The Obama Support and Arming of Al Qaeda

Al Qaeda operatives hijacked 4 jetliners and obliterated the World Trade Center and the Pentagon 12 years ago – but today, Obama’s regime supports Al Qaeda in Syria.

With help from the Leftist Propaganda Mainstream Media, Americans were made fuzzy on who attacked us on 9-11.  Almost immediately while the dust was still settling over Manhattan, the Left began screaming ‘Why do they hate us??’ ,  and in subsequent weeks insisted that we ‘provoked them’ somehow.  Over the last 12 years, we have been lectured by the Left about the bigotry of America, and that we are harming ‘moderate’ Muslims’ when we focus on the Jihadists.  Since Obama took office, all references to militant Islam have been scrubbed from official policies and instead the focus has been put upon white Christian American patriots.

Obama from the start of his regime, began to pander and support Sunni’s Muslims.  Who can forget his infamous low bow to the Saudi prince?

His Cairo speech to the Muslim world?  His proxy wars on secular dictators in Libya, Egypt and Tunisia – surplanting them with Muslim Brotherhood Jihadists – the Father of Al Qaeda.

So this week we were minutes to midnight in an Obama-push to attack Basher Assad’s Syrian forces as punishment for allegedly using chemical weapons, an attack that would have quickly involved Russia and escalated into a regional conflict that has the potential to jumpstart WWIII.  There is no definitive proof that Assad’s forces used the weapons on his own people. Rather evidence is mounting that Obama’s Al Qaeda-loyal Islamist Rebels have used the weapons for the purpose of blaming them on Assad so as to have military help from Obama to give them an advantage over Assad’s regime so as to install a Sunni Islamist Theocracy as was attempted in Egypt.

On this Twelf Anniversary of the horrific attack by Al Qaeda Islamists on America, we should be mindful of the fact that the Obama regime is aiding, comforting, arming and funding Al Qaeda-loyal Islamist rebels in Syria.

We can assume the word treason does not apply to the Obama regime anymore than the word responsibility does.

Obama’s Rebel Friends – al Qaeda

It seems appropriate today being September 11 to take a look at who our president’s new friends are.  I’m referring to the Syrian rebels.  So many things to cover…

Last week in Congressional hearings Secretary of State John Kerry testified that Islamic extremists are just marginal players in the Syrian civil war and are unlikely to benefit much from any bombing done by the United States.  Rep. Michael T. McCaul (R-TX) disagreed with Kerry, saying that the classified briefings he received as chairman of the House Committee on Homeland Security indicated that “the majority now of these rebel forces – and I say majority now – are radical Islamists pouring in from all over the world to come to Syria for the fight.”

A Catholic nun who lives in the St. James Monastery in Qara, Syria has been reporting what has actually been happening in Syria and she had some not so complimentary things to say about the rebels.

In the village of Estreba they massacred all the  residents and burnt down their houses. In the village of  al-Khratta almost all the 37 locals were killed. Only ten people were able to escape. 

A total of twelve Alawite villages were subjected to this horrendous attack. That was a true slaughterhouse. People were mutilated and beheaded. There is even a video that shows a girl  being dismembered alive – alive! – by a frame saw. The final death toll exceeded 400, with 150 to 200 people taken hostage.  Later some of the hostages were killed, their deaths  filmed.

The Mail Online has reported what happened when the rebels ‘liberated’ a village.

One Maaloula resident said the rebels, many of whom had beards and shouted ‘Allahu Akbar’ (God is great), attacked Christian homes and churches shortly after moving into the village. 

‘They shot and killed people. I heard gunshots and then I saw three bodies lying in the middle of a street in the old quarters of the village. Where is President Obama to see what has befallen  us?’

Another Christian resident said: ‘I saw the militants grabbing five villagers and threatening them and saying, “Either you convert to Islam, or you will be beheaded”.’

Another said one church had been torched, and gunmen stormed into two other churches and robbed them.

Business Insider has a report that Saudi Arabia sent 1,200 death row inmates to fight against Assad in Syria. The inmates were given a choice of decapitation or going to Syria to join the rebels.  A leaked memo had the details of the arrangement.

We have reached an agreement with them that they will be exempted from the death sentence and given a monthly salary to their families and loved ones, who will be prevented from traveling outside Saudi Arabia in return for rehabilitation of the accused and their training in order to send them to Jihad in Syria.

The New American has reported that one of the most prominent and powerful rebel groups fighting in Syria has formally announced that it was merging with al Qaeda in Iraq.  Pictures posted on the internet show the rebels displaying black al Qaeda flags and heaven weaponry.  Two days before the announcement, al Qaeda leader Ayman al-Zawahiri called on all Islamic fighters in Syria to join and fight together to oust Assad and seize power. He told them, “Do all you can to ensure that the fruit of your struggle, God willing, is an Islamic state.”

And who can forget the rebels executing captured Syrian soldiers as they stood over their kneeling captives?  The New York Times has the story.

The Syrian rebels posed casually, standing over their prisoners with firearms pointed down at the shirtless and terrified men.  The prisoners, seven in all, were captured Syrian soldiers. Five were trussed, their backs marked with red welts. They kept their faces pressed to the dirt as the rebels’ commander recited a bitter revolutionary verse.       

“For fifty years, they are companions to corruption,” he said. “We swear to the Lord of the Throne, that this is our oath: We will take revenge.”       

The moment the poem ended, the commander, known as “the Uncle,” fired a bullet into the back of the first prisoner’s head. His gunmen followed suit, promptly killing all the men at their feet.

These are the people President Obama wants us to support with our military?  These are the people to whom we have been covertly supplying weaponry?  These are the people who would be running Syria if Assad was overthrown?  These are our new friends?  People who either belong to or have joined up with the group responsible for the image below?

These may be the people Obama wants to call ‘friends’ but the American people will never support this.  In his speech to the nation last night Obama made the comparison between Assad using gas and Hitler gassing the Jews.  I disagree wholeheartedly with the comparison and consider it an insult to Jews.  Obama would have the American public believe the people he wants to help are being led to the slaughter by the evil Syrian forces.  From what I have read there is slaughter happening on both sides.  I see no reason at all to put one American soldier in jeopardy or spend even one dollar of our defense budget to help any of these people, on either side.  We have not one friend there.  But apparently, the al-Qaeda supported rebels do have a friend in our White House.  And any friend of theirs is no friend to the American people.

One September Morning…

Everything changed one perfect morning twelve years ago, and into the fog of forget America wanders.

Like Memorial Day, September 11 is slowly but inexorably morphing into something other than a day to remember the reason the day is marked.  Time is eroding the true nature of Jihadist Islam and what it did to the mightiest nation on earth in just 102 minutes.

Of course Barack Obama and his Marxofascist Leftists have a hand in changing the public perception of what the day was and what it is now supposed to represent.  There’s a Million Man Muslim March on D.C. today to bitch and moan that 9-11 creates a negative stereotype of Muslims and to demand government stop “libelous slander against Islam”.

To counter that, a Two Million Biker Rally in remembrance of the Fallen and America’s Veterans was planned – but Obama’s Federal Government denied them the permit, even though they awarded a permit for the Muslims to march in victory over the Great Satan.   In good American tradition however, the Bikers are planning on ignoring any attempts by the feds to stop them, and are planning on riding to D.C. anyway.

It seems the efforts by the Obama regime and Muslims who demand Americans do not look at them or their religion in a negative light, are working hard to extinguish and paper-over what 9-11 really was and the kind of enemy who is still at war with us even as you read this.

But I remember what happened that one September morning twelve years ago.  Many others do also.

Lest we forget and become easy prey for those who seek to deceive in order to destroy.

A September Evening

Posted by Daniel Greenfield @ the Sultan Knish blog

For a while, the eyes still seemed to see them there, perfect straight lines rising into the sky, an empty space on the horizon that your mind filled in without even thinking. You walked past, and thought, “Of course they’re there. They’re always there” and you saw them as they were, grey ghosts of steel rising above the rubble. You saw the city as it was and then you remembered that city is gone.

New York, the old grimy bustling city, has made way for two cities. The Bloombergian city of the yuppie toting a bag of organic groceries to her Citibike and the miniature Detroits of housing projects and endless grievances.

The old imaginary city still exists in the countless movies being filmed on every block where space aliens, monsters and superheroes regularly rampage past stereotypical cabbies with Brooklyn accents, but that city is fading away.

The tourists flock to see the shadow of that city which lingers on like the shadow of the towers.

On September 11, Ground Zero was New York. Today you can see Mexican and African vendors peddling commemorative patriotic knickknacks made in China and on a bad day the Truthers show up howling their contempt for the site. Tourists stop by and pose for snapshots with their families. Office workers walk by without thinking. The site, like the towers, is just something that’s there.

Tonight and the night before as the towers of light cast blue beams across the sky, we remember but memory is a destructive medium. Each year the memories grow fainter. People ask each other where they were that day but the stories grow fainter each year and the memories of walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, stumbling through the ash or handing out sandwiches to rescue workers have dimmed.

To walk through the darkness toward the towers of light is to pass through a city of shadows. In a stray glimmer of light reflecting from a storefront or a puddle you can still see the old MISSING posters covering every face and dark trucks filled with grim men tearing apart the street asphalt. You can catch glimpses of a city reeling from the incomprehensible.

New York City is used to tragedy. Terrible things happen here all the time. The oldest photos of the city show the same stunned faces, legs lying in a puddle of blood, gawking children and stern cops frowning at something we cannot see. And relentlessly the blood is washed away, the tears are dried and the city moves on. September 11 left behind more blood, more legs and more frowning police… but the ashes have still been dumped in a landfill, the tears dried and the city moved on.

September 11 has become a tragedy and tragedy is an experience, not an explanation. It is a bonding experience that gives way to catharsis. The dead are mourned, the grief is expelled and the horror of it takes on the faint tinge of memory. It is no longer what is, but what was. It is not how we live now, but how we lived then. There is no longer a need for answers and that for many is also a relief.

“It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story,” Agatha Christie said.

Most people who live here have given up on solving the city’s detective stories. The weathered New Yorker is expected to meet the  inexplicable with a shrug of the shoulders. Everything is strange, but the strangeness is the point. Everyone is living in a postmodern detective story with no solutions and no need for them.

In Murder on the Orient Express, Poirot arrives at the solution by realizing that only in America could such an unlikely collection of characters have met. By America, he means New York, and the city is still the ideal place to find unlikely collisions of characters.

There is still a murder to be solved  and the suspects come and go in the streets below. The crime did not end with the murder of 3,000 people and the destruction of two towers. New schemes of mass murder are hatched every day across one river or the other. Maps are studied, charts are drawn up and the tools of the trade are gathered up by men who during the day sell papers or drive food trucks.

The murderers are still on the loose and what happened that terrible day was not an isolated incident, but part of a pattern of attacks taking place in a clash of civilizations. New York, the crossroads of civilizations, is a natural target for the attacks. New York is to the world what Mecca was to Arabia and the new Mohammeds are eager to do to it what Mohammed did to Mecca.

Bin Laden is dead, but the Muslim Oilsphere is full of other wealthy sons warring against the West. His backers are alive and the drone attacks that kill Al Qaeda leaders don’t touch their money men in the Oilsphere. The clerics who teach young Muslim men about the glories of martyrdom can rest easy. They can even open up a mosque at Ground Zero.

This conflict of ideologies and collision of cultures is nothing less than the perpetuation of the great Islamic crusade against the Other. And where better to wage that war than in the places where others meet others every day? What better target than a World Trade Center for a violent ideology built on merchants turned robbers and robbers turned merchants?

In a city where everyone is different, it can be difficult for some to understand that the attackers were motivated by those differences. Their war against us is an attack on people who are fundamentally and incomprehensibly different than they are.

Islam is xenophobia written into unholy writ, a long chain of conquest, subjugation and cultural destruction by desert nomads who know how to drive a sharp bargain, but despite their claims of golden ages and scientific discoveries, have never been anything more than the jackals sniffing around the ruins of greater civilizations.

It is as natural for them to attack us as it is for us to wonder why we were attacked.

Americans hold the peculiar belief that life need not be a zero sum game. That we can learn from other people without turning them into our subjects. That we can make more of something instead of stealing from a finite amount that someone else has and then destroying them so that they can never get it back.

That is the great creative power of American Exceptionalism. It is a transcendent force that turned a land full of refugees into a world power brimming with technological wonders.

New York, that strange part-Dutch, part-English, part-Everything-else city, runs on the creativity of the impossible. Starving artists, aspiring actors, failed musicians, flailing poets, real estate mavens without a dime and brokers trading thin air gamble on the impossible. New York always seems on the verge of total anarchy and destruction and yet keeps going on in that strange half-mad creativity.

For Islam, the game is zero sum. If American civilization thrives, then their civilization is shadowed. If people are happy here, then they cannot be happy. If there are two towers in New York, that detracts from the glory of Islamic civilization. Islam is the bitter beggar forever looking to steal what it cannot have, worrying over the imaginary history of its own greatness and cursing the upstarts in the streets of a foreign city for taking the glory was rightfully theirs.

The American who shares his good fortune with the rest of the world cannot understand that there are some people who would rather steal than accept a gift, who would rather destroy than build and who would rather drown the world in darkness than accept someone else’s light.

With some difficulty he might accept the existence of a small number of people who think this way, but an entire civilization built in this mold is too obscene an idea.

As with so many other strange things that wash up in the concrete streets of a strange city, it is easier to leave the mystery unsolved, to let the blanket fall back over the clash of civilizations and go on forward. It is the way that things have always been done in the city and as twin rays of light bisect the sky, they remind New Yorkers of their own fortitude, and not of the enemy waiting outside the light.

Outside a shadow war is waged with drones and hackers, spies and journalists, men in mosques speak quietly of terror and other men listen over the phone. There is little truth in this shadow war, but in some moments the light pierces the darkness and those who have forgotten why we are doing this, remember. And then they remember to forget.

 

Why We Fight – 9-11 Remembered/Meet My Little Friend

On the 10th Anniversary of the 9-11 Attacks, I decided to link to a video done back in 2007 in gratitude for brothers fighting on the front lines, as our own political discourse in the USA became muddled with the anti-war/Code Pink/Ron Paul protesters. The morale of our troops was dispiriting when they read what was happening back home.  My impetus was to give them a boost and let them know there are plenty of us who understand why they are there fighting, how long Islam has been waging war on the USA, and how much we are praying for their mission, and their safe return home after destroying the enemy.