Taliban, ISIS, NAACP. What’s the difference? A Limerick.

ancient-buddhas-destroyedAs the Taliban, ISIS are doers.

NAACP are hem-and-hoers.

“Destroy history! Blast!”

“And forget our past,”

and repeat it as doomsdaying wooers.

The pictures tell the stories.:

Top: Taliban destroys ancient Buddha carvings.

Next: ISIS destroys the Muslim Tomb of Jonah, not

JonahTomb blowupthe Jewish tomb of Jonah.

Next: MLK day in Columbia, South Carolina 2011.

Prominent at that location is a large bronze statue of George Washington. That year, the NAACP constructed a “box” to conceal the Father of His Country from view so that participants would not be offended by his presence.

Bottom picture: NAACP proposes to sand blast the carvings of President Jefferson Davis and Generals Robert E. Lee and Thomas J. “Stonewall” Jackson from Stone Mountain.


What is the difference? The means and ideology are different,

but the thought process the same.

stonemtn071715Will we ever learn?



The most important battle in world history. So I was told in history class.

The most important battle in world history. So I was told in history class.

The year was 1952. We were studying world history, and our teacher, we called him Kamelen (the Camel) for he was an ambler, mentioned “the most important battle in world history”. My ears popped up, and for once I was listening. The Prophet of Islam Mohammed died in 632 A.D., and in one hundred short years later the warring jihadists had conquered the Middle East, Northern Africa and Spain. They plundered and took slaves wherever they went, and the fairest young maidens were taken back to the Caliph and his ruling class to be wives, concubines, servants, sex slaves, whatever suited their fancy. Males were also taken as slaves, if they refused to submit they were also castrated so as not to cause any further trouble. The Jihadists were promised the only sure way to heaven, a place of immense sexual indulgence, was to die for the cause, so they seemed invincible.

ToursHaving conquered Spain the Jihadists crossed the Pyrenees and started conquering France. They went as far north as Tours, but there they met a different type of enemy, a people not afraid to defend themselves against aggressing invaders. The Jihadists, led by Abd-er Rahman, governor of Spain had horses and chariots and swords and shields, the defenders were foot soldiers with bows and arrows swords, shields, axes, javelins, and daggers. The French Army under the leadership of Charles Martel was well trained in their weaponry, but they had also called for help from the feared Norsemen who would have nothing to do with people stealing their best women. It was time to defend to the last man. The battle raged on for days. During the nights the Norsemen used their superior hunting skills and picked off horses, causing great consternation among the Jihadists who was used to people surrendering rather than fighting. There was a Norseman named Holger the Dane, credited with leading the guerilla part of the fight. He later took on mythical proportions and can now be found in the basement of Elsinore Castle in Denmark, temporarily in bronze, but, as “the twelfth Viking” he will come back to life again in the time of Denmark’s greatest need.


Anyhow, the Muslim leader Abd-er Rahman was killed in the battle, and the Muslims, not knowing what to do when their leader was dead retreated back to Spain where they remained until the late 1400’s.

And that’s how the world was saved from the Muslim Hordes in the most important battle in world history. This I learned in seventh grade in World History class.

Now it is considered bigoted if one mentions national pride, but this is a part of history. When I came to the U.S.A in 1968 no-one knew about this battle, but everyone knew that the crusades were bad. Go figure.

Who am I?

I found this on the internet. I have no idea who the original author is, but I found it correct in all the things I have been able to check.
Who am I?
I was born in one country, raised in another.
My father was born in another country.
I was not his only child. He fathered several children with numerous women.
I became very close to my mother, as my father showed no interest in me.
My mother died at an early age from cancer.
Although my father deserted me and my mother raised me, I later wrote a book idolizing my father, not my mother.
Later in life, questions arose over my real name.
My birth records were sketchy. No one was able to produce a legitimate, reliable birth certificate.
There is a controversy about who my real father was. Three persons have been mentioned as possible candidates.
I grew up practicing one faith but converted to Christianity, as it was widely accepted in my new country, but I practiced non-traditional beliefs and didn’t follow Christianity, except in the public eye under scrutiny.
I worked and lived among lower-class people as a young adult, disguising myself as someone who really cared about them.
That was before I decided it was time to get serious about my life and embarked on a new career.
I wrote a book about my struggles growing up. It was clear to those who read my memoirs that I had difficulties accepting that my father abandoned me as a child.
I became active in local politics in my 30′s; then, with help behind the scenes, I literally burst onto the scene as a candidate for national office in my 40s.
They said I had a golden tongue and could talk anyone into anything.
I had a virtually non-existent resume, little work history, and no experience in leading a single organization.
Yet I was a powerful speaker and citizens were drawn to me, as though I were a magnet and they were small roofing tacks.
I drew incredibly large crowds during my public appearances. This bolstered my ego.
At first, my political campaign focused on my country’s foreign policy… I was very critical of my country in the last war, and seized every opportunity to bash my country.
But what launched my rise to national prominence were my views on the country’s economy.
I pretended to have a really good plan on how we could do better, and every poor person would be fed and housed for free.
I knew which group was responsible for getting us into this mess.
It was the free market, banks and corporations.
I decided to start making citizens hate them and, if they became envious of others who did well, the plan was clinched tight.
I called mine “A People’s Campaign”.
That sounded good to all people.
I was the surprise candidate because I emerged from outside the traditional path of politics and was able to gain widespread popular support.
I knew that, if I merely offered the people ‘hope’, together we could change our country and the world.
So, I started to make my speeches sound like they were on behalf of the downtrodden, poor, ignorant to include “persecuted minorities”.
My true views were not widely known, and I kept them unknown, until after I became my nation’s leader.
I had to carefully guard reality, as anybody could have easily found out what I really believed, if they had simply read my writings and examined those people I associated with. I’m glad they didn’t.
Then I became the most powerful man in the world.
And then the world learned the truth.
Who am I?
Did you think of SOMEONE ELSE?
If so, go back and learn history!