The Islamic Master Plan for World Domination
Wherever there is injustice in the world, you will find him.
Wherever there is unrest or strife in the world, you will find him.
Wherever there is famine or pestilence, you will find him.
Wherever there is pain and suffering, you will find him.
Faster than a spraying machine gun, more powerful than an explosive-packed car bomb, able to cross international borders in the dark of night, it's the Islamic radical extremist! Wherever brother is pitted against brother, he lurks, sowing seeds of discontent, providing guns and bombs, feeding on the hate and greed between men in the name of Islam.
He lurks in the jungles of Indonesia, he hides in the mountains of Afghanistan, he plots from his lair in Pakistan, he sells guns in the rebel camps of Georgia, he marches through the war-torn villages of Northern Africa, he raises money in the mosques of America, he creeps quietly into the cities of Europe. Slowing, inexorably, Islamic radicals are moving to fulfill their destiny of an Islamic-ruled world. They seek out the small fires of hate that plaque mankind, fanning them with guns and bombs and more hate, helping to build the conflagration until, in the chaos of the inferno, they overwhelm their allies and take control.
Each year the grasping tentacles of radical Islam reach a little further into the dark recesses of the world, their spread hidden by the superficial chaos on which they feed, their grip a little tighter. Is this the master plan of some as yet unknown evil genius or are these unrelated crimes of opportunity. Radical Islam seems remarkably adept at turning to its own advantage the tragedies that afflict the world. If no single evil yet holds the reigns, eventually one will emerge. Will the world notice? And will it be too late?
Wherever there is unrest or strife in the world, you will find him.
Wherever there is famine or pestilence, you will find him.
Wherever there is pain and suffering, you will find him.
Faster than a spraying machine gun, more powerful than an explosive-packed car bomb, able to cross international borders in the dark of night, it's the Islamic radical extremist! Wherever brother is pitted against brother, he lurks, sowing seeds of discontent, providing guns and bombs, feeding on the hate and greed between men in the name of Islam.
He lurks in the jungles of Indonesia, he hides in the mountains of Afghanistan, he plots from his lair in Pakistan, he sells guns in the rebel camps of Georgia, he marches through the war-torn villages of Northern Africa, he raises money in the mosques of America, he creeps quietly into the cities of Europe. Slowing, inexorably, Islamic radicals are moving to fulfill their destiny of an Islamic-ruled world. They seek out the small fires of hate that plaque mankind, fanning them with guns and bombs and more hate, helping to build the conflagration until, in the chaos of the inferno, they overwhelm their allies and take control.
Each year the grasping tentacles of radical Islam reach a little further into the dark recesses of the world, their spread hidden by the superficial chaos on which they feed, their grip a little tighter. Is this the master plan of some as yet unknown evil genius or are these unrelated crimes of opportunity. Radical Islam seems remarkably adept at turning to its own advantage the tragedies that afflict the world. If no single evil yet holds the reigns, eventually one will emerge. Will the world notice? And will it be too late?
