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Somalia: Wanted terrorist named head of "parliament"
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Afghanistan
'Taleban truce' in tribal region
Careful -- it is from BBC, hence the quotes
Terrorists Militants in Pakistan's tribal region of North Waziristan have announced a month-long ceasefire. A spokesman for the terrorists militants announced the truce in a telephone call to the BBC from an undisclosed location. He said the truce was to encourage dialogue with the government, and demanded troops withdraw from the area.
"They make us nervous! Especially those airplanes!"
The government has described the truce as positive. Dozens of tribal militants and government troops have been killed in clashes in the area this year.

The terrorists militants, also known as local Taleban, have set the government four main conditions. They want a withdrawal of army troops from the region within a month, and the removal of all new check posts from North Waziristan, their spokesman Abdullah Farhad told the BBC. He also demanded the restoration of salaries and jobs and other incentives for local tribes and the release of tribesmen arrested during military operations against al-Qaeda and Taleban fighters in the region.
Don't forget the pony.
The governor of North Western Frontier Province, Ali Mohammad Jan Aurakzai, said a decision on these conditions would be taken in talks with the terrorists militants. He promised to reciprocate with a goodwill gesture but did not elaborate.
"I'll have more when we've decided with the coalition commanders how best to kill these mutts."
Tens of thousands of Pakistani security forces are battling Taleban and al-Qaeda terrorists supporters in the country's restive tribal belt along its border with Afghanistan.

The "Pakistani Taleban" have risen over the past year to take control of large parts of Waziristan. A similar ceasefire was announced last year in South Waziristan, since when violence has decreased significantly.

North Waziristan is the most conservative region in the seven tribal agencies that constitute Pakistan's Federally Administered Tribal Areas (Fata) and is seen as a hotbed of Taleban terrorist activity.
Posted by: Sherry || 06/25/2006 14:59 || Comments || Link || [1 views] Top|| File under:

#1  He also demanded the restoration of salaries and jobs and other incentives for local tribes...

Sounds like a donk demand.

Posted by: anymouse || 06/25/2006 15:35 Comments || Top||

#2  No camel? Goat? Pony?
Posted by: anonymous2u || 06/25/2006 16:03 Comments || Top||

#3  how about the killing continues till you have NO demands or conditions?
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 16:07 Comments || Top||

#4  He said the truce was to encourage dialogue with the government, and demanded troops withdraw from the area.

Read that... recruiting, refitting strategic pause.
Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 16:16 Comments || Top||

#5  Pursuit! Stay after them!
Posted by: 6 || 06/25/2006 16:41 Comments || Top||

#6  "Taleban Truce" - expires like milk after seven days...
Posted by: Raj || 06/25/2006 17:06 Comments || Top||

#7  Hudna: We're losing. So youse guys stand down while we re-man and re-arm. BTW, all those demands are just so we'll have an excuse to end the "truce". We'll let you know when we're ready to resume by kidnapping and beheading one of you.
Posted by: GK || 06/25/2006 17:26 Comments || Top||

#8  Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting
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Afghan gov't claims 'significant' gains against Taliban
(KUNA) -- Afghan's Defence Ministry on Saturday released first official comment on the massive "Operation Mountain Thrust", the second phase of which was started in southern parts of the country on June 15. Launched in Afghanistan's four volatile provinces of Kandahar, Helmand, Zabul and Uruzgan, about 11,000 American, British, Canadian and Afghan forces are taking part in the operation, the biggest in Afghanistan since the overthrow of Taliban in 2001.

Briefing journalists about the achievements and progress made so far, Defence Ministry's spokesman General Zahir Azimi said 149 militants had been killed and 160 arrested in the ongoing operation in different parts in the southern region. Azimi said only three Afghan army soldiers were killed over the fortnight. He said this was the first time that the Afghan army was carrying out a joint operation with the foreign forces to wipe out terrorists and their hideouts.

Expressing satisfaction over the progress made by the foreign and Afghan troops in the anti-Taliban operation in the past two weeks, the spokesman said they had made significant achievements by pushing the enemies into the mountainous areas and destroying their sanctuaries and weapon dumps in several parts of the four provinces. Without mentioning for how long the operation would continue, the Afghan general said they were trying to arrest, kill or throw out the miscreants from the Afghan soil. It is said the coalition forces had launched the biggest offensive to ensure smooth expansion of the NATO forces to the southern parts of Afghanistan.
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Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  Victory will be due to close air-ground operations. Karzai has been attacking the air war for civilian - and even Taliban casualties - when it is air cover that allows hit troops to re-group securely, and retaliate over salients that are not visible from all ground points. Somebody slap Karzai.

Civilian casualties do not make a just war unjust.
Posted by: Omaiting Clutch9925 || 06/25/2006 0:36 Comments || Top||

#2  retaliate over salients that are not visible from all ground points

Exactly. I'm pretty sure.
Posted by: 6 || 06/25/2006 2:24 Comments || Top||


Africa Horn
Wanted terrorist named in key post
SOMALI Islamists have named a cleric wanted by the United States for alleged links to the al-Qaeda terrorist network as the head of their new "parliament" overnight. Officials said Sheikh Hassan Dahir Aweys - a wanted "terrorist" in the United States - had been chosen to lead the Council of Islamic Courts (CIC) which will serve as a parliament for regions under the courts' control. The appointment came as the Islamic courts shore up their control of Mogadishu and outlying towns following the dramatic victory of their militia fighters over a US-backed warlord alliance in Mogadishu earlier this month.

Sheikh Aweys founded the capital's first Islamic court and is believed to have orchestrated the Islamic takeover. He has been operating in the central Galgudud region where he has set up sharia or Islamic tribunals. He has been designated a "terrorist" by the United States and is subject to US sanctions for alleged ties to Osama bin Laden's al-Qaeda network, blamed for the September 11, 2001 attacks on the United States. His suspected terror links were a key reason Washington backed the Alliance for the Restoration of Peace and Counter-Terrorism (ARPCT), which was formed in February by warlords who say the Islamists are harbouring extremists.

A senior official who attended a meeting of Somalia's Joint Islamic Courts in Mogadishu's Ramadan hotel today said 88 delegates had been chosen to sit in the CIC, which will legislate and oversee the courts in the Horn of Africa nation. "The former head of the JIC, Sharif Sheikh Ahmed, will be the chairman of the council's executive committee, which will be in charge of day to day running of the Islamic courts," a senior cleric said.
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Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [1 views] Top|| File under:

#1  Well, that is a fine "screw you" action.
Posted by: Fordesque || 06/25/2006 0:55 Comments || Top||

#2  It's not our responsibility to facilitate their jihad. Quit feeding them and let them spend all their time scrounging for food.
Posted by: ed || 06/25/2006 8:54 Comments || Top||


Arabia
Two more suspects nabbed in Soddy Arabia
The investigation following a raid on a suspected terrorist cell in Riyadh on Friday led to the arrest of two suspects in the nation's capital yesterday, according to the Interior Ministry's spokesman. Regarding the two suspects captured yesterday in an undisclosed location in Riyadh, Al-Turki said the arrests are linked to Friday’s shootout at a residential villa in Riydah’s Al-Nakhil district. The ministry spokesman did not provide the identity of the suspects, citing concerns over ongoing investigations against deviants.

Friday’s shootout left six suspects dead and one critically injured. A security officer was also killed and several others were injured in the shootout that began after midnight.

The ministry released the identity of the six suspects killed in the shootout. The six were identified as: Mohammed ibn Rashed Al-Jalidan, Sami ibn Saud Al-Mutari, Mishal ibn Abdullah Al-Rashoud, Humod ibn Miqbel Al-Utaibi, Saad ibn Abdullah Al-Muathir and Ghazi ibn Salem Al-Utaibi. Al-Jalidan (alias Abu Dawood Al-Najdi) and Naif Al-Shaybani reportedly figured in a tape released by Al-Qaeda in March. Al-Rashoud is believed to be the son of an alleged Al-Qaeda member, Abdullah Al-Rashoud, who figured on a list of Saudi Arabia’s most wanted deviants and was reported to have been killed in Iraq last year, the Arabic daily Al-Watan reported yesterday.

Local media reports said at least two of the men are believed to have escaped from a jail in Al-Kharj, approximately 80 kilometers to the southeast of Riyadh, in April. The reports state that other men escaped in that jailbreak, which reportedly occurred when prisoners were being transferred.

Yesterday’s arrests have brought the number of suspected militants detained in the past month to 43, which has marked a sharp increase in reported anti-terrorism activities. “The suspects share the same extremist ideology and the arrests were made under separate investigations,” said Al-Turki, but pointed out that authorities do not believe these suspects were working together as part of a terrorist cell.
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  Damned quota gets higher every quarter. How many more we need to make sure we get some favorable PR?
Posted by: Spavising Whaith6100 || 06/25/2006 4:12 Comments || Top||


Bangladesh
Tales from the Crossfire Gazette (Sunday edition)
Three operation commanders of the outlawed Biplabi Communist Party (BCP) of Khulna, Jessore and Narail were killed in separate 'crossfire' incidents between their accomplices and Rapid Action Battalion (Rab) yesterday.
Three commies and no islamicists.
A Rab press release yesterday said Operations Commander of Khulna BCP Mohammad Matiar Rahman, 33, was arrested around 11:00pm on Friday.
You'd think he'd have a lot to talk about, but ...
Following his confessional statement, ...
... he seems to have blabbed everything rather quickly; musta been the #7 pliers ...
... a Rab team went to Hogladanga in Manirampur upazila of Jessore ...
No, we don't know where that is.
... around 3:10am yesterday ...
Right on schedule with a ten minute bonus.
... to recover hidden arms ...
Always hidden, never used ...
... when Matiar's accomplices ambushed the team.
They had no idea what they were getting into, of course ...
Rab retaliated and Matiar tried to flee during the shootout.
Which was hard to do since he was already dead in the back of the truck.
He was caught in crossfire and died on the spot, Rab claimed.
Not convincingly, either, but who's going to challenge them?
One pipegun, two shotgun shells and three used bullet shells were recovered from the spot ...
The three used bullets from those shells can be found in the back of Matiar's head ...
... but Matiar's cohorts managed to escape.
They bravely ran away but we'll see them again someday.
Rab said Matiar had several criminal cases filed against him, including murder cases, on twelve systems with different police stations of Khulna and Jessore.

But wait, there's more on Sunday! ...

Rab personnel arrested BCP Operations Commander of Jessore Abdur Razzak, 30, around 10:00pm on Friday at Abhaynagar upazila in Jessore, another Rab press release said.
Plenty of openings for operations commanders, apparently.
Following his information, ...
"Anything! I'll say anything you want! Just put those down!"
... a Rab team went to Durgapur in the same upazila to recover hidden arms and arrest his cohorts.
You may be thinking right now, 'hey, this reads just like the last one!'
His gang members opened fire on the team as they reached the area around 3:00am yesterday ...
... that magic moment ...
... and Razzak was found dead following the Rab's encounter. He was caught in the line of fire, Rab claimed.
Two rounds in the back of the head from twelve inches, the line of fire being towards his feet.
One pipegun, two shotgun shells and two used bullet shells were recovered from the spot ...
Those two bullets having penetrated Razzak's noggin ...
... while none of the miscreants were caught.
Since they melted away into the night.
Razzak was wanted for several murders and other criminal activities in cases filed with different police stations in Khulna and Jessore.
Twelve systems, he's dead, and hurry up with the autopsy Dr. Quincy.

Triple-play RAB Sunday!

Meanwhile, another BCP Operations Commander of Narail, Junaid Hossain, 30, was killed in an 'encounter' between the members of his party and Rab around 3:30am. He was arrested at Narail town on Friday.
Three operations commanders in one night? What are the odds of that?
During interrogations, Junaid told Rab about his hidden arms cache.
His personal hidden arms cache, apparently.
A Rab team along with Junaid went to Mirzapur area of Sadar upazila in Narail ...
Which is somewhere in Bangladesh, but that's not important.
... where Junaid's gang men shot at the Rab team forcing them to retaliate.
Of couse they did.
During the gunfight, Junaid tried to escape but he was hit by bullets and died on the spot.
Hit by just one in the back of the head since they only find one used shell.
Two pipeguns, four shotgun shells and one used bullet shell were recovered from the spot. Rab however failed to capture any outlaws.
You'd wonder about their seeming inability to run down the accomplices in any other jurisdiction ...
We would, if we believed there was anyone present except the RAB and the dead guy
Junaid had several criminal cases including murder cases filed against him with different police stations of Jessore and Narail.
Three more commies, all in a night's work for the RAB.
Posted by: Steve White || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  It all makes sense, ya'see because the number of used shells equals 6. No reason to ask if they felt lucky and were 5 or 6 bullets fired. Punk.
(apologies to Clint).
Posted by: USN,Ret || 06/25/2006 1:10 Comments || Top||

#2  I'm impressed! Lot of money in brass collection!
Commie here or there is no big deal.
Posted by: Inspector Clueso || 06/25/2006 1:31 Comments || Top||

#3  I wonder if the guy who wrote this script is getting royalties for every time they use it ?
Posted by: wxjames || 06/25/2006 9:52 Comments || Top||

#4  What Mr. James sed, it is a pretty darn good macro script.
Posted by: 6 || 06/25/2006 16:46 Comments || Top||

#5  a double bonus Sunday! That's like going to a MLB baseball game, it's a double header with free beer, and you catch a foul ball....except two criminal "masterminds" are dead
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 16:58 Comments || Top||


Tales from the Bangla Police Blotter
RANGPUR, June 23:–Members of the Rapid Action Battalion (RAB) recovered a sophisticated sub-machine gun (SMG) and arrested four persons, including a woman, in this connection from the town in the small hours of today, reports BSS.
Not just any gun, a sophisticated gun. What sophisticated is in Bangladesh is open to question.
RAB sources here said acting on a tip-off, RAB members raided a house of one Belly Begum, 45, wife of late Mosir Uddin at New Senpara in the town at 1:10 am today.
With a nickname like 'Belly', you just know he's going to be in a Crossfire Gazette real soon now ...
Searching the house, RAB recovered the SMG and picked up Belly Begum in this connection.
"Watcha doing with a wussy SMG, Belly? Real men carry shutter guns, doncha know that?"
As per information given by Belly Begum, RAB members raided different places in the town and arrested three more persons till this noon.
Apparently Belly has more info to provide before taking his '3 am ride.'
The arrested persons are Shaheen alias Gedra Shaheen alias Madhu, 22, son of late Osman Gani of Medical Purbo Gate area, Mohammad Sayem, 23, son of Nur Mohammad of New Senpara area of the town and another criminal, whose identity could not be known immediately.
Also planning to appear in future Crossfire Gazettes.
Posted by: Steve White || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  Um, Steve, my read here is that Belly is a girlie.
Posted by: Seafarious || 06/25/2006 0:24 Comments || Top||

#2  a woman named Belly? Jeebus.... that's like AC/DC's Whole Lotta Rosie
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 0:28 Comments || Top||

#3  Too bad her last name wasn't "Dancer". :)
Posted by: Inspector Clueso || 06/25/2006 1:33 Comments || Top||

#4  Cheez, how'd I miss that? No crossfire for her, I guess.
Posted by: Steve White || 06/25/2006 10:46 Comments || Top||


Caucasus/Russia/Central Asia
Statement by the President of C.R.I., Dokka Umarov
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:


Europe
France arrests a "very moderate" imam for terrorism financing
In fact Dahou Meskine along sixteen other people were arrested on Monday and Tuesday for allegedly financing Islamic terrorism. The most probable organization that benefited from this money is the Algerian terrorist group GSPC.

In fact, investigators found out that hundreds of thousands of Euros were funneled through some organizations and corporations owned by Meskine and his son to dubious NGOs. Nonetheles one of the persons in charge of the investigation acknowledged today to daily Liberation that it will be tough to prove that this was done solely to finance terrorism.

But what's even more troubling is the pedigree of Meskine. He is of Tunisian descent, ex member of the Islamist group An Nahda, founder of the UOIF (the French branch of the Muslim Brotherhood). But he had a change of heart and cut off all ties to UOIF because they were too close for comfort to the Muslim Brotherhood.

He had been pushing since for interreligious dialogue between Christians, Jews and Muslims. He had defended France's secularism when it came to the banning of the hijab at school and has been consulted many times by Interior Minister Nicolas Sarkozy on Muslim issues.

Finally he is the founder of the first private Muslim middle school and Secretary Genereal of the Council of Imams of France.

If allegations are correct, then the change of heart of the "very moderate" imam did not reallly occur and the taqqiya was total. That is why being on the lookout and reading between the lines is quite important. Fortunately, it looks like French authorities have been doing a tremendous job in dismantling terrorist cells.

Thanks to Jean Charles Brisard for the following additional info:

Meskine activities in France have largely been funded by Saudi institutions. As a matter of fact, his "confessional Success School" was financed by donations of at least 15,000 Euros made by the Al Haramain Foundation (SDGT). In addition, he received donations from the Muslim World League and was the official translator of Abdullah bin Abdul-Mohsin Al-Turki, Secretary General of the Muslim World League during his French visit in October 2002.
Posted by: Anonymoose || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [1 views] Top|| File under:

#1  moderate muslim watch
Posted by: Angalet Creremble7035 || 06/25/2006 2:45 Comments || Top||

#2  That was quite a post A Pig.
Posted by: phil_b || 06/25/2006 7:33 Comments || Top||

#3  Now comments need a Page 49.
Posted by: ed || 06/25/2006 8:59 Comments || Top||

#4  Ick.
Posted by: trailing wife || 06/25/2006 10:16 Comments || Top||

#5  This basically verifies what most on this forum have been saying about moderate Mooselimbs. There ain't any. They regard as high honor the ongoing deception of infidels. And some suckers continue to believe their drivel. Like the Nazis before them, they must be totally eliminated. Both regular and decaf.
Posted by: SOP35/Rat || 06/25/2006 12:15 Comments || Top||

#6  Lost Verses of the Koran

Surah 115: The Pig

Bismillah:

The hurried flight of the Hegira had led the Muslims to a fertile oasis, where they were at last safe from their many enemies in Mecca.
Pausing, each thanked Allah the moon-god for their good fortune.
Assembling at a long table, they enjoyed rare delicacies brought by bare-breasted sirens whose faces were veiled. During the feast Muhammad sternly forbade his disciples to partake of pig flesh, while fondling the youthful breasts of a Nubian harlot named Sheba.
Obeying the Prophet, the pilgrims partook of the succulent flesh of jackals and vultures, washing their food down with strong wine.
“I never dreamed I’d have to eat the loins of a jackal, let alone the bitter entrails of a cursed vulture,” observed a hungry pilgrim named Ahmed to a fellow Muslim, choking on the unpalatable morsels.
“Neither did I, but the Holy Prophet has ordered it,” grumbled another starving follower, almost heaving as he consumed greasy vulture flesh.
“A rancid pork chop would taste a hell of a lot better than this crap does,” retorted Ahmed.
“It’s an acquired taste brother, you’ll get used to it,” spoke up another, smiling with a mouthful of rotten teeth.
“I don’t think so,” said Ahmed, forcing down a burned jackal testicle.
An uncaring Muhammad, famished, greedily wolfed down roasted jackal in enjoyment, quaffing from an earthenware wine carafe on occasion, while choosing which of the sirens that would soon endure his favours.
The meal finished in the late afternoon, a drunken, lustful Muhammad initiated a sex orgy with the sirens, the debauched Holy Prophet, Allah speaking through him, declaring all earlier betrothals or marriages of the women he knew null and void.
The Muslims celebrated their good fortune, again thanking Allah for the bounty they had been blessed to receive.
Later, as Muhammad sat half-naked under a palm tree, masturbating to the thought of molesting little girls, Ahmed chanced by and remarked, "Oh great prophet, why does Allah say that we cannot dine on delicious porcine flesh?"
"Why?" asked Muhammad, closing his filthy, tattered, moth-eaten robe, "Because Allah's younger retarded cyclops brother is a pig, and Allah doesn't want us killing his holy kinfolk."
"Allah is a pig?" asked Ahmed, staring at Muhammad.
"Of course," replied the deranged Prophet, hallucinating thanks to ingesting strong hashish minutes earlier.
"That's ridiculous, why in hell do we worship pigs?" asked Ahmed, thinking his flight from Mecca may have been the result of heeding the words of a false prophet, possessed of a capricious desert demon who delighted in seeing them consume the flesh of vermin.
"Because they're better than we are," answered a smiling Muhammad, now fantasising about raping little boys, "Look at me, I'm little more than a lecherous child molester, thief and murderer!"
"True, but pigs can't even talk!" exclaimed Ahmed, digging a heel into the sand.
"Allah can, he speaks to me in my dreams," retorted the wildly hallucinating Muhammad, barely able to focus on Ahmed, seeing him in double vision.
"You're a madman," declared a disgusted Ahmed, "I'm heading back to join the infidels in Mecca!"
"Who cares?" retorted Muhammad, slurring his words and breaking into riotous laughter.
Prophet Muhammad, opening his robe and again reaching for his flaccid sex organ, was too occupied with masturbating his building erection to reply further, while Ahmed disappeared behind a sand dune.
"What a stupid, perverted, licentious bastard," spat Ahmed, walking off, "Muhammad is crazier than a shithouse rat!"

Surah 116: The Pervert

Bismillah:

And it came to pass that Muhammad was growing ever hornier and more depraved: In a dream it was revealed by Allah that he was to molest a young girl named Ayesha.
Drunk on strong wine, the Prophet looked to a follower named Khalil and announced, “Allah has said I am to have sex on this day with a child; the virgin daughter of my brother in law Abu.”
“What?” asked a frowning Khalil, holding a wine bottle, taken back by the remark and turning to Muhammad.
“I am to know Abu’s daughter Ayesha,” declared Muhammad, a finger in the air, becoming visibly aroused at the thought having sex with her.
“She is but a little girl who plays with dolls; her womb does not yet weep, are you insane?” asked Khalil, knowing in his heart that the Prophet was little more than a pervert, thief, liar and murderer.
“Probably, but it is the will of Allah”, Muhammad said to himself, staggering off to the hovel of Ayesha.
“What a twisted devil the Prophet is – the will of Allah my ass, he’s just an evil, depraved monster who lusts after the flesh,” Khalil mumbled, putting the bottle to his parched lips.
An oblivious and uncaring Muhammad blundered down the street, weaving as he went, arriving at the hovel shortly thereafter.
Knocking on the door, Ayesha’s mother Umm appeared.
“What do you want Prophet?” she asked, staring at the debauched Muhammad, clad in a filthy tan robe covered in dust and wine stains, a lone flea crawling upon his moustache near his nostrils.
“Bismillah, I am here to take your daughter Ayesha in bed,” the Prophet answered, slurring his words.
“You licentious beast!” exclaimed the girl’s mother, “She is only six years old, if it is indeed the will of Allah, take me instead to satisfy your wanton depravity!”
“Taking you is not the will of Allah,” retorted Muhammad, the scent of wine heavy on his foul breath, “You are a wrinkled and faded flower without comeliness; be gone with your favours; I could never get a hard on at the likes of you.”
Enraged by her rebuff, Muhammad smote her upon the face with a backhand.
“That’s what one gets for disobeying the will of Allah,” declared Muhammad, his words punctuated by a loud belch, “Take me to Ayesha, that I may know her on this day!”
Obeying, Umm reluctantly led Muhammad to the room of Ayesha, opening the door.
“This perverted Prophet here wants to screw you,” announced Umm with a frown, Muhammad ogling the virgin child in double vision.
“But you knew my cousin Abdullah, younger brother of Ahmed not an hour ago,” replied a shocked Ayesha, dropping her doll, revolted by the sight of the filthy, lascivious paedophile Muhammad.
“Be that as it may, Allah has said I will also know you,” said Muhammad with an expectant smile, the gleam of lust in his eyes.
“Why me?” asked Ayesha, looking to the Prophet with trepidation.
“Because Allah has said it and I am horny, let us lay down, that I may know you,” ordered Muhammad as he removed his robe, Ayesha’s mother shaking her head in helpless disgust and closing the door.

Surah 117: The Murderer

Bismillah:

Muhammad and his followers enjoyed many days away from Mecca at the oasis, home of his oafish brother in law, Abu Bakr, who was also Muslim.
Dining on roast jackal, vultures and snakes, their strength was renewed by the bounty Allah the moon-god provided: plentiful food for their bellies and plentiful sirens for their carnal pleasure.
Khalil was upset that the Prophet was an evil lecherous paedophile who had known a little girl, so he went to the home of Ayesha to speak with her father, Abu the oaf.
He made his way to the hovel, and knocked on the door.
Ayesha’s mother opened the door, frowning as she beheld another of Prophet Muhammad’s followers.
“Is life not bad enough, what are you here for, to rape my daughter, me, or one of my sons?” she inquired with disdain.
“Indeed not woman, I must speak with your husband, not you,” said Khalil, who as a good Muslim, looked down upon women as little more than objects of pleasure, or dogs to be beaten into submission.
“My husband Abu is very drunk,” she related, lowering her gaze in respect.
Khalil entering the hovel, the oaf Abu appeared from a side room holding a wine bottle, and slurred, “What do you want here, follower of the Prophet?”
“I must speak with you regarding your little daughter Ayesha,” answered Khalil.
“What about her?” asked Abu, blinking his eyes and trying to focus on the man.
“The Prophet came unto her in her room a fortnight ago; do you not know?” asked Khalil.
“He has come unto her many times since, she is his wife,” replied the unconcerned oaf.
“His wife you say - you permitted it?” asked Khalil, stunned by the revelation.
“Of course; he has come unto one of my nephews too, Muhammad is a paederast, it is the will of Allah,” declared a shrugging Abu.
“He’s raping our child you drunken bastard!” exclaimed a tearful Umm, looking to Khalil.
Abu smote her across the face, admonishing, “Take care woman, speak not ill of Prophet Muhammad, it is the will of Allah. The Prophet first knew Ayesha in a dream, when Gabriel showed her to him, uncovering her body for him to see.”
“That’s really sick, she’s only six years old,” observed Khalil.
“Better for the great Prophet to know her than one of the infidels,” declared a smiling Abu.
“Prophet my ass, Muhammad is a depraved monster possessed of a demon; how could permit such a thing, you are her father!” exclaimed Khalil in utter disgust.
“Yes I am, and the Prophet says I will know her too,” confessed Abu, contemplating the odd thought of having sex with his own daughter.
Umm burst into tears and sobbed, throwing herself to the floor upon hearing Abu’s repugnant words.
A fearful Khalil fled the hovel, not knowing what to think; realising Muhammad and his brother in law Abu were wicked licentious perverts and vicious rapers of children, possessed of capricious and malevolent demons.
Later, Abu spoke with the Prophet while they entered a brothel together. He told him of the strange encounter with Khalil.
Khalil’s an idiot, he takes Islam much too seriously,” replied Muhammad, looking to his oafish brother in law.
“It is a bad omen Prophet, Khalil woefully disdains your marriage to Ayesha, and disdains that I am to know her too,” declared Abu, even he feeling deep down that such a liaison was distasteful, but knowing it was the unalterable will of Allah, the moon god.
“It is the will of Allah for you to know your daughter, did not Lot of Sodom know his daughters in the cave?” asked a slurring Muhammad, quite drunk, leaning against a wall to steady himself.
“Yes Prophet, he did,” answered Abu with firm resolve.
“Indeed, it was and is Allah’s will,” replied Muhammad, picking a flea from his beard and crushing it between his fingernails, “As for our problem, I will have a dream tonight, and Allah will order me to kill Khalil.”
“He will?” asked Abu, putting a hand to his chin in confusion, “But I thought the Perfect, Most Merciful Pig Allah never revealed his intentions until you had a dream.”
“No matter oaf, he is making his will known to me by making me drink strong wine on this day,” said a quickly lying Muhammad, holding up a bottle.
“Don’t you drink strong wine everyday?” asked Abu.
“Not as strong as this stuff,” replied the Prophet with a broad smile, “It has hashish oil in it; let us partake of a pair of this brothel’s women and enjoy wine together.”
As Muhammad and Abu descended into more revelry and debauchery, a troubled Khalil approached another of the Prophet’s followers, the one with rotten teeth. Telling him of his woes, he awaited the reply.
“Who cares what he does, have vulture and some wine,” said the man, tearing a leg from a roasted, maggot-ridden carcass and offering it to Khalil.
“You don’t care that Muhammad is a deranged pervert who has sex with little children?” asked Khalil, taking the leg.
“Hell no, I’m only here for the food, I was starving in the alleys of Mecca before I met Muhammad,” replied the rotten toothed man, grabbing more vulture flesh and a wine bottle.
“Oh,” answered a defeated Khalil, taking a bite from the leg and reaching for wine.
Late evening came, with Khalil and the other followers drunk and passed out in their tent.
Muhammad and Abu awoke at the brothel after midnight, rested and refreshed.
“What are we to do about Khalil?” asked Abu as they left via a side door, avoiding an encounter with the brothel’s madam, to whom they owed money.
“Leave that to me oaf,” answered the Prophet, holding up a hand, “In my dream Allah told me how to deal with him.”
Muhammad headed down the street and stealthily entered the tent of his followers, intent on taking Khalil’s life. Abu Bakr followed him through the entrance, looking about for possible witnesses.
Holding an oiled leather garrote, the smiling Prophet mercilessly strangled the sleeping Khalil, knowing in his heart that it was the will of Allah.
The helpless follower struggled defiantly as a determined Muhammad gritted his teeth and pulled the garrote tighter, crushing Khalil’s windpipe, the Prophet letting out foul gas from his posterior due to the exertion. The struggling ceased; he and Abu then quietly removed the body from the tent and carried it into the desert.
“That takes care of that problem,” declared a satisfied Muhammad as he pocketed the garrote, he and Abu making their way to his hovel so he could know his young wife Ayesha again.
“When will I know her Prophet?” inquired Abu in the lamplit hovel, looking to his daughter’s room.
“Very soon, Allah has said it, go know your wife Umm for now, oaf,” suggested Muhammad with a smile, opening the door to Ayesha’s room.

Surah 118: The Liar

Bismillah:

Time passed, and a strengthened Muhammad and his followers left the fertile oasis. The Prophet was joined by his young wife Ayesha and her father, oaf Abu, who left the remainder of his family stranded at the oasis, his wife Umm dying of grief shortly afterward.
Not one of the party dared question the vanishing of Khalil, some fearing that they too would vanish, perhaps due to Allah’s will or worse.
Muhammad told his followers that Khalil was an evil infidel, and had fled because he had coveted Ayesha, the child looking to her husband the Prophet, she and her father knowing he was not telling the truth.
“That is not true my father, Khalil only came to tell you of the Prophet knowing me,” Ayesha whispered, she and Abu standing only a few cubits from Muhammad.
“Take care in what you utter among others child, some things are better kept to oneself,” answered Abu quietly, not half the oaf the Prophet thought he was.
The rotten toothed man was listening intently; he had watched from the shadows while a smiling Muhammad strangled Khalil, but wisely kept this knowledge to himself, vowing to flee the group at the earliest opportunity.
Abu Bakr, fulfilling the will of Allah, came unto his daughter Ayesha over several evenings in a tent at the beckoning of the Holy Prophet, oddly finding her favours more satisfying than those of his wife.
Feeling strange from the experience of knowing his own daughter, a troubled Abu sought wise Muhammad’s advice.
“It was the will of Allah,” declared the debauched Muhammad, drunk on strong wine, “Allah has also revealed it is you which will sire her firstborn in her twelfth year; her incestuous bastard child Fatimah.”
“I will?” asked Abu, incredulous that he would be siring a child by his own daughter.
“Yes,” replied the Prophet, removing his filthy robe, “But first I must satisfy my carnal urges, by indulging in her favours myself.”
Prophet Muhammad entered the tent and came unto the young Ayesha, who complained that she was sore from knowing her father three times in one day.
Striking her across the face, Muhammad admonished, “Keep your mouth shut wife and be thankful to Allah that only I and your father are knowing you.”
“Yes Holy Prophet,” Ayesha replied, closing her eyes and wincing in pain as Muhammad again knew her.
Arriving in Medina the following week, the Muslims found friends in this city, delighting in drunken revelry and the favours of veiled, tempting harlots with dark eyes.
A lecherous Muhammad, Ayesha and his brother in law Abu took up residence at a fine brothel, the Prophet and the oaf sampling the offerings over many weeks, finding that Medina had the finest of all harlots in the land.
Many residents of Medina found that Islam was a faith that appealed to them, Allah’s unalterable will moving the people, they abandoning their staid ways, joining with Prophet Muhammad in idleness, licentious revelry and drunkenness.
Abu later visited the Prophet in his tent, informing him of dreadful news that Medina was host to a band of Jews.
“Jews you say, the people of the book,” answered Muhammad, “They are bitter enemies of Allah and Islam; we will not suffer such people to live in our midst.”
“But there are 40 score or more of them in the city Prophet, do the warriors of Allah have the numbers to defeat them?” asked Abu.
“Of course oaf,” declared the evil Muhammad, “We shall wait until the dark of night, prowling by stealth, and then cut their throats as they slumber; Allah has willed it.”
Listening in the shadows, the rotten toothed man determined it was time for him to flee. Regardless of the free food, he wanted no part of a group of vicious, skulking cowards who would slaughter people as they slept.
Allah’s will was fulfilled on the next night, 40 score Jews meeting their end at the hands of the deranged, murderous paedophile Muhammad and his obedient Muslims.

Surah 119: The Thief

Bismillah:

A fortnight passed, with many of the remaining people of Medina embracing Islam, and others fleeing for their lives, with the exception of a wealthy merchant named Sabri and his family.
Sabri vexed the followers with his words that Prophet Muhammad was little more than a drunken liar, murderer, and wanton sexual pervert; a wicked, lascivious monster and paedophile who kept the company of prostitutes, drunks and the slothful.
In another dream, the Holy Prophet learned that the vexing merchant had to be silenced, and that he had been chosen by Allah to murder him.
Telling Abu of his dream, he and Abu plotted the murder of Sabri the merchant. After enjoying strong wine together, they headed to his home on a dark late evening, let in by a lovely servant girl.
Muhammad and the oaf Abu observed the opulence of his residence; Sabri dressed in a fine silk robe with a silk turban, seven rings of gold and silver on his fingers.
His wife and the lovely servant girl brought food and a carafe of wine for her husband, they disdainfully looking upon the filthy, debauched Prophet and his henchman Abu.
“Why will you not submit to Islam, it is the will of Allah,” declared the evil Muhammad, looking to Sabri, looking for the chance to end his life.
“The will of Allah my ass, you Muhammad are a murderous debauched lecher and raper of children. Your loathsome followers feed on the rancid flesh of vermin instead of fine pork roasts, and defile all that they touch,” declared a disgusted Sabri, noting that the Prophet was drunk, dressed in a filthy tattered robe, with his unkempt hair and long beard matted with dirt.
“I consume the flesh of vermin too, Great Allah is a Holy, Merciful Pig, it is not halal to dine on the sacred flesh of his younger brothers,” said Muhammad with a finger in the air, Abu nodding in agreement.
“No, it is you who are a pig, you deranged cretin possessed of a vile demon,” retorted Sabri, looking upon the Prophet with hatred in his eyes.
“Those who do not submit to the will of Allah will suffer dire consequences,” threatened Abu, looking about for anyone who would dare stop them. Observing only two women in the house, he smiled, knowing that the will of Allah was about to be fulfilled.
Sabri paused, staring at the Prophet and Abu in contempt, hoping he could in some way persuade them to leave the city, noting that business had fallen off to practically nothing since the arrival of the Muslims.
“Look, if I give you money, will you and yours flee Medina and never return?” asked Sabri with folded hands, hoping he could encourage them to leave with a payment of fine gold.
“I can’t leave,” declared a smiling Muhammad, “I am serving Great Allah, the Most Merciful Pig.”
Sabri, confused for a moment, replied, “But I thought Allah was the moon goddess of Mecca.”
“Whatever,” retorted a shrugging, uncaring Muhammad while picking his nose, he knowing that Allah didn’t exist anyway.
“You are destroying Medina with your vile harlotry and wicked ways!” exclaimed Sabri.
The Prophet laughed, and replied, “Indeed not, Allah is guiding my hand in this and all my actions, providing me and my followers with what we desire: food, fine drink and the company of willing sirens, like your lovely servant girl back there.”
“My servant girl is betrothed to a good man in Mecca, you will not speak ill of her, nor will you covet her favours,” declared Sabri, noting Muhammad leering through an open door, ogling the girl and his wife.
“I will do as I wish,” retorted the evil Muhammad with another laugh, reaching into his tattered, filthy robe and producing the garrote, “I covet the favours of your servant girl, and will take her to my bed for a concubine on this night. Those such as you will not stop the will of Allah or his Messenger.”
Abu rose while the Prophet was speaking and smote Sabri upon the face with a closed fist, knocking the silk turban from his head. Muhammad descended upon him like a viper, pulling the garrote tightly around his throat, strangling him in his chair while his wife and servant girl screamed.
“Be silent women, it is the will of Allah!” Muhammad yelled through gritted teeth as he took the life of Sabri. Oaf Abu moved into the room and beat them into submission while a struggling Sabri kicked the wine carafe from the table, it shattering on the floor.
Sabri’s life vanquished, Prophet Muhammad exhaled loudly and let the lifeless body tumble to the floor.
The trembling women remained silent as Abu returned to the Prophet with them.
“Where is your money?” asked a greedy Abu of Sabri’s wife.
“A box of gold and silver is in our bedroom,” answered his tearful wife, almost fainting from Abu’s foul breath.
“I’ll get it,” volunteered a smiling Muhammad, pulling the garrote from the body, “Get the rings from his fingers oaf.”
The Prophet returned with a box of glittering coins, pleased that Allah had provided such bounty for his followers.
“I can’t get the last ring off,” complained Abu, having pocketed six others.
“Cut off his finger to get it, and take his robe and turban too,” ordered Muhammad, determined not to leave one valuable item in the house.
Abu obeyed, reaching for a knife on the table, slicing off the finger and pulling the ring from it.
Arriving at the brothel, the Prophet celebrated his good fortune by knowing Sabri’s wife and the servant girl, annulling the widow’s marriage and the girl’s betrothal in the eyes of Allah.
Later that evening Abu was given Sabri’s widow for a concubine, as he had grown weary of Ayesha’s favours, also needing an able slave to cook and serve him.
Having to beat her before he knew her, Abu thanked Allah and Muhammad for the welcome gift of Sabri’s wife.

Surah 120: The Hypocrite

Bismillah:

More time passed, with some of Muhammad’s followers finding the Prophet’s actions in Medina going against everything he had preached in Mecca, seeing him as Khalil, the rotten toothed man, and the merchant Sabri had seen him: an evil, debauched rapist, paedophile, liar, and murderer.
These and other apostate followers were quickly slaughtered as infidels, fulfilling the will of Allah; a smiling Muhammad strangling many of them as they slept.
Even Abu began to think that Muhammad’s wanton depravity may have been going too far when he encountered him in a tent knowing several young Jewish boys that had been taken captive.
“Prophet, some of the followers are complaining that you are denying them participation in the bounty given us by Allah, and that you are also practicing strange acts that Allah has forbidden to others,” related Abu, frowning at the displeasing thought of Muhammad knowing little boys.
“They want some of the gold, right oaf?” asked a drunken Muhammad, dressed in Sabri’s silk robe and turban, seven rings of gold and silver upon his greasy fingers, the fine garb growing filthier with each passing day.
“That, and some of them would also like to have some of the girls and boys for concubines,” answered Abu.
“They cannot have the little boys, Allah has given them to me for my carnal pleasure,” declared the lascivious Prophet, “As for the little girls, give them to the followers as wives, so that their carnal desires can be sated; it is the will of Allah.”
“Others say that you don’t practice what you have preached,” added a fidgeting Abu, hoping not to arouse Muhammad’s maniacal wrath.
“I’m only the messenger, Allah’s revelations don’t apply to me,” retorted Muhammad, releasing a tearful Jewish boy from his carnal embrace.
“What about me?” asked Abu.
“They don’t apply to you either oaf; would you like a lovely little boy for your carnal pleasure?” slurred the depraved sodomite Muhammad, lustfully leering at another boy he had chosen next to debauch.
“No, I find not that boys appeal to me,” answered Abu quietly, though he was a lecherous paedophile and incestuous pervert, he had no desire to sodomise little boys.
“Suit yourself oaf, more for me to enjoy,” answered the Prophet with a chuckle, undressing another captive boy, returning to his lecherous paederasty as Abu left the tent.
The city of Medina had been taken completely by the conquering Muslims, they reveling in their murderous victory over the infidels and Jews.
In another dream, it was revealed to Muhammad by Allah that they were to attack and conquer the city of Mecca. They were to subdue it and convert the inhabitants there to Islam, after which the Prophet was to take a pagan shrine called the Kaaba and defile it in the name of Allah.
“In Mecca there is glittering plunder, fine gold to steal, and many women to be taken for concubines,” declared the Prophet, “Allah has said to have faith in him and we will not fail; are you with me, warriors for Islam?”
The devoted followers answered, shouting in unison: There is no god but Allah the Pig, and Muhammad is his prophet!”
“We will need weapons to defeat them,” Abu observed, looking to the Holy Prophet.
“Easily done oaf,” replied an unconcerned Muhammad, ordering several henchmen to plunder the city of metal so weapons could be quickly fashioned.
Bronze implements were seized from every home; plowshares were heated and beaten into fine scimitars for the devoted followers.
As his followers labored over hot forges, Muhammad gave a sermon, declaring that vengeance, blood and death would rain down upon Mecca in the name of Allah.
The work completed over several days, a feast was held by the warriors of Islam to further strengthen them for the long journey; the flesh of rats, snakes, vultures and jackals gracing their tables. The hungry Prophet had a willing siren prepare his favourite of all dishes, fat dung beetles boiled in seasoned vulture broth.
“We should give Allah our thanks for the bounty he has provided,” declared Muhammad, seated at the head of his table beside Abu, crushing the hard shell of a dung beetle between his filthy brown teeth.
All bowed their heads in prayer, thanking Allah for the food he had provided.
“Would you like to enjoy a tasty dung beetle oaf?” asked the Prophet, turning to his brother in law, offering one to him.
“No thanks,” replied a nauseated Abu, choking down a plateful of greasy rat flesh.
Washing the unseemly morsels down with strong wine, Muhammad and his followers filled their bellies with the bitter flesh of vermin and then enjoyed the welcome favours of tempting, veiled harlots with dark eyes.
The Muslims, their women and their captives set out for Mecca on the following week, determined to exact Allah’s revenge on the people who dwelt there.
“There are many able men in Mecca, much more than we have,” observed Abu, realising their numbers were wanting when compared to the teeming hordes of infidels occupying Mecca.
“Allah will watch over us oaf,” replied Muhammad, a sharp scimitar on his hip, he unsure as to what the outcome would be, but keeping this from the others and preparing for the worst.
“There aren’t enough of us Prophet – how will we win?” asked Abu with his arms in the air, looking at their limited numbers, no more than 50 score of able men in the service of Allah.
“Great Allah has said it, they in Mecca will embrace Islam or die for resisting his will,” the vengeful Prophet declared as Medina disappeared behind them in the distance.
A thoughtful Abu wondered why Allah would wish his followers to attack a fortified city where they were outnumbered, and also as to why Allah would have chosen a debauched murderer and licentious pervert for his Prophet.
“Oh well, it is the will of Allah,” agreed a sardonic Abu, much too committed to the deranged Prophet and Islam to back out, checking for the scimitar on his hip.

Surah 121: The Coward

Bismillah:

Returning to the oasis to gather strength before attacking Mecca, Muhammad and his followers again feasted on the bitter flesh of vermin and partook of the favours of eager women, the depraved Prophet coming unto the veiled, bare breasted Nubian harlot Sheba.
Oaf Abu learned that his wife Umm had died, Muhammad stating to him over strong wine that it was Allah’s will.
A grieving Abu came unto his new wife, the widow of Sabri, and also knew his daughter Ayesha, fulfilling the will of Allah the Pig.
The Holy Prophet also lusted for Abu’s bride, demanding that he be permitted to lay with her again.
A shrugging Abu handed her over, an angry Muhammad having to beat the stiff-necked infidel woman once again before he knew her.
“You evil murderous beast!” she screamed in tears as Muhammad was knowing her, “May the gods of my fathers destroy you and all you have wrought!”
“How dare you attempt to curse me or Allah,” grunted the Prophet as he reached orgasm, his fetid breath causing her to heave, “Take care woman, or I will expose you as the sorceress you are, giving you over to be stoned by my devoted followers.”
“Better to be dead than to endure your vile attentions again,” Abu’s wife retorted as the Prophet rose from her bed.
“Bitch,” Muhammad muttered as he left Abu’s tent, adjusting his filthy silk turban.
Leaving the oasis on the third day, the devoted Muslims resumed their journey to Mecca, Abu still troubled about their limited numbers and telling the Holy Prophet of his doubts.
“Don’t worry oaf, we will remain behind while the first wave of our brothers besiege and subdue the infidels in Mecca,” Muhammad declared in a low tone of voice, Ayesha looking up to him and frowning.
“Do you have a problem with that wife?” asked Muhammad, strangely controlling his compulsion to beat her for daring to disagree with Allah’s unalterable will.
Ayesha remained silent and looked to the ground, Abu answering, “I thought we would lead them in battle.”
“No, we are to remain behind and observe the followers take the city, it is the will of Allah,” replied Muhammad, he filled with doubts and preferring to watch from afar, as the strong hashish he had eaten in Medina had worn off long ago.
Arriving outside the city walls under cover of night, the Muslims prepared for battle in the only way they knew: skulking by stealth and murdering defenseless people while they slept.
As a full moon rose, a vanguard of devoted followers scaled the city walls, only to be discovered and cut down by the defenders of Mecca.
“Attack in the name of Allah!” shouted Muhammad while retreating to a bluff with Abu, his wives and several trusted followers, the Meccans opening the city gates to meet the glorious warriors of Allah in battle.
Seeing the Holy Prophet on the bluff by moonlight, this sight strengthened the attacking Muslims.
“The battle is not going very well,” observed Abu as the moon rose higher, watching the Muslim army being wiped out.
“Yes, Allah is displeased that our faith was not strong enough,” replied a strangely detached Muhammad, staring from the bluff at the carnage outside the walls of Mecca.
“That, or we didn’t have enough men, I told you,” retorted Abu, watching several followers being hacked to death by the defenders.
“That is possible oaf,” admitted Muhammad, Abu frowning at the reply.
“What do you plan to do to save your followers Prophet?” asked Ayesha.
“Nothing, it is Allah’s will,” replied Muhammad with a shrug, still watching the battle.
Abu’s frown grew into anger as he watched a smiling Muhammad delight in the butchery of his followers.
“You’ve lost at least 30 score since the moon rose, do you intend to stay until we are slaughtered too?” asked Abu’s wife.
“How dare you speak to me unless spoken to!” exclaimed the Prophet, preparing to smite her across the face.
“My good wife Fahimah makes a wise observation,” declared Abu, using her given name for the first time, grasping Muhammad’s forearm, preventing him from striking the widow.
Pulling away from Abu, the Prophet paused and replied, “It’s time for us to leave oaf, we shall retreat to the oasis to pray and fast.”
A defeated Muhammad and his trusted followers left the bluff and headed back toward the oasis in the moonlight. Looking over his shoulder, the Prophet feared that vengeful Meccans might pursue them.
“Let us make haste,” declared Muhammad, fearing for his life.
Several days passed as they retreated from Mecca, the remaining band of Muslims at last pausing for needed rest and making a camp in the desert.
The captive Fahimah had grown to respect her new husband Abu, as he had prevented the Holy Prophet from striking her outside the walls of Mecca. Making him a meal of jackal flesh soup, she presented it to him in his tent.
“Thank you woman,” Abu replied, taking an earthenware bowl and strong wine, she nodding and leaving him to eat.
As Abu was eating, a stir rose in the camp: a lone survivor of the battle having at last caught up to the followers. Putting down his bowl, he left the tent to find the survivor admonishing Muhammad.
“You coward,” he gasped, “You left us to die, have you no faith in your visions, or are they only lies coming from your vile mouth?”
The Prophet, drunk, answered, “I had a dream after the battle, it was Allah’s will that we were defeated, as it was his will that you survived. We lost because our faith in Allah was not strong enough.”
“You lied, telling us of easy plunder and women; there weren’t enough of us to take Mecca, 50 score died outside the gates for nothing!” the man exclaimed.
“No matter, have dung beetles and strong wine to renew your strength,” slurred Muhammad, picking fleas from his beard and flinging them into a small fire at his side.
The man, much too exhausted to argue further, gratefully took a plate of boiled dung beetles and a bottle of wine, trudging off from the deranged Prophet in disgust.
A shocked Abu observed this from the shadows and retreated to his tent. Such knowledge set heavy upon him, he meditating privately on the events.
Finishing his meal, he called for his wife Fahimah, she appearing before him.
I would hear your words wife on this matter: Muhammad preaches Islam, yet he does not follow the words of Allah.”
“He is your Prophet, you have sworn to serve him and Allah, my words are those of an infidel,” she answered respectfully.
“Still I would hear them, for there is wisdom in what you utter,” Abu replied.
Fahimah, still fearful of her brutal husband, yet bound by her personal honor to obey, told him of her thoughts on the Prophet and his actions.
“I care not what god he worships, but this demon in man’s guise is not a prophet of a clean desert god,” she began.
Abu looked at her as she continued, “He forces his followers to consume the flesh of vermin, delighting in their disgust. I truly believe him to be so perverted as to rape an infant - he has others carry out his murderous work while he has no courage to fight himself: you should draw a knife across your daughter Ayesha’s throat and my own to save us from the corruption of this man.”
Abu, oaf that he was, looked at her silently as she urged him to destroy the demon Prophet Muhammad, her wise words much harder to ignore than the screechings of his deceased wife Umm.

Surah 122: Muhammad the Merciless

Bismillah:

Abu Bakr, though he had listened to the wise words of his good wife Fahimah, found the prospects of strong wine, glittering plunder and wanton sexual pleasure outweighed her foreboding admonitions; he advising her to remain silent with regard to the Holy Prophet. For this request, he agreed that he would do his best to keep the depraved Muhammad from coming unto her.
The widow bowed her head respectfully, obeying her brutal husband.
Staying for a time to renew their strength at the oasis, Muhammad announced over a fine evening meal that they would return to Medina and take it in the name of Allah.
“That will be easy, considering we slaughtered everyone there who resisted us,” slurred a drunken Abu, he, the Prophet and their closest followers sitting at a long table. Veiled, tempting sirens with bare breasts served the bounty Allah had provided: the flesh of vultures, vipers, and lizards gracing the table.
“Good point oaf,” the deranged Muhammad agreed, seven rings of gold and silver on his fingers, his mouth stuffed with roast vulture. He swallowed, belched loudly and added, “Allah revealed to me in a dream that Medina will be our base, and from there we shall send brave warriors out to capture and recruit new followers.”
“More men will be needed after the debacle at Mecca,” replied Abu, looking to their limited numbers, choking down the bitter flesh of a fat, boiled viper with another gulp of wine.
The evil Prophet hid a smile at the sight of Abu’s nausea; watching from the head of the table in delight as his devoted followers dined on the flesh of vermin. “No matter about the others, they are dead and gone, it was the will of Allah,” declared an uncaring Muhammad, spitting a shard of fractured vulture bone to the table. Wiping greasy hands on his filthy silk robe, he grabbed a wine bottle and took a deep drink from it. “My belly still rumbles, bring tasty dung beetles to sate my gnawing hunger,” he ordered to a siren nearest him.
The lone survivor of the battle of Mecca, a swarthy Bedouin named Hamal, sat at the table, eating from an earthenware bowl of lizard soup, seasoned with ground peppercorns, onions and the juices of crushed scorpions. Having considered his low standing amongst his fellow Muslims for calling the Prophet a lying coward to his face, he wished to make amends by making himself useful to Muhammad. In return, he hoped the murderous Prophet would allow him to live, so he, like his debauched leader, would have the chance to kill, rape and plunder in the name of Pig Allah, the moon god.
Their meal finished, a lustful, drunken Muhammad initiated another sex orgy with the sirens, the warriors of Islam delighting in the licentious revelry: the debauched Prophet entering the tent of the Nubian harlot Sheba, relieving his carnal urges while held in her willing arms.
“Oh great Prophet, if it is the will of Allah, will you take me as one of your beloved wives to Medina?” asked Sheba, looking up to him with seductive, dark eyes as he continued to know her.
“Sure, as my young bride Ayesha often grows sore from my constant attentions,” grunted Muhammad, reaching orgasm for a third time, finding her the most satisfying harlot he had ever encountered.
“She is only six, most wait until they bleed first,” replied Sheba, the Prophet looking at her and frowning, both knowing that he was little more than a brutal, licentious paedophile who delighted in the rape of little girls and boys. Rising from the bed and closing his robe, he left her tent, adjusting his filthy silk turban.
Later, when others at the oasis were asleep or passed out from drunkenness, Muhammad, oaf Abu, and Hamal the Bedouin sat by a small fire, discussing plans for the recruitment of new followers. As the fire died down the Holy Prophet rose and walked into the shadows, releasing foul, pungent gas from his posterior while Abu and the Bedouin continued speaking.
“When will we be leaving for Medina?” asked Hamal, looking forward to visiting a comely harlot he had met there.
“Very soon, but you will not leave with us,” answered Abu, just as Muhammad leapt upon the hapless Bedouin with an oiled garrote. Pulling it tight around his throat with all his strength, he gritted his teeth and strangled the infidel to death, crushing his windpipe.
“That is what one gets for insulting Allah’s messenger,” declared the wicked Muhammad with a smile, allowing the corpse to drop to the ground. He pulled the garrote from Hamal’s throat and pocketed it in his filthy silk robe. Looking to Abu, he said, “Get over here and help me with the body oaf.”
Abu rose, the Prophet and his henchman carrying the remains of Hamal into the desert.
On the next day, Abu’s young nephew Abdullah appeared from his mother’s hovel at the border of the oasis. The adolescent appeared more of a man than a boy, his face having a short beard. Troubled, he asked his uncle as to why he had left his aunt Umm to die of grief, and why he had permitted the Holy Prophet to know him and his little cousin Ayesha. Not aware of Abu’s incestuous relationship with his daughter, he awaited the answer.
“My daughter Ayesha is his child bride, given unto him by Gabriel on high; alas, Muhammad is also a paederast, it was the will of Allah for him to know you,” a shrugging Abu replied, revolted at the thought of paederasty, not looking his nephew in the eyes.
“The will of Allah? Then Allah is an evil, insidious demon possessed of lust and caprice!” exclaimed Abdullah. “Your Prophet is a depraved sodomite sent from the depths of hell: grasping my crotch, he raped me after having a seizure, holding me down and declaring it was the will of Pig Allah!”
“I don’t know what to say, my nephew,” replied Abu, looking to the ground, knowing that Muhammad had truly hurt a beloved member of his family by raping him.
“I do,” said an angry Abdullah, tears welling in his eyes as he glared at his uncle, “I say be gone forever from our oasis, you, your demonic Prophet, your vile brethren, and never call me your nephew again!” Wiping away tears, he turned and trudged off, a saddened Abu watching as the young man disappeared into a date grove.
A fortnight passed; the Muslims returning to the nearly deserted city of Medina. The faithful inhabitants celebrated at the sight of Prophet Muhammad, joyously greeting his arrival with a spectacle of drunken revelry and lasciviousness. To the Prophet’s pleasure, he found the brothel was still open, the madam thankful to Allah that the brave warriors of Islam had returned unto their midst.
After indulging in the favours of comely, dark-eyed harlots for several days, Muhammad, his wives Ayesha and Sheba, together with his entourage of slavewomen and little Jewish boys, moved into the merchant Sabri’s house. Oaf Abu and wife Fahimah accompanied them, as the residence had more than enough room.
The body of Sabri, murdered by the Holy Prophet months earlier, lay rotting on the floor, a tearful Fahimah looking to the desiccated remains of her loving husband.
“Lamentations over infidels is forbidden, it is the will of Allah that such die for resisting him,” declared Muhammad, picking fat fleas from his beard and crushing them between his fingernails. Ordering other followers to remove the remains, they dragged the body from the house and dumped it in the street for all to see. Looking down, the Prophet smirked and kicked Sabri’s mummified severed finger through the open door.
“You soulless brigand, I am an infidel, why don’t you just kill me and put me out of my misery?” asked a defiant Fahimah, tears of grief wetting her cheeks.
The Holy Prophet raised an arm to smite her, Abu stepping between them. “You will not strike my good wife Fahimah, nor will you touch her in any other fashion from this point forward; there is much wisdom in her utterances regarding the likes of you,” warned Abu, staring at the Prophet with anger in his eyes.
Muhammad lowered his arm. Hiding his fear, he frowned at his muscular henchman. “Of course oaf,” he muttered, quickly turning and leaving the house. “Bastard,” he spat in defeat, heading to the brothel for the favours of harlots, strong wine, and hashish.
“Thank you husband, for what you have said and done for me,” said Fahimah.
“Don’t thank me, thank your gods,” replied a confused Abu, sweat on his brow, looking to the doorway that the madman Muhammad had passed through.
Charged by the words of the Holy Prophet, vanguards of devoted followers moved across the land surrounding Medina, converting scores to Islam in the name of Allah the Pig. Along the way, the warriors helped themselves to women, children and glittering plunder: slaughtering, torturing, raping and robbing as caravans, villages, towns and cities fell before them. Returning to Medina with fresh converts, the warriors rested, joining with their fellow Muslims in idleness, debauchery, licentious revelry and drunkenness.
Fearful of being exposed as the coward he was, Muhammad was determined to prove he was an able leader, chosen by Allah the moon god. Together with trusted group of followers, he, Abu and a band of vicious cutthroats entered a peaceful village near Medina in the middle of the night. A guard, subdued and beaten by a pair of the Prophet’s followers, asked Muhammad, “We have done you no harm stranger, what do you want here?”
“We want everything,” answered a smiling Muhammad. Pulling out his garrote, he strangled the defeated infidel to death, fulfilling the will of Allah.
Allah the Pig smiled upon the devoted followers; over time the Muslim army was strengthened to near invincibility, their numbers in Medina now amounting to over 300 score.

Surah 123: The Demon

Bismillah:

Growing restless at Medina, an insane Muhammad was determined exact his revenge upon the inhabitants of Mecca, so he could capture the city in the name of Islam and defile the Kaaba in the name of Pig Allah.
At his urging, followers created more weapons, seizing metal wherever it could be found, using captured infidels as slave laborers for the hot forges. Under the watchful eyes of brutal Muslim slavedrivers, cooking pots, utensils, plowshares and pruning hooks were heated and beaten into deadly scimitars for the warriors of Islam; those who refused to serve the warriors slaughtered, their bodies thrown into the fires of the forges.
The once peaceful Medina had been transformed from a prosperous trading centre into a filthy lair of vicious freebooters, brigands, and evil cutthroats, hungry for plunder and blood. Allied with the warriors of Islam were assorted perverts: depraved paedophiles, brutal rapists, and lascivious sodomites: comprising a revolting den of amoral, lustful, lecherous monsters who gleefully destroyed entire towns, taking the virtue of women, girls and boys at will.
The Muslims were led by the corrupting force, Prophet Muhammad, chief pervert of Islam, otherwise known amongst his fellows as Abu al-Qasim Muhammad Ibn Abd Allah Ibn Abd al-Muttalib Ibn Hashim.
The Holy Prophet, knowing from his vivid, epileptic dreams that his actions were the will of Allah, returned to his licentious paederasty, knowing freshly captured Jewish boys during bouts of drunkenness. At other times, strong wine having caused vile fits of vomiting in the street just outside Sabri’s house, he amused himself by eating strong hashish, molesting his young wife Ayesha afterward.
Seeing the depravity of Muhammad, the Nubian siren Sheba felt shunned, left out of the wanton debauchery, watching in horror at his perverted, drunken orgies with little boys from a dark corner of Sabri’s house.
“You’re hurting me Prophet, I bleed!” cried a very young Jewish boy of eight as Muhammad knew him, his ample girth having ruptured the boy’s posterior.
“Vile Jew, how dare you question the will of Allah’s messenger,” retorted an angry Muhammad, slitting the boy’s throat to the spine with a sharp knife. He threw the body to the tiled floor of Sabri’s house; his filthy erection covered in blood and feces as it slipped from the murdered victim.
Shedding painful tears while viewing the murderous sodomy, the Nubian siren also witnessed the Prophet’s brutal fits of paedophilia with young Ayesha.
“You ingratious bitch, how dare you cry out as I indulge in your comely favours, my knowing you is the will of Allah!” grunted Muhammad, slapping the child, finally achieving orgasm within her.
“Yes Holy Prophet,” replied Ayesha in tears, having turned seven that day, wiping blood from her lower lip.
“These terrible actions of Muhammad are not the work of Allah, nor any other god; they are truly the evil ministrations of a vile and sadistic demon,” Sheba said to herself, withdrawing into the shadows.
Troubled, she approached Fahimah one evening and told her of her woes.
“You made your bed painted harlot, lay in it,” the widow retorted while cooking a pot of viper stew, not wanting to arouse the Prophet’s maniacal wrath. The house had grown filthy on the orders of Muhammad, it revealed to him in a dream that cleaning it was not the will of Allah.
“But what of you, how did you come to be here in this hell on Earth?” asked Sheba, surrounded by iridescent flies, filth and the butchered bones of vermin, not knowing how the upright woman had become part of a band of depraved brigands led by a demented, demon possessed maniac.
“Your disgusting Prophet murdered my good husband Sabri in this very house in which you stand. He took our money, raped me and my maidservant, and then gave me to his brother in law Abu as his wife.”
“As for Muhammad being my Prophet, I cannot be sure from what I have seen him do; how can you live such a life among such after what you’ve been through?”
“I am but a prisoner of uncivilised brutes: I cannot live such a life, except at the whim of my gods, perhaps one day I will simply die and be released from this dreadful fate,” said the widow, just as Abu walked in.
“I need food and wine,” the oaf announced, the harlot withdrawing from the room.
“Yes,” replied Fahimah, presenting him with a bottle and a warm earthenware bowl filled with snake flesh cooked in seasoned jackal broth.
“Viper stew – I can’t stand this shit!” exclaimed Abu, revolted at the boiled head of a snake floating in the bowl, an eye staring at him, surrounded by sliced onions, bits of scorpion shells, and withered parsnips.
“We have no more jackal, vulture, or rat meat, Muhammad has eaten it all, even to their rotting carcasses and the nauseating entrails; that and other vermin is all your Prophet will allow us to consume. I respectfully confess that I long for a fine pork roast to dine upon,” said his wife.
“That’s the truth; what did the Nubian harlot want here?” asked a resigned Abu, pulling the snakehead out and gnawing at it, pulling an occasional scale from his mouth with a thumb. Shuddering for a moment, he spat a tough, chewy eyeball to the floor.
“She came to complain to me about Muhammad shunning her comely favours, while knowing little Jewish boys,” answered Fahimah. “She also said the Prophet is knowing your young daughter too much; I have seen it, from the way she walks, she has grown very sore from his attentions.”
“Yes, he should come unto Ayesha only after a week or so has passed, as do I; for it is Allah’s will for me to know my daughter. Regarding the little boys, I fear that the Prophet’s wanton paederasty is both strange and revolting to me,” Abu replied, throwing the skull to the floor in utter disgust and drinking jackal broth from the bowl.
“Revolting; a filthy bitch in the throes of heat is not as vile as that depraved sodomite: he is an evil, lecherous, perverted freak who lusts after the flesh of men,” his wife declared, not telling of her revulsion to her incestuous husband knowing his daughter in their bed on many occasions.
“They’re not men, they are infidels, according to the Prophet, such does not matter in the eyes of Allah.”
“Flesh protrudes from their loins; as does it from the vile crotch of Muhammad. My gods frown upon such perverse acts, condemning those who engage in those practices to eternal damnation.”
“They do not yet spit their seed on the ground, as Onan did, they are nothing,” replied Abu, taking a gulp from the bottle.
“That has nothing to do with what I am telling you husband,” said the wise Fahimah, “Your Prophet knows little boys; it is wrong in the eyes of my gods: he is little more than a queer.”
Oaf Abu stared at her for a moment, knowing in his heart that she was correct. He returned to his meal, peeling snakeskin from a chunk of viper, the fat carcasses of boiled maggots infesting the meat. Looking at the maggots, a frowning Abu spat, “What the hell, I’m hungry,” stuffing the half-rotted flesh in his mouth and chasing it with wine.
After several weeks of preparation, the rebuilt Muslim army was ready to attack Mecca. Hordes of bloodthirsty Saracens were armed with sharp scimitars of brass and iron, their bellies filled and bodies nourished with the bitter flesh of vermin.
A drunken Muhammad, standing on the upper porch of Sabri’s house, gave a sermon, telling a crowd of devoted followers that pain, death and destruction would be visited upon the inhabitants of Mecca for resisting the will of Allah and his Prophet.
As Muhammad smiled in delight, the crowd shouted to the heavens in unison: “There is no god but Allah the Pig, and Muhammad is his Prophet!”
“He said that the last time,” Ayesha observed, Fahimah stifling a laugh while they stood only a few cubits from the vile Prophet.
Looking to her, Abu sighed. “Yes he did, but take care in what you utter child, for Muhammad has a great, malevolent power not of this world.”
“That’s because he is the Devil incarnate; may the gods of my fathers destroy that queer murderous bastard and all he has wrought,” retorted Fahimah.
“Do you beg for him to strike you down?” asked a frowning Abu.
“Perhaps I do, for death is better than this existence,” she answered bitterly, looking to the demon in man’s guise calling itself Muhammad, while feeling the life of an innocent unborn in her womb.

Surah 124: The Defiled

Bismillah:

Another fortnight passed, during which Muhammad and his devoted followers delighted in the vilest of debaucheries; the drunken Prophet leaving the bodies of several murdered Jewish boys in a dark annex of Sabri’s house; their posteriors ruptured and throats slit by him. The Nubian siren Sheba watched from the shadows, shedding tears for the slaughtered children.
Oaf Abu Bakr, fulfilling the will of Allah, again came unto his daughter Ayesha, she having recovered from the Prophet’s advances; a lecherous Muhammad occupied with knowing the remaining Jewish boys.
“Why is it that you know me, my father?” asked a satisfied Ayesha, sitting up on the bed after Abu had withdrawn from her and closed his robe.
“It is the will of Allah,” answered the oaf, looking upon her nude body. “Cover yourself from my sight child, have you no decency?”
“Do you not find me comely, or is the stiffness of your nether member only for my stepmother Fahimah?” asked Ayesha coyly, smiling and reclining before him.
“I do find you most comely, that is why you must cover yourself,” Abu ordered, finding his incestuous lust for her troubling.
“Yes my father,” replied an obedient Ayesha, pulling a sheet over herself.
Crossing the desert, the Muslim army left Medina and returned to the oasis to refresh themselves and rest among the palms, the inhabitants there vexed at the presence of the Holy Prophet. A defiant Mecca stood to the south, Muhammad knowing that with the help of Allah, the army of Islam would prevail over the infidels.
Abu learned that his nephew Abdullah had committed suicide by climbing a tall date palm and hurling himself from it, his broken body buried in the desert by his grieving father and brothers.
Troubled, he approached Muhammad and told him of his grief.
“Waste not time mourning over him oaf, it was the will of Allah,” said Muhammad blithely with a wave of a hand, drunk in his tent, dining on a bowl of boiled dung beetles smothered in thick vulture gravy.
The Nubian harlot Sheba looked to Abu in silence, sympathy in her eyes, recalling the Prophet’s licentious paederasty, having watched from in the shadows as he murdered those who dared to cry out in pain at his advances.
“That, or he couldn’t live with the idea of you having known him,” replied a frowning Abu, staring at the floor of the tent, sadness on his countenance.
“My knowing of him was a gift: how dare you question the will of Allah or his messenger!” exclaimed Muhammad, finishing his meal of dung beetles, his filthy fingers covered in cold vulture gravy.
“I don’t question the will of Allah, what I do question is the unrelenting stiffness of your nether member and your licentious paederasty, knowing little boys in his sight,” retorted Abu. “Are there not captive women in our camp that could satisfy your carnal urges?”
“Perhaps there are, but none are as tight as the lovely orifice of a little Jewish boy,” answered a smiling Muhammad.
“You are a hypocrite; you have repeatedly denied others of your inclination the ability to know them, stating that such actions are a sin in the eyes of Pig Allah,” said Abu boldly, revolted at the thought of paederasty.
Harlot Sheba silently wiped tears from her cheeks, she mourning for the young victims of Muhammad’s insatiable homosexual depravity.
“Hypocrite, no, for Allah’s revelations do not apply to me, nor do they to you,” answered the Prophet with another smile, wiping hands on his filthy silk robe. “You, oaf, along with myself, have sanction from Allah to do whatever we wish.”
“We do?”
“Yes,” answered Muhammad, pausing to squeeze foul matter from a swollen boil on his forehead, “It runs the gamut, from taking women in our beds, or lovely boys in our tents, or even to the knowing of pretty animals, indulging in their comely favours as it suits us.”
“The favours of beasts!” exclaimed Abu, “I always thought you were a twisted bastard, but the likes of us knowing animals?”
“A camel can be most attractive if one drinks enough wine: just look at their pretty eyes,” replied Muhammad, raising a bottle and drinking deeply from it.
“Such is bestiality!” exclaimed Abu in utter revulsion.
“No oaf, it is love; for Allah is love, and his Prophet is love: I spread Allah’s love by knowing those I desire; indulging in the favours of comely women, lovely boys, and pretty animals.”
“You are a depraved raper of young boys and a perverted molester of lowly beasts!” retorted Abu, looking the drunken Prophet in the eyes.
“Be that as it may, it is the will of Allah,” answered an uncaring Muhammad, growing visibly aroused at the thought of knowing pretty animals, a small, malnourished female camel with light brown eyes just outside his tent crossing his utterly deranged mind.
Pulling open his filthy robe, he reached for his erection and began masturbating, the harlot turning away in disgust.
“Have you no respect or decency, even in the eyes of your wives and fellows?” asked Abu, turning his head and covering his eyes.
“You needn’t look unless you desire to pleasure Allah’s Prophet, such is the will of him should you find my organ enticing.”
“I’m not queer, your offer is revolting!” exclaimed Abu, turning and heading from him.
“Very well, be gone with you, ugh, oaf,” grunted Muhammad, reaching orgasm as he finished the sentence, spitting his seed upon the ground and his filthy silk robe.
Leaving the tent, Abu chanced upon another of the Prophet’s followers, a dull-witted, nearly toothless man with a missing eye, known by his fellows as Sadi.
“Duh, where is the Prophet?” asked a staggering Sadi, he very drunk.
“He’s playing with himself in his tent over a camel, do you want to watch?” spat a disgusted Abu, pushing him out of the way.
Sadi tumbled to the ground, watching Abu trudge off into the darkness.
Returning to his tent, a troubled Abu told Fahimah of his terse words with Muhammad, and that the Holy Prophet was not only a paederaster, but also a vile practitioner of bestiality, knowing pretty animals in the sight of Allah.
“I told you he was little more than a depraved devil in man’s guise,” she replied, “Only such could lust for the loins of a beast. Muhammad is an evil madman desiring death for all who oppose him; you, husband, will come to blows with him, if not only to save your very life.”
“Do we have any food?” asked Abu, not commenting on her wise words.
“Yes, with the help of your daughter and the Nubian harlot, I caught and baked several rats for us this afternoon.”
“It beats viper flesh, bring some to me wife, with a full bottle,” ordered a frowning Abu, hoping that drunkenness would ease his contemptuous feelings for the Holy Prophet.

Surah 125: Mecca

Bismillah:

Having renewed their strength at the oasis, the vengeful warriors of Islam marched into the desert, heading south toward Mecca, killing any in their path that dared to resist. Along the way they recruited more converts: augmenting by several score a revolting cadre of amoral pirates, vicious brigands, twisted perverts, depraved paedophiles and lascivious sodomites, all hungry for glittering plunder, rivers of blood, and helpless victims.
Muhammad and his entourage followed, a string of captive Jewish boys in chains, having been thoroughly sodomised, trudged along with them, some forced to carry the Holy Prophet in an ornate litter. Fahimah and the Nubian siren Sheba, together with Muhammad’s child wife Ayesha, were carried in another litter behind the Prophet.
“What are we to do about that insane monster in man’s guise?” asked Sheba, her voice low in fear of the Prophet.
“Nothing harlot, we are but women, and haven’t the strength to subdue such as him,” whispered Fahimah, her belly showing she was with child, fearful the Jewish boys carrying them might hear and tell the evil Prophet of their words.
Oaf Abu, dismissing his utter disgust at the Holy Prophet’s revolting paederasty and bestiality for the moment, conversed with Muhammad in their litter as they were carried across the desolate waste.
“You told the followers that great Allah dwells in heaven; who else dwells there with him in his abode on high?” asked Abu, wiping sweat from his brow.
“His brothers,” answered the Prophet, drunk on strong wine. Covered in sweat, scratching at biting fleas in an armpit, he pulled his filthy, sweat stained silk turban from his head, revealing a head of lice ridden, matted hair drenched in perspiration. Frowning for a moment, he grunted, releasing foul gas from his posterior.
“What are their names?” asked a gagging Abu, pulling a curtain open for fresh air.
Muhammad, his head reeling from drunkenness, making up the story as he went along, replied, “Let’s see, Allah, Holiest of all Pigs, rules the heavens and the earth, sitting on his golden and bejeweled throne. His younger brothers, Hogallah the fat, Swineallah the wise, Boarallah the cyclops, and Porkallah the whiskered stand at his side, singing his praises for eternity.”
“You’re telling me heaven is filled with pigs?”
“Yes,” answered Muhammad plainly, his mind much too deranged to realise his utterances made no sense at all.
“If that is so, what use would they have for the likes of us or our worship, considering we are not pigs?” asked Abu, confused and doubtful of the words he was hearing.
“Upon our ascension to heaven, we too will become holy, purified Hogs, welcomed into paradise by Allah,” declared Muhammad, crushing a flea between his fingernails. “Once there, 72 devoted, eternally virgin Swinettes will tend our every desire, feeding us forever with ample morsels in golden troughs to sate our piggish gluttony. To slake our thirst, they will bring us welcome drink from rivers of wine, and will give us their comely favours upon demand.”
“Oh,” said Abu, wondering if reincarnation into a ravenous, depraved hog upon death was something worth looking forward to.
Later, the warriors of Islam came upon a laden caravan of peaceful merchants on a trade road, heading with their wares toward Mecca. Skulking behind sand dunes, Muhammad and his devoted followers watched, laying in wait as the caravan approached.
“What will we do?” asked Abu, looking to the deranged Prophet.
“Allah told me in a dream that we will take the caravan, kill the merchants who own it, and then use the caravan to enter Mecca and subdue the infidels,” answered Muhammad, delighted at their stumbling upon easy victims in the middle of the desert.
“That should prove easy with the numbers we have,” replied a smiling Abu, looking forward to glittering plunder and the favours of comely women.
Without warning, scimitars in hand, the army of Islam burst from the dunes like locusts, viciou
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11 PKK members killed in clashes southeast Turkey
(KUNA) -- Turkish security forces killed Saturday 11 members of the Kurdistan Workers Party (PKK) during clashes in southeast Turkey. Turkish Media said that the clashes occurred in Cukurca town near Hakkari province on the Turkish-Iraqi border. The Turkish forces tightened security measures in the region after clashes with PKK militants. The last fighting incident between Turkish forces and PKK date back to March this year.
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Two officers injured in Turkish land mine blast
(KUNA) -- Two Turkish officers were injured on Saturday when a landmine planted by Kurdish mutineers [sic] went off in east Turkey. Ihlas news agency quoted sources as that the blast took place in Maden town, close to Elazig governorate, while a military patrol was shuttling at the main street. The source added that the patrol vehicle hit a landmine planted at the roadside, noting that the injured were rushed to a nearby hospital. The armed PKK mutineers have stepped up attacks against Turkish security forces over the past few months. The PKK, the Kurdish Workers Party, is listed as a terrorist organization by Turkey, the United States and the European Union.
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India-Pakistan
Kashmir Korpse Kount Kontinued
SRINAGAR, India - Two suspected Islamic terrorists guerrillas and one government soldier were killed in a shootout in the Indian portion of Kashmir early Saturday, police said.

The fighting began when the soldiers raided the village of Ratnipora, acting on a tip that suspected terrorists militants were hiding there, Imtiyaz Ahmad, a police officer, said. Two suspected terrorists rebels and one soldier were killed in the exchange of gunfire, Ahmad said. One soldier was also wounded in the fighting in Ratnipora, about 35 kilometers (22 miles) southwest of Srinagar, the summer capital of India’s Jammu-Kashmir state, Ahmad said.

Security forces cordoned off the area to check if more suspected terrorists rebels were hiding there, he said.
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Bomb explodes near fruit shop in Pakistan, three wounded
(KUNA) A time-bomb exploded outside a fruit shop, wounding three, one of the critically, on Saturday morning, said officials. The bomb exploded in Dera Ghazi Khan district, about 300 kilometers from here, District Police Officer, Mushtaq Bhutta, told KUNA by telephone.

He said the explosion badly damaged three nearby shops and wounded three people including the owner of the fruit shop. He added that one of the wounded is in critical condition. It was not immediately clear who was behind the attack but police said investigations have been launched.
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#1  A fruit shop? Obviously a tactical pivot point in the war against the crusaders.
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Kashmir Korpse Kount
(KUNA) -- Five people, including two civilians and an Indian army officer, were killed and ten people were injured, in continuing violence across Indian-administered Jammu and Kashmir Saturday.

Captain S.D. Singh was killed in an ecncounter with militants in Ratnipora village of Jammu and Kashmir's Pulwama district. Two rebels were also killed in the fighting, news agency United News of India reported Saturday. An Indian security personnel was also injured in the incident. The killed guerrillas have been identified as Nisar Ahmad, district commander of the Hizbul Mujahideen, and Abrar Ahmad.

In another incident, rebels lobbed a grenade at an installation of security forces in Srinagar, killing a civilian and injuring nine people including a security personnel, the news agency reported.

In another incident, a youth was killed in Palhalan town in Baramulla district in Jammu and Kashmir, when guerrillas fired at the motorcade of security officer and the officer's guards retaliated. A woman sustained injuries in a shootout, the agency further reported.
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Iraq
A Hero comes home -- Army Pfc. Kristian Menchaca
Army Pfc. Kristian Menchaca arrives home Monday.

At around 12:45 p.m., his body will arrive at the Brownsville-South Padre Island International Airport. The body will travel under the care and escort of an Honor team from Fort Campbell, Ky., where his company was stationed, Esther Garcia, public affairs officer at Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, told The Brownsville Herald Friday.

Menchaca’s wife, 18-year-old Christina Menchaca of Big Spring, Texas, is expected to arrive in Brownsville this weekend, U.S. Rep. Solomon P. Ortiz’s staff said.

The public will be able to pay their respects to the family Tuesday. Public visitation will be from 10 a.m. to 7 p.m. Tuesday and a Rosary will follow from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. at the Special Events Center on Paredes Line Road. Visitation will be from 8 a.m. to 10 a.m. Wednesday at the Events Center with a Mass at 10 a.m. Burial will be at the Buena Vista Burial Park.

Ortiz’s staff said the 101st Screaming Eagles Military Funeral Detachment will be sent to Brownsville to receive Menchaca and will remain until the funeral service. “They normally have 9 members, but 11 are being sent,” Ortiz’s staff said.
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#1  And from the Patriot Guard:

The PGR have been invited by the family of Pfc. Kristian Menchaca to attend the services for this hero.

The funeral is scheduled for Wed. 28th June at 1000hrs. The service will be at the Brownsville Event Center at, 1 Events Center Blvd. Brownsville Texas.

May we all bow our heads on Wed at 10:00.

As of now this is all the information we have, but the mission is a go and staging plans are in the works and will be posted as soon as they become available.

Ed Barrett
PGR Texas Ride Captain
Rowlett TX
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#2  I am so PO'd over what happened. Anyone who knows how these men were savaged should be. I hope they catch them and string them up.
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#3  I grieve for these two. And honor them. No one could give more than they did for all the rest of us. Let's not forget them. Let's not forget the 3000 scarificed in NYC either. This insane savagery won't quit until we exterminate all vestiges of the Death Cult.
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Westboro Baptist to picket the funerals of both Tucker and Menchaca
REDMOND, Ore. - A community memorial service for Pfc. Thomas Tucker of Madras, one of two soldiers brutally murdered in Iraq, will be held in Redmond on Saturday, July 1. Tucker, along with Pfc. Kristian Menchaca of Texas, disappeared last Friday after a firefight with insurgents at a canal crossing checkpoint in Iraq.

Troops stationed a short distance away heard an explosion and small arms fire. When they arrived, they found one soldier dead and Tucker and Menchaca missing. The soldiers' bodies, which showed signs of torture, were found three days later, booby-trapped near an electrical plant just three miles from where they had been captured. The U.S. military has launched an investigation to determine why their vehicle was the only one outside a fortified Army camp.

As for the memorial service, it is scheduled to be held Saturday, July 1 at the following location:

Deschutes County Fairgrounds Expo Center
3800 S.W. Airport Way
Redmond, Oregon

The memorial service at the Expo Center will be open to the public. A private internment, which is not open to the public, will follow at the Mt. Jefferson Memorial Park Cemetery in Madras.

A small group of people from the Westboro Baptist Church out of Topeka, Kansas have announced their plans to picket the funerals of both Tucker and Menchaca. Members of the church have picketed several soldier funerals in the past.

and .....
This is a press release courtesy of the Governor's office

Today Governor Theodore R. Kulongoski ordered that all flags at public institutions be flown at half-staff on Monday, June 26, 2006, in memory of Private First Class Thomas L. Tucker of Madras, Oregon.
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#1  "Lowes and Home Depot are issuing axe handles at no charge for temporary use. Please return them free of hair, blood, or other DNA from assholes brush you might need to clear. Thank you"
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 0:37 Comments || Top||

#2  And from the Patriot Guard:

The PGR have been invited by the family of Pfc. Kristian Menchaca to attend the services for this hero.

The funeral is scheduled for Wed. 28th June at 1000hrs. The service will be at the Brownsville Event Center at, 1 Events Center Blvd. Brownsville Texas.

May we all bow our heads on Wed at 10:00.

As of now this is all the information we have, but the mission is a go and staging plans are in the works and will be posted as soon as they become available.

Ed Barrett
PGR Texas Ride Captain
Rowlett TX
Posted by: Sherry || 06/25/2006 0:38 Comments || Top||

#3  With all the church burning in the US over the years... how did they miss this putrid one.
Posted by: 3dc || 06/25/2006 0:39 Comments || Top||

#4  cuz it's less a church, and more a cult. They need to feel the pain where they live. In their hometowns, when everyone refuses to serve them or provide power to their homes and gas to their vehicles. Lotsa way the locals can ratfuck them without making them rich on lawsuits. The law oughtta look the other way sometimes....
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 0:43 Comments || Top||

#5  You never seen anyone pay-at-the-pump before?
Posted by: Phil || 06/25/2006 0:55 Comments || Top||

#6  Were I a better I'd say the MSM feeds it by covering it.
Posted by: grb || 06/25/2006 1:03 Comments || Top||

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Posted by: Chuper Snuth5629 || 06/25/2006 2:42 Comments || Top||

#8  They might get away with their antics up in Oregon, but I doubt they'll tolerant reception in Texas....
Posted by: Scooter McGruder || 06/25/2006 2:47 Comments || Top||

#9  how kum no wun ever pikets there sunday serveses? fred felps haz gotta be em moest dispikabel person in em galaxee
Posted by: muck4doo || 06/25/2006 4:47 Comments || Top||

#10  Mrs Hate is a practising lawyer. You would think she knows the meaning of Harassment.
Posted by: Omaiting Clutch9925 || 06/25/2006 5:39 Comments || Top||

#11  Issue the honor guard live ammunition.
Posted by: Mike || 06/25/2006 7:20 Comments || Top||

#12 
"Lotsa way the locals can ratfuck them without making them rich on lawsuits."

If the whole bloody lot of them were rendered stable at the same time, who would sue?

-M
Posted by: Manolo || 06/25/2006 8:27 Comments || Top||

#13  There was a case in Missouri in which a small town bully had terrorized [and it is an appropriate use of the word] the population. Finally after over a decade of abuse, someone walked out of a local café and shot the dude dead in his truck. The authorities, who till this time had turned a blind eye to leashing this critter in, suddenly pursued a full blown investigation. Couldn’t find a single witness. There were accusations made by the widow, but nothing the local DA [as oppose to the Duke case] believed would hold up in a court of law. Further the DA didn’t think he could find a jury to convict. One day …
Posted by: Ulavitle Crosh3522 || 06/25/2006 9:00 Comments || Top||

#14  What are the Phelps' funding sources? Do they use these events to set up folks to blow their tops, then sue them?
Posted by: ed || 06/25/2006 9:03 Comments || Top||

#15  Why don't we just get a bunch of Rantburgers together and go up to Redmond. We'll get all liquored-up and when the Westboro donks come in to picket we'll whip up a number 6 on em.
Posted by: Fleamble Glomock7828 || 06/25/2006 9:27 Comments || Top||

#16  I misplaced my list, but I think a number 6 is projectile vomit, no ?
Posted by: wxjames || 06/25/2006 9:47 Comments || Top||

#17  What are the Phelps' funding sources? Do they use these events to set up folks to blow their tops, then sue them?

That wouldn't surprise me in the slightest.
Posted by: eLarson || 06/25/2006 10:35 Comments || Top||

#18  Give the American Legion or VFW honor guard ball ammo, and let them properly salute the Westborians. It would only take one such salute, the habit would be conquered.
Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 10:38 Comments || Top||

#19  The Concealed Handgun License is alive and well here in Texas. I'm just sayin....
Posted by: mcsegeek1 || 06/25/2006 10:45 Comments || Top||

#20  They infested the 9/11 Pentagon march last year too.
Posted by: Eric Jablow || 06/25/2006 11:53 Comments || Top||

#21  Rev. Phelps and his apparently inbred gang of thugs religionists are perhaps the picture perfect poster children for perils of incest ala the Texas Chainsaw Massacre inbreds.

Their church sits awfully close to tornado alley, and one can only pray so hard and hope ...
Posted by: Lancasters Over Dresden || 06/25/2006 11:56 Comments || Top||

#22  These creeps know exactly how far they can go legally, and yes, they do try to make money off lawsuits.

Wisconsin just passed a law stating that no demonstrations may take place within a specific distance of a funeral. That seems to have put the damper on the hatemongers' activities here.
Posted by: mom || 06/25/2006 12:22 Comments || Top||

#23  If these shitbags show to either of these ceremonies for these american heroes, they should be beat to death and stomped into mush in a very public manner. These two heroes should not be defiled. We salute you Private Tucker. Thank you for your service in our behalf.
Posted by: SOP35/Rat || 06/25/2006 12:25 Comments || Top||

#24  Rock "On Wisconsin."
Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 12:26 Comments || Top||

#25  Pass out the ax handles.
Posted by: SR-71 || 06/25/2006 12:58 Comments || Top||

#26  I know America is all about freedom of speech, but these people are *surely* doing the equivalent of shouting 'Fire!' in a theatre aren't they?

However, I'm sure 'mom' is correct and these people know just how far they can push the law - but there are limits, and I truly hope these 'people' find out what that limit is, the hard way.
Posted by: Tony (UK) || 06/25/2006 14:28 Comments || Top||

#27  It seems this kind of activity falls more under "inciting" than "freedom of speech", especially when it's associated so closely with a funeral. It would seem that if it were "speech", that it would do just as much good somewhere/somewhen else.
Posted by: grb || 06/25/2006 16:10 Comments || Top||

#28  we need a "flexible" local law enforcement operation, where they are occupied elsewhere, and can't respond to "rumors" of the beatings of protesters
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 16:32 Comments || Top||

#29  Screw it. Just hire mimes. One to match up to every member of the phelps group there.

Phelps goes, they go. They stand in front of them in clown suits performing for them, or beside them mimicing them and imitating them silently. Any cop comes along, say your're part of their protest. If they can protest there, they have no right to demand that others doing the same be segregated fomr them while expressing their opinions. Be sure to get especially gay mimes (not too difficult to do I bet).

If its one thing Phelps type cannot abide, its being made fun of, directly. Theylive off the anger and hatred. Laughter tears them a new one, especially derisive laughter. Kinda like Scientologists.

This is, of course, in addition to the Patriot Guard Riders and AL and VFW efforts.
Posted by: Oldspook || 06/25/2006 16:50 Comments || Top||

#30  Be sure to make balloon animals for them all. Maybe those guys inthe lefty marches will loan out a few big puppets, and a giant penis balloon to give to Fred.
Posted by: Oldspook || 06/25/2006 16:52 Comments || Top||

#31  Axe handles? Why?
Posted by: 6 || 06/25/2006 16:53 Comments || Top||

#32  Oldspook... I like the baloon idea, followed by a very agressive VFW honor guard bayonet charge... hehehehe. Imagine the stories told on bar stools after that episode.
Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 16:58 Comments || Top||

#33  #13, there are indications in that Missouri case that upwards of 17 different people shot that individual. Everybody in town joined in on the party, and the Missouri State Police and FBI have NEVER made an official suspect announcement or arrest in the case. And if you knew the history of the scumbag that got whacked, he earned every bit of it. Towns can get rid of trash if they really want to.
Posted by: Shieldwolf || 06/25/2006 17:25 Comments || Top||

#34  Be sure to get especially gay mimes LOL!
Posted by: 2b || 06/25/2006 17:45 Comments || Top||

#35  greatest strength is always the greatest weakness. Sue them, then sue them somemore. Nobody can do everything perfect. It shouldn't be too hard to trip on the steps to their church, get whiplash from a a "car accident", endless harassment, or all the other ways the sue people do it.
Posted by: 2b || 06/25/2006 17:48 Comments || Top||

#36  Maybe someone should trip up the mosque steps.
Posted by: wxjames || 06/25/2006 19:38 Comments || Top||

#37  what loving christians assholes
It's stories like this that make me feel they need to be taxed.
What assholes to dishonor these soldiers and families.
I love our freedoms of expression, but maybe it's time to prevent these type activities where the dead can't defend themselves. It shouldn't be allowed in or around the cemetery.
How dare them. It just doesn't make any sense to me
So the money that is collected by this group is paying for the trip? So much for helping the poor and homeless.
Jan (posting from a neighbors computer, I'm house sitting)
Posted by: Jan || 06/25/2006 20:31 Comments || Top||

#38  There is one fallen Marine's family suing that gang of inbred idiots in Federal court for defamation during the funeral. Two of the family's lawyers served in Kuwait, Iraq and Afghanistan and are doing it pro bono because they are so disgusted by those maggots.

They've got a website for donations and/or how to contact your representatives to pass laws to make this kind of harrassment illegal.

Their goal is to bankrupt that pathetic piece of shit and his grotesque spawn. They also hope to inspire others to file civil lawsuits against that vile crew.

I wish them all the luck in the world.
Posted by: Swamp Blondie (formerly) Desert Blondie || 06/25/2006 23:19 Comments || Top||

#39  I would happily donate to the defense fund of anyone who will remove these defectives from the gene pool.
Posted by: Chuper Snuth5629 || 06/25/2006 2:42 Comments || Top||


Kirkuk intelligence chief killed
(KUNA) -- Kirkuk's Police Intelligence Chief, Moussa Hussein, was killed Saturday by a bomb blast in Kirkuk. A police source told reporters an improvised explosive device (IED) was planted on the roadside and detonated as the chief's motorcade drove by. The blast killed Hussein and two of his bodyguards instantly.
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#1  islam...the religion of peace.
Posted by: anymouse || 06/25/2006 10:50 Comments || Top||

#2  islam...the religion of peacepieces.
Posted by: Old Patriot || 06/25/2006 15:39 Comments || Top||


IED's kill three more in Baghdad
(KUNA) -- Improvised Explosive Devices (IED) continue to take soldiers' lives in Iraq, killing two Iraqi police officers and a Multi-National Forces (MNF) soldier, security sources said Saturday. The two Iraqi police officers were killed today when a bomb exploded by their patrol car in Baghdad's northern suburbs, Iraqi police said. The IED was planted on the roadside in Al-Waziriya and blasted when the patrol passed over it. A Multi-National Forces (MNF) soldier was killed Friday in Baghdad when an IED detonated in the city, said an MNF statement Saturday. No further details are available about the explosion.
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Two oil smugglers nabbed, tankers seized in Basra
(KUNA) -- The Iraqi Interior Ministry Saturday reported the arrest of two oil smugglers by Iraqi Police and the confiscation of tankers and equipment used in smuggling. The statement said the Basra governorate police also confiscated three tankers rigged for smuggling gas oil during a raid on a smuggling site in Basra City.
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Nine insurgents arrested in Kirkuk
(KUNA) -- Iraqi police arrested nine insurgents in two different operations Saturday in Kirkuk in northern Iraq. A police source in Kirkuk told KUNA that they arrested four insurgent snipers in Kirkuk.

In another raid, police arrested an insurgent, who was responsible for transferring weapons. The Iraqi police managed to free an Iraqi woman and arrest her four captives after locals informed an Iraqi army patrol about her abduction. Meanwhile, Insurgents managed to kill the head of the Kirkuk intelligence bureau today and to abduct a Kirkuk police officer.
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MNF arrests five Al-Qaeda gunmen in Tikrit
(KUNA) -- The Multinational Forces (MNF) arrested five gunmen Saturday in the northern city of Tikrit relying on the same intelligence that led to the killing of Al-Qaeda former leader, Abu Musab Al-Zarqawi The US Army said in a statement today that one of the arrested gunmen had direct links with Al-Qaeda and played a significant role in insurgent operations in the cities of Baqouba and Tikrit.

The MNF used hand grenades to secure the building where the gunmen hid and then arrested them without any serious losses, said the US Army. The statement noted that the MNF mistakenly arrested one of the area's Sheikhs, but released him shortly after revealing his identity. The US Army also said in a statement the Iraqi army arrested Ali Al-Najar, the head of an assassin-squad, in the southern Iraqi city of Diwaniya last Wednesday. The statement said that Al-Najar was directly responsible for the assassination of several figures and mortal-shell attacks on MNF in Diwaniya.
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  The statement noted that the MNF mistakenly arrested one of the area's Sheikhs, but released him shortly after revealing his identity.
What the hell was he doing with the al Qs ?
Changing the sheets in the safe house ? Or is he the guy with the GPS thingy in his turbin ?
Posted by: wxjames || 06/25/2006 10:02 Comments || Top||

#2  If the fish doesn't swallow the bait you can use it again.
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 11:23 Comments || Top||

#3  The MNF used hand grenades to secure the building where the gunmen hid and then arrested them without any serious losses

best grammatical restraint of the month.
Posted by: RD || 06/25/2006 11:35 Comments || Top||


Fierce clashes in northern Baghdad
(KUNA) -- Fierce clashes took place in different parts in northern Baghdad Saturday but no casualties were reported, Iraqi police said. A source at the police told KUNA the confrontations erupted between armed groups and militias in the northern districts of the Iraqi capital. The gunmen used light weapons and rocket propelled grenades (RPGs), according to the source, resulting in setting three houses on fire. It is unknown whether there were people inside the houses.

The fact clashes were very heavy, said the source, did not allow security forces to know the number of casualties among both parties. Iraqi army forces intervened to restore order in the northern areas, said the source. The clashes occurred before Prime Minister Nouri Al-Maliki announces his national conciliation plan before the National Assembly on Sunday. The plan aims at cracking down on sectarian violence.
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Kidnappers free women and Sunni factory hostages
The kidnappers of more than 100 Iraqi government employees have freed about half of their hostages, releasing all their Sunni captives in a clear sign the seizure had been sectarian in nature. "Women hostages and those who were Sunnis were set free, and we believe that now about 40 to 50 employees are still held captive," an Interior Ministry official said. The workers at the Hateen and Nasr factories in Taji, 30km north of the capital, were seized by at least 50 gunmen and spirited away on the same buses they had boarded to take them home.
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Israel-Palestine-Jordan
IDF preparing Gaza ground attack
The Security Cabinet convened an emergency session Sunday night to discuss an Israeli response to Shalit's kidnapping in a Palestinian attack on an army post bordering southern Gaza in the early morning hours.

It was decided to give the IDF the green light to prepare all the forces necessary for a military operation against Gaza terror cells. As of 9:00 p.m. large amounts of Golani and Givati Brigade infantry troops were amassing on the Israeli side of the Gaza security fence. In addition, the Cabinet decided that no Palestinian security prisoners would be released from Israeli jails, effectively closing the door on any negotiations with Shalit's captors.

Prime Minister Ehud Olmert also told IDF commanders to assure at all costs that Shalit's captors were not able to move him out of the Gaza Strip. Olmert said after the meeting that Israel would not "pass the event by silently," promising a powerful military response that "wouldn't be a matter of [only] one or two days."

In an apparent response to Israeli threats to enter Gaza, the Aksa Martyrs Brigades group announced on Sunday that it its members have succeeded in manufacturing chemical and biological weapons to be used against Israel.

The Cabinet said that no one would have immunity from such a response, but direct hits on Hamas leaders were ruled out.
For the moment. If the kidnapped soldier is killed, I expect a few Hamas bigs to be helizapped shortly thereafter.
If Palestinian Authority Chairman Mahmoud Abbas were to help free the soldier, he would pave the way to becoming a partner in the peace process, said Cabinet members. If he doesn't, he won't even be a party to the discussion, they added.

Earlier Sunday, Shin Bet head Yuval Diskin directly contacted Abbas asking him to help free the soldier.

Defense Minister Amir Peretz, with Chief of General Staff Lt.-Gen. Dan Halutz at his side, told reporters Sunday evening that Israel "will do all" to return the kidnapped Shalit, 19, from Mitzpeh Hila in the Galilee, and warned Palestinian terrorists they would pay a "painful price" for Sunday's deadly attack on the IDF post.

A senior officer told Shalit's family that Gilad was led away "against his will" while he was "on his feet," and that blood stains on his battle vest, which was left behind at the scene of the attack, indicated that he sustained chest and stomach wounds. Palestinian news sources reported that Shalit was receiving medical treatment for serious wounds to his stomach and his chest. The report added that his captors were preparing to exchange him for Palestinian security prisoners in Israeli custody.

Palestinian Deputy Prime Minister Nasser Shaer on Sunday called on Shalit's captors to treat him well and release him.

Earlier, Hamas government spokesman Ghazi Hamad, speaking in Arabic and Hebrew at a news conference in Gaza City Sunday afternoon, said the government had information on the soldier's capture only from the Israeli side. "We are calling on the resistance groups, if they do have the missing soldier...to protect his life and treat him well," Hamad said. He said the Palestinian government was in contact with local and foreign officials, including Egyptian, to try to find a solution.

Halutz confirmed at a press conference that Shalit was still alive. "As far as we know he is still alive," said Halutz, adding "Hamas bears responsibility for the soldier's wellbeing."
Posted by: phil_b || 06/25/2006 15:55 || Comments || Link || [2 views] Top|| File under:

#1  i smell an ass kicking
Posted by: Greamp Elmavinter1163 || 06/25/2006 16:04 Comments || Top||

#2  Aksa Martyrs Brigades group announced on Sunday that it its members have succeeded in manufacturing chemical and biological weapons to be used against Israel.

HRW and UN outrage in 5...4...3..er...549...548...um...1,000,066... oh, forget it. Time for a MAJOR ass kicking
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 16:09 Comments || Top||

#3  ERR KLANK ER KLANK ER KLANK ER KLANK

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Posted by: RD || 06/25/2006 21:57 Comments || Top||

#4  Skating on the edge Buddy. That's near Tm territory, altho major big points for sounding just like a Merkova with a blade.
Posted by: 6 || 06/25/2006 22:28 Comments || Top||

#5  When are they cutting off the water?
Posted by: 3dc || 06/25/2006 23:39 Comments || Top||

#6  Water and Power to the entire area cut off, never restore it. Let them have their state in the the dry and dark desert. Blow up any thing emmiting more than one candle power. Go Roman Empire on them.
Posted by: Sock Puppet of Doom || 06/25/2006 23:46 Comments || Top||


Al-Aksa claims biological-chemical capabilities
The Aksa Martyrs' Brigades group announced on Sunday that it its members have succeeded in manufacturing chemical and biological weapons to be used against Israel.

In a leaflet distributed in the Gaza Strip, the group, which belongs to Palestinian Authority Chairman Mahmoud Abbas's Fatah party, said the weapons were the result of an effort that has lasted for three years.

The statment was a response to an Israeli Security Cabinet decision to give the IDF the green light to prepare all the forces necessary for a military operation against Gaza terror cells. As of 9:00 p.m. large amounts of Golani and Givati Brigade infantry troops were amassing on the Israeli side of the Gaza security fence.

According to the statement, the first of its kind, the group managed to manufacture and develop at least 20 different types of biological and chemical weapons.

The group said its members would not hesitate to add the new weapons to long-range rockets that are being fired at Israeli communities almost every day. It also threatened to use the weapons against IDF soldiers if Israel carried out its threats to invade the Gaza Strip.

"We want to tell [Prime Minister Ehud] Olmert and [Defense Minister Amir] Peretz that your threats don't frighten us," the leaflet said. "We will surprise you with our new weapons the moment the first soldier sets his foot in the Gaza Strip."
Posted by: phil_b || 06/25/2006 15:49 || Comments || Link || [2 views] Top|| File under:

#1  I noted this in the article above - this would be the single biggest mistake the Paleos ever made, and they are fully capable of making it. For some reason, the Jooooos are sensitive to poison gas threats. If the Paleos launch one, all bets are off. "Kill them all" will be the operative phrase, in hebrew
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 16:30 Comments || Top||

#2  said the weapons were the result of an CLANDESTINE MIDDLE EAST SHIPPING effort that has lasted for three years.

Thank you Saddam, Syria, Russia, 21 trucks, etc.

Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 16:35 Comments || Top||

#3  Since the Gaza settlements were pulled out, there's no friendlies in the kill box. If al-Aqsa decides to start lobbinmg gas rounds across the fence, the Israelis can safely go full medieval on them.
Posted by: Mike || 06/25/2006 17:39 Comments || Top||

#4  Even bad books have last chapters.
Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 17:43 Comments || Top||

#5  Hmmmmm...are they really that stupid (rhetorical question - I already know the answer)!

Let's see - if Israel has the same policy as the US does with regards to the use of chem/bio on the battlefield (or on the civilian populace) then the Gaza Strip will essentially cease to exist following the first such attack on Israeli forces or civilians.

Not that I really expect the Israeli's (or the US) to follow through on such threats - we're far to civilized...

Posted by: FOTSGreg || 06/25/2006 18:24 Comments || Top||

#6  So ye want to be a martyr, ys say? Ya want to have the IDF take off its gloves, ya say? Keep it up, morons.

If Israel had kept it's get tough policy and not fell into Peres' liberal policies, they would not have to put up with the suicide bombings and all this other nonsense. Even the Paleos will respect massive, concentrated, overwhelming power, as stupid as they are.
Posted by: Alaska Paul || 06/25/2006 18:26 Comments || Top||

#7  Maybe the Gazans ought to ask their Syrian sponsors to remind them what 'Hama rules' are, and then they ought to question whether a WMD-attacked Israel is likely to apply those 'rules' to Gaza. Or maybe their education leans more towards the classics than modern events - they should look into how their ancestors, the Phoenicians, fared at the hands of the Romans in Carthage.
Posted by: Glenmore || 06/25/2006 18:56 Comments || Top||

#8  If Al-Aksa Martyrs' Brigades had Bio-Chem weapons they would use them. Not horde them for a rainy day. They are full of shit.
Posted by: bigjim-ky || 06/25/2006 20:11 Comments || Top||

#9  Probably just got their latest shipment of rat poison. Pretty scary bunch.

If they ever do get their mitts on any WMD, you know they'd end up killing more of themselves than anyone else - assuming the Russians didn't provide someone to handle it, of course.

But just one death from a chemical or bio weapon - and it's lights out. Ain't no coming back from that.
Posted by: Glosh Pholunter5587 || 06/25/2006 20:38 Comments || Top||

#10  By claiming they have these weapons, it'll make it harder for them to blame the Joooos when they resort to using them. But if they do use them, they will. And the phrench, the galloway/livingston-brits and all of berkley will believe them.
Posted by: PlanetDan || 06/25/2006 20:53 Comments || Top||

#11  they probably have a regular cluster bomb with some chem or bio agents in it

work accidents could be more deadly than normal in Gaza the next few months
Posted by: mhw || 06/25/2006 21:24 Comments || Top||

#12  Great, submunitions with Bio/chem elements. Even more dangerous than home made bombs.
Posted by: Cheagum Ulush5728 || 06/25/2006 22:37 Comments || Top||

#13  I'm praying for some "work accidents."
Posted by: xbalanke || 06/25/2006 23:06 Comments || Top||

#14  About 2 years ago, the IDF admitted that caustic chemicals were used in some suicide bomb attacks. The earlier coverup served to prevent alarm while the counter-terror wall was being constructed.

Keep one thing in mind: Gaza based rockets have come close to critical Israeli power plants, which use deadly ammonia compounds. Israeli bloggers claim that, if Israel faces massive losses of human life in a plant catastrophe, then prior to re-building, they will neutralize the enemy. And that means use of WMDs. I would support that type of reaction, given the savage nature of the enemy. Lifeboat ethics force survival tactics.
Posted by: Omaiting Clutch9925 || 06/25/2006 23:42 Comments || Top||


Israeli soldier missing after deadly Gaza attack
One Israeli soldier was missing after a deadly Palestinian attack early Sunday on a military outpost in southern Israel, the army said.

Palestinian militants from the Gaza Strip infiltrated Israel through a tunnel early Sunday, and killed two Israelis before soldiers shot dead three gunmen. Several other Israelis were injured. Earlier Sunday, Palestinian militants said they had the body of an Israeli soldier.

Israeli ground troops entered the Gaza Strip hours later, their tanks blowing up smoke and dust as they made their way about a half-mile into the Palestinian-controlled territory, an Associated Press reporter at the scene said.
Rest at link.
Posted by: ed || 06/25/2006 09:15 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  time to clear a 5 KM stretch of Paleos - I suggest artillery, then tanks/dozers. Perhaps a Corrie Brigade
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 9:57 Comments || Top||

#2  Wallstreet: Caterpillar stock rises Friday on speculation of new orders related to IDF werk forecast for Gaza. Varoon varoom, clank, clank, clank.
Posted by: Besoeker || 06/25/2006 11:16 Comments || Top||

#3  How is it you put it?

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Posted by: Fordesque || 06/25/2006 12:30 Comments || Top||

#4  Said it before and I will repeat it again: Line up the 155's and bounce rubble. Lots of it. Destroy the closest neighborhood, after evacuating it.

The Paleos need a real Naqba.
Posted by: Brett || 06/25/2006 13:07 Comments || Top||


Special Israeli force sneaks into Gaza and arrests two
(KUNA) -- A special Israeli force broke into Khan Younis and arrested two Palestinians in the southern Gaza town on Saturday. The Israeli force walked on foot at dawn with choppers backing them up before raiding a house, one kilometer away from Soufa crossing, and detaining two brothers, Palestinian security sources said. The Israeli forces attacked the father and beat him violently before detaining his two sons. The father was rushed to a hospital for treatment, sources said. They retreated in the morning towards their Israeli grounds. One of the detainees is a college student in Gaza and the other, his brother, has just returned back home after graduating from a college in Sudan.
A bit more detail:
Gaza resident Ali Muamar said the soldiers arrested his two sons - Osama, a doctor who had arrived in Gaza last month from Sudan, and Mustafa, a student of Islamic law.

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#1  losers - bag em and tag em....student of Islamic law = thug, a "Dr." from Sudan? Bwahahahhaa
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 0:49 Comments || Top||

#2  I didn't know that you could get a Doctorate in making IEDs.
Posted by: grb || 06/25/2006 1:10 Comments || Top||

#3  Sudan apparently *does* have a medical school, and it's where the younger sons of Osama's lieutenants and Soddy's more bloodthirsty clans go to get their degrees. The Mosul mess tent boomer went there, and I presume many of the grads go on to provide AQ medical care in the field.
Posted by: Seafarious || 06/25/2006 10:18 Comments || Top||

#4  hence the abundance of prosthetics, hooks, glass eyes
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 10:22 Comments || Top||

#5  Sudan does have a medical school. It's best and brightest emigrate to other countries, including the U.S. I've met a couple.
Posted by: Steve White || 06/25/2006 11:13 Comments || Top||


Good morning...
Jihad JackSomalia Afghanistan Mufti Saleh Amnesty Miami Lice Jumper
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  damn - I was hoping "thumped" was = to 'Dahmerized'
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 0:39 Comments || Top||

#2  Ah, Joyce Holden, star of that fine film Terror from the Year 5000. Ms. Holden did not play the Terror; that was Salome Jens.
Posted by: Angie Schultz || 06/25/2006 1:33 Comments || Top||

#3  Beautiful arms and legs, on that chair.
Posted by: Kalle (kafir forever) || 06/25/2006 2:20 Comments || Top||

#4  lookn like she gotta lern ta relax a litter bit.
Posted by: muck4doo || 06/25/2006 6:03 Comments || Top||

#5  Muck - lol
Posted by: Frank G || 06/25/2006 9:29 Comments || Top||

#6  lookn like she gotta lern ta relax a litter bit.

yes Mucky, in fact I would suggest she could use a neck rub...

the remedial result is quite effective.

Posted by: RD || 06/25/2006 11:48 Comments || Top||

#7  Angie,

Is this Mystery Rantburg Theater 3000?
Posted by: Eric Jablow || 06/25/2006 11:49 Comments || Top||

#8  Firefox problem should be fixed now. Dunno what else I broke doing it.
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 14:42 Comments || Top||

#9  Eric.... Ha ha ha ! Hee!
Posted by: 6 || 06/25/2006 16:39 Comments || Top||

#10  Holdem'? Oh, yeah! Oh, wait - that's Holden...

Posted by: FOTSGreg || 06/25/2006 18:29 Comments || Top||


Bloid index...
I've built an index of the Rantburg Defender-Scimitar and Times-Picayune Courier-Bugle Daily Mail and Journal. It's in the right-hand links box, under the O Club.
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 00:00 || Comments || Link || [0 views] Top|| File under:

#1  It don't work.
Posted by: Dave D. || 06/25/2006 7:41 Comments || Top||

#2  In 20 years, these will be valuable collectables. Just like Playboys.
Posted by: ed || 06/25/2006 9:05 Comments || Top||

#3  We gotta work on a print edition.
Posted by: Steve White || 06/25/2006 10:40 Comments || Top||

#4  I'll bet you're using Firefox, aren't you, Dave? It's good on IE and Opera. Lemme take a look at the innards...
Posted by: Fred || 06/25/2006 12:59 Comments || Top||

#5  Yep. Works fine on IE, but not Firefox.
Posted by: Dave D. || 06/25/2006 13:04 Comments || Top||

#6  It work real good now, Fred.
Posted by: Dave D. || 06/25/2006 15:17 Comments || Top||



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