Saturday, July 05, 2003

The Last Days of Militant Islam

The smell of putrefaction is in the air.

Leading the parade is the Al-Quaeda, who may have been behind a suicide attack on a Pakistani Shi'ite mosque, killing at least 44.  Meanwhile, two female suicide bombers detonated bombs at the entrance to an auditorium where a popular rock group called the Wings was playing for Russian 40,000 teenagers, killing at least 16 and wounding 60. Meanwhile, a roadside bomb wiped out an entire formation of  Iraqi police cadets, killing 7 and wounding more than 50. Elsewhere, the principal suspect in the suicide bombings in Riyadh blew himself up, along with two others when cornered by Saudi police. All in the last couple of days.

It is the smell of Militant Islam rotting.

Muslims killing Muslims; Muslims killing kids; Muslims killing themselves. The Death-O-Rama that is the Religion of Peace. Did they think that the hatred -- and the belt-bombs, ricin, anthrax -- they so generously funded would never be directed against themselves? Did they not stop to think that they themselves would soon be the principal victims of the fatwahs, stonings, handcutting, beheadings and floggings they were so fond of? That when the prayer leader brandishes his sword from the pulpit that it might not be their necks stretched on the chopping block? Did they imagine that dressing up their children as little suicide bombers would have no effect? That the child might one day return to his father's door to put his childhood instruction into practice? That's what one Canadian father has just realized.

The father of a Canadian terrorist suspect who was killed in a shootout with Saudi police said Friday his son was a "perfect teenager" but fell prey to extremist groups that valued his western passport, fluent English and North American education. "They tricked him," Mansour Jabarah said in a phone interview with The Canadian Press from Kuwait City.

And therefore never send to know for whom the fat lady ululates; she ululates for thee