A Critical Analysis of 'Real Islam'. Its People ... - Bukti dan Saksi

and who, if they plan conquest, plan it the old fashioned way - armies, battlefields. It is useless against
Mohammed Atta, or any nation that cares to use his sort as proxies.
Well, those were the lines I was thinking along. Then I started to notice how many other people were
thinking the same way. "Thinking" is actually the wrong word. This isn't something thought so much as
something felt, something in the air. And what I really didn't like a bit was that the people who are
thinking it are people I have found to be pretty reliable guides to what is going on in the world. The things
people say in conversation nowadays! - things like: "It'll take another 9/11...". And then there is the image
of the guy living on Long Island, waving his arm at the busy suburban landscape beyond the window of a
diner, and saying: "When New York City's been taken out, all this real estate will be worth zip." Nobody
talked like that ten, five years ago. Nobody even thought those things.
Is something unspeakably horrible going to happen? I don't know for certain. I'm only saying that
there is something in the air - a grimness, a bracing. Perhaps I'm just scaring myself over nothing. As in
all times, the future casts its shadow over the past helping us to forget it, but the past ever projects its
image into the future to form it. I can't shake off the feeling that we are living, right now, in that chill
shadow cast from recent and distant Islamic history. Surly we have come to the end of a golden age of
relative peace and security, and there are nasty things lurking in the not too distant future. Is chaos the
only option left for our great Western society obsessed as we are with consumption and self-absorption?
Look at us! Look at the gross vulgar overflowing fat wealth we live amongst! Look at the great cars
that 20-year-old kids drive 300 yards to the mall, to buy things they don't need, gadgets to pack into
houses already overflowing with gadgets, clothes to cram into closets stuffed with clothes. Look at the
work we do, sitting in humming cubicles scrolling through screens full of words and numbers as our
wealth grows. Look at the bright, airy schools our kids attend, to be taught that their ancestors were moral
criminals, their parents are liars, and their culture is a sham. Look at our popular heroes, all self-absorbed
rock stars, sports icons, or made for movie fantasy personalities. Look at our "reality TV" programs,
where people with empty heads wallow in infantile hedonism. Look at our fool politicians and diplomats,
pouring over their poll numbers and UN resolutions, playing tug-of-war with pork while young men with
burning eyes slip silently into our cities with boxes, canisters, cargoes, vials, and suitcases curiously
heavy.
As they arrive at our unprotected borders, while entertainment Icons live in a make-believe world
continue using their popular influence to undermine national values. Hollywood weenies like Martin
Sheen and Sean Penn rake in millions playing soldiers in films like "Apocalypse Now" and "Casualties of
War" and then, in real life, give the finger to those who really wear the uniform and risk all to defend us.
Violent rappers get rich issuing songs like "Cop Killer", and "Die, die, die, pig, die! Fuck the police!".
Michael Moore denigrates all of us in his hate America propaganda film "Fahrenheit 9/11". The elite from
among us (Actor, Artist, Intellectual, Union leader, Tenured Faculty, Judge, Lawyer, ACLU, and
powerful advocacy groups including left-leaning media) arrogantly live their lives demanding the full
measure of entitlements and freedoms paid for by the blood of the kind of men they disparage. Young
people at universities regurgitate excessive relativism leaving campus with no core, no love of country,
and no willingness to sacrifice for it.
For decades now we have selfishly chased vanity, postponing and/or limiting our offspring, thus
limiting the available pool of young men and women we wish to call upon now for our protection. Is there
enough, are they strong enough? One wonders why Osama bothered to create such a fracas to kill 3000,
and why he did not simply sit back and watch with satisfaction as we continue to do it to ourselves, on a
scale orders of magnitude higher, using the arbitrary tool of abortion. From the surviving young who do
walk amongst us, premonition often prompts me to look hard into their eyes and hearts searching for
strength, but probing the windows into their souls has revealed a vast cavernous emptiness bringing little
comfort. Look at this proud tower! And feel its foundations tremble.
There Arose out of the Pit of Smoke a Great Furnace
by Paul Johnson (7 Dec 2002)