More like a boil on the ass of the civilized world.
Posted on 11/26/2004 10:35:43 PM PST by gonzo
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Date : 2004-11-22
THE ISLAMIC PLAGUE ©
by Norman Liebmann
Islam is a fever blister on the planet Earth. It is a theme park for assassins, and endures by having acquired weapons it had not the mentality to invent. In contrast, our government, in its infinite wisdom, has determined that Americans should not be permitted to carry guns because they are not as rational or as-law abiding as Arabs. It is worth noting, our prisons are bulging with converts to Islam. If the trend continues, San Quentin will be re-designated as a maximum security mosque. Muslims should forget about Mecca and plan on making their pilgrimages to Attica.
The Koran is a blueprint for the extermination of the Judeo-Christian world. As Allah said, “It’s all in my book”. Islam is not a religion. It is an infestation, a colony of rabid termites, exploding throughout the world gnawing away at the baseboards of Civilization. It is impractical to “swat” them one at a time with an AK47 - however individually gratifying.
With all the decapitation and dismembering, Islam is one vast corporeal chop shop. The reason the practice of beheading is so commonplace in Islam is because Arabs function just as well without them. The war against Iraq is justified if it turns out that WMD stands for Weapons of Mass Decapitation.
In the average Saudi home, for convenience, the bedding chamber is adjacent to the beheading chamber. (In response to this Terror, the Democrats offered the nation the services of John Kerry who has all the capricious loyalty and courage of an Iraqi policeman.)
YASSER ARAFAT - ASHES TO ASHES, SLIME TO SLIME
If history instructs us, Arafat believed Allah had given him the mission of leading the Palestinians throughout the civilized world in order to break everybody’s windows. Still, Europe is lamenting Arafat’s passing with pyrotechnic displays of hypocrisy, though there aren’t enough Roman candles in Christendom to celebrate the passing of this poisonous beetle. The mainstream media can’t face the fact of his passing, having always fawned over the Arafats as though they were a Nielsen family. The media has not been that depressed since they realized that they don’t have Nixon to kick around anymore. They are saddened the same way that the gang over at Sloan Kettering would be to learn their favorite form of cancer heals up by itself just as they were on the verge of a finding a cure for it. Still, the Imams who pray for Arafat’s soul shrug it off when Allah responds, “Forget it. I never liked him.”
Arafat’s death touched off one of the greatest treasure hunts in the history of Islam, Arafat somehow having found a way to fleece billions from the destitute Palestinians. His advisors told him “You can’t take it with you”, so he made arcane arrangements to send it on ahead. With the principal neatly hidden intact in offshore flimflams, his bride, Suha Arafat, continues to receive untold millions from the poverty-stricken Palestinians (which places her high on John Kerry’s back up list of eligible widows.)
To paraphrase Oscar Wilde, Yasser Arafat was one of those people who are immeasurably improved by death – although it is micro-precision work to measure the extent of the improvement. At all events, the Palestinians will have no difficulty finding a replacement with Arafat’s qualifications. (One name that comes readily to mind is Hillary Clinton.)
It is appropriate that Arafat visited Clinton in the White House more than 500 times, for what might be characterized as a meeting between a jihadist and a ji-hardon. It requires at least that many conversations to establish any communication between two people, neither of whom is to be believed. Still, for folks from Arkansas, hobnobbing with an Arab terrorist is the jackpot in social climbing.
Arafat, like so many Muslims, glorified death as the ultimate good. Unfortunately, no one among his Palestinian followers liked him well enough to kill him. It was assumed he would die in office inasmuch as in Palestine there are few retired murderers. The operative question about Yasser Arafat is “Is he dead? And can we rest assured that his death will prove fatal? History shows that dead dictators are never dead enough. They have the tenacity of the gila monster in that one can cut off its body, and the head continues to hang on.
Arafat brought a new integrity to the word disgusting. After Arafat got through praying, no cockroach would crawl across the carpet except on stilts, after which the carpets had to be burned and its ashes scattered. Arafat’s only humanitarian function was as an emergency landing field for flies unable to maintain altitude.
Yasser Arafat was grotesque, even in this era of big-time ugly. His physical appearance was known to incite a stampede among wart hogs, and his smile could cause a pregnant camel to miscarry. Had he died on the African veldt, the vultures would have sent his carcass back to the kitchen. His face looked like someone had found a way to grow hair on a pizza. Standing next to Arafat, Charles Manson would look like Jack Armstrong, the all-American boy. It was suggested, that when he traveled, he carried a rat turd in his wallet for identification.
Arafat, the Dervish of Depravity, was reputed to have a prurient interest in pre-pubescent boys. He would pick off the stragglers on their way home from kindergarten, or at least the ones that had not blown themselves up while falling off the monkey bars. (It’s rumored, Michael Jackson planned to send Arafat a gift for Christmas, but nobody at UPS could answer Jacko’s question, “How do you gift wrap an orphan?”) It is people like Arafat that give sexual degeneracy a bad name.
It’s still not known what Arafat died of except that his nurses had to get into moon suits to take his temperature with a thermometer affixed to a robotic arm.
One speculation was Arafat’s death was caused by his hemorrhoids long in hot pursuit, gained ground and finally overtook him. A more pervasive rumor is that he had AIDS and that he would be buried in a full length condom in the interest of safe sex. Yasser Arafat appeared to be in physical decomposition for forty years before he died. On his recent arrival in Paris, Arafat’s throwing chunks of his fetid breath to the rabble in the form of kisses doubtless spread his contagion.
Islam traffics in death - hence the Arab Street is the place most contextual to celebrate that traffic. Arafat wanted to be buried in Jerusalem. It was unfortunate that he waited so long to be buried anywhere. The challenge is there was no place he can be interred without his cadaver causing an environmental calamity. It was more than an exercise in waste management. The funeral procession was not nearly as orderly as the running of the bulls in Pamplona. (We are reminded Arafat’s passing is ostentatiously lamented in Spain, a country distinguished for The Inquisition, Francisco Franco, and let’s not forget its leaky Armada.)
PALESTINE: BEDPAN OF THE MIDDLE EAST
Armageddon will be not a confrontation between God and Satan but a face off between Islamic fundamentalists and the militant homosexuals. Whichever triumphs will leave the world uninhabitable. It will still be called Palestine.
Islam was given a choice between AK47s and indoor plumbing. The rest is history. Arafat convinced the Palestinians that being trigger-happy is the only kind of happiness that would ever be available to them. Since then, Palestine bulges with murder cults such as Hamas and Hezbollah. If they want to assassinate someone they have to take a number and wait their turn.
Its road maps and meaningless Oslo Accords notwithstanding, Palestine is a forever festival of murder and mayhem. Palestine is a theme park for assassins. Like Coney Island it has shooting galleries. Presumably, the corpses are the rides, Palestinians trusting in the precedent that no true believer in Islam was ever thrown by a dead horse.
The creation of Palestine must have been God’s version of a home movie. Its inhabitants are waiting for the Auto Club wrecker to arrive and jump start Evolution. The Gaza Strip is a malignant polyp. You can’t bathe these people, you can only crop dust them with DDT. Their sepses are more deadly than their scimitars. Palestinians are human graffiti and nomadic marauders whose deeds are so heinous they must keep their identities concealed. In Palestine even murder suspects in a police line up are not required to remove their masks. Palestinians raise their children to be suicide bombers. If they return in one piece, they can be expected to hear, “Not dead yet? Just wait until your father gets home!”
The Palestinians’ argument with Israel devolves, more than anything else, on that four letter word - envy.
EUROPE – PRIDE AND PESTILENCE
In the old world, the Bubonic Plague has been replaced by Islamic Plague and is spreading like a pox. Compared with the former, the latter was like a mild case of jock itch. Unlike the Bubonic Plague, the Islamic Plague is in Europe by invitation. It is too late to save Europe from this spiteful, vicious, unwashed substrata of humanity. 50% of the population of Belgium is Muslims. That country is now more bilge than Belge. Russian children massacred by Chechen troglodytes left Vladimir Putin without even a feeling of déjà vu. Only the Dutch sensed it is time for a politically incorrect mass deportation of Moslems, the malignant slag oozing into their corner of Europe. Dutch Filmmaker Theo Van Gogh, who likely carried the DNA of the incomparable Vincent Van Gogh, was assassinated by an Arab whose own DNA was a perfect match for a species of venomous toad.
Islamic hordes seek to escape from Islam, whose oppressive topography offers backdrops of either a landfill or a moonscape. The Arabs sought to propagate their culture of body odor and jihad. The European Union of trans-socialist states has become a board game whose object it is to see which token will land on the square that signals that continent’s capitulation to Islam.
France is already a vassal state of Islam. The migration of Moslems into France is an unpropitious manifestation of cross-contamination. Apparently, the French need the Muslims to fill that moral void that remained when the Gestapo left Paris. With the influx of Arabs, France is no longer a nation, it’s a bazaar. Paris no longer has a native quarter. Paris is a native quarter. The Arabs have turned Monmartre into a Casbah, and the Louvre now smells like Pepe Le Moko’s rumpus room. The Eiffel Tower is a monument to France’s moral rot. French participation in the UN’s oil for food corruption made trivial the reputation for decadence of the court of Louis XIV. One marvels at the contradictory affinity with which the French and the Arabs embrace each other’s mores. Arabs eat with the fingers while the fastidious French prefer cuisine that is eaten with a Q-Tip. As for wines, the Arabs do not know Chardonnay from Shinola.
It is inevitable that the Arabs shall have found a congenial cultural environment in that country, considering anti-Semitism is as French as pâ·té de foie gras, and Klaus Barbie is France’s national bird. Jacques Chirac longs to reinstall the political ethics of the Vichy government and in that process has made France the graveyard of Europe’s conscience. The slithery Chirac is the inevitable consequence of teaching an eel to walk upright. French academics are still at work dreaming up rationalizations for the atrocities committed by the Germans in World War II and France’s unblushing capitulation (in which they were for the most part non-combatants.)
It is said, people never forgive you for the sacrifices you make on their behalf. The French hate America for bailing their asses out of World War I, World War ll, and Dien Bien Phu. We managed to stay out of Algeria where the “Frogs” got their noses rubbed in the dust by the primitive indigenes. The French continue to use the late Yasser Arafat’s memory to merchandise their hatred for America.
As Emerson observed, “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.” Bush’s notion that Islam is a religion of peace is one such hobgoblin, and a residue of his compassionate conservatism. Compassion is as tasteless, odorless, and in the long run, as fatal as hemlock. It is among the most readily available of toxins, because politicians will deliver it right to your door.
Compassion and conservatism are mutually self-disqualifying. In dealing with Arabs, ruthlessness is the only virtue. The West has lost its instinct for survival; hence Washington’s growing inclination toward conducting tepid warfare. It is found politically expedient to pretend that Islam is a religion rather than a cultural malignancy. Our leaders respond by taking biopsies, which, in the interest of the status quo, they invariably predetermine to be “inconclusive.” In the meantime, Islam spreads its peace-eating lesions over the world at will. The Islamic virus doesn’t apply for a passport.
Iraq is the Bush family’s bete noire. Their efforts in Iraq have been at best equivocal - which characterizes our effort there. The last thing America needs in this parlous world is an ambivalent military, and American servicemen dying so Kofi Annan could play oilfield roulette with Saddam Hussein.
The rules of engagement have American troops hamstrung. They could fight a more effective war by firing without bothering to aim, and by not worrying about acquiring the editorial approval of Al Jazeera, the Voice of Barbarism. We cannot make the enemies take out their wallets and produce Proof of Hostility before we kill them. The operative rule should be if it has a rag on its head, it’s a target. Bush should forget about winning the hearts and minds of the Arabs. There is no crap game in the Middle East that plays for stakes that low. Anything short of a pre-emptive war invites self-destruction for the Western World.
It should be clear by now that Bush is psychologically incapable of doing what must be done to protect the nation and the lives of its citizens. He cannot maintain the love of the Arabs and/or find spaces in Washington for every Mexican to park his burro at the same time. Which way he chooses to prioritize these exigencies will not be reassuring.
Well, at least this ...
Even though Yasser Arafat is gone, we still can have unsanitary kisses blown to us by Geraldo Rivera – so I guess it’s not such a bad old world after all.
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Damn, Norm, this IS difficult!............FRegards
More like the kanker on the skanker.
Gimme a ping if ya can, pal..........Best FRegards
President Bush is waging a war not only to save the West from Islam, but also to save Islam from itself. Evenutally we will learn that we can't have both.
Here ya go pally. I'll reply by e-mail..........FRegards
BUMP for tomorrow. Damn, it's good to see firehat in print again! Thanks, gonzo.
Grenades a plenty.
Bump for later read.
More like a boil on the ass of the civilized world.
It all comes down to Islamist Iran. If we get rid of that regime, it will be a decisive victory over the Islamists. If they become a nuclear power... well, we just can't let that happen.
Good to see you again, old FRiend.
BTTT
What to say? This is just terrific. Should win some sort of award.
Armageddon will be not a confrontation between God and Satan but a face off between Islamic fundamentalists and the militant homosexuals. Whichever triumphs will leave the world uninhabitable. It will still be called Palestine.
LOL!!!!!!!! Priceless.
Good to see you too, old FRiend! We're lost in a sea of new FReepers these days, but that's a good thing. The Internet has finally arrived.
The margin of victory went from 577 votes in 2000 to 380,000 in 2004 here in FLA.
Take care, pally...........FRegards
bump for later.
A pleasant and welcome surprize.
"The reason the practice of beheading is so commonplace in Islam is because Arabs function just as well without them."
Great line.
Islam appears to be devoid of any decency or honor or compassion or thought.
The more of this sort of writing the better. Ridicule is a powerful tool against these idiots.
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