So they lived the American dream, did they? And the president is keeping us safe, is he?
Published: Monday, December 07, 2015 10:45 AM
A house filled with some 2,000 rounds of ammunition and nobody saw nothin’. Zip.
The place was crawling with a massive arsenal of weapons that likely filled the garage to the kitchen sink -- but who, me?
Nothing. Looked pretty normal, say relatives, friends, acquaintances and anybody who visited a house that was stockpiled for mass destruction.
Even people who lived in and around the house – WHAT? We saw nothing unusual.
They had to step over and around a mountain of Improvised Explosive Devices (IED) to get from the living room to the bathroom, but nobody winced?
Typical American wifey in a hijab. Most likely clipped coupons to save on milk and explosives.
Nobody asked – “Yo, Syed, what’s this?”
That’s what we are supposed to believe. Nobody else but those two had a hand in the murder of 14 innocents in San Bernardino.
Accomplices? Zero. So they say and so we are expected to believe.
Mr. Obama spoke to us a few moments ago. Finally called it terrorism, though not Islamic terrorism. For us to guess.
He announced that he is taking the fight to ISIS. We should feel safe.
Except that ISIS, or ISIL, as he calls it, is one problem.
Worse is the local, the unaffiliated but radicalized freelancer who comes from within our own neighborhood.
We know where ISIS lives. But for the introvert, the retail operator we have no address until it’s too late. Case in point, San Bernardino.
We are not at war with Islam, said the president, so no wonder people who knew the Farooks were shocked…shocked!
Typical Americans, say people who knew them.
Quiet. Unassuming. Friendly. Hard-working, Doting father. Loving mother. Played Scrabble. How do you spell jihad? Capital J?
There were no clues. Nope. Nothing to suggest a husband and wife radicalized to the hilt and armed to the teeth.
“They lived the American dream,” said a neighbor, who likewise saw nothing, knew nothing, suspected nothing. Nothing at all.
Golly, he was born here, good old Syed. What more do you want? Wife came from Pakistan. Wonderful country, Pakistan.
So what if, as rumor has it, he hated Jews and maybe Christians. Doesn’t everybody? A regular Joe, Syed.
She kept to herself, did Tashfeen. All agree to this. Typical American wifey in a hijab. Most likely clipped coupons to save on milk and explosives.
“They were the perfect couple,” say people who knew them as the perfect couple.
Too bad it had to end like this. Obviously it was our fault. Global warming.
So the president assures us that he is keeping us safe.
Ban Radical Islamists and those Syrian migrants from entering the country and we’ll start believing.
The place was crawling with a massive arsenal of weapons that likely filled the garage to the kitchen sink -- but who, me?
Nothing. Looked pretty normal, say relatives, friends, acquaintances and anybody who visited a house that was stockpiled for mass destruction.
Even people who lived in and around the house – WHAT? We saw nothing unusual.
They had to step over and around a mountain of Improvised Explosive Devices (IED) to get from the living room to the bathroom, but nobody winced?
Typical American wifey in a hijab. Most likely clipped coupons to save on milk and explosives.
Nobody asked – “Yo, Syed, what’s this?”That’s what we are supposed to believe. Nobody else but those two had a hand in the murder of 14 innocents in San Bernardino.
Accomplices? Zero. So they say and so we are expected to believe.
Mr. Obama spoke to us a few moments ago. Finally called it terrorism, though not Islamic terrorism. For us to guess.
He announced that he is taking the fight to ISIS. We should feel safe.
Except that ISIS, or ISIL, as he calls it, is one problem.
Worse is the local, the unaffiliated but radicalized freelancer who comes from within our own neighborhood.
We know where ISIS lives. But for the introvert, the retail operator we have no address until it’s too late. Case in point, San Bernardino.
We are not at war with Islam, said the president, so no wonder people who knew the Farooks were shocked…shocked!
Typical Americans, say people who knew them.
Quiet. Unassuming. Friendly. Hard-working, Doting father. Loving mother. Played Scrabble. How do you spell jihad? Capital J?
There were no clues. Nope. Nothing to suggest a husband and wife radicalized to the hilt and armed to the teeth.
“They lived the American dream,” said a neighbor, who likewise saw nothing, knew nothing, suspected nothing. Nothing at all.
Golly, he was born here, good old Syed. What more do you want? Wife came from Pakistan. Wonderful country, Pakistan.
So what if, as rumor has it, he hated Jews and maybe Christians. Doesn’t everybody? A regular Joe, Syed.
She kept to herself, did Tashfeen. All agree to this. Typical American wifey in a hijab. Most likely clipped coupons to save on milk and explosives.
“They were the perfect couple,” say people who knew them as the perfect couple.
Too bad it had to end like this. Obviously it was our fault. Global warming.
So the president assures us that he is keeping us safe.
Ban Radical Islamists and those Syrian migrants from entering the country and we’ll start believing.
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