Theo van Gogh's Murder
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elfsI asked Omaha about this last night, and she didn't know anything about it. So, here are the details.
Filmmaker Theo van Gogh was murdered in Holland in daylight on a public street, with more than a dozen witnesses watching. His assailant pulled up in a car, got out, shot him several times, and when van Gogh refused to die from his wounds, walked up and sliced through his neck while van Gogh begged "Don't do this. Have mercy! We can still talk about this!" van Gogh was nearly decapitated. The murderer then thrust the knife, with a note, to van Gogh's chest and fled the scene.
van Gogh was the subject of death threats because of a short film he had made recently, which is available via BitTorrent, depicting an Islamic woman making prayers, while flashbacks show her non-consensual arranged marriage, rape at the hands of her brother-in-law, and punishment for "adultery". The woman is lightly veiled, and through the veil one can see her naked body, and written on her skin are the verses of the Q'ran which give men "dominion" over women.
van Gogh was only the director. He collaborated with Ayaan Hirsi Ali, a prime minister of the Dutch Parliament. She is an ex-Islamic and a fierce critic of the way Islam treats women. At least two documents-- one of which the note pinned to van Gogh's body-- have said that she is next on the hit list. Ali is being sued by a Moroccan national living in Holland for "dragging Mr. van Gogh into the danger zone of her apostacy." This led one blogger to comment, "Come to Amsterdam! Our weed really is this potent!"
The Dutch police have arrested his assailant and eight others who are believed to have conspired with him. All nine were members of the El Tahweed mosque, a European sect of Islam infamous for its stated goals of creating a European caliphate and wiping out secularism. The murderer himself was apparently well-known in his community for helping young people and being a volunteer, was well-educated, spoke and wrote Dutch better than most Dutch. There is good evidence that members of El Tahweed recruit into Takir Wal Hijira, a terrorist group that specializes in sleepers, people who "look and act non-Islamic" until it is time to carry out their mission. Their goal is to create havoc by turning "the ordinary boy or girl next door" into an object of suspicion.
Since the incident, Arabic websites have published death threats against several members of parliament and other critics of the non-integrationist portions of the Islamic community in Holland. Meanwhile, Dutch television shows have argued about whether on not Mr. van Gogh "went to far in using his freedom of speech," somehow implying that he deserved it. And in a man-on-the-street interview, a reporter somehow found a Muslim fellow to admit "in my community, such murder is normal. How could it not be?"
The letter stabbed into van Gogh's chest was long and rambling, accusing the Dutch of being in "sway to the lying Jews" and a bizarre reference to pregnant camels, which I'm sure is a parable understood by Q'ranic scholars, but the letter ends with a death threat against Miss Ali and this:
I know for sure that you, Oh America will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh Europe, will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh Holland, will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh Hirsi Ali, will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh unbelieving fundamentalist, will go under.
I think that one thing we should have learned from terrorism: when they tell you that their objective is the overthrow of the state and the death of everyone not in accordance with their ideology, believe them.
Filmmaker Theo van Gogh was murdered in Holland in daylight on a public street, with more than a dozen witnesses watching. His assailant pulled up in a car, got out, shot him several times, and when van Gogh refused to die from his wounds, walked up and sliced through his neck while van Gogh begged "Don't do this. Have mercy! We can still talk about this!" van Gogh was nearly decapitated. The murderer then thrust the knife, with a note, to van Gogh's chest and fled the scene.
van Gogh was the subject of death threats because of a short film he had made recently, which is available via BitTorrent, depicting an Islamic woman making prayers, while flashbacks show her non-consensual arranged marriage, rape at the hands of her brother-in-law, and punishment for "adultery". The woman is lightly veiled, and through the veil one can see her naked body, and written on her skin are the verses of the Q'ran which give men "dominion" over women.
van Gogh was only the director. He collaborated with Ayaan Hirsi Ali, a prime minister of the Dutch Parliament. She is an ex-Islamic and a fierce critic of the way Islam treats women. At least two documents-- one of which the note pinned to van Gogh's body-- have said that she is next on the hit list. Ali is being sued by a Moroccan national living in Holland for "dragging Mr. van Gogh into the danger zone of her apostacy." This led one blogger to comment, "Come to Amsterdam! Our weed really is this potent!"
The Dutch police have arrested his assailant and eight others who are believed to have conspired with him. All nine were members of the El Tahweed mosque, a European sect of Islam infamous for its stated goals of creating a European caliphate and wiping out secularism. The murderer himself was apparently well-known in his community for helping young people and being a volunteer, was well-educated, spoke and wrote Dutch better than most Dutch. There is good evidence that members of El Tahweed recruit into Takir Wal Hijira, a terrorist group that specializes in sleepers, people who "look and act non-Islamic" until it is time to carry out their mission. Their goal is to create havoc by turning "the ordinary boy or girl next door" into an object of suspicion.
Since the incident, Arabic websites have published death threats against several members of parliament and other critics of the non-integrationist portions of the Islamic community in Holland. Meanwhile, Dutch television shows have argued about whether on not Mr. van Gogh "went to far in using his freedom of speech," somehow implying that he deserved it. And in a man-on-the-street interview, a reporter somehow found a Muslim fellow to admit "in my community, such murder is normal. How could it not be?"
The letter stabbed into van Gogh's chest was long and rambling, accusing the Dutch of being in "sway to the lying Jews" and a bizarre reference to pregnant camels, which I'm sure is a parable understood by Q'ranic scholars, but the letter ends with a death threat against Miss Ali and this:
I know for sure that you, Oh America will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh Europe, will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh Holland, will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh Hirsi Ali, will go under;
I know for sure that you, Oh unbelieving fundamentalist, will go under.
I think that one thing we should have learned from terrorism: when they tell you that their objective is the overthrow of the state and the death of everyone not in accordance with their ideology, believe them.
light reading
Date: 2006-02-07 09:16 am (UTC)Surah 115: The Pig
Bismillah:
The hurried flight of the Hegira had led the Muslims to a fertile oasis, where they were at last safe from their many enemies in Mecca.
Pausing, each thanked Allah the moon-god for their good fortune.
Assembling at a long table, they enjoyed rare delicacies brought by bare-breasted sirens whose faces were veiled. During the feast Muhammad sternly forbade his disciples to partake of pig flesh, while fondling the youthful breasts of a Nubian girl named Sheba.
Obeying the Prophet, the pilgrims partook of the succulent flesh of jackals and vultures, washing their food down with strong wine.
“I never dreamed I’d have to eat the loins of a jackal, let alone the bitter entrails of a cursed vulture,” observed a hungry pilgrim named Ahmed to a fellow Muslim, choking on the unpalatable morsels.
“Neither did I, but the Holy Prophet has ordered it,” grumbled another starving follower, almost heaving as he consumed greasy vulture flesh.
“A rancid pork chop would taste a hell of a lot better than this crap does,” retorted Ahmed.
“It’s an acquired taste brother, you’ll get used to it,” spoke up another, smiling with a mouthful of rotten teeth.
“I don’t think so,” said Ahmed, forcing down a burned jackal testicle.
An uncaring Muhammad, famished, greedily wolfed down roasted jackal in enjoyment, quaffing from an earthenware wine carafe on occasion, while choosing which of the sirens that would soon endure his favors.
The meal finished in the late afternoon, a drunken, lustful Muhammad initiated a sex orgy with the sirens, the debauched Holy Prophet, Allah speaking through him, declaring all earlier betrothals or marriages of the women he knew null and void.
The Muslims celebrated their good fortune, again thanking Allah for the bounty they had been blessed to receive.
Later, as Muhammad sat half-naked under a palm tree, masturbating to the thought of molesting little girls, Ahmed chanced by and remarked, "Oh great prophet, why does Allah say that we cannot dine on delicious porcine flesh?"
"Why?" asked Muhammad, closing his filthy, tattered, moth-eaten robe, "Because Allah's younger retarded cyclops brother is a pig, and Allah doesn't want us killing his holy kinfolk."
"Allah is a pig?" asked Ahmed, staring at Muhammad.
"Of course," replied the deranged Prophet, hallucinating thanks to ingesting strong hashish minutes earlier.
"That's ridiculous, why in hell do we worship pigs?" asked Ahmed, thinking his flight from Mecca may have been the result of heeding the words of a false prophet, possessed of a capricious desert demon who delighted in seeing them consume the flesh of vermin.
"Because they're better than we are," answered a smiling Muhammad, now fantasizing about raping little boys, "Look at me, I'm little more than a lecherous child molester, thief and murderer!"
"True, but pigs can't even talk!" exclaimed Ahmed, digging a heel into the sand.
"Allah can, he speaks to me in my dreams," retorted the wildly hallucinating Muhammad, barely able to focus on Ahmed, seeing him in double vision.
"You're a madman," declared a disgusted Ahmed, "I'm heading back to join the infidels in Mecca!"
"Who cares?" retorted Muhammad, slurring his words and breaking into riotous laughter.
Prophet Muhammad, opening his robe and again reaching for his flaccid sex organ, was too occupied with masturbating his building erection to reply further, while Ahmed disappeared behind a sand dune.
"What a stupid, perverted, licentious bastard," spat Ahmed, walking off, "Muhammad is crazier than a shithouse rat!"