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Saladin

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The Egyptian opposition to Mubarak is composed mostly of young people, students mostly, who have taken a page out of the American Tea Party’s book and organized around Facebook , Twitter and the Internet, keeping in touch electronically, with no clear

Leaders. This has strengths but also weaknesses. Strengths in that the government has no one person or group of persons to arrest, and weaknesses because no one is really in charge, and so the Egyptian Tea Party is open to being taken over by more sophisticated forces. A man on a white horse, perhaps. Maybe even a latter day Saladin.

 

 

When I was a boy my mother’s cup

Of favorite eat would steam

Until she smiled and filled it up

With sugar cube and cream

Salada tea was what she drank

No thought of Egypt here

And no connection, to be frank

No tea parties were near

But now it seems that we may see

A Salada to come

The name just reeks of history

A hero name to some

A Saladin may soon arise

As once he did before

On prancing horse he’ll grab the prize

And laughing, go to war

Salah ad din, the king of kings

A warrior prince of old

Bedecked with diamonds, pearls and rings

A man so fierce and bold

And Egypt will take up the flame

For God and Saladin

And go to war in Islam’s name

And so it will begin

Yes mom would sit in morning sun

And drink her cup of tea

Salada tea, yes that’s the one

And dream of what might be

 

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Intelligence Files

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As of this writing events in Cairo are in the To Be Determined stage. Will Mubarak leave? Will his leaving be enough to quiet the crowd? The Army has not yet acted, but what if they don’t? What happens if the only civilian organized entity capable of taking advantage of the situation is allowed freedom to act? The Muslim Brotherhood is that entity, and they are no friends of the United States or Israel or the West in general. For thirty years Mubarak has cooperated with the US in intelligence and other vital matters. What happens if the Muslim Brotherhood takes control of the government? What happens to the files? How long before Egyptians in our employ are quietly murdered? How long before the entire Rendition program, where we sent captured al Qaeda to Egypt for interrogation, with names and dates, is on Wikileaks, and how long after that before the American Left, the Democrats and the New York Times and the rest of the scum start screaming for George W. Bush and Donald Rumsfeld to be held for trial as war criminals?

 

 

Intelligence, once thought to mean

An IQ test as it was seen

By those who seem to feel we’re all alike

Is not the same as we have here

Details of things that some hold dear

Like what we have and where it’s best to strike

Intelligence, once called G2

Is destined for the eyes of few

And must on no account see light of day

That’s why the files in Cairo must

Remain in hands of those we trust

And if they don’t there might be hell to pay

As agents on our side are killed

And voices that we need are stilled

As bearded men read secret stuff with glee

One hopes that much to their surprise

The secret stuff that meets their eyes

Has dates that end in 1963.

 

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A Meeting At State

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Hillary Clinton called our Ambassadors from all over the world to Washington to discuss the Egyptian crisis. The meeting, held Tuesday at the State Department, began with an opening statement by the Secretary of State, reminding the assembled glitterati of the seriousness of the situation.

 

 

Hillary speaks: A crisis is upon us while

We’re sitting here discussing

What’s happening along the Nile

Please Susan stop your fussing

As I was saying things look tight

Mubarak may be leaving

No Susan you don’t look a fright

What, John, you’ll not be grieving?

I’ve heard friends in Court of Saint James

Are standing with us, yes Fred

They share our goals and share our aims

Was that ‘rubbish’ you just said?

And please stop passing little notes

No longer we’re in high school

And making little paper boats

Is not what thinkest I cool

But please I beg you, do attend

We have our work to tend to

Please Harry I will not offend

But hold your mail to send to

Ambassador, it gives me pain

To have to say to you now

Just please put up that aeroplane

Or I shall have a moo cow

The yoots want Mubarak away

With riot mobs as we speak

So think of what we’ve said this day

And meet again here next week

 

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Let’s Make A Deal

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Obama says he is waiting to see what happens in Egypt before making any announcements about what it is he intends to do. What he intends to do, of course, is embrace the winner and claim that was the result he wanted all along. And if the radical anti-west, anti-American muslim fanatics gain control, the result will be what he wanted all along. It’s all part of a master plan.

 

 

Obama says Let’s make a deal

See what’s behind the curtain

The Muslim Brotherhood is real

But we won’t know for certain

Until the riots run their course

And someone is the victim

The other is the winner and

Of course we’ll claim we picked ‘im

We sit apart from storm and strife

We have no dog is this fight

We make no judgments who is wrong

We know the winner is right

Our policy is working fine

To some it seems it rambles

My plan is that the world in time

Will be in utter shambles

At which point I will usher forth

A plan to clear the mess up

I will be king, and now you know

The devil made me ‘fess up

 

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Paul Revere’s Ride

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Facebook, Twitter and the Internet are the means whereby the revolution in Egypt is being organized and led, and as a result the Egyptian government has shut it all down. One wonders how Paul Revere would have handled it had the Internet been available in 1775 and the British had shut down all Internet Service Providers.

 

 

On the 18th of April in ‘75

The Old North Church was dark as jet

For Paul Revere was safe at home

Tied in to the Internet

Brits move, he wrote in briefest text

Enough to warn the patriot band

Job done he thought of what was next

Of Blackberry’s in every hand

Spreading the word with speed of light

To every Middlesex village and farm

Arousing free men to the fight

Armed men intent on doing harm

Alas the Brits had closed it down

No IPS was running now

As Paul, shut up in Boston town

Raced for his horse, he’d show them how

A Yankee Doodling texting man

Could use his wits when all went wrong

He rode through village, farm and woods

To spread alarm the whole night long

At Lexington the soldiers met

An armed militia, muskets slung

Told to disperse the rabble held

A look, a shout, an insult flung

To Concord then the soldiers marched

To find on leaving that men lie

In woods along the winding road

Who shot them down as they marched by

The Internet quickly restored

Text messages flared forth of course

At speed of light but all men knew

There’s nothing faster than a horse

 

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Distant Drums

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Events in Egypt bode ill for the United States and the rest of the civilized world, for the removal of Mubarak will usher in the inevitable takeover by the fanatical Islamists, and when that happens, when Egypt is allied with Iran and Syria, Turkey and Saudi Arabia will soon follow. And then it will be war or surrender to oil blackmail for the West, and war or surrender to the Holocaust for Israel. And all the while President Obama and the Secretary of State issue platitudes.  

 

 

Softly, in the distance, so far and yet so near

The warm and gentle breezes grow in strength

And slip ever so quietly to our unhearing ear

And swirl around unheeded until, at last, at length

The built on sand foundation of our policy gives way

And the house of cards comes tumbling to the ground

The president still claims he cannot feel the slightest sway

And denies his policy is quite unsound

The wafting gentle breezes now climb up the Beaufort scale

And kingdoms and dictators fall apace

And wind-borne chaos whips the sand of time into a gale

And all in danger scurry for a place

Of quiet harbor safety till the storm blows itself out

They cry to Washington to ease their fears

But Washington is busy, turning deaf ears to the shout

Though many have predicted this for years

 

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Dhimming Lights

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The lights are starting to dim in the Middle East. Tunisia and now Egypt, are about to join the current hard Islamic nations of Iran and Syria. Lebanon has been effectively taken over by Hizbollah and Gaza by Hamas. Saudi Arabia will join them as soon as it is apparent to the Saudis that the strong horse has spoken, and Turkey is drifting inexorably into line. The object of these hard Islamic terror based countries is the conquest of the West, by whatever means, and the turning of the Western populations into dhimmis, second class citizens in their own countries, unable to vote or own property, unable to work where they please or live where they please. Nothing short of a new Caliphate is the goal, with the capital most likely again in Greater Baghdad. The lights are dimming throughout the Middle East, and they are dhimming as well for us. And when Iran gets the bomb the lights will no longer be dimming, they will go out.

 

 

In 1914 it was said

The lights in chancelleries now burned

Throughout the night as events marched

To their conclusion as they must

And so they counted up their dead

As shells and mortars good earth churned

Leaving land now dead and parched

And living men turned into dust

And so again the lights turn low

The fertile crescent writhes and turns

The land between the rivers screams

And none can stay the coming thrust

We brace for what we do not know

Yet it shall come, the searing burns

And send the best of all our dreams

To their conclusion as they must

 

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The Good Earth

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Writer Amy Chua says Chinese mothers are Mother Tigers who drive their children to achieve at all costs. A Chinese child is expected to attend the best schools, get the best grades, and get the best jobs. No slacking, no shirking, or Mama Tiger will burn all your toys. Does this work? The evidence is that it does, though the extremely high performance rating for Shanghai schools is suspect. There is no question however that kids who burn the books are the ones who solve the problems, and if we’re not careful it may turn out that to the Chinese we are the problem.

 

 

Once the land of floods and famines

Now the land of lithesome gamins

Who grow up as Tiger Mothers

At least the ones who have no brothers

For if she had a brother dear

Then she herself would not be here

One child is all a family gets

Which does explain how mama frets

When only child just likes to play

And be a boy not work all day

To shoot some hoops not read five books

Despite the fearful Tiger’s looks

By all means lad, go get your grades

You’ve got it all, a slam in spades

 

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The Next Crusade

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Throughout the Muslim world, and in particular the Arab Muslim world, with the notable exception of Kuwait, Christians of all kinds are kept in second class status, in some places unable to hold a Christian religious service without fear of death or jail. Recently the rise of fundamentalist Islam has led to outright killing of Christians just for being Christians. Murders of Christians by Muslims in Egypt and elsewhere have drawn only soft reproaches from the West, who fear that to complain more loudly will only lead to more killings. This sort of thing happened before, after the Arab conquest of Christian North Africa. The response of the West at that time was the Crusades. Is the time for another Crusade drawing near?

 

 

Step softly lest we cause them pain

To even question is not ours to gain

The Muslim has the right to hold as slave

The Christian whom we dare not think to save

Oh no we must not think to question why

Our Christian brothers are subject to die

For even speaking Allah’s sacred name

And thus to burn in hell’s eternal flame

But it was not forever thus

That Christians did forbear to make a fuss

They strapped on helm and shield and sharpened swords

They would not be the cursed Muslim’s wards

They fought them to the death their faith to keep

But now the West is slumb’ring deep in sleep

We do not know just who we are

And that is why we are a falling star

 

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Bread

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Authoritarian governments are always socialist, whether the iron socialism of communism or the softer socialism of Europe. But essentially they are all the same. The Left proclaims they care, they only want to help, they only want what’s fair for all. They never tell you the truth, that what they really want is to rule. Rule your life, rule your soul, rule your very being, your every breath. But socialism inevitably fails, and failure leads to hungry kids, and hungry kids leads to angry men, and angry men lead to democracy or totalitarianism. And you never know which it will be.. 

 

 

In failing lands where price of bread

Is far beyond a poor man’s pay

Where hungry kids lie in their bed

That man will look to find a way

To feed his kids and keep them well

When government has failed to keep

The promises that they did sell

That lulled the populace to sleep

The bubbles burst, they always do

The dreams of socialists soon die

As benefits flow to the few

And in their beds the hungry lie

 

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