Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Evil Medieval Christians or Islam’s Victims Retaliating?
Tuesday, April 23, 2019
Vlad's impaling habits were picked up the “art” of impalement from this Ottoman sultan, who
regularly employed it.
Citing history—or, as shall be seen, pseudohistory—is one of the main
ways Islam’s apologists try to ennoble Muhammad’s creed and its
adherents. As a sort of counterbalance to purportedly noble Muslims,
medieval Christians are regularly presented as the epitome of hypocrisy,
intolerance, and greed. Commonly leading the pack are Vlad the
Impaler, Ivan “the Terrible,” and Tomas Torquemada (all featured in the
2002 book, The Most Evil Men and Women in History).
In reality, however, these three men—and the culture they lived in—were
significantly influenced by Islam; all three were surrounded by and fought
against Muslims their entire lives.
The historic figure of Vlad III (1430-1476)—whom the fictional,
bloodsucking character of Dracula is based on—is portrayed in the West
as a sadistic monster who loved nothing better than to impale his own
people and drink their blood—often while listening to monks sing hymns,
no less. CNN even claims that the Islamic State learned its sadistic methods of torture and execution from Vlad.
Reality tells a different story: the Romanian prince’s “beastly
little habit” of impaling his enemies, as one historian characterizes it, was
picked up from and almost exclusively used against the Turks and their agents. During his youth, Vlad was hostage to one of
history’s most depraved sultans—Muhammad (or “Mehmet”) II, who also kept Vlad’s
younger brother as a catamite. Vlad was
first introduced to the “art” of impalement from this Ottoman sultan, who
regularly employed it.
Eventually, and as part of his strategy to break away from Muslim
rule, Vlad resorted to impalement as a sort of tit for tat—to show the Ottomans
that he and his people could give as good as they got. Hence the irony: if Vlad is seen as a blood
drinking monster in the West, he is a national hero in Romania, for fighting and
resisting Islam for so long.