The DC sniper case has been cracked, and it’s turned out to be a PC-pinko-lib’s worst nightmare. Contrary to the great expectations of Wolf Blitzer, Katie Couric, Maureen Dowd, and all the rest of the useful idiots, the perp is NOT a gun-toting Christian white male heterosexual. Not by a long shot! The perps are a Black Muslim ne’er do well and his young illegal alien companion, very likely engaged in a homosexual relationship.
Perhaps this case will be the one that finally puts a stake through the heart of the Left’s sick agenda. Let us consider some of the pertinent issues.
The fervent hope that a Timothy McVeigh, Jr. would be revealed as the killer, exposes the pathological self-hatred of this whole miserable cohort. And, while we’re at it, by all accounts, Timothy McVeigh was not a Christian, having proclaimed his atheism to several acquaintances. However, urban myths die hard, especially if they are actively promoted by the Information Mandarin Class.
That illegal immigration is a serious problem may be downplayed or even disputed by the ruling class, but the public at large is no longer being fooled. It’s just that we currently have nowhere to turn. With the Democrats addicted to cheap votes, and the majority of Republican candidates apparently owned by those addicted to cheap labor, it may take a few more 9/11’s to turn the tide. Imagine! If pathetic sure loser California gubernatorial candidate Bill Simon merely mentioned the word “immigration,” he would probably win. He won’t though, and he is destined to lose. Thus, perceived decorum is more important than victory. Why would ANYONE give money to the California Republican Committee?
While neither homosexual acts in general, nor man/youth liaisons as typified by our perps are flagrantly encouraged by the elite media, the gay lifestyle is celebrated as part of diversity. Even though one can hardly imagine a more pernicious circumstance than finding a young man, and transforming him from a drifter and petty criminal to a cold blooded killer, don’t expect to read about it in your favorite newspaper. Instead, you’ll be treated to pictorial tours–in the Sunday magazine section–of a lovely old house owned, occupied, and decorated by two gay professionals.
How tiresome it has become to hear about the “religion of peace,” especially in light of these shootings, and the terrorist takeover of a Moscow theater. As I have stated on many occasions, after every single one of the outrageous acts perpetrated in the name of Allah, the silence of so-called moderate Islam is deafening. Even after 9/11, when some statements were made, the mantra went something like this: “Of course we condemn these acts BUT…the US must reconsider its policy, etc.” Cold comfort that after the worst single terrorist attack in modern times, a “but” must be included in an already lukewarm condemnation.
The fact is, moderate Islam is comprised of those who would cheer on the sidelines while the radicals do the killing.
A number of years ago, I got a rare glimpse, for an American, into this moderate Islam. My company had been doing a fair amount of business with a small computer store owned by an outwardly pleasant Arab couple. Although the wife was always covered from head to toe, they would have defined “moderate” for any casual American observer. They knew that I’m Catholic, and invited me to dinner to “find out more about my beliefs.” I had barely stared getting into the basics of the faith when I found myself being ridiculed and insulted by the woman, now morphed into a fearful harridan. The husband was strangely quiet.
At some point, the conversation changed as the woman presented her beliefs. I gently questioned some of them, and she screamed out at the top of her lungs, “How dare you criticize the prophet, blessed be he!” Realizing that I had struck a nerve, I moved onto a topic current at the time. “Should Salman Rushdie be killed?” I asked. Within a millisecond they both replied, “Absolutely. He does not deserve to live!” Shortly after this, I made my exit. In subsequent encounters with the couple, they tried to act as if the evening never took place. People have always been willing to talk to me, about nearly any subject, and that personality trait clearly gave me access to a place that those two did not intend to take me.
Here then were the moderates. Quite happy to enrich themselves at the infidel’s trough, all the while carrying the water for the radicals. Isn’t diversity just great?