TV, Radio, and Print Journalism Sky-Hooting Toward the Frontier of Islamic Dementia As Well
Then, too, the mass-media in Islamic countries are fully bug-brained infested too . . . some to the rafters, pushing upward against the very limits of bughouse confinement. Thus Saudi, Syrian, and Egyptian TV finance and run 30 week-long serial sitcoms based on the Russian-Fascist Protocols of the Elders of Zion
, the Jews in them shown as cannibals and blood-suckers who, somehow, have found time on the side to run the world and hold Islam in unparalleled backwardness: backward in world-class ways in technology, science, literacy levels, secular education, economic growth, and diplomatic clout and prestige. Can't be home-grown backwardness, can it? I mean, the homies themselves aren't obviously responsible for such head-spinning retardation, are they
Then there's Turkey, allegedly an American ally; and yes, allegedly secular too . . . the only one of the 56 Islamic countries with legal secularism in its constitutional structure. For months now, the tolerant, literate Turks have jammed-packed their movie theaters to see the biggest film-hit in Turkey-History: in it, a squad of American soldiers, laughing and slapping one another's behinds, break into a wedding party of pious Muslims, slaughter them one-and-all, and then, to the tune of more laughter and foot-fetish frolics, call in the Jewish Med who races deftly --- as only Jewish doctors can --- from one half-dead Muslim corpse to another in order to cut out the living livers and kidneys and sell them for big profit to Jewish hospitals in New York.
A laugh a second at work in Islam these days wherever you look, wouldn't you agree? --- if it weren't for all the carnage that always follows.
IT GETS EVEN MORE BONKUS IN THE MUSLIM-KONKUS
We haven't mentioned the topper so far to these daffydill skyhootings yet . . . the freaked-out behavior with its cutting-edge venom, hatred, and crackling racism knowing no bounds, it seems, in up-to-date Islam.
Enter Clerical-Fascist Iran, the Revived Center of Muslim Mirth and Crackpot Paranoia
We're referring of course to the joke-a-second President of Iran, a brilliant one-liner expert who, regrettably, has to break off his knee-slapping news conferences full of Religion-of-Peace hopes for a Holocaust in Israel in order --- get this! --- to have his daily tête-à-tête with the Hidden Imam . . . the latter a literally ghostly guy who's been haunting Islamic crackpot minds since the 11th century.
For some reason --- just speculating, you understand --- the specter-imam's been impressed that such a brilliant Islamic scholar as Mo' Ahmadinejad now lives in the Presidential Palace; and so, hoping to work up some joint gag-writing with the rib-tickling President, the Ghost has decided to rest his wandering soul and take up residence himself in one of the dark dark inner-recesses of the palace . . . though not, we can wager, too far from the dungeons themselves, where daily a few hundred wayward women and dissenting men are whipped, tortured, and axed about by equally Pious Religious Police. The specter-guy, after all, must enjoy the screams and pleas for mercy that fill the palace's basement rooms, a sign that the Sharia --- totalitarian-style --- is at least being upheld in Iran, Saudi Arabia, and Sudan, even if Taliban Afghanistan has joined the Hidden Imam's fellows in the cemetery of history.
At which point, pardon a prof bug ape-like personal note here.
A former head of UC Santa Barbara's Amnesty International's local chapter, the prof himself --- though steeled to Islamic methods of torture in the aforementioned countries, plus Syria, Egypt, Algeria, Libya, Lebanon, Saddamite Iraq, Pakistan and what have you --- couldn't but be impressed by the Religious Police's inventive torture-methods whenever he read through the London-centered group's monthly reports. His favorite ? Well, it was reserved only for the real apostates in Iran itself: the eyes of the prisoners would be sliced out, and --- while their dying took days and sometimes a week or two --- acid was poured copiously into the bloody tissues where eye sockets used to be.
The Religion of Peace, you see, doesn't confine it creative antics to foot-stamping rap sessions alone.
But Prof Bug Digresses
Push you mind's eye now back upstairs to the chief prayer room itself in Teheran's Presidential Palace.
Just imagine the rib-tickling gags that must flow with sonic-speed when the yuck-yucking Hide-and-Seek Imam and the zinger-flinger Holocaust-threatening President get together for their daily pious chit-chats and exchange of gossip and up-to-the-second boffo throwaways. And how remarkably tolerant, when you think about it, totalitarian clerical-Fascist Iran must be. No kidding. In advanced countries, men and women who threaten to kill off their neighbors while gabbling daily to unseen spirits are certifiable plain and simple . . . regarded, to be precise, as paranoid-schizophrenics, and so locked up for their own and society's sake for treatment; but not, it goes without saying, in the most advanced of Islamic-lunatic countries.
No, the chief March-Hare Madman there becomes the President and zips off a ton of knee-slapping wisecracks in daily gab-fests with equally quick kibitzing ghosts. In Iran, apparently, that's not certifiable even in mushroom-cloud ways. Can't wait until the two of them get some nuclear weapons. Oh oh, better watch out Israel: their laugh-a-second Islamic bombs --- to go by what the Deep Islamic Thinkers of New York assure us --- will be surging downward over your cities any day now.
Does leave you wondering, doesn't it, how the radioactive clouds over Tel Aviv and Jerusalem and elsewhere will stay . . . well, stay put there rather than drifting over Palestinian areas, Lebanon, Syria, Turkey, Jordan, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, the Gulf States, and even --- all depending on the winds --- over Teheran and other Iranian cities, always assuming anyone is left alive in Iran after the Israelis with three nuclear-carrying submarines and hundreds of nuclear-carrying supersonic planes with cruise-missiles retaliate.
But then, the Deep Islamic Thinkers Society of New York has probably been too busy writing up their genocidal trash-talk rap to have time to debate this topic and think it through. And here, if the New York Thinkers would kind pardon Prof Bug's piggy-impudence, he'd like to suggest that when the said-debate takes place, the Hidden Imam himself be invited as the main invisible guest debater. I know, I know: it's an unwanted suggestion, however logical it might be.
Of course, some of you Sunni fruitcakes in the Thinkers Society might be angry that a Shi-ite ghost would have the impudence to lecture you on Koranic-inspired uses of nuclear weapons . . . you Giant Thinkers, we understand, not too enraptured with Shiites either, and convinced that --- no, prof bug isn't making this up, you'll see for yourself soon ---- that the Ayatollah Khomeini himself, the first totalitarian head of the Islamo-Fascist government in Iran, was a closet Pervert who has opened up the country to she-males, transvestites, and sex-changed males and females, all of whom, to believe the brainy Thinkers, have been multiplying faster than Australian rabbits ever since.
THE QUESTION REARS UP ONCE MORE:
HAVE WE BEEN EXAGGERATING ISLAMIC LUNACIES?
Is there, to be more concrete, any discernible limit to the Religion-of-Peace's Ding-Dong hatred and loose-in-the-bean fantasies for mass-destructive jihadi revenge against turnip-ghost enemies everywhere these days . . . not just Jewish Apes-and-Pigs, you understand; also Buddhists, Christians of all sorts, Confucians, Taoists, animists, Scientologists and other New-Age Spiritualists, not to forget hundreds of millions seculars world-wide too?
Well, Evidently Not
Who, after all, would have foreseen any of these head-case skyhootings before they actually occurred?
Even Prof Bug's gypsy fortune-teller, the equal of any in the world, has failed to anticipate them when he pays his nightly visits at 3:00 A.M. to her dark incest-laden studio out on the misty shoreline of the Pacific Ocean. Believe me, in crystal-gazing power, she's almost in the same league as the Hidden Imam himself --- even able, after 40 years of shooting craps at Las Vegas every week-end, to almost break even; and yet she has had to confess, full of shame for years now, that every time she tries to predict the next raging head-case breakthrough in Islamic hate and violence, her crystal just fogs over thicker than the sea-mist swirling around her pontoon-bolstered studio.
Will Astrology Help?
Alas, no. It doesn't matter what the stars are doing overhead or what phase the moon happens to be. Prof Bug's own Horoscope readings fail to anticipate Islamic lunacies any better. It's enough, prof bug has to tell you, to drive him to seek out some gifted fortune-cookie maker in Los Angeles or San Francisco for guidance here . . . only, well, truth to tell, he's sampled all the fortune-cookies at every Chinese restaurant between Tijuana and the Canadian border, and instead of help in predicting the next wave of Islamic nuttiness, he's ended up with acid indigestion and noodles coming out of his ears.
Then, too, if you still suspect exaggeration, keep in mind that the list of bughouse Islamic idiocies and terror just laid out is very abbreviated. It could be multiplied 10-fold or more.
And so, our conclusion much as we might hesitate to offer it up: maybe, just maybe
, there's no end in sight to the whacko-city paranoia and crazed malice, stone-age superstitions, and jihadi-barbarism that run amuck in Islamic circles these days. Maybe, like the theory of an endlessly expanding universe, the frontier of Islamic loony-tune fantasy and projected paranoia will continue to expand ad infinitum too.
Some speculative stuff, at any rate, worth pondering later in today's buggy article. And for a progressive Muslim's lengthy analysis, click here for his take on 'Why have the Arabs Gone Crazy in Such a Manner?'
"Anyone", he notes in the middle of his commentary, " who thinks and makes use of his intelligence in the Arab world is detestable, condemnable, and accursed; he is of the seed of serpents and the fruit of Satan, he is an agent of the new American colonialism, one who writes [in support] of the Marines, and a spy in the service of foreign intelligence agencies. The Islamists who hijacked Islam, stole it and counterfeited it ... are now leading the flocks of Arabs towards the annihilation of human history ... not through reason but through distorted emotions and promises of the hidden Hereafter, and through a lack of pure and simple faith in Allah. Indeed, the Arabs have lost their pure faith in Allah and have turned into slaves of blood-drenched religious totems, instead of being servants of Allah...
Toward the end of today's buggy, note that prof bug will have a lot more to say about the clash of civilizations unfolding within Islam between reasonable modernizers and the far more dominant, influential Dark-Age Thinkers, Imams, Sheiks, Muftis, professors, pundits, and media-propagandists who have increasingly held sway over the Arab and other Muslim masses. The clash isn't over. There is still some chance that the reformers and progressives, though tiny in number, will still prevail; but if so, only after major political and institutional changes in the dictatorships within the Muslim world are thoroughly reformed . . . the prospects for which aren't thumpingly promising, alas.
GIVEN UNPREDICTABLE ISLAMIC LUNACIES, WHAT MIGHT HELP?
Well, possibly a reinforcement --- pc-version --- of multicultural generosity and New Age spirituality as a global unifying force.
A joke? No way?
Not according to my fortune-teller last night when I paid her a visit: as eerie Trash-Rap screeched from a near-by barge off-shore, she gazed in silence for several minutes at her crystal ball and then --- a bright smile on her face --- looked up and said that she forsees a multitude of Hollywood and musical celebrities rushing into concert to help win over the Islamic Thinkers Society and its numerous world-wide admirers to a more loose, freewheeling form of love, joy, and peace. I
n particular, she said, we can anticipate a soon-to-be scheduled warm-hearted rap-concert chanted by Enimen, a kind of follow-through love-fest in which the guest-of-honor Islamic Thinkers's Hip-Hop chorus prove, with remarkable logic, that if no nuclear bombs have yet Kaboomed Israel and Jews, it's because the world-conspiracy actually controls Islamo-fascist Iran.
Sisss, Boom, Rah-Rah-Rah;
Iran and Jews, Bah, Bah, Bah!
Mushroom Cloud, Mushroom Cloud,
Pray tell, where Art Thou?
We need your Clout! It's all About . . .
Islamic Rule all over the Jew.
The Jews, you see, Are Everywhere,
Lots been seen sipping sinful beer,
And others By Jove heard to swear!
So Mushroom Cloud! Mushroom Cloud!
Do your booming stuff and that'll be Enough!
But Mushroom Cloud,
When you do your stuff, blast and all
Plus lots of gall and radioactive fall
Be Sure to make your boom very loud!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!,
Music to our ear
Very loud and clear!
At which point, just as Enimem --- all lathered up, in a high-coiled diss'n mode --- raps out a few more lines about Detroit and its delightful trailer-parks and 3-Star greasy spoons, where the Genius Islamic Thinkers are told they'll be welcome, Madonna herself, just back from a twirl around the block to restore her virginity, will leap in a burst of flash upon the stage and bestow on the smelly sweaty rapper a deep-tongue soul kiss full of slobber. And then --- with the Deep Islamic Thinkers' applause ear-splitting by now, the guys having trouble not to hip-hop along in prancing gyrations --- joyously lead Enimem and his rap group from 8 Mile
into belting out further Islamic lunacies . . . all in a show, you understand, of more multicultural generosity:
"So lighten up, guys!"
Madonna sings away.
"Put away those suicide-belts and all those knives!
Kiss your wives, hum some vibes,
And get new lives,
Without the ol'paranoid drives!
"Look at me,
Yeh, Yeh right at me,
Once a fool,
But now so cool.
I found ol'Kaballah, See!
And believe you me,
It's the sole way to be!"
The sole way to be!
Yeh, Yeh, Yeh!
Yet More Mirth?
Or possibly, as the culminating Muslim lunacy of the month, there'll be a new hit Broadway Musical starring Nathan Lane, Gene Wilder, and Daffy Duck --- Mel Brooks the director --- called The Kaboomers
in which the first scene as it unfolds shows how Jews have used the CIA to zap bin Laden's brain with a big Buck-Roger's ray-gun from the other side of the Moon, and then --- as Daffy quacks away, joined by Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd as a sort of Greek Chorus (Elmer with shotgun in hand and incurably swallowing his r's
) --- carefully re-program poor bin-Laden's zapped brain's cells and cortex so that he and al Qaeda have been slyly transformed into a front for the CIA and the Mossad. After all, what better way to divert attention from the real terrorists of the world . . . the Jewish cabal itself, which, truth to tell --- and here prof bug risks being booted out of the cabal for divulging this top-secret stuff --- is headquartered at the 56th Street Delicatessen in Manhattan.
Good. Nowpicture the scene, the stage pitch-black and then --- as the curtain rises and the lights begin to come on slowly ---the audience finds itself looking in on the Delicatessen at 11:30 P.M. one night. All at once the corner table is brightly spotlighted, and a waiter rushes from it toward the kitchen door on the far stage-right, shouting:
Hold the pastrami for table two! Can't you see: the computer-guy's busy there wiring al-Zarqawi's Mossad agent to blow up a mosque or two in central Baghdad. Ha Ha! Good thing we can keep this secret from the brilliant Society of Islamic Thinkers!
Time Passes, The Audience Goes Wild
We are now in the final scene, the curtain rising to show the former dance-group of SS-Nazi dancers from The Producers
prancing out onto the stage . . . all 77 guys and girls, the latter in very sexy leather boots and full black-drag, whips and all. Immediately, from a long popped-down staircase that stretches from the the floor to a painted Paradise at stage-top, a fist-raising mob of Islamic Thinker-dancers in short Tu-Tu's and panty-hose streams onto the stage, likewise goose-stepping, and join hands with the SS-dancers. Together, they start singing the Horst Wessel Lieder,
Hitler's favorite song, the one group belting it out in Wagnerian German, and the other in the hip-hop rhythms of Middle East rap.
A minute or two zings by, the audience roaring and clapping wildly as the German-sung words of the Horst-Wessel clang harshly in their Wagnerian stridency with the classical Arab lyrics twanged out by the Tu-Tu Wearing Panty-Hosed Islamic Thinkers. Suddenly, the music stops. No more Horst Wessel. The Orchestra switches tunes, very softly at first.
Then, in well-rehearsed maneuvers --- goose-stepping in cadence --- the two dance troupes move slowly to line up in four columns spread from one wing of the stage to the other, each Tu-Tu clad member of the Religion-of-Peace interspersed between two black-outfitted SS Nazis. The music grows louder in a series of hard cadenced rap-rhythms. Deftly, in daring can-can style, the 155 SS Troopers and Tu-Tu Thinkers on stage begin kicking their booted and panty-hosed legs upward ever higher, ever faster, the columns cart-wheeling simultaneously around the stage . . . the jackboots of the SS and the dainty padded-slippers of the Tu-Tu Thinkers pounding the floor one moment like Irish step-dancers in a frenzy, only to lift high in unison the next. Both groups look good. Their movements are a marvel to behold. It's hard to tell whether the SS-Troopers shouldn't be Islamic Thinkers, or the Islamic Thinkers are actually surviving SS-Troopers.
More or less, come to think of it, like the former Mufti of Jerusalem . . . the spiritual leader of the Palestinians who, as a fervent Nazi, took refuge in Berlin during World War II where he became a close friend of Adolf Hitler himself. So much so that he then helped organize the notorious mass-murdering Bosnian SS-Division, the Handshar, which slaughtered tens of thousands of Serbs and Jews in Yugoslavia. The Mufti also liked to visit the Nazi Death Camps. It gave him a thrill to see the Jews being gassed. He told Hitler that they should be set up in Palestine for any Jews left alive once the Germans won the war. Alas, the Nazis lost the war, the Mufti was condemned by the Nuremberg Tribunals for war-crimes, and both Britain and Tito's Yugoslavia put out warrants for his arrest and execution.
Fortunately for him, the Mufti hotfooted it out of Berlin just in time to Cairo, whose corrupt government refused to hand him over to either British or Yugoslav authorities. There he became the personal mentor of the young Yasser Arafat, whose friendship and devotion the Mufti so appreciated that he later claimed the two of them were blood-related. It was a fabrication, this claim. Fabrications, though --- as we've become more accustomed to --- seem to flourish more than truths in much of Islam since then. [Click here for a good overview of the Handschar's notorious history, including its blessings by the pro-Nazi Mufti of Jerusalem, who lived in Berlin during WWII, collaborated with Hitler and the Nazi leaders in several ways, and who was condemned after the war by the Nuremberg Trial for war crimes. Note, again, the picture of the Mufti as he reviews the SS Muslim troops in Bosnia.
Back to Mel
The audience continues roaring and clapping. Not since Irish step-dancing and Mel's The Producers
has anything like The Kaboomers!
been seen on Broadway, or anywhere else. Suddenly, to the audience's delight --- even as their jack-boots and the panty-hosed slippers bang down and lift ever faster, ever higher, ever noisier --- the 155 Black-Clad SS-Troopers and Tu-Tu Thinkers begin belting out a new hip-hop version of The Producers'
hit song: Springtime for Hitler
. . . Bill-the-Islamo-Druggy-Cat now conducting the entire 85-member orchestra. Metal-clad Opus himself, a skull-and-bones emblem fittingly displayed as shown in the sneaky Mossad-clicked photo earlier on here, pops up front stage from a trap-door and grabs the mike, right next to Hodge-Pot, the Bonkers Bunny-Drummer, and one and all the Nazis and the Islamic Thinkers sock out the lyrics in rapturous headbanging form:
It's no longer Nazi spring-time in Germany,
But hey, it's spring-time in Teheran,
And it's hopeful time in Damascus,
That's where women who are loose,
Are getting whipped and hung by noose,
And apostates are getting axed,
just for talking sassy-back
here and there,
For our Faith of Peace;
While Allah's Bomb-Makers are busy, busy
Preparing a Big-Blast Holocaust,
And leave all Jews and Infidels
In a really deadly tizzy
Ha Ha Ha!Ha! Ha!
Yes, the guys in Teheran
very busy busy,
Thanks to Hidden Imam
and President What's-His-Name
And so a Mushroom Cloud is on its way,
To decimate you know who,
Each and every nasty Jew.
Ha Ha Ha! Ha! Ha!
That includes the Joos in New York
And in London, Paris, Rome, and Amsterdam
And in other places where we can,
Just to prove that we've the upper hand.
Islam Ueber Alles!
Ueber Alles in der Welt!
Then Islam will surely dominate,
Islam again the global heavy-weight
Islam ruling Ueber-Alles all around the big wide world,
Islam the peoples' only word.
Booma Boom! Booma Boom! Booma-Boom! Boom!
Islam Ueber Alles in der ganzen Welt!
Thanks Mel! Thanks SS guys and girls.
Thanks, too, you cute Tu Tu-clad Thinkers, including Bill-the-Islamo-Cat, Boing-Boing Jew-Bunny, and --- lest we forget --- no one less than the leader of the group, Steve Best . . . former Jewish lawyer and landlord of the Islamic Thinkers Society who supplied the dough for the Thinkers' rehearsals with the SS-troupe, right down to the Fred-Astaire moves and Hitlerian salutes. (The Thinkers would also like to take this opportunity to thank the 56th Street Delicatessen for its Kosher Pastrami sandwiches and near-beer beverages sent right to the Broadway Theater and the daily rehearsal bouts. The members of the New York Thinkers Society can only hope that sooner or later the cooks at the Delicatessen will convert and continue to make them such yummy snacks. They even promise Paradise for the Head Chef himself.)
BACK TO REALITY:
WILL THE DEEP THINKERS OF NEW YORK AND OTHERS MOVE THE FRONTIER OF OBSESSIVE PARANOID-CONSPIRACY FANTASY OUTWARD TOWARD INTERSTELLAR SPACE?
An apropos question, no? And the apropos answer: Not a doubt in the world possible here.
The New York lads, let's face it, seem full of demiurgic creativity . . . no boundaries even visible yet; and maybe never. As a clear augury of their boundless lunatic imagination, you'll find at the end of today's buggy article a totally screw-loose study the Islamic Thinkers Institute has put out about the Ayatollah Khomeini . . . the revolutionary totalitarian who ruled Shi-ite Iran after the Islamic Revolution himself a fanatical ding-a-ling full of hatred, venom, and extreme paranoid tendencies. The Deep Islamic Thinkers take on the Shiite leader --- these Sunni-eggheads not fond at all, alas, of their Shiite brethren --- is that Khomeini was a closet Pervert who opened up Iran to be run by she-males, transvestites, and sex-changed men.
No, Instead of Waiting,
let's give you a foretaste of the Deep Thinkers' luminous insights into that Revolutionary Hate-Filled leader's transgressions:
" . . . More than 15 years after Khomeini's death, the cleric's unlikely religious judgement means that Iran now has one of the world's largest populations of transexuals, and the fatwa itself has become the stuff of legend.
"A theology student told me that he delivered his verdict after he was contacted by a couple who no longer experienced any physical pleasure. He advised them to change sex and, once the woman had become a man and the man a woman, then to remarry," says Mahnaz Javaheri, 42, the mother of Athena, a 20-year-old who, as she puts it, "needed to be freed of her man's body". A devout Muslim, Mahnaz says that if the three imams she consulted hadn't given their permission, she would never have let her son Hadi become Athena, "even if it meant him committing suicide. These three great ayatollahs all said that he should have the operation as soon as possible."
Come on, you say you didn't know that? Then you should be subscribing to the Society's good-humored web-site, all infidels of good faith welcome if you carefully register.
Refocus Your Attention Now:
Fantasize how the mirthful Deep Thinkers will prove beyond all doubt in a future NY Times op-ed
how Jews --- these half-humanoid-descendants of apes and pigs, led by Mickey Mouse (the latter really Porky Pig in rodent-drag) --- are responsible for what the former Prime Minister Mahathir of Malaysia told the assembled heads of 56 Islamic countries at the Islamic Summit in 2003 was the creation of all modern ideologies, including democracy and globalizing capitalism, in order to control the world's 6 billion people . . . Jews essentially 1/4 of 1.0% of that total.
My, how clever Jews must be. Fifteen million of them, and governing (openly) just one country:
And how much Muslims appear to relish such excuse-making for their countries' comic-opera backwardness.
Paranoia and Conspiratorial Quack-Stuff in High Islamic Political Circles Too
At the Islamic Summit, Mahathir Mohamad's novel insights into modernity brought the 56 heads of state to their feet, their accompanying applause loud and clamorous --- very clamorous, and why not?
When you get down to it, why wouldn't the 53 or so Muslim dictators present be elated to slough off the responsibility for Islam's troubles and backwardness and the sense of pervasive humiliation (pace
Mahathir himself) that follows onto the real culprits, Mickey and Porky and Daffy Duck --- not to overlook King Kong The Monster Ape-Jew, who possibly figures daily in the nightmares of the deep Thinkers at the Islamic Society.
Just imagine how frightening it must be . . . you know, living there in New York with this 100 foot vicious Jew-Ape out loose every night, clambering to the top of the Empire State Building at unpredictable hours to spy right into the boudoirs of the Muslim Thinkers themselves! No good sex possible with that Jew-Monster loose, is there? Well, maybe a lash or two on a reluctant bored wife, but that's all; possibly a threatened honor-killing too, but no follow-through --- not with the infidel neighbors hearing the screams. It's enough to give the Deep Islamic Thinkers the willies, right? Might even drive a few to a secret drink or two to calm the nerves . . . the shameful sin to then be blamed on the Giant Ape-Jew himself --- oh, those awful six-foot laser ape-eyes peering down on you all night long from skyscraping heights
[a stanza to appear in the next song-book published by the Islamic Thinkers Society --- and of course to be blamed as well at the other end of the molecular spectrum on tiny Babe
Who? You know . . . Babe
, the sheep-herding pig in an Australian film singled out for an award by the mobbing Jews of Hollywood for cleverness a few years back.
Come on, wasn't it obvious from the start of the film that clever Babe oinked in an Australian dialect full of Yiddish slang?
Even dense Prof bug caught on within a few moments. Made him proud to think how Babe, Mickey, Porky, Daffy, Donald, Bugs, King-K, Ricky Road-Runner, Gerald McBoing-Boing, Mr. Magoo-the-Jew, Elmer-the-Fudd, Rudolf The-Rednosed-Chanukah-Deer, Tom and Jerry-the-Little Rat-Rodent, and the rest of the Einstein-like guys control everyone else around the world. Yep . . . right down to being, as we've seen, to being the landlords who own the building and property of the civic-minded, good-natured haters of the Islamic Thinkers Society of New York.
Come on, Steve: did you tick off the Thinkers by raising their rent a couple of percent this last year? Are you trying to give Jews a bad name as extra-sharpie usurers?
In the End, What Else Can We Say?
Well, this for sure: With giant thinkers like Mahathir, Saudi Sheiks, and brainy New York Islamic Thinkers to illuminate how the complex world works in reality, at any rate when you penetrate to its core, what need would Islamic countries have of better secular education?
Sure, why not just straggle along with the lowest literacy rates world-wide found in the 21 Arab countries?
Sooner or later, with mushroom clouds just a click or two away from some philanthropic Islamo-Fascist dictator, Islam's bound to rejuvenate itself, and overnight --- Kaboom! Bang! Blam! --- power, influence, prestige, innovation, scientific advance, and technological wonder will have moved to the Muslim world, wealth and riches to follow the day after. With lots of clever rap-artists of a Dark Age sort for entertainment nightly on Muslim-run TV. In between, of course, all those entertaining news-reel scenes of unglued Muslim berserkers going ape
--- oh oh, pardon my Yiddish --- and burning some Christian churches in Africa, the Middle East, and Asia while killing a few hundred of the infidels in nightly festivities to protest a handful of offensive cartoons published by an obscure newspaper in one of Europe's tiniest countries, whose language is spoken by about 4 million people world-wide.
It's all very edifying, wouldn't you say?
All of which does leave you wondering, though, about one thing. If the Muslim ding-a-lings are right, how is it that --- until the mushroom-cloud revenge is completed and Islam soars to new heights of power, wealth, and glory --- the 15 million descendants of apes and pigs could have become so crafty and big-brained to be the current collective Man
And Remember: We Must Give Credit Where It's Due:
From a psycho-dynamic viewpoint, the key innovation in the bellowing rhythmic raps of our good-natured fellow Americans in the Islamic Thinkers Society lies elsewhere.
Specifically, you see, it's rare to find a swarm of Islamist crackpots illustrating in plain language what is meant by a paranoid fantasy-projection
: attributing to others half-conscious or unconscious urges and desires that the paranoid person is reluctant to admit to himself. In this case, the fantasized projection is that Jews control the world, and the usually unacknowledged urge and desire behind the projection is then, holy of holies, nicely spelled out for us toward the end of the screed by the howling fruitcakes in a stanza of of the old college-try yell: Islam should replace the 15 million Jews and dominate the world in their stead.
A worthy topic, no? No doubt already on the debating agenda of the Islamic Thinkers Society any day now. Join prof bug in visualizing how it will likely unfold:
Be Sure, Fellow Thinkers, To Attend Our Forthcoming Debate for the Last Week in April:
"Resolved: the Muslim Thinkers Society of New York think that Islam should or should not dominate the world.
"Guest speakers will be Rabbi David SlingHand and Cantor Samuel Samson from the Emannuel Temple of Manhattan pitted against our illustrious Society's two champion debaters, Swifty al-Goliath and Whiplash Willy bin-Bonkers . . . both just back from a lengthy visit to the caves of Northern Pakistan, where they brought several CARE packages of dynamite, nails, jagged shrapnel, and Do-Itself-Belts of the latest chic fashion to the besieged cave-dwellers there. Delicious Kool-Aid and Cactus-cookies will be served after the debate, and Swifty and Whiplash Willy will display photos taken of the latest defensive tactics used by the cave-dwellers against their apostate and infidel oppressors. A CAUTION: In case Members' wives and children might find the photos excessively gory, parental and spouse-permission will be needed before they can enjoy the depicted scenes. Otherwise, guys, please cover all burkas and keep the kids in the Mini-Vans outside in the parking lot.
"As an added pleasure to round out the evening's entertainment, please note that Cantor Samson has promised to join our rap-choir and lead it in a rousing recital of its latest hip-hop song-fest heard for the first time in public yesterday on the streets before the Israeli Embassy:
"Islam will dominate the world
Islam is the only solution
Islam will dominate the world
Islam is the only solution
La ilaha il Allah, Muhammad-ur Rasool Allah"
"Please remember that all Thinking Members will be required to check in their switch-blade scimitars before entering the debating chamber. That goes for you, Saddam and Ali: yeah guys, no exceptions will be tolerated for you two any longer! As for those several Members who are suspected of being FBI agents, they will be kindly asked to deposit all their cell phones and microscopic recording machines before entering the chamber "
P.S. "The behavior of certain members at last week's debate --- the subject, you recall, was whether al Qaeda martyrs soar directly to Paradise after their ultimate sacrifice or must first be bathed by nurse-angels to remove their gore and heal their wound --- was deplorable.
We remind everyone that no death threats are to be shouted at any dissenters before the end of the first minute of their presentation, and those of you who clamored that the invited Nurse-Speaker, Sister Mary, from Sacred Heart Hospital be beheaded right then and there know full well that all beheadings have to be undertaken out in the alleyway behind the Society, and at Mid-Night only. MID-NIGHT, you got that? Trying to bum-rush her back there right off the podium was totally unacceptable. It was impolite and a clear violation of the Society's rules. Remember too: any Fatwa promulgating such execution has to be signed by at least three members of the High Council, and those who disobey the rules will have three fingers sliced off as punishment.
We are, after all, a people of laws. What would the world think of such bad etiquette if some Mossad photographer had been sneaking around the Society and slipper the photo to the Zionist's New York Times to discredit it?
Note that to ensure full compliance, the fines for any future violations of these rules will be doubled.
AND NOW ON TO THE FROLICKING GOOD-HUMORED DING-A-LING RAPPERS THEMSELVES
Islamists' message to Israel at New York City rally: "The mushroom cloud is on its way!"
By Steven Emerson
Investigative Project on Terrorism (IPT) Newswire - April 21, 2006 : The Queens-based Islamic Thinkers Society (ITS) held a rally yesterday outside of the Israeli Consulate in Manhattan. Members of the Islamic Thinkers Society are easily identified by their Khilafah flags and provocative signs as well as rhetoric against homosexuals, Jews, Christians, Danes and others, depending on the hot button issue at the moment. Yesterday's rally was held in response to Monday's Tel Aviv bombing that killed 9 and injured scores. While carrying signs including "Islam will Dominate" with a picture of an Islamic flag over the White House, the small but loud group of men chanted threatening slogans (video of the rally will be posted on the Counterterrorism Blog soon):
Leader (in Arabic):
"With our blood and our lives we will liberate al Aqsa!
[The rest also respond in Arabic:] With our blood and our lives we will liberate al Aqsa!
Israeli Zionists What do you say? The real Holocaust is on its way
Response: Allahu Akbar!
Response: Allahu Akbar!
Israeli Zionists, What do you say?
How many women have you raped today?
Israeli Zionists, What do you say?
How many children have you killed today?
Zionists, Zionists You will pay!
The Wrath of Allah is on its way!
Israeli Zionists You shall pay!
The Wrath of Allah is on its way!
The mushroom cloud is on its way!
The real Holocaust is on its way!
We are not your average Muslims,
We are the Muslims of Was al Sunnah
We will not accept the United Nations, they are the criminals themselves
They get paid by the Israeli and the US government to do their job.
We don't recognize United Nations as a body
We only recognize Allah
Israel won't last long…
Indeed, Allah will repeat the Holocaust right on the soil of Israel
Response: Allahu Akbar!
* * *
No wonder they call you sons of apes and pigs because that's what you are.
We know many government services are watching us
Such as the FBI…CIA…Mossad, Homeland Security…
We know we are getting on their nerves
And so are you….
So we say the hell with you!
May the FBI burn in Hell
CIA burn in Hell
Mossad burn in Hell
Homeland Security burn in hell!!
Islam will dominate the world
Islam is the only solution
Islam will dominate the world
Islam is the only solution
La ilaha il Allah, Muhammad-ur Rasool Allah
* * *
Another mushroom cloud, right in the midst of Israel!
ADDENDUM: Oh Oh!
Just when you think the fruitcake conspiratorial stuff and other flourishing lunacies spawned by crackpot Muslims has reached the frontier of moonbat dementia, the infinitely fertile minds at the Thinkers Society of New York surprise you with new bats-in-the-belfry creativity that shows how their Islamic love of peace and good-will extend to other groups . . . even, in a spirit of ecumenical generosity, to Shi-ite Muslims in Iran. What, to Shi-ite Iran? Yes, no BS-ing about it.
Consider, to get down to cases, this thoughtfully researched publication put out by the Islamic Thinkers on why transsexuals, she-males, and sex-changed perverts (in their view) swarm all over Iran these days, courtesy, you see, of the Ayatollah Khomeini himself. Yes, your eyes aren't deceiving you: Khomeini himself . . . whose hatred of infidels and calls for killing them all off --- a duty of all Muslims world-wide who aren't chicken-hearted, he insisted and that was documented in the previous buggy article, --- isn't necessarily a sign of his own Islamic love of peace and generosity toward his fellow-man, at any rate in the eyes of the deep deep Thinkers themselves.
The reason: well, if we're to believe these Deep DEEP Islamic Thinkers of New York, the fanatic founder of the Iranian Clerical-Fascist regime was really something of a closet Pervert who stopped just short, it appears, of legitimizing a marriage between a sex-changed woman with her former male self. So read on. Be enlightened, no end to the screw-loose stuff at work in certain parts of Islam these days.
Iran's Transexual Revolution
Milad gives thanks to Allah five times a day and, while doing so, always offers a special prayer to the late Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini, "without whom," he says, "every transexual would have had to leave Iran. He was the first to issue a fatwa authorizing a man or woman to change their sex."
More than 15 years after Khomeini's death, the cleric's unlikely religious judgement means that Iran now has one of the world's largest populations of transexuals, and the fatwa itself has become the stuff of legend. "A theology student told me that he delivered his verdict after he was contacted by a couple who no longer experienced any physical pleasure. He advised them to change sex and, once the woman had become a man and the man a woman, then to remarry," says Mahnaz Javaheri, 42, the mother of Athena, a 20-year-old who, as she puts it, "needed to be freed of her man's body". A devout Muslim, Mahnaz says that if the three imams she consulted hadn't given their permission, she would never have let her son Hadi become Athena, "even if it meant him committing suicide. These three great ayatollahs all said that he should have the operation as soon as possible."
The real story behind Khomeini's fatwa is scarcely less dramatic than the apocryphal version. He issued it in 1983, after a man named Fereydoon, who had made several unsuccessful attempts to gain an audience with the Iranian leader, eventually forced his way into Khomeini's private rooms. Fereydoon persuaded the cleric that he was a woman trapped in as man's body by revealing the breasts he had grown thanks to a course of hormone treatment....
Other Sexual Advice from the Aytollah Khomeini's Blue Book For Those in Need of It:
Apparently, the infidel-hating Ayatollah was an expert on all matters sexual. In a recent Mark Steyn commentary that reviews Oriana Fallaci's latest work on Islam and Europe, you find the following gem:
Signora Fallaci then moves on to the livelier examples of contemporary Islam -- for example, Ayatollah Khomeini's "Blue Book" and its helpful advice on romantic matters: "If a man marries a minor who has reached the age of nine and if during the defloration he immediately breaks the hymen, he cannot enjoy her any longer." I'll say. I know it always ruins my evening. Also: "A man who has had sexual relations with an animal, such as a sheep, may not eat its meat. He would commit sin." Indeed. A quiet cigarette afterwards as you listen to your favourite Johnny Mathis LP and then a promise to call her next week and swing by the pasture is by far the best way. It may also be a sin to roast your nine-year-old wife, but the Ayatollah's not clear on that.