It seems Doc Zawahiri has a boner for Sir Rushdie and has issued a new video threat against the Brits.
But before we come down on him too hard, let’s consider the following:
Imagine, if you will, that you’ve been hiding out in a cave for years (al Qaeda HQ) with Osama bin Laden and other smelly Muslim Chickens, day in and day out, eating the same old porridge or falafel or whatever. Fred Flintstone lived luxuriously compared to you.
Elite military forces are hunting you down with the intention of killing you. You’re the second banana, right behind old “Stretch” himself. The only sex you get is with other smelly men, or the nearest goat or camel (or Stretch), talk about stuck mojo! You have no hot showers, no liquor, no girlie magazines, not even a jar of Vaseline to ease the friction from your…uh…whatever.
Your teeth are rotting out. Your eyes are going bad
(probably from too many circle jerks with “the boys”). All you have is your seething hatred, your boredom, and your underlying fear of death to entertain you.
Next stop…up ahead…it’s The Twilight Zone!
Sorry. I couldn’t resist.
Anyway, to pass the time (when you’re not shooting videos), you mull over new creative threats to issue to the rest of us — the kaffirs, the non-believers, the non-Muslim objects of your ire. I wonder if ire is the opposite of desire, and if the word “mullah” derives from mulling over stuff. In this case, mulling over ways to frighten and kill infidels.
I digress.
So we really can’t blame old Doc Zawahiri, now can we? He just has nothing better to do. Right? I feel sorry for the poor guy. Perhaps we should send him a few CAIR packages. All we need is his address.
Do caves have addresses?
Again, I digress…
Has anyone ever considered the misplaced OCD tendencies of fanatical Muslims?
I said misplaced, could have said displaced, since for them it may not be exactly what you’d call displacement behavior, but I like the concept. Their obsessions are so whacky. Why haven’t shrinks been psychoanalyzing their culture? It’s about time someone did. If they don’t, I will.