Posted on 09/12/2006 8:12:08 AM PDT by Sub-Driver
The new motto for 2006 and 2008 elections will be "It's Islam Stupid".
The other day, I was following a little white pick up truck on the way to the store. Taped on the tailgate was an 8 1/2 x 11" piece of paper with the words "NUKE FACIST ISLAM".
I'm glad he was going to the store as well, as it gave me opportunity to tell him I agreed with his sentiment. He said that he was expecting his pick up to get trashed every time he drove it. I wished him well.
I remember there was a muslims against terrorism "rally"in D.C. a couple years back,less than 50 people showed up.Have you heard of Farrakhan?
I disagree...Correct use of language doesn't always get the point across to the people...Anyway, Islam is fascist in its nature, it doesn't necessarily mean the fascism was injected from Hitler or Mussolini.
In other news, 90 percent of rat poison is wheat.
Okay. Won't say islamic fascist any more. Islamofascist was good enough, or just plain islamist, or moronic murdering islamic terrorist.
CAIR....Yeah OK TROLL! GOOD ONE!
Are you an ISLAMIC FASCIST sympathizer?
Stuck on stupid, indeed!
Political Correctness is going to kill this country if it isn't stopped.
They hem and haw on a grand scale. Ah, must not criticize fellow moslem, must not call him a bad moslem.
It's Feingold, not Feinstein - not that it makes much difference... they all sound the same after a while.
Thinkerer is upset because BUSH WON and his boy KERRY LOST.
it is part of the modus operandi of these fascistic killers to say one thing in English press release and quite another in their mosques and coffee houses.
only a dupe of below normal IQ would fall for the CAIR sham.
In contrast, US japanese males in WWII put actions to their affirmation of loyalty and the 442 i think it was called, this military unit was sent to the toughest battlefields of europe where the japanese americans shed large quantities of blood showing real loyalty. How many CAIR members serving in combat in Iraq?
True fascist is not a perfect description as it gives Franco an undeserved bad name. The more precise description would be Islamo-Nazi killers. The reason this is more precise is because the affiliation is not based on shared political theology but rather on share psychopathy. Just as the German people we led to engage in mass delusional scapegoating justifying mass murder and irrational hatred of non-aryans, the wahabists mosques and schools of the Islamic world are systematically indocrinating millions of people in a psychological disorder precisely the same as that which drove Hitler and the other top Nazis to mass murder more than 12 million innocent men women and children.
Islamo-Nazi. it has been aptly said, When a christian fundamentalist proselytizes you, you have a headache for an hour... when a fundamentalist muslim proselytizes you, you are at risk of having your head severed from your body.
CAIR is a front group for Al-queda and an apologist for murder.
Feingold is a moron.
Feingold, Feinstein ... same thing. ;)
Upset is such a Liberal thing to be. Touchy-feely. Rage would be a Bedouin way to be, an honest masculine rage, none of this upset harem trivia. Rage has gravitas straight from the liver.
"When did the Senator start doing stand-up comedy?"
Feingold and the dem-libs are going to end up pushing for stuff like this:( it's for the children, doncha know..)
Politically Correct Little Red Riding Hood
There once was a young person named Little Red Riding Hood who lived on the edge of a large forest full of endangered owls and rare plants that would probably provide a cure for cancer if only someone took the time to study them.
Red Riding Hood lived with a nurture giver whom she sometimes referred to as "mother", although she didn't mean to imply by this term that she would have thought less of the person if a close biological link did not in fact exist.
Nor did she intend to denigrate the equal value of nontraditional households, although she was sorry if this was the impression conveyed.
One day her mother asked her to take a basket of organically grown fruit and mineral water to her grandmother's house.
"But mother, won't this be stealing work from the unionized people who have struggled for years to earn the right to carry all packages between various people in the woods?"
Red Riding Hood's mother assured her that she had called the union boss and gotten a special compassionate mission exemption form.
"But mother, aren't you oppressing me by ordering me to do this?"
Red Riding Hood's mother pointed out that it was impossible for womyn to oppress each other, since all womyn were equally oppressed until all womyn were free.
"But mother, then shouldn't you have my brother carry the basket, since he's an oppressor, and should learn what it's like to be oppressed?"
And Red Riding Hood's mother explained that her brother was attending a special rally for animal rights, and besides, this wasn't stereotypical womyn's work, but an empowering deed that would help engender a feeling of community.
"But won't I be oppressing Grandma, by implying that she's sick and hence unable to independently further her own selfhood?"
But Red Riding Hood's mother explained that her grandmother wasn't actually sick or incapacitated or mentally handicapped in any way, although that was not to imply that any of these conditions were inferior to what some people called "health".
Thus Red Riding Hood felt that she could get behind the idea of delivering the basket to her grandmother, and so she set off.
Many people believed that the forest was a foreboding and dangerous place, but Red Riding Hood knew that this was an irrational fear based on cultural paradigms instilled by a patriarchal society that regarded the natural world as an exploitable resource, and hence believed that natural predators were in fact intolerable competitors.
Other people avoided the woods for fear of thieves and deviants, but Red Riding Hood felt that in a truly classless society all marginalized peoples would be able to "come out" of the woods and be accepted as valid lifestyle role models.
On her way to Grandma's house, Red Riding Hood passed a woodchopper, and wandered off the path, in order to examine some flowers.
She was startled to find herself standing before a Wolf, who asked her what was in her basket.
Red Riding Hood's teacher had warned her never to talk to strangers, but she was confident in taking control of her own budding sexuality, and chose to dialogue with the Wolf.
She replied, "I am taking my Grandmother some healthful snacks in a gesture of solidarity."
The Wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone."
Red Riding Hood said, "I find your sexist remark offensive in the extreme, but I will ignore it because of your traditional status as an outcast from society, the stress of which has caused you to develop an alternative and yet entirely valid worldview. Now, if you'll excuse me, I would prefer to be on my way."
Red Riding Hood returned to the main path, and proceeded towards her Grandmother's house.
But because his status outside society had freed him from slavish adherence to linear, Western-style thought, the Wolf knew of a quicker route to Grandma's house.
He burst into the house and ate Grandma, a course of action affirmative of his nature as a predator.
Then, unhampered by rigid, traditionalist gender role notions, he put on Grandma's nightclothes, crawled under the bedclothes, and awaited developments.
Red Riding Hood entered the cottage and said,
"Grandma, I have brought you some cruelty free snacks to salute you in your role of wise and nurturing matriarch."
The Wolf said softly "Come closer, child, so that I might see you."
Red Riding Hood said, "Goddess! Grandma, what big eyes you have!"
"You forget that I am optically challenged."
"And Grandma, what an enormous, what a fine nose you have."
"Naturally, I could have had it fixed to help my acting career, but I didn't give in to such societal pressures, my child."
"And Grandma, what very big, sharp teeth you have!"
The Wolf could not take any more of these specist slurs, and, in a reaction appropriate for his accustomed milieu, he leaped out of bed, grabbed Little Red Riding Hood, and opened his jaws so wide that she could see her poor Grandmother cowering in his belly.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Red Riding Hood bravely shouted. "You must request my permission before proceeding to a new level of intimacy!"
The Wolf was so startled by this statement that he loosened his grasp on her.
At the same time, the woodchopper burst into the cottage, brandishing an ax.
"Hands off!" cried the woodchopper.
"And what do you think you're doing?" cried Little Red Riding Hood. "If I let you help me now, I would be expressing a lack of confidence in my own abilities, which would lead to poor self esteem and lower achievement scores on college entrance exams."
"Last chance, sister! Get your hands off that endangered species! This is an FBI sting!" screamed the woodchopper, and when Little Red Riding Hood nonetheless made a sudden motion, he sliced off her head.
"Thank goodness you got here in time," said the Wolf. "The brat and her grandmother lured me in here. I thought I was a goner."
"No, I think I'm the real victim, here," said the woodchopper. "I've been dealing with my anger ever since I saw her picking those protected flowers earlier. And now I'm going to have such a trauma. Do you have any aspirin?"
"Sure," said the Wolf.
"Thanks." said the woodchopper.
"I feel your pain," said the Wolf, and he patted the woodchopper on his firm, well padded back, gave a little belch, and said "Do you have any Maalox?"
AWESOME, PING!
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