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."
Why Islamists Have Always Preferred Blondes By Raymond Ibrahim
Saturday, January 11, 2025
Middle East Forum : The ongoing revelations of Muslim “grooming gangs” targeting young
white girls for sexual exploitation in the UK is as old as Islam itself,
and even traces back to Muhammad.
Much literary evidence attests
to this in the context of Islam’s early predations on Eastern and Greek
Europeans. According to Ahmad M. H. Shboul (author of Byzantium and the
Arabs: The Image of the Byzantines as Mirrored in Arabic Literature) the
Eastern Roman Empire (“Byzantium”) was the “classic example of the
house of war,” or Dar al-Harb — that is, the quintessential realm that
needs to be conquered by jihad. Moreover, it was seen “as a symbol of
military and political power and as a society of great abundance.”
The
similarities between pre-modern Islamic views of Eastern Rome and
modern Islamic views of the West — powerful, affluent, desirable, but
also the greatest of all infidels — should be evident. But they do not
end here. To the medieval Muslim mindset, Byzantium was further
representative of “white people” — fair- haired/-eyed Christians, or, as
they were known in Arabic, Banu al-Asfar, “children of yellow”
(reference to blonde hair).
Continues Shboul:
The
Byzantines as a people were considered as fine examples of physical
beauty, and youthful slaves and slave-girls of Byzantine origin were
highly valued…. The Arab’s appreciation of the Byzantine female has a
long history indeed. For the Islamic period, the earliest literary
evidence we have is a hadith (saying of the Prophet). Muhammad is said
to have addressed a newly converted [to Islam] Arab:
“Would you like the
girls of Banu al-Asfar?” Not only were Byzantine slave girls sought
after for caliphal and other palaces (where some became mothers of
future caliphs), but they also became the epitome of physical beauty,
home economy, and refined accomplishments. The typical Byzantine maiden
who captures the imagination of litterateurs and poets, had blond hair,
blue or green eyes, a pure and healthy visage, lovely breasts, a
delicate waist, and a body that is like camphor or a flood of dazzling
light.
Ahmad M. H. Shboul
While the essence of the above excerpt is true, the reader should not
be duped by its overly “romantic” tone. Written for a Western academic
publication by an academic of Muslim background, the essay is naturally
euphemistic to the point of implying that being a sex slave was
desirable — as if her Arab owners were enamored devotees who merely
doted over and admired her beauty from afar.