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Threat Matrix: Daily Terror Threat - Thread Nine
Yahoo News ^ | 5-30-04 | DONNA ABU-NASR AP

Posted on 05/30/2004 12:05:02 AM PDT by JustPiper

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"I will never cower before any master nor bend to any threat"

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KHOBAR, Saudi Arabia - Tens of American, European and other hostages were released Sunday and a gunman believed to be the lead Islamic militant holding them was arrested, a Saudi security official said, adding that two other gunmen were "in the process of being arrested."

We are the "Stotters" who make ourselves aware of the enemy who wishes to do us harm



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To: nw_arizona_granny

You have words of wisdom Granny. As you said a few days ago "we are eating our own". (I think that's what you said :-))


141 posted on 05/30/2004 3:22:20 PM PDT by Oorang ( If guns are outlawed, can we use swords?)
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To: Old Sarge; LindaSOG; Calpernia; Jill St Claire; JohnathanRGalt; yonif; Destro; StillProud2BeFree; ..

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http://alsarya333.cjb.net/
http://216.120.233.249/
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http://www.saddam.web1000.com/
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142 posted on 05/30/2004 3:25:46 PM PDT by Cindy
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To: nw_arizona_granny

Excellent post, granny. These are stressful times, and I, for one, do not want to see all that we have accomplished on this thread go by the wayside due to our in-fighting. I myself reacted "like a bull in a china shop" yesterday to perceived indignities hurled at this group as a whole.

I hope that SP2BF will continue to post here; I find her translations to be an invaluable tool in our WOT. If anyone doubts how much pressure the FBI can put on those who would point out their ineptitude, read "First Strike: TWA Flight 800 and the Attack on America." It will open your eyes to the personal cost one can suffer when they try to "get the word out".


143 posted on 05/30/2004 3:28:42 PM PDT by liberallyconservative
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To: Oorang
Thank you Oorang! Lately sometimes I wonder. We had thunder the other night and my husband and I did a quick glance at each other as if, is this it and do we need to hurry to our little "shelter?" Today I am feeling so pained that our "freedoms" here are permitting the Muslims school holidays, foot washing at Sky Harbor Airport. They are taking small steps leading to an eventual large takeover. If it isn't stopped, will the citizens rebel and will there be a new type of civil war - North AND South / East and West against the Muslims takeover?

The Danger of a Muslim Takeover of America

144 posted on 05/30/2004 3:33:44 PM PDT by MamaDearest (Our time on earth is limited - make the best of it!)
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To: MamaDearest

Bad bad boo boo - should have been 6/28/04. Sorry I couldn't find the correct numerical keys.


145 posted on 05/30/2004 3:36:17 PM PDT by MamaDearest (Our time on earth is limited - make the best of it!)
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To: Oorang
Thanks for the link Oorang. Never heard of this guy but he thinks like we do! :) It may be paranoia, but no harm in having the bases covered! :)
146 posted on 05/30/2004 3:37:09 PM PDT by Indie (We don't need no steenkin' experts!)
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To: MamaDearest

And thank you MD for that wonderful link. You owe me a new keyboard.

How blind can our government be!!? Never mind, don't answer that..we already know.


147 posted on 05/30/2004 3:48:14 PM PDT by Indie (We don't need no steenkin' experts!)
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To: sissyjane

THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS....the date is june 23 and the place is Michigan, Detroit

NOW WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO START AN INTERNET ROUMOR AND PUT FEAR IN THE WHOLE COUNTRY.

LAY OFF THESE TWO PEOPLE THEY HAVE PUT COUNTLESS HOURS, DAYS, WEEKS, MONTHS AND APOLOGIZE.

THEY CANNOT SAY FOR SURE NOBODY CAN. AND THEY DON'T WANT TO BE RESPONIABLE FOR MADNESS. AND I WILL NOT BE EITHER.


148 posted on 05/30/2004 3:50:17 PM PDT by DAVEY CROCKETT (There is no such thing as coincidence, GOD is in control.)
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To: Indie

I agree in having the bases covered Indie. I believe that knowledge is power. I would rather sift through it all and decide for myself what I deem of value. Besides, I'm growing fond of tin foil. Maybe I'll take up tin foil origami.


149 posted on 05/30/2004 3:51:08 PM PDT by Oorang ( If guns are outlawed, can we use swords?)
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To: Oorang
If I was trying to keep something secret, I would depend on "the tin foil factor" [ostracizing those who attempt to expose me] to help me keep it secret. In other words, just because we are paranoid, does not mean people aren't really after us. There is no such thing as tin foil.
150 posted on 05/30/2004 3:58:24 PM PDT by Indie (We don't need no steenkin' experts!)
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To: Indie

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPatton i love him.


151 posted on 05/30/2004 4:02:23 PM PDT by DAVEY CROCKETT (There is no such thing as coincidence, GOD is in control.)
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To: milkncookies

You are right SA is where the elite of the elite live. Notice you never here of anything from Southern South America.


152 posted on 05/30/2004 4:07:32 PM PDT by DAVEY CROCKETT (There is no such thing as coincidence, GOD is in control.)
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To: DollyCali

I know his wife said she didn't believe Moron Mike


153 posted on 05/30/2004 4:11:54 PM PDT by JustPiper (There is a LAW of Cause and Affect)
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To: DAVEY CROCKETT

Agreed. When it all goes to pieces, who will be lobbing missiles at the end of the world/Patagonia?


154 posted on 05/30/2004 4:12:35 PM PDT by Indie (We don't need no steenkin' experts!)
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To: All

It is time for a speech and this is the best one I know...My uncle served under this great man, GOD REST BOTH THERE SOULS.

The Famous Patton Speech

"We are here", said General Simpson, "to listen to the words of a great man. A man who will lead you all into whatever you may face with heroism, ability, and foresight. A man who has proven himself amid shot and shell. My greatest hope is that some day soon, I will have my own Army fighting with his, side by side."

General Patton arose and strode swiftly to the microphone. The men snapped to their feet and stood silently. Patton surveyed the sea of brown with a grim look. "Be seated", he said. The words were not a request, but a command. The General's voice rose high and clear.

"Men, this stuff that some sources sling around about America wanting out of this war, not wanting to fight, is a crock of bullshit. Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle. You are here today for three reasons. First, because you are here to defend your homes and your loved ones. Second, you are here for your own self respect, because you would not want to be anywhere else. Third, you are here because you are real men and all real men like to fight. When you, here, everyone of you, were kids, you all admired the champion marble player, the fastest runner, the toughest boxer, the big league ball players, and the All-American football players. Americans love a winner. Americans will not tolerate a loser. Americans despise cowards. Americans play to win all of the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost nor will ever lose a war; for the very idea of losing is hateful to an American."

The General paused and looked over the crowd. "You are not all going to die," he said slowly. "Only two percent of you right here today would die in a major battle. Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he's not, he's a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are. The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood. Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best and it removes all that is base. Americans pride themselves on being He Men and they ARE He Men. Remember that the enemy is just as frightened as you are, and probably more so. They are not supermen."

"All through your Army careers, you men have bitched about what you call "chicken shit drilling". That, like everything else in this Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is alertness. Alertness must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a fuck for a man who's not always on his toes. You men are veterans or you wouldn't be here. You are ready for what's to come. A man must be alert at all times if he expects to stay alive. If you're not alert, sometime, a German son-of-an-asshole-bitch is going to sneak up behind you and beat you to death with a sockful of shit!" The men roared in agreement.

Patton's grim expression did not change. "There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in Sicily", he roared into the microphone, "All because one man went to sleep on the job". He paused and the men grew silent. "But they are German graves, because we caught the bastard asleep before they did". The General clutched the microphone tightly, his jaw out-thrust, and he continued, "An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team. This individual heroic stuff is pure horse shit. The bilious bastards who write that kind of stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real fighting under fire than they know about fucking!"

The men slapped their legs and rolled in glee. This was Patton as the men had imagined him to be, and in rare form, too. He hadn't let them down. He was all that he was cracked up to be, and more. He had IT!

"We have the finest food, the finest equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world", Patton bellowed. He lowered his head and shook it pensively. Suddenly he snapped erect, faced the men belligerently and thundered, "Why, by God, I actually pity those poor sons-of-bitches we're going up against. By God, I do". The men clapped and howled delightedly. There would be many a barracks tale about the "Old Man's" choice phrases. They would become part and parcel of Third Army's history and they would become the bible of their slang.

"My men don't surrender", Patton continued, "I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back. That's not just bull shit either. The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the hell out of the Kraut with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another German before they knew what the hell was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man!"

Patton stopped and the crowd waited. He continued more quietly, "All of the real heroes are not storybook combat fighters, either. Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don't ever let up. Don't ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain. What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn't like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, "Hell, they won't miss me, just one man in thousands". But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would we be now? What would our country, our loved ones, our homes, even the world, be like? No, Goddamnit, Americans don't think like that. Every man does his job. Every man serves the whole. Every department, every unit, is important in the vast scheme of this war. The ordnance men are needed to supply the guns and machinery of war to keep us rolling. The Quartermaster is needed to bring up food and clothes because where we are going there isn't a hell of a lot to steal. Every last man on K.P. has a job to do, even the one who heats our water to keep us from getting the 'G.I. Shits'."

Patton paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goddamned cowards and we will have a nation of brave men. One of the bravest men that I ever saw was a fellow on top of a telegraph pole in the midst of a furious fire fight in Tunisia. I stopped and asked what the hell he was doing up there at a time like that. He answered, "Fixing the wire, Sir". I asked, "Isn't that a little unhealthy right about now?" He answered, "Yes Sir, but the Goddamned wire has to be fixed". I asked, "Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?" And he answered, "No, Sir, but you sure as hell do!" Now, there was a real man. A real soldier. There was a man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty might appear at the time, no matter how great the odds. And you should have seen those trucks on the rode to Tunisia. Those drivers were magnificent. All day and all night they rolled over those son-of-a-bitching roads, never stopping, never faltering from their course, with shells bursting all around them all of the time. We got through on good old American guts. Many of those men drove for over forty consecutive hours. These men weren't combat men, but they were soldiers with a job to do. They did it, and in one hell of a way they did it. They were part of a team. Without team effort, without them, the fight would have been lost. All of the links in the chain pulled together and the chain became unbreakable."

The General paused and stared challengingly over the silent ocean of men. One could have heard a pin drop anywhere on that vast hillside. The only sound was the stirring of the breeze in the leaves of the bordering trees and the busy chirping of the birds in the branches of the trees at the General's left.

"Don't forget," Patton barked, "you men don't know that I'm here. No mention of that fact is to be made in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the hell happened to me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this Army. I'm not even supposed to be here in England. Let the first bastards to find out be the Goddamned Germans. Some day I want to see them raise up on their piss-soaked hind legs and howl, 'Jesus Christ, it's the Goddamned Third Army again and that son-of-a-fucking-bitch Patton'."

"We want to get the hell over there", Patton continued, "The quicker we clean up this Goddamned mess, the quicker we can take a little jaunt against the purple pissing Japs and clean out their nest, too. Before the Goddamned Marines get all of the credit."

The men roared approval and cheered delightedly. This statement had real significance behind it. Much more than met the eye and the men instinctively sensed the fact. They knew that they themselves were going to play a very great part in the making of world history. They were being told as much right now. Deep sincerity and seriousness lay behind the General's colorful words. The men knew and understood it. They loved the way he put it, too, as only he could.

Patton continued quietly, "Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we can go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo. And when we get to Berlin", he yelled, "I am personally going to shoot that paper hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. Just like I'd shoot a snake!"

"When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, a German will get to him eventually. The hell with that idea. The hell with taking it. My men don't dig foxholes. I don't want them to. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. And don't give the enemy time to dig one either. We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by fighting and by showing the Germans that we've got more guts than they have; or ever will have. We're not going to just shoot the sons-of-bitches, we're going to rip out their living Goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun cocksuckers by the bushel-fucking-basket. War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it's the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you'll know what to do!"

"I don't want to get any messages saying, "I am holding my position." We are not holding a Goddamned thing. Let the Germans do that. We are advancing constantly and we are not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy's balls. We are going to twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all of the time. Our basic plan of operation is to advance and to keep on advancing regardless of whether we have to go over, under, or through the enemy. We are going to go through him like crap through a goose; like shit through a tin horn!"

"From time to time there will be some complaints that we are pushing our people too hard. I don't give a good Goddamn about such complaints. I believe in the old and sound rule that an ounce of sweat will save a gallon of blood. The harder WE push, the more Germans we will kill. The more Germans we kill, the fewer of our men will be killed. Pushing means fewer casualties. I want you all to remember that."

The General paused. His eagle like eyes swept over the hillside. He said with pride, "There is one great thing that you men will all be able to say after this war is over and you are home once again. You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON'T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, "Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana." No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, "Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!"





155 posted on 05/30/2004 4:15:34 PM PDT by DAVEY CROCKETT (There is no such thing as coincidence, GOD is in control.)
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To: Indie

LOL I am so mad all I can do is laugh. My head hurts!


156 posted on 05/30/2004 4:18:42 PM PDT by DAVEY CROCKETT (There is no such thing as coincidence, GOD is in control.)
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To: DAVEY CROCKETT
When I see "South America", I think of all the German Nazi officers who went there after WW2.

It was said that their grandchildren would rule the world.

The grandchildren were called the children of the Sun or Sonderchild.....OK, I dug deep in this old memory for this bit of info, and may be off on the names, but the intent is still there, I have wandered into bits and pieces of the story since WW2.
157 posted on 05/30/2004 4:19:49 PM PDT by nw_arizona_granny (You can help win the election by becoming a REGISTRAR OF VOTERS, easy go to Court House and sign up)
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To: nw_arizona_granny

I didn't know that very interesting. I just know alot of these people live there and there is very little news from there ever and I watch for it. What else can you remmeber?


158 posted on 05/30/2004 4:30:48 PM PDT by DAVEY CROCKETT (There is no such thing as coincidence, GOD is in control.)
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To: DAVEY CROCKETT; All
Well for one (and my wife calls what's in my memory useless sh*t);
Jihad in Paraguay "International law-enforcement authorities combating terrorism have growing concerns about a major influx into the Latin American nation of Paraguay of Arabic-speaking visitors carrying European passports." This from WorldNetDaily, with thanks to Mary Beth Roderick. "Some of these 'Europeans' could not even speak the language of their so-called mother land, according to a report in the latest issue of Joseph Farah's G2 Bulletin, an online premium intelligence newsletter published by WND. "Many of the visitors and emigres travel to the triple border region where Argentina, Brazil and Paraguay meet. This region, often described as a lawless area, is nicknamed by some intelligence station agents as 'The Muslim Triangle meeting zone.' "Intelligence experts have been warning since the late 1990s they had noticed a tendency among Islamic terrorists to operate from Paraguay, a landlocked country in the heart of South America, with a territory slightly smaller than California, and with geographic extremes perfect for hiding illegal activities. Information surrounding such activities arrived in the U.S. before Sept. 11, 2001, but failed to sound any alarms.
http://www.jihadwatch.org/archives/000304.php
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159 posted on 05/30/2004 4:36:23 PM PDT by olde north church (compensation is a female canine)
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To: sissyjane

I think you should take three breaths and back away from the computer.


160 posted on 05/30/2004 4:37:33 PM PDT by milkncookies (BEWARE OF PREGNANT WOMEN DISGUISED AS POLICE WHO SMELL LIKE DYNAMITE!)
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