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Confessions of an Ansar jihadi
2004-02-28
Young, broke and living in a speck of a town where moss grows on the roofs of mud huts, Rebeen Ali decided to look for his way in the world.

After a few nights of arguing, his father, a local schoolteacher, forbade him to leave the house. But the 14-year-old Ali, tired of his hometown of Halabja, where graveyards are filled with the victims of Saddam Hussein's 1988 chemical attack, started out for the Iranian border, with plans to get construction work in Tehran.

Ali was stopped in Biyara by a checkpoint set up by members of Ansar al Islam, a radical Islamic group that had taken hold in the high reaches of the mountains of northern Iraq. They told him he was in big trouble. Before long, he had joined the group.

Ali's story took place between the summer of 2001 and the winter of 2002, but it's consistent with descriptions of how Ansar recruits, indoctrinates and trains fighters. Indeed, the lack of work and poor living conditions in Iraq, the ready supply of disaffected youth and the seduction of religious fanaticism haven't changed at all.
The willingness by the locals to tolerate this crap has, however, as can be seen from the events following the Irbil bombings ...

The Ansar members accused Ali of being a spy, of being an infidel. They shouted at him. They beat him. They threatened to kill him. For two hours, the threats and screams continued.
That would be the stick ...

Then an older man walked in the room and in a calm, kind voice began to speak about Islam.

Trembling and crying, Ali was so shaken that he could hardly make sense of what the imam, or spiritual leader, was saying.
Ah yes, the carrot. Wonder if this was Mullah Krekar or Abu Wael, though my guess is probably not.

But slowly, the words began to filter through.

"He told me about paradise, about virgins, about Islam," Ali said.

The imam told him that, as a Muslim, Ali was part of a brotherhood that stretched back hundreds of years. He had an important role to play in the world, one that would bring prestige and glory. There were 70 virgins waiting for him in a promised land, a paradise just for him.
"And all I have to do is kill a bunch of the folks I left back in Halabja to get there!"

The conversation lasted for hours. At the end, Ali was taken to a little room and given some food and a blanket. The next morning, an Ansar official came by and said that while Ali wasn't a prisoner, they wanted to keep him for a few days to make sure he wasn't a spy. Ali was invited to attend religion classes.
Which is just like Sunday School, only with high explosives and automatic weapons ...

Ali spent 15 days going between his little cell and a bare classroom. For the first time in his life, Ali began praying the prescribed five times a day. He had long considered the restrictions of the Muslim world backward and once planned to move to France to study. But now he realized the imam was right - he was a Muslim and had a duty.
That being to make the Muslim world even more backward ...

Ansar offered to send Ali to training, where he learned about weapons and tactics for two months. He learned how to break down an AK47 and that he should keep his mouth open when firing a rocket-propelled grenade to avoid eardrum damage. He learned how to unscrew the cap of an artillery shell, pack in plastic explosives with two wires attached and then spool the wire to a simple battery that would serve as a detonator.

Ali spent about 11 months as a grunt soldier for Ansar, shooting off mortars and firing with machine guns at positions of fighters for the Patriotic Union of Kurdistan. Some months he was paid $20, others $100.
Keep in mind that this is still quite a bit of money in that part of the world, especially given the state of the Iraqi dinar after the Gulf War.

After a feud about politics - Ali was tired of the fighting and wanted to join a less radical group - he left Ansar in late 2002, a few months before U.S. Special Forces and Kurdish troops drove Ansar from Iraq.
My guess is that you don't just "leave" Ansar, except toes up ...

Ali is 16 years old now. He has shaved his beard and grown out his hair. He lives in Halabja with his parents and has found only occasional work as a handyman.

He says he has no regrets about joining Ansar. Would he join again?

Maybe, he said, shrugging his shoulders.
Not a good time to be saying that now in Iraqi Kurdistan ...
Posted by:Dan Darling

#3  There were 70 virgins waiting for him in a promised land, a paradise just for him.

I thought it was 72? Is this what they call a market adjustment? Will it be 68 next week? Is this the start of the bottom falling out of the Jihadi virgin market?
Posted by: tu3031   2004-2-28 8:16:13 PM  

#2  
He had long considered the restrictions of the Muslim world backward and once planned to move to France to study. But now he realized the imam was right.

The kid has good instincts, but he's gullible in his follow-through.
Posted by: Mike Sylwester   2004-2-28 5:50:18 PM  

#1  Ali sounds like he could be a Belfast Protestant or Catholic, a Filipino Maoist, a Mexican Zapatista, or a Chicago street gang member. Or any other variety of local goof.

Why anyone would even entertain a "dialogue" with scum like this ("Oh, why do they hate us?") is completely beyond me. Gun 'em down.
Posted by: JDB   2004-2-28 3:41:31 AM  

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