Thursday, January 28, 2010

The Secret Lives of Jihadists


Seems they're not good at fixing breakfast or at wet dreams:
http://chronicle.com/article/Before-Martyrdom-Breakfast/63689/. The scene of addled terrorists squatting in a remote cave, attempting to get a kerosene stove to work is, I think, the essential problem that confronts the civilized world (or what's left of it) in its confrontation with Muslim fanatics. They can loiter about in some forsaken crevice, occasionally taking a break to molest a boy or beat a woman while the West (the United States Military along with a handful of Euro supply personnel) expends its treasure in idling engines and pouring concrete. They're quite content to go on doing something that their ancestors have done in similar circumstances with the British and the Soviets and it's really quite easy to pull off. They have the time--it's not like their lives are going to amount to anything--they only live for earthly vengeance and virgins in paradise and become stimulated at the prospect of both. The funny thing about the whole 72 virgins in paradise deal of theirs is that recently, some Euro experts on the Koran and Arabic have recently translated some early texts dating to the time of Mohammad and have discovered that it wasn't virgins at all that was referenced in paradise, but grapes. Outstanding, Omar: for all of your troubles in blowing yourself and others apart in some idiotic murder, your heavenly reward is a pile of grapes. Dickhead.


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