Mumbai Terrorist Attacks Demand Righteous Anger, NOT MSM Ignoring Islamic Connections...

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
there is no good or evil

every thing's relative
don't judge a terrorist

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
call yourself a policeman

if you are afraid of thugs
and refuse to put them down

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
NEVER nuke terrorists

if you might kill their friends
who live in the area

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
ignore terrorism's roots

any ideology
connected shall be dismissed

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
ALL Christians are evil

they are all terrorists
but don't ever mention this

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
don't train your policemen

to shoot terrorists down DEAD
when they clearly have a shot

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
always blame America

for all terrorism
and please don't forget the Jews

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British Denial Trance Continues
Guess Who Defends Jihad Now
Mumbai's Lessons for New York
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Chumpra Blames Washington
Bam's Naive Muslim Outreach
India Arrests Two Indian Men
Media Bias All Over Mumbai
Gateway Pundit's Coverage
Still Asleep After Mumbai?
Philosophy of Liberty Cartoon
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Captain USpace said...

Dhimpak Chumpra is a fool. But at least he used the word 'Jihad'. No, don't go after terrorists or you might make them and their friends even more angry. Don't go after organized crime either because that might make them madder and then they might try to kill more cops or judges. Real smart.
absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
always blame America

for all terrorism
and please don't forget the Jews

absurd thought -
God of the Universe says
there is no good or evil

every thing's relative
don't judge a terrorist

absurd thought -
God of the Universe thinks
plan jihad for the long term

out breed the infidels
one day vote in Sharia

absurd thought –
God of the Universe says
Earth is a terrible place

but it is still the best
planet in the Universe

All real freedom starts with freedom of speech. Without freedom of speech there can be no real freedom.
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Captain USpace said...

The following email was sent by a friend of a friend of a friend of my uncle:

Sent: Thursday, November 27, 2008 2:27 AM
To: (j. e.)
Subject: Hey

Hey guys.

Got all your notes. Thank you. I'm ok. A little shaky to be honest but
really just happy to be here. I can't thank you enough for your notes.
You have no idea what the mean to me. Hope to see20 and speak to you all

I wrote the following on the plane.

It's 3.33 am Thursday Nov 27th. And I am writing this from Jet Airways
flight 0227, First leg of the Mumbai – Brussels - Toronto – Vancouver
journey . It is a stream of "adrenaline" piece. I apologize in advance
for the grammatical errors. But I wanted it raw and unedited.

First, some context.

I have always been truly blessed. Lucky to be born to the most love a
child could ever wish for. Luck to be born into a family that prided
itself on teaching me how to be a man. Lucky to have been protected
and sheltered by three strong, decent brothers. Lucky to have found
and married the kindest heart on the face of the earth. Lucky to be
blessed beyond blessed with four healthy, beautiful children. Lucky
to have wonderful friends who tolerate my idiosyncrasies.

Tonight, these blessings, these gifts of love and life bestowed upon
me, this incredible good fortune, saved my life. And I honestly don't
know why.

The details.

I am in Mumbai on business. I'm staying at the Trident hotel. It's
sister hotel, the Oberai, is right next-door and attached by a small

I had dinner by myself in the Oberai lobby after some late meetings.

I retired upstairs to my room. About 10min later my colleague, Alex
Chamerlin, text-ed asking me to join him and his friend in the Oberai
lounge for a drink. I started to make my way out the door but decided
that I was really too tired. I had a 7am flight, and needed to be up
at 5. Rest beckoned. I closed the light, got into bed and quickly fell
asleep. Lucky life-saving decision number 1.

About 1hr later there was knock at my door. A few seconds later, the
doorbell rang (they have doorbells for hotel rooms here – who'da
thunk?). I thought – who the hell is knocking at my door? Turn down
service? This late? Forget it. So I just lay there and hoped they
would go away. Lucky life-saving decision number 2.

Five minutes later I heard and felt a huge bang. I got up and went to
look out the window. A huge cloud of grey smoke billowed up from the
road below. I thought. Fireworks? I didn't see anyone milling about
so knew something wasn't right. I started to walk to the light switch
when - BANG – another huge explosion shook the entire hotel.

Oh f---, I thought. Is that what I think this is? I opened the door to
the hallway. A fe w people were already outside.

I heard the word "bomb".

Oh shit. Oh shit I thought.

I'd like to tell you that I calmly collected my myself and my things
and proceeded to the exits.

I didn't. An adrenaline explosion erupted inside me and almost lifted
me off the floor. And I began to move. Really move.

I went back inside, quickly packed my stuff and went back into the hall.

I ran to the emergency exit and started making my way down the stairs
(I was on the 18th floor).

There were a few people in the stairwell. I was flying by them. I
swear I could have run a marathon in 2hrs. I felt like pure energy.

About halfway down, I called my friend Mark, told him what had
happened and asked him to get me a flight – any flight – the hell out
of Mumbai.

I got to the lobby level. There was a crowd of people in the corridor.
No one moving. No one doing anything. No hotel staff. No security

Shit. I thought. We are sitting ducks.

I decided to get out of there. First, into the lobby.

I stepped through the door into the silent lobby. My first sight was a
blood soaked plastic bag and bloody footsteps leading into the
reception area. I proceed ed forward. The windows were shattered and
glass was everywhere. There wasn't a soul around.

Bad decision, I thought. I quickly retreated to the corridor. The
crowd of people had grown.

We've got to get out of here I yelled. Let's go.

I looked around for the emergency exit and started running towards it.

I made my way through the bowels of the hotel and out into a dark
alley. It was empty and silent. I looked to my left and about 100m
away saw a few security guards milling about.

Run they screamed. I began to move toward them.

I reached the main street and was immediately swept up into the Indian
throngs (for those who have been to Mumbai, you know what I mean).
People everywhere. But they were all eerily quiet. No one was talking.
No car horns. Nothing.

I started yelling "airport airport".

Some one (a hotel cook I believe) grabbed me and my bag and threw me
in a rusty mini-cab.

As I sped away, I didn't see a single police car nor hear a single
siren. Just the sound of this shit-box car speeding down the deserted

Traffic was stop and go. I made it to the airport in about 1hr,
cleared customs and buried myself in a corner of a packed20departure
lounge, called my wife, called my parents and brothers and started
emailing those friends who knew I was in Mumbai.

Sadly, Alex - my colleague who texted me for a drink – and his friend
were not so lucky. The terrorists stormed into the lobby bar and
killed several people. They took Alex and his friend hostage and
started to march them up to the roof of the hotel.

About half way up, Alex managed to escape (he ducked through an open
door and hid) but his friend was caught. And as I write this, that
poor man is still on the roof of the Oberai.

Alex is safe but as expected, extremely worried about his friend.

I'm telling you right now. If I decided to meet Alex for that drink
tonight I'd either be dead, a hostage on the roof of a building 30
hours away from everyone I love or - if I had the balls of Alex – a
stupid-but-lucky-to-be-alive jerk.

And remember that knock/ring at my door? Well, I subsequently learned
that the first thing the terrorists did was get the names and room
numbers of western guests. They then went to the rooms to find them.
Ehrlich, with an E, room 1820.
I'll bet my entire life savings that they were the knock at my door.

Thank god for jet lag.
Thank god for "cranky tired Jonny" (as many of my friends and family
know so well) that compelled to get into and stay in bed.
Thank god for being on the 18th floor.
Thank god for the kind kind people of Mumbai of helped me tonight. The
wonderfully kind hotel staff. That cook. My cab driver who constantly
said "relaxation" "relaxation" "I help" and who kept me in the cab
when we hit a particularly gnarly traffic jam and i wanted to get out
and walk. And for other people in traffic who, upon hearing from my
own cab driver that I was at the Oberai, literally risked life and
limb to stop traffic to let us get by (as again, only those who have
been to Mumbai can truly appreciate).

Mumbai is a tragically beautiful place. Incredibly sad. But I am
convinced that its inhabitants are definitely children of some
troubled but immensely soulfully god.

I'm sitting on plane (upgraded to first class….see, told you I'm lucky
?). Just had the best tasting bowl of corn flakes I've ever had in my
life. Hennessey coursing through my veins. Concentration starting to
loosen and sleep beginning to creep onto my horizon.

I still feel a bit numb. But mostly I feel like I've just watched a
really really bad movie=2 0staring me. Because right now, it all doesn't
feel real. Maybe a few hours of CNN will knock me into reality. But
the truth is numb is fine with me for a while. If I do end up
thinking about the what if's, I don't really want to do that until I'm
much much closer to home. And I have 30 more hours of travel time to

But before I sign off, let me say this.

The people who did this have no souls. They have no hearts. They are
simply the living manifestation of evil and they only know killing and
murder. We – all of us - need to understand that. Their target
tonight was first and foremost Americans. Why? Because they fear
everything that America stands for. They fear hope and change and
freedom and peace. Let's make no mistake; they would have shot me and
my children point blank tonight with out a moment's hesitation. Most
of us sorta know that but sometimes we equivocate. We can't
equivocate. Not ever.

I know that I want to go back. Lay some flowers. Wrap my arms around
these people. Say thank you. Spend some money on overpriced hotel
gifts and tip well. And generally give the bastards who did this the
big f--- you and show them that I am not – I repeat not 8 0 afraid of

But first I need to go squeeze my wife. Dry her tears. Then have her
dry mine as I hold my beautiful beautiful babies who will be
(thankfully) oblivious to all of this. Because isn't that what life
is really about?

I appreciate you taking the time to listen.

With much much love.



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