THINK GLOBO. ACT LOCO.
Shakespeare was a Sufi. Yes, we've heard it all before. Now, for our further education as dhimmis in the multi-culti world of the West we can go to the theatre to watch Hamlet as Ottoman. Dr. Pepper, a writer at http://jihadwatch.org supplies a new and improved version that is sure to supplant that old stuff the cultural imperialists try to shovel down our ears. Personally, we're rather keen to move on to the undiscovered land if Islam encroaches onto the scene much further. But before we go, let's leave a reminder of our presence, a nod and a wink for the ghost of times past.***
To behead, or not to behead -- that is the question:Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous InfidelsOr to take arms against a sea of ChristiansAnd by opposing end them. To die, to explode --No more -- and by an explosion to say we endThe humiliation, and the thousand impure shocksThat flesh is heir to. 'Tis a ShahadaDevoutly to be wished. To die, to explode --To explode -- perchance to Paradise: ay, there's no rub,For in that bomb of death what Paradise may comeWhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Cannot give us pause. There's disrespectThat makes calamity of so long life.For who would bear the whips and scorns of Fitna,Th'Occupier's wrong, the proud Jew's contumelyThe pangs of despised honor, Sharia's delay,The insolence of Saudis, and the spurnsThat patient merit of th'unworthy takes,When he himself might his quietus makeWith a full rucksack? Who would Infidels bear,To grunt and sweat under an X-Rayed life,But that the joy of virgins after death,The undiscovered Caliphate, from whose bournNo martyr returns, inflames the will,And makes us insensate of those ills we haveTo fly to buildings that we know not of.
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