If you are a Muslim and this offends you, go to hell.
"What is so troubling is the ongoing insistence that there is no connection between the attacks of September 11, 2001 and Islam. It isn’t to say that every single Muslim in the world bears responsibility for 9/11. But if we insist on pretending their isn’t a critical mass of Muslims prepared to murder innocent civilians, Muslim and non-Muslim alike, in the name of Islam, then we only succeed in insulting our intelligence, thus ensuring that this will continue to happen. There is a problem within Islam and the consequences of this problem is the 9/11 attacks by al Qaeda and the beheadings of journalists James Foley and Steven Sotloff by ISIS and numerous incidents in between. According to the website, the Religion of Peace, there have been 23,795 acts of Islamic terrorism since September 11, 2001."
"There is no god, but God. Muhammad is the messenger of God" BTW, recitation of the shahada in front of witnesses is also the first and only formal step in conversion to Islam.
We are no longer appalled, or even surprised at the beheadings, the burning children alive, boiling captured enemies in oil, the slave markets in Syria, the poisonous tendrils of the 11th Century weaving their way into our 21st Century lives.
You've heard my story before. I went to New York as soon as I could, so I could go with my best friend back to his loft across the street from where the South Tower stood. He was one of the heroes of that day, and his story is nothing less than incredible. But it is his story, not mine, to tell. And he has chosen not to tell it.
I have told you about standing in my friend's loft — he was 3-S, my old loft was 4-S, one floor up — ankle deep in ash, shredded paper and pieces of furniture and…other things... blown through the windows and walls as the South Tower collapsed. We had to wear hazmat gear because of the "high organic content" of the ash.
"High organic content"
Think about that.
I remember holding the cop who was required to accompany us as he sobbed. "We couldn't save anyone," he kept saying. "We couldn't save anyone."
I remember standing with my friend the night before, in the cold rain, while the site still burned and responders were still collecting pieces of Americans, my brothers and sisters, in 5 gallon plastic buckets. All around us were handmade posters — "Have you seen….my wife, my husband, my child, my friend…" — fading, the photos and words vanishing in the rain. The couple next to us were in evening wear, him a tuxedo, her in an evening gown. On the other side was an Hassidic family. Everyone was crying and no one made an attempt to get out of the rain.
It stank of ash, of seared metal, of something else, something horrible and primeval, that lodged in the back of your throat.
Fifteen years ago
We are, I fear, facing the last free American election.
If we lose, the next election will be all for show, bread and circuses for the rabble. If we lose, Americans will learn the sick fear of the knock on the door in the middle of night. We will learn the close-mouthedness of the old USSR and the real meaning of "Irish Democracy." We will come to hate our neighbors, and our children will become our informers, the instruments of our doom.
Once again, we will hear the muted rattlings of the boxcars, feel the hopelessness of the wire and the Dead Line.
We will finally understand the true meaning of dhimmitude, and by then it will be too late.
BTW, the number of attacks recorded on Religion of Peace since September 11, 2001 is now 29,197.