Posted on 09/27/2001 3:50:49 AM PDT by enrg
“If you kill our star Osama, he will last and live in our hearts forever, and there would be another Osama to come. If you insist to kill our hero, then I have no choice but to go and fight with him side by side and die for the cause of our people, and children. Mr. President, be sure that what I am thinking about right now is what every and each Muslim is thinking. Make no mistake about it.
When I was a little child my mom used to tell me stories about Aladdin and his adventures, I was so impressed by his personality, and I decided to be like him. Whenever I go to sleep I dream of becoming an adventurer, I dream to travel around the world, I dream to have my own boat and navigate through the seven seas to see different people, different faces, different colors, different languages. I dreamed to travel to places no one ever reached before, and to have my own adventures to come back home and tell my friends what I saw, and to look at my impressed friends while I tell them my adventures and stories.
The first Intifada began. One day I was going back home from school with my friend, we passed some youth who were throwing stones at Israeli soldiers, I looked at them and I thought they were enjoying their time throwing stones at soldiers. While I was looking at them I saw a very fast red object coming right to me, suddenly I heard people shouting in panic, children running in all sides, people were looking at me. It happened so fast, I looked at myself and I saw flesh and blood covering all my shoulder, and I looked at my friend, he was laying down to ground, his head and face were covered with blood, his books were shattered. his legs and arms were shaking so fast, seconds later he stopped shaking, and I was frozen, people around me were shouting at me to get out, to run fast, to lay down, I heard so many voices, I saw many faces, faces unable to distinguish, all of them were shouting at me, but I was still frozen, I was too young to understand, too young to see blood, too young to see dead people, it was my friend laying down without movement. Seconds later an elderly man crossed the road fast and carried me out of the scene, while he was carrying me I heard him crying and scolding me for not running away, I was taken by ambulance because they thought I was also hit. While I was in the ambulance Doctors were checking my body moving my arms and legs, I was unaware of them, all I was thinking about is my friend shaking so fast. Oh my God, I was 9 years old.
I was taken home, and I saw many people gathering around my house, it was noisy, but I was able to distinguish my mother's voice, she was crying and shouting so loud, the ambulance stopped in front of my house, and people gathered around me, I entered the house and I saw my mother laying down, she was unable to move, whenever my aunts try to get her up she fell down again, her legs were unable to carry her body. I saw her nose bleeding, later on I was told she was beating and hitting herself, she hugged me the way she never did and filled my face with tears and blood. I looked at my father, he was trying all he could not to cry, he tried all he could not to let a tear gets out his eyes, he was struggling not to, finally he erupted and cried. Since the moment I saw my friend shaking, all my innocent dreams were shattered, and I decided since that time to be a hero who will free my friends and people. Later on I became more aware of reality, I became aware that not only my people are suffering, but there are many others who are suffering the same way we do, and there was one thing in common, they were all Muslims. And there was one enemy, the non-Muslim. Then I decided to be a hero like Salahuddin to help Muslims all around the world and free them from the savageness of the non-Muslim. But I lacked the money, and I lacked the weapon, I looked down on our leaders, the Arab leaders, who were enjoying their time gambling while Muslims all around the world are killed and tortured day and night, I was helpless, and I cried painfully for not being able to help other Muslims, I prayed to Allah to kill all Arab leaders at one time, those prayers were not yet to be answered. Suddenly, the star of Osama Ben Laden came into existence. Finally, the hero came into our lives to free us. The hero who dedicated his life and money for the cause of his people. The (Millionaire hero) came into our lives. Instead he goes enjoying his time, he dedicated his life and money to his people and lived a very humble and simple life. I expected that all people around the world will help the hero and support him, but then I discovered how ugly, dirty, and unjust the non-Muslim is.
Mr. President, if you insist on suppressing Muslims, then keep in mind that one day we will be freed of your arrogance, we will be freed from the toys you made and supported, the toys who were the cause of all the pain we have. And if you kill Osama, he will last and live in our hearts forever, and there would be another Osama to come. If you insist to kill our hero, then I have no choice but to go and fight with him side by side and die for the cause of our people, and children. Mr. President, be sure that what I am thinking about right now is what every and each Muslim is thinking. Make no mistake about it. That day will come, and when it comes God save you and save your children from day of revenge Muslims will take, God save you and save your children from the anger you will face.
Mohammed
Delusions of grandeur, 25 point penalty.
Never bring rocks to a gunfight, you will get your @$$ handed to you.
I agree with you completely, Mohammed.
The very idea that we can handle this situation in such a way as to appease this class of Arabs is ridiculous. We need to face the reality that these people HATE us. They have already decided that we are responsible for the social ills in their countries not the tyrants who rule them. We can do nothing to end this feeling except to eliminate those who feel this way. We have pussyfooted around in this region too long. If the terrorists are doing all that they can to attack us (and I believe they are) what is to be gained by appeasement? Does anyone believe that the writer of this article is not already directly or indirectly a terrorist?
Cheese.
Did you squeek ?
Nothing but Fuhrer fodder. This way of thinking requires some serious study and analysis.
There's your problem, Mo.
Never turn your back on your Intifada brothers.
They'll shoot you and blame the Israelis.
For some odd reason I don't believe his mommy was hitting herself .
Cheese.
Actually it's not uncommon to see it spelled both ways, as well as spelled 'Muhammad' or 'Muhammed'.
Imagine how she will feel when you burst into flame from the napalm you piece of trash. Or she may not do anything because she may be burning to.
Mr. President, be sure that what I am thinking about right now is what every and each Muslim is thinking
The reason to kill them all.
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