:: Tuesday, 12 October 2004 ::
My money's on Global Jihad.
Read the story to get what I mean.
And then read this for some spitting nonsense from the Muslim Brotherhood in Egypt.
That godawful hotel bomb, so reminiscent of Bali, to me anyways, managed to kill 2 Italians.
That sure sounds like Al Qaeda and Zarqawi to me.
Pathetic. Venal. violent, deadly. And pathetic.
And the hacking off of Ken Bigley's head. What on earth for? He was an old man. Sure, like Steyn, I wish he had more balls and was not such a whinging pom, but fer chrissakes he was frightened out of his wits...and an old man.
"What on earth are the terrorists thinking?" I guess we should ask. Or maybe "Why?"
But really. I think we know the answer already.
Because they are fucked.
I mean, you really need that many words to conclude terrorist scumbags are fucked in the head?
They are fucked. In the head, man. Irretrievably. There is no penance to be done for a man who has cut someone's head off. No purgatory. Just hell. Just death and hell. And the same goes for plotters who bomb hotels where folks go to have some harmless fun.....in the company of Jews yeah, but so what?
Disgusting terrorist filth with their bombs and their hatred of Jews and all that. Urgh. How is it possible we care to share the planet with these scumbags.
Truly we are closer to God than they will ever give us credit for.
:: WB 4:00 am [link+] ::