowsnofsky let his breath out slowly. “We ought to invite Ms. Daisy Khan to Ladies Night at the bar,” he suggested. “I think we could show her that a healthy skepticism of Islam was not Islamophobia but was in keeping with out cherished freedom of religion.”

 

“Sure, and we could educate her so she could tell the difference between a fellow with a urinary condition and a guy with a bomb!” Heathcliffe said excitedly.

 

“Gosh!” smiled the Professor. “The Lady and the Islamophobe—do you think she will come?”

 

There was a long silence.

 
 

“Hey! How about that A-Rod?” Guenther asked.

 

 

The Myth of the Moderate Muslim

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Diogenes spent 1,400 years looking for a Moderate Muslim and never found one. Now Diogenes was a smart fellow, but maybe he didn’t look in the right places. Her should have tried California. What could be more moderate than a Muslima wearing a headscarf at a Disneyland Theme Park? (How about Heinrich Himmler wearing a Swastika at Dachau?)

 

Imane Boudal, 26, a devout Muslim and an employee at Disneyland Grand Californian Hotel showed up a work wearing a headscarf. It was one of her inalienable rights. Sure. She is a greeter. She greets people or has converse with them. “Hi, I’m Igor. I will be your guide to Castle Frankenstein; I will make you feel good about yourself and introduce you to the joys of Islam.” Something like that…

 

It was Ramadan. So she donned her headscarf and set off for work The boss took one look and ordered her into the back room to where the real work is done and where they keep everyone that does not present the image Disney wishes to present. Sounds reasonable?

 

When Bob Newhart told George Utley he couldn’t eat in the Resort Dining Room unless he removed his hunter’s cat, George grumbled but accepted. Now George was awfully attached to that old red-and-black checked cap—it went wherever he went. If Imane sets as much store by her headscarf as George did by his cat wouldn’t she have insisted on wearing it long before now? She has worked for Disney for two year! Two years—certainly enough time to get up the gumption to spit in her employers’ face.

 

As usual, CAIR (Council on American-Islamic Relations) took great umbrage. “There is no justification for Disney’s refusal to allow Ms. Boudal to wear the headscarf at work,” said CAIR. “It is not only insulting to her, but is deeply offensive to the thousands of Muslims who open their pocket-books at Disney parks and resorts every year.” As far as is known there is no ban on the types of headgear people with open pocketbooks can wear while touring any of the Disney estates.

 

Moderate hunters throughout Vermont leapt to Newhart’s defense. Utley removed hiscap. Have Moderate Muslims sprung to the defense of Disney? Not so as one would notice. Disney’s strict costume requirements have been described by Moderate Muslims as ‘excessive,’ ‘discriminatory,’ and an ‘Affront to Islam.’

 

Disneyland says the headscarf  “doesn’t go with the Disney look.” And what is the Disney look? Well, it doesn’t matter what the Disney look is. This is just another pea-brained attempt to insert Islam into American culture and the chances are it will work because the politically correct and the culturally diverse lost the will to fight for America and what it stands sometime during the Vietnam War.

 

Would Disney allow a Jewish employee to wear a yarmulke or a veteran to wear a DAV cap on the job?  The chances are they would not, though it has never been tried because the members of those groups would have considered it insensitive and not in keeping with Disney’s rules though either of those groups have contributed far more to the health, well being, greatness and prosperity of America than a hundred thousand Imane Boudals and tens of thousands of CAIRs.

 

So where are the Moderate Muslims? Are they still on their way back from the Muslim March on Terror?

 

Meanwhile half the way around the world in Kashmir, Sikhs are being forced to convert to Islam under pain of death. Not much moderation there. Is Imane aware of this?

 

In Saudi Arabia a person caught in public wearing a crucifix on a chain can expect to end up in extensive care. Where are Saudi Arabia’s Moderate Muslims?

 

In Indonesia, Christian churches are being stoned and torched because a Muslim girl has been taking catechism lessons in preparation to being baptized as a Catholic. A mob beat 20 members of a Batak Christian Protestant Church because “they did not have the proper permits to worship.” Where were the Moderate Muslims? Are the Moderates the ones that grant the permits? That would explain a lot of things.

 

In Malaysia, a high school principal in the province of Johor made ‘inappropriate remarks’ at a school assembly. “Chinese students are not needed here,” she said, “and can return to China.” As for the Indian student…”the prayer string around their neck and wrist makes them look like dogs because dogs are tied like that.” Insensitive? Stupid? The principal is a Muslim. An investigation has been launched and the principal has been sent on leave.

 

Is this an example of Moderate Islam in action? Well—not exactly. Malaysia in only 60 percent Muslim, the other 40 percent is something else and they still have a say in things. When the Muslim population reaches 75 to 80 percent—and the Islamic share of the populations has been growing due to larger families and forced conversions in Muslim controlled areas—this will change. Off will come the kid gloves. No? You don’t think so? What does the Qur’an say?

 Ah, here it is: Qur’an 9:29 “Fight those who do not believe in Allah or the Last Day, who do not forbid that which has been forbidden by Allah and His Messenger, or acknowledge the Religion of Truth (Islam), (even if they are) People of the Book (Christians and Jews), until they pay the jizyah tribute tax in submission, feeling themselves subdued and brought low. (Another translation says: ‘pay the tax in acknowledgement of our superiority and their state of subjection.’) 

But isn’t the minority population of Malaysia composed primarily of Buddhists and Hindus? Yes, and this makes for a bleak outlook when the Muslim population reaches the 75 percent mark. The Christians and the Jews—the few there are—can be brought low. They can be made to pay the jizyah and to acknowledge their inferiority but here is no room in the Qur’an or in Sharia Law for Buddhists and Hindus. How many Moderate Muslims have marched in support of Buddhist or Hindu causes in Malaya or in other Southeast Asian country?

 

Moderate Muslims are so rare Bill O’Reilly had to go to Canada to find a Muslim willing to say the idea of building a mosque on the site of Ground Zero was a bad idea. It would be insensitive. What is needed is a period of healing—the mosque can come later, but come it will.

 

On the other hand MSNBC was able to find dozens of Moderate Muslims willing to denounce O’Reilly as an Islamophobe. The US Constitution gives them the right to build a mosque wherever they want. If you want to build a church in a Muslim state you will have to see Mahmoud Ahmadinejad or the Mutaween.

 

Keith Olbermann and Chris Matthews of MSNBC rubber-stamped Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf’s “I have a dream” speech where all God’s chill’uns will get together in dialogue in the Grand Central Mosque on the site of Ground Zero in an Abrahamic splendor that will amaze the world. Just the thought of it brought tears to Olbermann’s eyes. Neither Matthews nor Olbermann compared the Ground Zero Imam to Martin Luther King—that would have transcended their usual hypocrisies by a couple of surahs and a dozen hadiths. One could almost hear them whispering, “Amen,” as Rauf attacked the US for being complicit in the World Trade Center disaster.

 

“I wouldn’t say the United States deserved what happened (on 9/11),” said Rauf, “but the United States policies were an accessory to the crime that happened.” (If she hadn’t been wearing a tight skirt she wouldn’t have been raped.)

 

Rauf went on to explain. “Because we’ve been accessory to a lot of innocent lives dying in the world,” he said.

 

A few facts: Muslims have killed far more Muslims in Iraq and Afghanistan than American soldiers have. And it’s not only Iraq and Afghanistan. Muslims are killing each other in Pakistan and other Muslim countries in great numbers without the help of a single American soldier. Saddam Hussein killed more Muslims every year during his long reign than G.I. Joe did in his entire tenure in Iraq. It might also be noted G.I. Joe was killing the bad guys. There was collateral damage to be sure, but it was kept to a minimum. Collateral damage is a concept that does not exist in Islam. All deaths—old men, women, children and grocery clerks—are intentional. Everyone dies in vain.

 

Daisy Khan, the wife of Imam Rauf, had a conversation recently with Sally Quinn of the Washington Post. Daisy asked, “When will Muslims be accepted as plain old Americans?”

 

It is an interesting question—one Peewee Herman has been asking for years. Yet later in the same conversation Daisy said, “We are in a history making moment. Our ideals must prevail. We have to fight for a bigger society.”

 

Our ideals? Who’s? Thomas Jefferson’s? Ben Franklin’s? Muhammad’s? She would not have used the word ‘our’ if she had meant Jefferson and Franklin. She meant those of Islam. Sally Quinn was mesmerized. Clearly she was in the presence of Islam’s Jean D’Arc

 

There is little Moderation in Daisy Khan, none in Abdul Rauf. If Muslims want to be accepted as plain old Americans they will have to become plain old Americans—there is little evidence they do.

 

Rooster Cogburn was a plain old American. Even Chris Matthews would agree with that. Would Imam Rauf sit down for a drink of sarsaparilla with Rooster in Joe’s Bar and Grille and Gun Club? They could discuss horseflesh and Lynch Law, which is as close to Sharia Law as one can get this side of a Nazi concentration camp.

 

Jerry Falwell was a plain old American. He liked to discuss religion. If Jerry were still around would the Imam sit down with him and discuss religion like it should be discussed? Of course not: Islam cannot be discussed—Muslims are slaves and Christians are the slaves of slaves. End of conversation!

 

Plain old Americans like to thrash things out in the open; car bombs are for cavemen who haven’t entered the 21st Century. Rooster Cogburn would talk to a Yankee and slap him on the back just as if they had never tried to kill each other at Shiloh or Glorietta Pass. Cogburn was forgiving; Islam isn’t. Falwell would debate an atheist or a Third Day Adventist without raising a sweat or losing his place in the Bible. Jerry hated the sin; he loved the sinner. Islam hates both.

 

Daisy Khan is being disingenuous. Ms. Bourdal’s insistence on wearing a headscarf is part of Islam’s master plan. It they could conquer America by force of arms they would do so. They cannot so it is death by a thousand cuts. This is the strategy they have used in Europe and especially in England and it has been very successful.

 

A Muslim will insist on a minor change in the way things are being done. They will object to the name of a street or a business; a religious symbol, usually a cross, will be banned because it is considered offensive. Islam will be added to a school curriculum, Christianity will be dropped.

 

Sometimes the changes are bigger than big like turning the beds in a hospital so they face in the direction of Mecca. Feeling themselves subdued and brought low the hospital officials acquiesce. In some hospitals nurses are busy during prayer time turning beds in the proper direction. A Bible on display on a bedside table is Verboten.

 

And where are the Moderate Muslims? They are nowhere to be heard. They don’t exist.

 

But when everything is said and done and the authorities have given into the Islamists the Moderate Muslims step forward and say, “Oh, you didn’t have to do that. It was not necessary. Islam is a peaceful and tolerant religion. We don’t ask much—just the right to practice our religion.” Europe is dying of a thousand cuts and America, thanks to politicians like Barack Obama, is bleeding.

 

George S. Patton, one of America’s greatest heroes, had a word for this tactic. He called it the Rock Soup Method. He liked to tell the story of the hobo looking for a handout during the height of the Great Depression. Bo would knock on the door of a likely looking house with a couple of rocks in his hands and ask the Missus if he could borrow at pot so he could make some rock soup. Before he was through Bo would talk the Missus into some water for his pot then for some salt and pepper to season his soup, then for some vegetables to give it body and finally for a piece of meat.

 

Patton used his own version of the Rock Soup Method during WWII to start unauthorized battles. He would send out a patrol to pick a fight with the nearest Nazis. Then he would reinforce the patrol with a platoon, the platoon with a company, the company with a battalion and before long he would have a major battle on his hands. This is the method used by Islam.

 

There are no Moderate Muslims. Ms. Boudal and the Imam are as moderate as it gets. O’Reilly had to go to Canada; Olbermann and Matthews had to go to Hell to get theirs.

The Search for  Yaser Abdel Said (Part 1)

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The boys at Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club were confused. Maybe consternated would be a better word to use. They had watched the killing of Sarah and Amina Said on America's Most Wanted and had read Phyllis Chesler's article on FrontPageMag. They knew what Yaser Abdel Said looked like-Weak Eyes Yokum had spotted him two or three times in the weeks following the murders but nothing had been done; anyway, not enough to satisfy Weak Eyes. And they had their doubts about the FBI and its ability to catch a bastard like Yaser Abdel Said. FBI head Robert Mueller looked and acted more like Frank Costello than he did Eliot Ness. The FBI hadn't been engaged in a successful first-class shootout since Melvin Purvis shot Pretty Boy Floyd full of holes in a cornfield back in '34. They should have nabbed Said months ago.

 

"It's a shame the bastard is still on the loose," growled Alexander Graham Bell Cowsnofsky.

 

"We ought to do something about it," said the Professor.

 

"Do what?" asked Joe

 

"We could take up a collection," suggested the Professor.

 

"For what?"

 

"We could hire a private detective," said the Professor.

 

Absurd? Ridiculous? An ant can't move a giant saguaro plant. But that is what the boys at Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club went and done.

 

The collection plate didn't yield enough Grants to hire someone of the caliber of Magnum P.I. or Frank Cannon, and Mike Hammer was in a ‘Retirement Home' but they got the best that could be expected for their money with the help of an ad in the shopper's guide and two ten-seconds spots on reruns of The Flintstones.

 

Cowsnofsky studied the man in the trench coat. "You look wiry enough," he said. "How much can you bench press?"

 

"I don't lift weights," said Bernard Piffy. "I arm wrestle Mike Hammer and ride alligators when they're in season."

 

"Remember," said Joe, "you get half your money now and the rest when you catch the bastard."

 

"I know how it works," said Piffy. "I'm not an amateur. I worked with Bulldog Drummond. He called me his apprentice schnauzer. I was a page boy when Nick and Nora Charles got married." He let that sink in for a while. Then: "Have you got my reservations to Dallas?"

 

"Yes, sir, Mr. Piffy." said Joe. "Made out just like you said-to a Bernard Piffy. P-i-f-f-y-right?

 

Cowsnofsky peered at the reservations. "Is that the way you spell Piffy?" he asked.

 

"Why?" said Piffy. "Do have a better way to spell it? I'm always open to suggestions."

 

Joe studied the private detective for a long moment before turning over the reservations.

 

Ranch House had been studying Piffy since he came through the door. "I think he's Barney Fife's cousin," he mumbled into his beer.

 

"I don't know," said Socrates. "He hasn't said ‘It's a jungle out there.'"

 

Oh, yes, the caper was off to a great start! It wasn't Matt Helm; it wasn't Shell Scott; it was Bernard Piffy and the boys at Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club were having second thoughts about Robert Mueller

 

At least that was the way Alexander Graham Bell Cowsnofsky remembered it.

                                                                                                                                                             

Special investigator Bernard Piffy arrived in Dallas without fanfare. He checked into a Best Western, spent a few days reconnoitering the lay of the land, bought a Dennis Weaver Stetson; ate his fill of tacos and beans. He shelled out a hundred dollars for a ride in Yaser Abdel Said's taxi. Wouldn't that be something to tell the old gang back in Mayberry County-the real Mayberry, the last hellhole of the old frontier, not the slumbering tree-lined Mayberry of Andy and Opie and Aunt Bea, the real Mayberry where he had served as Deputy to Sheriff Wild Bill Bascomb, the last law officer to shoot two bank robbers dead on the same day, where he had won three straight Junior Calf-Roping Championships, at least twenty Sate Skeet-Shooting Championships before the age of ten, was starting fullback on the Junior High Football team while still in the sixth grade and busted broncos for the Bar X ranch before his wisdom teeth came in. He was one tough kid. He also won the Mayberry County Tobacco Spitting Championship against contestants as much as ten times as old as he was. He was an honorary member of Mayberry County's George Gabby Hayes Society. Grandma Piffy took him to the woodshed over the tobacco-chewing episode. He ran the decathlon before he knew how to spell it. He entered a scorpion-eating contest, went over Little Niagara Falls in a barrel. He joined the Marines and became a close combat instructor. He once beat Mike Hammer in arm wrestling. There wasn't anything he wouldn't try at least once. The boys at Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club could have done a lot worse.

 

He talked to the police, to the firemen, to street people, to members of the Said family. "This was an honor killing," said the dead girls' aunt. That bothered Piffy. There was no honor in killing-not even in killing a bastard like Yaser Abdel Said. Had he said bastard? Yes, he had. He was beginning to sound like the boys at Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club.

 

Islam Said, the brother of the dead girls, said his father was not the killer. He blamed Sarah and Amina's boyfriends. "They pulled the trigger, not my father," said Islam. A classmate of one of the girls was more informative. "Even at school," she said, "if a teacher joked around like, ‘I'm gonna tell your parents about this,' she would like totally flip out and start crying like, ‘please don't tell.'"

 

It wasn't long before Piffy learned a new word-dhimmi. It would creep in when he least expected. Dhimmi...dhimmi...dhimmi...And Wahhabi and honor killings-no one had used words like those in Mayberry County. Out there it was still hellfire and damnation and an occasional ‘Jesus saves.' But special investigator Piffy was running out of money. If something didn't turn up soon he would have to go back to Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club empty-handed. He would rather spend a week in a jail cell with Otis or Ernest T. Bass than face defeat. Otis and Ernest T. Bass?  Oh, yes, he knew his Andy Griffith.

                                                                                                                             

He finished his cup of joe, left the waitress a quarter tip and stepped outside. It was a dark and stormy night. That's how he would remember it. He had never heard of Bulwer-Lytton. He wasn't much on Walden Pond. He liked his fiction to read like a Coroner's Report. So it was a dark and stormy night.

 

"'Ey, bud,' a voice sliced at him from the darkness. "I hear you're looking for Yaser Abdel Said."

 

Piffy peered into the gloom. A wretched waste of a man, clothed in the frightening shadows of the night, lurked in a doorway. Piffy took a step backward. "Who the hell are you?" he asked.

 

"I am Ka'b" said the wretch.

 

Piffy swallowed. "Where did you come from?" he said. "Who sent you? Mike Hammer?'

 

"I know no Hammer," said Ka'b, "but if you are looking for Said, I can take you to him."

 

Piffy was elated. Things were looking up. This was going to be easier than he thought! Said...Ka'b...it would curl some toes on the boys back at Joe's Bar and Grille and Gun Club. He turned up his collar against the chill in the night air, cleared his throat. "Well," he said, "if you're game, so am I."

 

Follow me," said Ka'b.

 

When the wretched little fellow moved, the doorway seemed to move with him like some free-floating non-detachable part of an indefinable universe. First to one side and then to the other, back and forth-it was eerie. It must have been the coffee. He had never had a worse cup of joe. Yeah, he shouldn't have left such a large tip. A quarter! What had be been thinking?

 

Ka'b slipped into an alleyway, the doorway sliding with him, first to the left, then to the right, like a double-jointed picture frame. It was more than eerie! Piffy followed cautiously. There was a rushing sound in his ears. It was so dark the only thing he could see was the back of Ka'b's head and the ghostly outlines of the floating doorway. Then somebody-or something screamed. The sound cut through Piffy like a singing sword through the heart of a gorgon. "What was that?" he whispered hoarsely. "A Banshee?"


"Yes," said Ka'b.

 

Then all at once he was in a cluttered dimly lit room. He didn't remember going through any door or gate or opening of any sort but there he was-in a cluttered dimly lit room. A boy, it could have been one of the Little Rascals-Spanky or Alfalfa-was on his knees amidst the clutter, cowering, whimpering: pleading. A man was beating him with a stick. The man's face was contorted with anger and hatred.

 

Piffy reached for his gun-but he couldn't move! He was paralyzed! How could that be-he wasn't frightened, he was angry. He wanted to do something! Somehow he managed to get Ka'b's attention. He nodded at the man with the stick. "Is that Said?" he whispered hoarsely.

 

"No," said the little fellow. "The boy is Said."

 

"Why is the man beating him?" whispered Piffy.

 

"He has cursed his father," said Ka'b.

 

"Oh," said Piffy as if it made any sense. "Can you tell me why the hell I can't move?"

 

"Don't worry," said Ka'b. "They can't see us. We are ephemeral-or maybe they are ephemeral. It's quite complicated and I have never been able to figure it out. I am a poet, not a scientist."

 

"We can't just stand here!" wailed Piffy. "We have to do something!"

 

But Ka'b was not listening. "According to Al-Bukhari," he mused, "Three persons shall not enter the garden: the one who is disobedient to his parents, the pimp and the woman who imitates men." He paused to see if Piffy was listening, then continued: "Allah defers the punishment of all sins to the Day of Resurrection excepting disobedience to parents, for which Allah punishes the sinner in this life before his death."

 

Piffy's mind was racing. It kind of made sense...punishment...the boy...spare the rod... He was putting two and two together.

 

But then, suddenly, it was gone, just like that, the boy, the man, the room, everything-gone in a flash and a rushing sound had filled his ears and Ka'b was running, running, running as if the devil were after him, the doorway swinging from one side to the other as if Ike Clanton was pushing his way into the Long Branch Saloon. Piffy chased after the little fellow into a vast unknown darkness.

 

"Quick! Quick!" urged Ka'b. "We must hurry! The Prophet has unleashed his minions! They will catch us and kill us! He has never forgiven me for what I said about him when he ordered the slaughter of the Banu Quraysh at Badr."

 

"The Prophet?" puffed Piffy. "What Prophet?'

 

"Mohammed!' said Ka'b, spitting the word out like a broken tooth. "I told him Hell would be a better place to reside than the Paradise he was promising everyone."

 

Something was breathing down Piffy's neck. He smelled smoke! Good grief! His hair was on fire! He lost sight of Ka'b and then he hit something in the stygian dark and he tumbled end for end for what seemed an eternity. When he came to a stop, he rolled over onto his back and took a deep breath. He sat up; nothing appeared to be broken. Ka'b was gone.

 

A door opened and someone shined a flashlight in his face. It was the waitress. "What the hell are you doing in the alley? Ain't you got no place to stay?"

 

Special investigator Piffy got up; brushed the dirt from his trench coat. A rat scurried out from behind an overturned garbage can. It was the garbage can that had sent him sprawling. The stench of rotting grapefruit was overpowering. He looked at the waitress. "Of course I got a place to stay," he snapped. "I'm staying with my friend, Ka'b." If it was a jest, it was a poor one.

 

The waitress flipped him a quarter. "Here," she said. "I think you need this more than I do."

                                                                                   

Special investigator Piffy would see more of the waitress and Ka'b in the near future. His search for Yaser Abdel Said had just began.

 

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Part 1

Repbulican Supports Ground Zero Mosque

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Well, if Muhammad Ali Hasan is in support of the Ground Zero Mosque it must be a good thing. Hasan is a Republican, a practicing Muslim and founded Muslims For Bush. There were no Coptic Christians for Bush, no Bahai'i's for Bush: no Assyrians for Bush.

 

When Hasan talks he pulls no punches. That's the kind of guy he is. He has taken some of his fellow conservative Republicans to task for their opposition to the Ground Zero Mosque. If you say you "are against the project, yet claim not to be bigoted," he tells them, "I have news for you: you are a bigot."

 

He has accused Sarah Palin and Newt Gingrich of pandering-not of being bigoted but of pandering.

 

Okay, so what are the objects of their pandering? That's an easy one though Hasan doesn't come right out and say it-it's the broad masses of the American people who are either too stupid or too depraved to realize that Islam is a religion of peace and tolerance and is worthy of a Ground Zero Mosque.

 

Broad masses? Sure. There are many broad masses around the world.

 

On January 1, 2010, a broad mass in Algeria looted and burned a Protestant Church. They torched piles of Bibles and other religious books and desecrated Christian crosses. Maybe the Florida minister learned from them.

 

Six Christians were killed in a church shooting in Egypt inspired by a broad mass meeting during the recent Christmas holiday season.

 

Hasan has not commented on these atrocities or on any of the frequent broad mass eruptions in Muslim run countries.

 

Islam is as American as apple pie intimates Hasan. Did you know that Thomas Jefferson carried a Quran in his library and is thought to have sought guidance from it? Hasan is not the only Muslim to provide America's broad masses with this version of the Founding Father.

 

Yes, for the record, Jefferson did consult the Quran-he had the Barbary Pirates to contend with. Like Churchill who studied Mein Kampf, Jefferson studied the Quran.

 

Jefferson once cut the parts from a Bible that he didn't agree with or that he had his doubts about. It was said the book was greatly reduced. If Old Jeff had done that to his copy of the Quran he would have been left with the covers and the spine.

 

By the time Jefferson was sworn in as President Muslim pirates had been preying on United States merchant shipping in the Mediterranean for 25 years. It was an old story-Muslim corsairs had been seizing American ships throughout the Colonial period.

 

The brig Polly was taken in 1793. The captive seamen were stripped of their possessions and put to work in their underwear on a pirate ship. The corsair captain, Rais Mahomet Salamia, told them they could expect harsh treatment "for your history and superstition in believing in a man who was crucified by the Jews and (for) disregarding the true doctrine of God's last and greatest prophet Mahomet." Did the Captain mean the doctrine of peace and tolerance?

 

The sailors were reduced to ball-and-chain slavery. They were turned into beasts of burden, dragging large rocks to fill in the harbor at Algiers. It was to be forever unless they should be ransomed or convert to Islam!

 

The four ships boys were assigned to the palace as servants. No, it was not to shine shoes and wait on tables.

 

Qur'an 76:19 "And round them shall serve immortal boys of perpetual freshness, never altering in age. If you saw them, you would think they were scattered pearls."

 

Life for the ruling class in Algiers, circa 1793, was a preview of Allah's paradise. In Peoria they call it child molestation.

 

How good an American is Muhammad Ali Hasan? Is he a Rooster Cogburn, an Audie Murphy, a George Costanza? He was born in Colorado, has run for office and has appeared on The O'Reilly Factor. He is a member of Muslims for America. In spite of these impressive credentials he is no Arthur Fonzarelli.

 

This is what Hasan posted on Twitter: "I give America credit...she can be evil...but she strives to overcome it and lives up to her ideals. She needs help sometimes though."

 

Help? There are others in need of help. Perhaps Hasan should look inward.

 

In Vladikavkaz, Russia, a Shahid (a Witness) drove an explosive-laden vehicle into a market, killing 18 people and wounding 122 others.

 

A suicide bomber killed 19 people, 9 of them schoolchildren, in Lakki Marwat, Pakistan. He was a Holy Warrior, a member of the Harakat Ul-Majahidin.

 

There are thousands of these crazies scattered around the Muslim world. They do not oppose the building of mosques but they do oppose the building of churches and synagogues and Buddhist shrines. Has Hasan ever expressed his indignation over the barbarities committed against any other religion by his fellow Muslims? Or is it none of his business?

 

Three Christian aid-workers were kidnapped and murdered by Muslim fundamentalists in Pakistan.

 

Pakistan-a very strange land where Muslim officials have denied aid to Christian flood victims and where Christian children are frequently kidnapped and forcibly converted to Islam a not uncommon practice throughout the Muslim world.

 

The list of atrocities goes on and on. It didn't start when the United States recognized Israel in 1948 when, by the way, there was no such thing as a Palestinian. The horror goes back 1.400 years.

 

Can Islam be evil or does evil lie in the eye of the beholder? To a moderate Muslim America can be evil and Hasan is a moderate Muslim. So he says. But evil acts have been committed in the name of Islam and moderate Muslims find it extremely difficult to talk about them let alone condemn them. And what has Islam done to thwart these evil acts?

 

Hasan says America lives up to its ideals. Does Islam?

 

Yes, it does and that explains Vladikavkaz and Lakki Marwat and a thousand other acts of violence against non-Muslims.

 

Qur'an 5:35 " As for the disbelievers (Christians), if they had everything on earth, two times over, to give as ransom for the penalty of the Day of Doom, it would never be accepted of them. Theirs will be a painful torment. They will desire to get out of the fire, but they shall not be released from it. They shall have an everlasting torture."

 

Or Qur'an 9:29 "...until they pay the jizyah tribute tax in submission, feeling themselves subdued and brought low."

 

Or Qur'an 5:73 "...the disbelievers will suffer a painful doom."

 

The crime? Not being Muslims!

 

It isn't America that needs help-it is Islam. And the blind allegiance of Muslims like Hasan to the doctrines of the Prophet makes reformation of Islam an impossible task. They are part of the everlasting torture. They are not Rooster Cogburn Americans.