Posted on 08/23/2002 2:02:52 AM PDT by kattracks
Edited on 05/26/2004 5:08:14 PM PDT by Jim Robinson. [history]
Dronie Montulo yesterday weeps over the box carrying the head of brother Lemuel, who officials fear is still being held captive by the rebels.
August 23, 2002 -- WASHINGTON - The grisly beheading of two Christian missionaries by Muslim fanatics in the Philippines has prompted the Pentagon to consider renewing combat-training missions to help crush Islamic rebels linked to Osama bin Laden, The Post has learned.
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A billion years ago, in a far away galaxy, sentient beings existed - beings whose powers far outstripped anything we can imagine?
They grazed the gaseous nebulae for sustenance and mined giant red stars for energy. To amuse themselves they would rearrange entire planetary systems into configurations they found pleasing. They gamboled in the solar breeze and rode the surf of supernovae.
Life was good in their galactic paradise. Telepathy was their means of communication. They had conquered mortality and knew no mortal enemies.
Except for one from their midst... He Whose Name Shall Be Extinct. Do not ask of his crimes, for the mere mention of them would grievously harm the music of the spheres.
Suffice it to say that the Council resolved that he should be banished, imprisoned in mute matter, and flung far, far away.
Eons passed... The Adversary seethed in hatred, unable to sleep, unable to act, able only to plot revenge.
The Adversary passed through vast reaches of emptiness, gravity of heavenly bodies slowing it down until...
... a yellow star in the backwater of a minor galaxy earned the dubious distinction of capturing the Adversary and dumping it on its third planet, a streak of light flashing across the sky.
Goat herders rushed to touch the Rock From Above and writhed in pain, their skin burned beyond recognition.
The Adversary gloated. Time passed.
Traders from a land where many deities where revered encountered the rock in the desert and built a sleigh to carry it toward their nearest waystation, an oasis called Al-M'kah. The rock, so they believed, was a piece of the Moon and had clearly been sent to Earth by the deity of that satellite.
The Adversary bided its time. For now, it would have to share attention with thousands of other gods, but its time would come. Though it could not speak, it could hear. Gradually it learned to decipher the mutterings of the puny savages milling about. And gradually it learned to impress its malevolence - Oh! Such evil - on their minds.
Centuries later, an illiterate highwayman, yearning for power, became the Adversary's willing tool.
The rest is history...
I believe I'll live long enough to "secure my perimeter, and strike within range" during this campaign against the lunatics -- but I'm beginning to doubt I'll live long enough to read your book..
Write damnit.
Semper Fi
What happens to the islamic faith if that rock ... ceased to exist?
Millions of Muslim pilgrims from all over the world come each year to the kaaba, the present day sanctuary of Allah. This pilgrimage is called the hajj. It is one of the Five Pillars of Islam that every Muslim should at least once in his lifetime make the pilgrimage to Mecca. Muslims cannot opt out of this requirement. They come to kiss, touch, or at least encircle the jet-black stone that marks the focus of Islamic prayer.
The picture shows the stone and its pure silver socket on the wall of the kaaba. Muslims claim that the stone was given to Ishmael by the angel Gabriel, and set into the building by Abraham's own hands.
In my previous post, I raise the possibility that the stone is a malevolent entity from outer space that infects all with its poison who approach it unsuspectingly. If I am right, there is no need to "nuke Mecca", as the kaaba and the city of Mecca are merely trappings surrounding the locus of evil.
A well-planned commando raid, two burly soldiers wielding crowbars, and a quick escape on Blackhawk helicopters.
Ideally we should send the rock to Hell, but there is a nearer and more practical equivalent:
An active volcano.
Throw the stone into the red-hot lava... and see what happens! My guess is there would be a bellow of anguish and rage echoing around the world and shaking the foundations of every building, then... silence.
And then we would find 1.3 billion of our fellow human beings flat on the ground, knocked unconscious... but they will come to and recover eventually.
I could be wrong of course -- but there is only one way to find out!
"At least we won't have to travel 5,000 miles to the next war, we can just walk there." (anon. VN vet)
Thank you, I appreciate your kind words. Yes, I wrote it (inspired by your exchange with Arrogant Bustard). I have a warped mind and read too many science fiction paperbacks in my mis-spent youth!
Instead of risking any of our soldiers near the evil black moon god rock, I would suggest a W-88 at the appropriate time.
It will be.
America's Fifth Column ... watch PBS documentary JIHAD! In America
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Yes, Gandalf. You're quite right. We must cast the stone ring back into the fires of Mount Doom where it was forged...
That is not dead,
Which can eternal lie,
For in strange aeons
Even death may die.
Abdul Alhazred
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