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."
September 4, 1990: Ex-Muslim Mufti Murdered in Turkey By Uzay Bulut
Monday, September 06, 2021
Turan Dursun.
Jihad Watch : (Originally published on Israel Hayom under the title “Choosing between freedom and Islamism”, on August 26, 2014.)
The book you are holding in your hand is a book of a new
era marked for a more beautiful world. It is obvious that a more
beautiful world cannot be achieved without a freer world. And to
achieve a freer world, taboos must be broken. All kinds of chains that
bind freedoms must be broken.
This excerpt is from the preface of the first edition of the book “This is Religion,” by Turan Dursun.
Dursun’s father was of Turkish descent, and his mother, of Kurdish
descent. Born in Turkey in 1934, he was a former mufti and imam and an
open critic of Islam who fought for a freer and more humane world
despite pressures from the state, the public, and even his own father,
whose dream was to see him become a devoted cleric.
Dursun was a prestigious mufti in the cities where he worked. His
progressiveness and hard work were often covered by the national media,
and he sometimes wrote columns for national newspapers, as well. He
was frequently invited to official state ceremonies and was respected
by the public. He regularly visited villages to observe their problems,
and tried to offer solutions.
