Thought I would be generous today and share an excerpt from my book with you. I hope that you enjoy it.
The
Salikhin-Riyadus Reconnaissance was meeting for the first time in years with
their counterparts in the United States. They had been watching the state of
the United States over the past few years and were pleased with the steady
decline in their Christian beliefs.
For
a country built on God, they certainly didn’t behave like it. They are a
country of chaos and violence. They have such sinful natures it’s unbelievable.
Their society accepts abortions, living together without being married,
homosexuality, the same sex to marry one another, the practicing of ungodly
religions, fornication, all sorts of sexual immorality and various types of
ungodly behavior. Allah would never stand for such behavior which is why we
must do this. We must rid the world of these Christians and their
damaging beliefs. We cannot allow them to poison the world’s minds any longer.
Polla Basayev stood before the group gathering her thoughts before addressing
them.
This
was a first for her. Women had never had the privilege of addressing the men
before. In fact, they hadn’t had much say in anything. They weren’t even
allowed to participate, though the group did not care if they were martyred for
Allah. She never really understood that, but she was glad that things had
changed. She looked out at the people waiting patiently for her to speak. She
closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she began.
“Ladies and gentlemen, the United States has been sticking its nose
into matters that do not concern them for far too long. They say that we are
the terrorists, but they are the ones who have invaded our lands. They are the
ones who kill our fathers, our mothers, our brothers, our sisters, our
children, our families. They provide weaponry and aide to our enemies. They
disrespect our Islamic faith. They seek to corrupt the Muslim people with their
beliefs and their wicked ways. We can no longer tolerate this behavior!” Polla
said pounding her fists on the table in front of her. She looked around the
room trying to gauge what the people were thinking. It was hard to tell though
she could feel their excitement.
Polla took a deep breath before continuing. “It is time that we stand
up for our slain brothers and sisters. We cannot allow their deaths to mean
nothing. They must pay for the evil that they have done.”
She could feel her heart pounding in her ears. She was getting angrier
by the minute; she could feel it. She couldn’t wait to see them pay dearly for
what they had done. Tears threatened to form in her eyes, but she willed them
away. She started to pace back and forth across the front of the room.
“We have been watching the Big Satan for the past few years and we feel
that they are at their most vulnerable state right now. They have scattered
their military all over the world trying to be the world’s policemen. They have
neglected to keep their home protected and that is where we are going to strike
them—at home. My American counterparts, you have done a wonderful job of
infiltrating the enemy’s camp and blending in. You are going to initiate a
series of attacks with the help of the home unit. When we are done, they will
never know what hit them. Now, who’s with me?” Polla said raising her fist in
the air.
A roar of cheers sounded as people stood up and cheered her on. Despite
the various sects, they were united under one purpose—the destruction of the
United States.
