Dr. Jai Maharaj
2017-09-11 16:03:54 UTC
How September 11 made me what I am.
By Daniel Greenfield
Monday, September 11, 2017
Daniel Greenfield, a Shillman Journalism Fellow at the
Freedom Center, is an investigative journalist and writer
focusing on the radical left and Islamic terrorism.
"In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most
Compassionate," a terrorist declares on the Flight 93
cockpit recording. That's followed by the sounds of the
terrorists assaulting a passenger.
"Please don't hurt me," he pleads. "Oh God."
As the passengers rush the cabin, a Muslim terrorist
proclaims, "In the name of Allah."
As New York firefighters struggle up the South Tower with
100 pounds of equipment on their backs trying to save
lives until the very last moment, the Flight 93
passengers push toward the cockpit. The Islamic hijackers
call out, "Allahu Akbar." The Islamic supremacist term
originated with Mohammed's massacre of the Jews of
Khaybar and means that Allah is greater than the gods of
Mohammed Atta had advised his fellow terrorists that when
the fighting begins, "Shout, 'Allahu Akbar,' because this
strikes fear in the hearts of the non-believers." He
quoted the Koran's command that Muslim holy warriors
terrorize non-believers by beheading them and urged them
to follow Mohammed's approach, "Take prisoners and kill
The 9/11 ringleader quoted the Koran again. "No prophet
should have prisoners until he has soaked the land with
On Flight 93, the fighting goes on. "Oh Allah. Oh the
most Gracious," the Islamic terrorists cry out. "Trust in
Allah," they reassure. And then there are only the chants
of, "Allahu Akbar" as the plane goes down in a
Pennsylvania field leaving behind another blood-soaked
territory in the Islamic invasion of America.
Today that field is marked by the "Crescent of Embrace"
Thousands of Muslims cheered the attack in those parts of
Israel under the control of the Islamic terrorists of the
Palestinian Authority. They shouted, "Allahu Akbar" and
handed out candy.
But similar ugly outbreaks of Islamic Supremacism were
also taking place much closer to home.
On John F. Kennedy Boulevard, in Jersey City, across the
river from Manhattan, crowds of Muslim settlers
celebrated the slaughter of Americans. "Some men were
dancing, some held kids on their shoulders," a retired
Jersey City cop described the scene. "The women were
shouting in Arabic."
Similar Islamic festivities broke out on Atlantic Avenue
in Brooklyn, a major Islamic settlement area, even as in
downtown Manhattan, ash had turned nearby streets into
the semblance of a nuclear war. Men and women trudged
over Brooklyn Bridge or uptown to get away from this
strange new world.
Many just walked. They didn't know where they were going.
I was one of them.
That Tuesday was a long and terrible education. In those
hours, millions of Americans were being educated about
many things: what happens when jet planes collide with
skyscrapers, how brave men can reach the 78th floor with
100 pounds of equipment strapped to their backs and what
are the odds are of finding anyone alive underneath the
rubble of a falling tower. They were learning about a
formerly obscure group named Al Qaeda and its boss. But
they were also being educated about Islam.
Islamic terrorism was once something that happened "over
there." You saw it on the covers of Time or Newsweek back
when those were staples of checkout counters and medical
offices. But even after the World Trade Center bombing,
it wasn't truly "over here." But now it was. The war was
Jai Maharaj, Jyotishi