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In Britain the grandson of a leading Islamic scholar has been convicted on terrorism charges.

From Jihadwatch

Now, of all Muslims, surely a ‘alim’s grandson would be in a good position to know the true nature of jihad — you know, that it’s primarily about “being a better student, a better colleague, a better business partner. Above all, to control one’s anger.” Just another Misunderstander of Islam?

By day he attended lessons at the local comprehensive and did as he was told.

But in the evening he spent hours surfing jihadist sites and distributing material to others as part of what the Crown branded a “worldwide conspiracy” to “wipe out” non-Muslims.

London’s Blackfriars Crown Court heard it contained detailed instructions about making napalm, other high explosives, detonators, and grenades, and “how to kill”.

He was 15 when recruited by Aabid Khan, 23, a “key player” in radicalising the impressionable and vulnerable here and abroad with his message of “violent jihad’

This was emailed to me today. I got a laugh out of it.

Here’s a prime example of ‘men are from Mars, women are from Venus’ offered by an English professor at the University of Pheonix.
The professor told his class one day:

“Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached.”

The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca (female) and Gary (male).
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THE STORY:
(first paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn’t decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.

(second paragraph by Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. ” A.S. Harris to Geostation 17,” he said into his transgalactic communicator. “Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far…” But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship’s cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.

(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.”Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel,” Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. “Why must one lose one’s innocence to become a woman?” she pondered wistfully.

Gary
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu’udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu’udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.

(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent,chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.

(Gary)
Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. “Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F–KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I’m such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!”

(Rebecca)
Asshole.

(Gary)
B*tch

(Rebecca)
F__K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!

(Gary)
Go drink some tea – w*ore.

(TEACHER)
*A+ - I really liked this one.*

Last year, I was having a discussion with a friend who had just seen Al Gore’s An inconvenient truth.
What possible reason would he have to lie? What’s in it for him? She asked.
Here’s 98 million reasons;

Al Gore has a fortune worth an estimated $100 million. When he left office as Vice-President he was worth $2 million, so he’s about $98 million richer just 8 years later. (Source Here, PDF)

Most of the Global Warming Prophet Profiteer’s new riches come from his ‘work’ promoting the global warming fear fest.

The Rudd government has bent over backwards to appear nice and compassionate.
Their overpowering desire to be seen this way is what brought about these changes to our immigration detention policy.

They will be given access to legal representation and the opportunity to appeal immigration department decisions to the Administrative Appeals Tribunal.

The immigration department will have to justify every three months why a person is being detained.

Only the really, really dodgy asylum seekers who are judged to pose a risk to the community will be detained.
They will be detained in a brand new $400 million facility on Christmas Island. A facility judged to be unsuitable and too harsh by refugee advocate groups.
If I were a genuine refugee, fleeing my homeland, fearing for my life, I would be feeling extremely grateful and lucky to be safe and sound and well fed in a $400 million resort facility. But hey, that’s just me.
What do you get for $400 million these days? If i paid that sort of money and didn’t get a swimming pool, I’d be feeling pretty ripped off. What about a theatre room? Prayer room? Library? Private suites?

REFUGEE advocates who have toured Australia’s new immigration detention centre on Christmas Island say it is “extremely harsh” and unsuitable.

Amnesty International and seven other groups have signed a letter to Immigration Minister Chris Evans, saying the facility is not appropriate for processing asylum seekers.

Nasty Kevin Rudd. Nasty little man.
Our fearless leader and his immigration minister Chris Evans, have failed the nice test! All that sucking up has been for nothing.
Doesn’t the idiot running this country know that, short of opening the doors and letting anyone in who wants to come here, no amount of brown nosing will ever please the refugee advocates.

From The religion of peace

The all-male Saudi Olympic team at the opening ceremonies in Beijing.
Quite appropriately, the country’s flag features the Shahada (”There is no god but Allah and Muhammad is his messenger”) along with a sword.

The bikini Olympics.

What women wear in the Olympic games are the worst clothes possible.

This is said with a straight face while wearing his dressing gown and a teatowel on his head.

Women have never got naked for sport like they do in the Olympics.

Hmmm which Olympic sport is it which features naked women?

THERE IS THE erroneous assertion that Radical Islam is not connected with mainstream (moderate) Islam in any way, that the religion of Islam has been “hijacked by a few extremists” that the vast majority of Muslims do not agree with the Islamofascists. Such thinking is a terrible error and a grave threat to America’s national security, especially in this age of nuclear terrorism.

Read the rest here

FEDERAL Arts Minister Peter Garrett has announced $37 million in funding for indigenous arts and culture, saying they touch and resonate with people all over the world.

I’m assuming this is in addition to whatever they already receive from Federal and State Governments.
If he’s correct then government funding must be unnecessary. Clearly indigenous art is already a raging success worldwide.

Mr Garrett says it will go to indigenous arts, cultural, languages and broadcasting programs Australia-wide in 2008-09.

Good to know languages are in there. That will undoubtedly increase Aboriginal youths chances of gaining employment.

The funding, through four government programs, will support activities of almost 250 organisations.

“All Australians will enjoy the cultural benefits which will flow from the projects that receive these funds: the dance, festivals, music, television and radio productions, the arts and crafts and the revival and strengthening of our indigenous languages,” Mr Garrett said.

How arrogant of Peter Garrett to assume he can speak for ALL Australians.
I don’t care if they’re Aboriginal or white or purple with pink spots. If the artists are any good they should not need tax payers money.

“We do see and continue to see that indigenous art .. is touching people all over the world.”

All these people all over the world are already being touched by indigenous art. So why do they need more money?

It’s like they have some sort of inferiority complex.

Cucumbers broke Al-Qaeda’s power in Iraq!

Besides the terrible killings inflicted by the fanatics on those who refuse to pledge allegiance to them, Al-Qa’eda has lost credibility for enforcing a series of rules imposing their way of thought on the most mundane aspects of everyday life.
They include a ban on women buying suggestively-shaped vegetables, according to one tribal leader in the western province of Anbar.

Sheikh Hameed al-Hayyes, a Sunni elder, told Reuters: “They even killed female goats because their private parts were not covered and their tails were pointed upward, which they said was haram.

“They regarded the cucumber as male and tomato as female. Women were not allowed to buy cucumbers, only men.”

Other farcical stipulations include an edict not to buy or sell ice-cream, because it did not exist in the time of the Prophet, while hair salons and shops selling cosmetics have also been bombed.

Most seriously, Sheikh al-Hayyes said: “I saw them slaughter a nine-year old boy like a sheep because his family didn’t pledge allegiance to them.”…

Those Al-Qa’eda boys sure do hate women.
I wonder what all this means psychologically. I know two words come to my mind;
Latent homosexuality.

A STUDY looking into the extinction of Australia’s prehistoric animals has dispelled scientific beliefs that climate change drove their disappearance.

The first findings of the study suggests overhunting by humans delivered the final blow to Tasmania’s giant prehistoric animals, known as ‘megafauna’.

It wasn’t climate change?
It was human overhunting?
But didn’t the Aboriginals have a harmonious affinity with their surroundings? Isn’t it just the evil white man who shows such blatant disregard for nature and her magnificent creatures?

Hahahahaha

A giant inflatable dog turd by American artist Paul McCarthy has blown away from an exhibition in the garden of a Swiss museum, bringing down a power line and breaking a greenhouse window before landing again.

The art work, titled Complex Shit, is the size of a house.