Europe’s 9/11

ISIS (Islamic State of Iraq & Syria), in its most recent announcement of its 9/11 activities stated that its intention was to attack Europe in September and the United States “the next month.”

 

Obama’s JV Team apparently decided that Europe, and in particular England, should have its 9/11 moment.  We’ve had our turn and can wait until October for the punches Al Qaeda failed to deliver in September 2001.

 

Meanwhile, our Golfer-in-Chief is meeting with England’s Prime Minister, David Cameron and other NATO leaders to show solidarity.  Obama is vowing to destroy what he calls “ISIL” – Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant (the “Levant” includes Israel).  As for “Uncle Joe” Biden, he’s delivering rousing speeches about delivering ISIS to the gates of hell after we tend to our grieving.

 

How about stopping them in the first place?  If we hadn’t given them all that aid and military support, we wouldn’t be in this position.  Obama’s sudden Anglophilia is one of his most outrageous hypocrisy since he took office.  Read his autobiography, Dreams from My Father, and you’ll discover just how much he hates Great Britain.  He considers the UK a marauding colonialist power that subjugating his father’s country.   When England sent him a bust of Winston Churchill as a gift, he returned it.

 

And now he’s going to tell us how he wants to build a coalition with Great Britain?  He’s the one who made it possible for ISIS/ISIL to threaten England in the first place.  Biden’s cheerleading vow to send ISIS to the gates of Hell is equally risible.  Who do they think they’re kidding?

 

Meanwhile, the government has given no specific date for an October here in the United States.  Someone needs to create a Muslim calendar of terrorist attacks and terrorist or Islamic-related dates.  Here are a few to keep in mind for the month of October:

 

Oct. 1 – 1995:  10 Muslims convicted in failed plot to blow up U.N., Holland Tunnel and other structures in New York City.

Oct. 2 – 1187:  Sultan Saladin captures Jerusalem from the Crusaders.

Oct. 4 –  2002: American Muslim Richard Reid pleads guilty to attempting to blow up airliner.

Oct. 7 – 1985:  Four Palestinian terrorists seize Italian cruise ship, Achille Lauro, for two days, killing American Leon Klinghoffer.

Oct. 10 /11 – 2002:  Congress votes to back Pres. Bush’s plans to use force in Iraq.

Oct. 12 – 2000:  17 U.S. sailors killed in terrorist bombing of U.S.S. Cole, refueling in Aden, Yemen.

Oct. 19-21 – 1973:  Arab boycott of oil exports to U.S. after outbreak of Arab-Israeli War.

Oct. 23 – 1983:  241 U.S. Marines killed by suicide truck bomb in barracks in Lebanon.

 

No doubt, there are other “great moments” in terrorist history.  For an attack specifically on New York City, Oct. 1st would be the probably date.  The Islamists have vowed to attack other cities as well.  However, New York holds a special place in their hollow hearts.

 

Slamming planes into buildings gives them great shock value and enormous media exposure.  But if they wanted to wreak serious, long-term chaos, buildings aren’t the ideal target.  As horrible and anguishing as the attack on the World Trade Center, the destruction of the building itself only affected the immediate area.

 

Granted, the area was the financial district.  The disruption, at most, lasted about two months, altogether.  All the financial firms have redundant, back offices in other cities.  For the terrorists, while they hate America, it’s the Jews they despise and want to wipe from the face of the Earth, and New York is home to the largest single population of Jews in the world, outstripping even Israel itself.

 

They work in New York City, but largely, they live on Long Island, although a fair number also live north of the City and in New Jersey.  To kill them all, they’d need to attack on a weekday when these people are at work and the destruction would have to be widespread.  In 2001, they didn’t have the capability.

 

To really create chaos and cause long-term disruption, if not death, they would have needed to attack a main artery, a main supply line into the city and farther into Long Island.  That’s why they initially planned to attack the Lincoln and Holland Tunnels in 1993, the main arteries into Manhattan itself.  The only artery for trucks heading to Long Island is the George Washington Bridge.

 

Trucks can cross the Verrazzano-Narrows Bridge.  But once they cross that bridge, there’s nowhere for them to go.  The roads in the area are crossed by underpasses that are too low for modern trucks.  That makes the GW the only truck artery into the city.  For you Chris Christie bashers, that’s why there’s always such a delay on the GW.  It’s like that every morning heading into the city, although especially on Mondays and Tuesdays – especially Tuesdays – when the trucks coming the farthest distance from the West reach the bridge.

 

Get the picture?

 

A normal traffic jam, whether caused by congestion, accidents, or governor’s aides, can wreak a full day’s worth of chaos on the metropolitan area. Imagine what would happen if that bridge were taken down.  No food or supplies for the mainly Jewish residents and businesses on Long Island.  Oh eventually the supplies would reach them.  But trucks would have to drive between between 20 and 30 miles out of their way to reach the Tappan Zee Bridge to the north.

 

Or they’d have to brave the Lincoln and Holland Tunnels, assuming they were in commission.  And then these tractor-trailer trucks would have to navigate through Manhattan and take one of the bridges across the East River, causing more delays.  If the tunnels were taken out, the city and Long Island would basically be in siege mode.  And New England, to the north, really isn’t known for its agriculture.

 

What’s Obama going to do about it?  Absolutely nothing.  If the terrorists blow up that bridge, he’ll simply have another one erected and dedicate it to same favorite hero of the social justice cause.  Martin Luther King Jr.  Malcolm X.  Or himself.  They renamed the bridge between Manhattan, Queens and the Bronx – the Triboro Bridge – after Robert F. Kennedy.  That’s what Communists have always done.  After they’ve conquered a country, they tear down the statues and erect statues to their own heroes.  Come to think of it, the Muslims do the same thing.  Maybe they’ll rename the GW the Osama Bin Laden Bridge.

 

This is why there’s no strategy to deal with ISIS.  Obama’s making all the presidential motions, now that it’s too late.  He’s making friends with British Prime Minister David Cameron when it’s already too late.  The stolen airliners are out of the hangar, as it were, and the one-way pilots have filed their own flight plans for whatever cities they intend to target, London being the presumed primary target.  We in America may not have to worry about the 9/11 date.

 

But tourists planning to take a gander at Big Ben or visit Buckingham Palace or ride the London Eye had better be prepared.  The Tower of London isn’t the same kind of tower as the Twin Towers.  Still, it’s a landmark.  That’s what the terrorists originally called their 1993 plot – The Landmarks Plot.  It was also referred to as the Ring of Fire plot, Manhattan being an island, their original ambitions included all of Manhattan’s tunnels and bridges.  Apparently, they just didn’t have the willing manpower or the know-how to pull it all off all at once.

 

Obama’s laconic response to ISIS’ threat did nothing to inspire confidence in our ability to protect Europe, Great Britain – or ourselves. 

 

According to Fox News, “Obama has been under pressure from members of Congress to broaden the U.S. offensive against ISIS. That criticism increased last week when Obama admitted that ‘we don’t have a strategy yet’ to address the militant group in Syria, and deepened when the president first said that his goal was to ‘degrade and destroy’ ISIS Wednesday, before changing tone and saying that he thought the U.S. could make ISIS a ‘manageable problem’ if American forces were part of an international coalition. 

 

That’s when the Administration called in the JB team – Joe Biden – to give a rousing speech about how his America will react after ISIS finishes with us.  Obama’s speech the previous day was almost mechanical by comparison.  He was going through the motions, mouthing the words.  You have to read his 1995 biography, Dreams from My Father, to know what he really thinks about Europe, Great Britain and its colonial history.

 

In the book, Obama describes the flight to Kenya from Great Britain.  The British passenger next to him.  He bemoans the racial policies of South Africa but then says to Obama, “But then the rest of Africa’s falling apart now, isn’t it?  Least from what I can tell.  The blacks in South Africa aren’t starving to death like they do in some of those Godforsaken countries.  Don’t envy them, mind you but compared to some poor bugger in Ethiopia…”

 

Obama (with the help of ghostwriter Bill Ayers) continues the story.

 

“I pulled out a book from my carry-on bag and tried to read.  It was a portrait of several African countries written by a Western journalist who’d spent a decade in Africa; an old Africa hand, h would be called, someone who apparently prided himself on [his] balanced assessment.  The book’s first few chapters discussed the history of colonialism at some length; the manipulation of tribal hatreds and the caprice of colonial boundaries, the displacements, the detentions, the indignities large and small.  The early heroism of independence figures like Kenyatta and Nkrumah was duly noted, their later drift toward despotism attributed at least in part to various Cold War machinations.”

 

“But by the book’s third chapter, images from the present had begun to outstrip the past.  Famine, disease, the coups and counter-coups led by illiterate young men wielding AK-47s like shepherd sticks – if Africa had a history, the writer seemed to say, the scale of current suffering had rendered such history meaningless.”

 

“Poor buggers.  Godforsaken countries.”

 

“I set the book down, feeling a familiar anger flush through me, an anger all the more maddening for its lack of a clear target.  Beside me, the young Brit was snoring softly now, his glasses askew on his fin-shaped nose.  Was angry at him?  I wondered.  Was it his fault that, for all my education, all the theories in my possession, I had had no ready answers to the questions he’d posed?”

 

The trouble with this paragraph is that the British passenger never asked Barack any questions.  He only made observations about the plight of African and its denizens.  So we skip over a sentence or two.

 

“Maybe I was just angry because of his easy familiarity with me, his assumption that I, as an American, even a black American, might naturally share his dim view of Africa; an assumption that in his world at least marked a progress of sorts, but that for me only underscored my own uneasy status:  a Westerner not entirely at home in the West, an African on his way to a land full of strangers.”

 

“I’d been feeling this way all through my stay in Europe – edgy, defensive, hesitant with strangers.  I hadn’t planned it that way.  I had thought of the layover there as nothing more than a whimsical detour, an opportunity to visit places I had never been before.  For three weeks I had traveled alone, down one side of the continent and up the other, by bus and by train mostly, a guidebook in hand.  I took tea by the Thames and watched children chase each other through the chestnut groves of Luxembourg Garden.  I crossed the Plaza Major at high noon, with its De Chirico shadows and sparrows swirling across cobalt skies; and watched night fall over the Palatine, waiting for the first stars to appear, listening to the wind and its whispers of mortality.”

 

How poetic of him.

 

“And by the end of the first week or so, I realized that I’d made a mistake.  It wasn’t that Europe wasn’t beautiful; everything was just as I’d imagined it.  It just wasn’t mine.  I felt as if I were living out someone else’s romances; the incompleteness of my own history stood between me and the sites I saw like a hard plane of glass.  I began to suspect that my European stop was just one more means of delay, one more attempt to avoid coming to terms with the Old Man [whom Obama learned from a half-sister was not the idol he had envisioned].  Stripped of language, stripped of work and routine – stripped even of the racial obsessions to which I’d become so accustomed and which I had taken (perversely) as a sign of my own maturation – I had been forced to look inside myself and had found only a great emptiness there.”

 

Sigh.

 

“Would this trip to Kenya finally fill that emptiness?  The folks back in Chicago thought so.  It’ll be just like Roots, Will had said at my going-away party.  A pilgrimage, Asante had called it.  For them, as for me, Africa had become an idea more than an actual place, a new promised land, full of ancient traditions and sweeping vistas, noble struggles and talking drums.  With the benefit of distance, we engaged Africa in a selective embrace – the same sort of embrace I’d once offered the Old Man.  What would happen once I relinquished that distance?  It was nice to believe that the truth would somehow set me free.  What if that was wrong?  What if the truth only disappointed, and my father’s death meant nothing, and his leaving me behind meant nothing, and only tie that bound me to him, or to Africa, was a name, a blood type, or white people’s scorn?”

 

He thinks of an African he’d met while traveling in Spain.

 

“What was his name?  I couldn’t remember now; just another hungry man far away from home, one of the many children of former colonies – Algerians, West Indians, Pakistanis – now breaching the barricades of their former masters, mounting their own ragged, haphazard invasion.  And yet, as we walked toward the Ramblas, I had felt as if I knew him as well as any man; that, coming from opposite ends of the earth, we were somehow making the same journey.”

 

That should give you as good idea as can be posted in a brief blog (that’s supposed to be short) of Obama’s real mindset.  The book is filled with such images and opinions about Great Britain, Western Europe (the West), and white people.

 

No wondered he delivered his invective against ISIS’ threat to Europe in such a colorless, passionless monotone.  Even though his own grandfather, Onyango, became a self-made man thanks to British influence and a British education.

 

Blow up, or ram a plane into, the Statue of Liberty (which was originally conceived of as a gift to America in observance of Abraham Lincoln’s death)?  As far as Obama is concerned, America deserves such an attack, even though he admits that America has never actually engaged in British-style imperialism.  Our capitalist culture, in his view, is just as bad.  With the Statue of Liberty gone, he’d soon erect another statue to Karl Marx.

 

That’s the real nature of our “president.”  That’s the “transformation” he’s always had in mind for America:  into a Communist state.  Read his autobiography for yourself.  While you can.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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