DFU SONG: Let's Go (it used to be "going postal"...now, it's "going Muslim")

Our suicide belts have been prepared...we got high on drugs so we're not scared
Our virgins will await

We had a lap dance and got aroused...America's death is what we espouse
Virgins will await...it will be so great

We're ready to go Muslim...let's go
We're ready to go Muslim...let's go
Let's go

In our mosque we pray that you'll soon be dead
If you won't convert, then it's off with your head
Our virgins will await

For Obama we cheer...he is on our side
If you think that's not true, look where Khalid will be tried
Virgins will await...it will be so great

We're ready to go Muslim...let's go
We're ready to go Muslim...let's go
Let's go

‘Going Muslim’
Tunku Varadarajan, 11.09.09, 12:00 AM EST
America after Fort Hood.
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“Going postal” is a piquant American phrase that describes the phenomenon of violent rage in which a worker—archetypically a postal worker—”snaps” and guns down his colleagues.

As the enormity of the actions of Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan sinks in, we must ask whether we are confronting a new phenomenon of violent rage, one we might dub—disconcertingly—”Going Muslim.” This phrase would describe the turn of events where a seemingly integrated Muslim-American—a friendly donut vendor in New York, say, or an officer in the U.S. Army at Fort Hood—discards his apparent integration into American society and elects to vindicate his religion in an act of messianic violence against his fellow Americans. This would appear to be what happened in the case of Maj. Hasan.

The difference between “going postal,” in the conventional sense, and “going Muslim,” in the sense that I suggest, is that there would not necessarily be a psychological “snapping” point in the case of the imminently violent Muslim; instead, there could be a calculated discarding of camouflage—the camouflage of integration—in an act of revelatory catharsis. In spite of suggestions by some who know him that he had a history of “harassment” as a Muslim in the army, Maj. Hasan did not “snap” in the “postal” manner. He gave away his possessions on the morning of his day of murder. He even gave away—to a neighbor—a packet of frozen broccoli that he did not wish to see go to waste, even as he mapped in his mind the laying waste of lives at Fort Hood. His was a meticulous, even punctilious “departure.”

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