Triumphant Islam and the gods of the 7th century come to NYC's Ground Zero

There seems to be a national movement to accept the god, Allah, as the same God the Christian and Jew worship, the God of the Bible. It is clear that to say otherwise has become politically incorrect.

Let me share just a little bit about the god of Islam

The gods of the Seventh Century

 

The culture of Mohammed’s world was very animistic. Every Arab tribe had its sacred magic stone(s)
that they believed protected the tribe, resident in the Kaaba. Mohammed’s particular tribe had adopted a
black stone and had set it in the Kaaba. This magical black stone was kissed when people came on their
pilgrimages and worshipped at the Kaaba. It was probably an asteroid or a meteorite, a moonstone, which
they viewed as being divine. All the nomadic tribes had their own tribal deities.

The dominant religion just prior to Mohammed was Sabianism, a religion in which heavenly bodies were
 worshipped. The moon was viewed as a male deity, and they used a lunar calendar. Their pagan rite of fasting  began with the appearance of the crescent moon. Fasting  was later adopted as one of the five pillars of faith of  Islam. Fasting, based on the lunar calendar, in the ninth  month of Ramadan already pre-existed in the Arab culture before Mohammed was even born.

What about the name “Allah?” Muslims claim that  Allah is the same God as Christians worship, just under
another name. Yet, if you look at the history of it, it is  very different. The term “Allah” is a purely Arabic term  used in reference to an Arabian deity. The tribe into which Mohammed was born was particularly devoted  to their Allah, which was the moon god. It was  represented by the black stone they believed had come down from heaven.

In Arabia, the sun god was viewed as female and  the moon was viewed as the male god. In pre-Islamic

 times, Allah, the moon god, was married to the sun god,  and together they produced three goddesses called TheDaughters of Allah.

 They were viewed as being at the top of the pantheon of  Arabian deities, those three hundred and sixty idols in the Kaaba, at Mecca.

Do not ever accept Allah as just another name of the true and  living God, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. This Arabian deity was the god of the Ishmaelites. Ishmael  was not the son of the covenant. Isaac was the son of  the covenant.

 The symbol of the worship of the moon god, Allah,  in pre-Islamic Arab culture, throughout the Middle East,
 was the crescent moon.

  

Today, the crescent moon is on every flag of an Islamic nation. Go to any mosque. What
 is on top of it? A crescent moon, the symbol of Allah,  the moon god. Every Muslim nation that has a flag has  a crescent moon on the flag.

  

Do not be deceived. Today there is a great movement by the Islamites to erect a Mosque at Ground Zero, where Muslim terrorists killed so many people and brought America to its knees, froze air travel and has since put us in a defensive mode never before seen on this soil.

The permits have been granted while we still argue over an American memorial tribute to the dead.

Make no mistake about this. Throughout history, the Muslims have built their victory mosques in the dead center of ever y population they have conquered. This is a memorial site for the great Muslim heroes and martyrs who destroyed this place and killed so many innocents.

A recent, huge protest march of thousands of people who decried this outrage never made the evening news.. Yet, a handful of 4 or 5 Muslims with peace signs were the real news of the day. We have lost the Press and we are losing America.

Is it any wonder that the American Flag is gone from behind the president during most of his White House briefings and replaced by Muslim drapes? Wake up you who sleep.

 Ye are all the children of light, and the children of the day: we are not of the night, nor of darkness. Therefore let us not sleep, as do others; but let us watch and be sober. 1 Thess 5:5-6

To Heck With Dell

 To Heck with Dell

I had to call tech support this week regarding my Dell laptop that has been acting strange. Some lady came on the line and told me I had to press One to speak to someone in English. I quickly checked my phone number to be sure I was calling from America, but finally pressed One because my Spanish and Pakistani skills are less than adequate. I had to fight the urge to press 8.


After 25 minutes of going through a series of recorded directions and options, I finally reached a live person, a lady who obviously did not press One for English. After 10 more minutes of a catastrophic language barrier disaster, she finally put someone else on the line whose minimum level of English could almost be understood through her heavy accent.


Before I explained my problem, she advised me that my call was being recorded for quality assurance purposes.


I advised her that I had been recording the call from the moment I first spoke to the lady who spoke no English and would continue to record the call with her for my own quality assurance purposes.


She told me that I was not authorized to record the call. I asked her who authorized her to record my call, since I certainly did not authorize it. She raised her voice to a new level of authority and demanded that I stop recording the call.


I asked to speak to her supervisor, She responded that she WAS the supervisor and the call would be immediately terminated unless I stopped recording it.


I paused for a moment, trying to decide if I wanted to fight to the death with this woman or get the problem resolved. I figured getting the thing fixed was a higher priority than driving this lady nuts. “OK,” I sighed, “I stopped recording the call. Now Can we get to the problem?”


After taking all my basic information, she then asked for my Password.


“What password,” I asked?


“Your Technical support Password,” she said.


“I don’t have one, never had one, don’t want one,” I snarled. “I just want to you to help me with a simple technical problem, now, today, here, while I am on the phone, not recording you.”


She was now in full control. “Sir, I cannot help you unless you have a technical support password.”


“Will you please give me one,” I begged, feeling a sob working its way up my throat.


“I am not authorized, sir. You have to go on-line to our website and get it there. Thank you for choosing Dell Computer for all your friendly computer needs”   Dial Tone!


I took a short break, banged my head on the Dell laptop several times and then logged on to the Dell website. Well, I tried to log on. It seems I needed a Password to log in, [that I did not have] so that I could get a technical support password for use with that group and another password to pay my bill on line and another to register a complaint.


I turned off the computer and went in to watch Bill O’Reilly. Surely, that would calm me down.


Tomorrow I will drive to Costco and buy a non-Dell laptop.


What I really find frustrating, is that I have to dial One to talk in fractured English to someone in Pakistan about a product I bought in Palm Desert, California, USA that was manufactured in China.