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Islam, Muslims and National Security

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Islam, Muslims and National Security

James R. Aist

“Islam is not a religion but a political system based on religion.” – General Mike Flynn

Disclaimer

In this article, I will tell the truth and share many important facts that you need to know about Islam and its adherents, Muslims. While Islam is inherently violent, especially toward Christians and Jews, many claiming to be Muslims are not. I am in no way condoning or promoting violence or discrimination against truly peace-loving Muslims that do not support Jihad, Caliphate and/or Sharia Law; they are not our enemies, and we should not view or treat them as such.

Introduction

My aim here is to present certain core facts and truths about Islam and Muslims and to provide links to a few, key, on-line, source articles that you can access easily to both verify what I have to say and to flesh out the main points for yourself. This is a very important topic for you to become fully aware of, so I strongly urge you take the time to read my source articles. Radical Islamists, representing Islam, are dead set on Caliphate (world-wide political and religious domination) and are already actively carrying out Jihad (holy war) and establishing their Sharia Law here in America, so you really do need to know the facts and the truth about this.

Islam versus Muslims

It is important here to keep in mind the distinction between the religion (Islam) and the people (Muslims). As Matt Barber has so succinctly pointed out (click HERE), “Islam is about control. The word itself means “submission.” It is a socio-political pseudo-religion based upon the incoherent scribblings of one man – the “prophet” Muhammad, a warring tyrant who, as even the Quran concedes, was a murderous misogynist and pedophile.” Radical Islamists, representing Islam, are dead set on Caliphate and are actively carrying out Jihad and establishing Sharia Law. They have been doing this since the founding of Islam by the false prophet Muhammad around 600 A.D. For a thorough and authentic account of the history, aims and methods of Muhammad and Islam, click HERE.

Islam is a religion of violence, not peace, because their holy book, the Quran, repeatedly instructs true Muslims to carry out violence against all infidels (non-Muslims). In fact, “The Quran contains at least 109 verses that call Muslims to war with non-believers for the sake of Islamic rule. Some are quite graphic, with commands to chop off heads and fingers and kill infidels wherever they may be hiding. Muslims who do not join the fight are called ‘hypocrites’ and warned that Allah will send them to Hell if they do not join the slaughter (Click HERE).” Many of these calls to violence and murder are specifically aimed at Christians and Jews who refuse to convert to Islam. Recall that the Arab countries bordering Israel are sworn to the annihilation of Israel at all costs, and note the ongoing slaughter of Christians by ISIS in Islamic countries and elsewhere. You can find HERE an extensive list of the ongoing acts of violence and murder perpetrated against non-Muslims in the name of their false god, Allah. Truth be told, Islam is a false religion with a false prophet and a false god. And we can know that their “god” is not the God of Christianity, as the Roman Catholic Pope says it is, because their “god” does not have a Son called Jesus Christ and their “god” requires them to persecute and/or kill Christians and Jews who refuse to convert to Islam. Think about that for a moment.

Now let’s turn our attention specifically to Muslims, the adherents of Islam. There is a wide spectrum of folks who call themselves Muslim, ranging from actively radical terrorists (such as ISIS), to so-called moderates (inactive supporters of Jihad, Caliphate and Sharia Law), to actually peaceful Muslims (non-supporters of Jihad, Caliphate and Sharia Law). Worldwide, Muslim support for Jihad, Caliphate and Sharia Law varies greatly from one nation to another (click HERE). Even in America, there is an alarmingly high level of Muslim support for these goals of Islam, as 51% want Sharia Law and 33% believe that Sharia Law should be supreme over the U.S. Constitution! These are the so-called “moderate” Muslims. Among the actively radical, Muslim terrorists groups in America are ISIS, the Muslim Brotherhood, and radical Imams (religious leaders), to mention a few. They have either celebrated or perpetrated the many Islamic terrorist attacks reported in the news over the past several years in America. These are the American Muslims who hate America and want to kill us if we refuse to convert to Islam, as ISIS is currently doing around the world. It has been correctly said that a radical Muslim wants to cut your head off, and a moderate Muslim wants the radical Muslim to cut your head off…in compliance, of course, with the will of Allah as revealed in the Quran.

David P. Brown (citation not available) has explained this difference between a radical Muslim and a “moderate” Muslim like this: “Where is the practicing Muslim who will declare that he/she does not believe any or all of the following quotations (Koran 2:191; 3:28; 3:85; 5:33; 8:12, 60, 65; 9:5, 30, 123; 22:19; 47:4), or other quotations teaching the same thing, from Islam’s holy book, the Koran??? All of the foregoing passages from the Koran demand that those Muslims who will be faithful followers of Allah must oppose and kill those the Koran declares to be Infidels. Just because many Muslims do not personally and directly practice what is taught by these passages from the Koran by no means proves that what these quotations declare are not a part of Islam. The foregoing is the case whether or not Muslims personally and directly practice them or not, or, in other words, whether they are the ones who personally “pull the trigger” to shoot Islam’s infidels or not. Clearly, these passages must be obeyed by Muslims in order for a Muslim to be pleasing to Allah and for them to go to the Islamic Paradise when he/she dies. Moreover, a Muslim is as much a part of Islam’s militant activity when he/she silently supports his/her fellow Muslims without ever wielding a knife, shooting a gun, or blowing himself to pieces in directly killing the Islamic infidels. For every active soldier on the front lines there are many support troops and civilians (did anyone ever hear of the “home front”?) who never engage in personal direct fighting with enemy combatants on the front lines. But support soldiers and the important support of “home front” are as necessary to successfully fighting an enemy as is the combat soldier who personally and directly, actually fires a weapon at an enemy combatant. Anyone who can see through a ladder and read the Koran can know what Islam teaches and what many Muslims are taught to practice.”

What now?

President-elect Donald Trump and his generals know about this and will, very shortly, begin to take action to prevent the Islamization of America; they need our support. We need to stop dealing with Islamic terrorists with “kid gloves” and pursue them aggressively and decisively. This is not the time for “political correctness”, folks. It will suffice to destroy the Islamic terrorists and their terrorist networks both here and abroad, because, without them, the so-called moderates will have no one to do their “dirty work” for them. And the truly peaceful Muslims will continue to live peacefully with the rest of us.

Summary

Truly peaceful Muslims represent about half of the Muslims in America, and they deserve to be treated with dignity and respect. The others – “moderate” Muslims and radical Muslim terrorists – must be prevented from spreading their holy war, Sharia Law and political domination to America. This will require a long, concerted effort – both domestic and foreign – to defeat all forms of radical Islam that threaten the constitutional freedoms and rule of law in America. We have no choice in this matter, as Islam is, in fact, a political system based on religion and dedicated to world domination. In other words, Islam is, by definition, a one-world-order theocracy and an imminent threat to our democratic republic.

(To read more BIBLICAL TEACHINGS by Professor Aist, click HERE)

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Sounds a Bit Fishy to Me: Let’s Take Turns

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Sounds a Bit Fishy to Me: Let’s Take Turns

 “You Go First!” – John

James R. Aist

My good friend, John, introduced me to stream fishing when we were both students at the University of Arkansas, Fayetteville, in the mid-1960s. Stream fishing is where you walk and wade yourself up a stream and fish the relatively still and deep pools as you get to them, hoping to find an unsuspecting bass lurking within, just waiting for his next meal to appear. The best lure for this kind of fishing was a plastic worm with hooks attached by hand, as John had taught me. After I had tried stream fishing by myself, with just enough success to get “hooked” on it, John invited me to drive up into the Ouachita Mountains with him to try our luck up there. That sounded to me like a fun adventure, so one bright, sunny day we headed for the mountains.

John drove us up to one of his favorite mountain streams, and we soon discovered that this stream was nearly dried up. It was running underground between the “fishing pools”, coursing through the creek stones (gravel) from one pool to the next. John assured me that this wouldn’t be a problem, as we could just walk on the dry creek bed from pool to pool. And so we did.

When we arrived at the first pool, it was obvious that it was too small and narrow to be fished by two fishermen at the same time, so John came up with a brilliant idea. “I know”, he said, “Let’s take turns, and whoever catches the biggest fish for the day gets a “large coke”, compliments of the loser.” That sounded fair enough to me, so I agreed. After quickly surmising that the only suitable spot to land a plastic worm was right under an overhanging branch at the end of the pool, and assuming that it would be impossible to do so without getting the worm caught on the branch, John, with a sly grin on his face and confident that there was no way this pool was going to produce a catch for either of us, said, “You go first!” Realizing I had been outsmarted, I had no choice but to go ahead and give it a try.

So, stepping forward and taking careful aim, I anxiously cast the worm toward the calm, open water, just under the overhanging limb, at the far end of the pool, thinking “There’s got to be a good one lurking under there in the shade, and I can catch him if I don’t get my line tangled up on the limb.” The worm sailed swiftly through the clear mountain air and was heading straight for the intended landing site, when – alas and alack – it just barely flew over the limb, hung up there, and left my worm dangling helplessly about a foot above the water. Needless to say, John and I had different reactions to this development. John was elated that he had talked me into going first and was trying to suppress his laughter, while I was clearly bemoaning the fact that I had just barely missed my opportunity to catch the first fish, against all odds as it were.

So, admitting defeat on this first pool, I began to try and free the worm from the branch by making quick, small jerks on the fishing rod to get the worm to hit the branch on its way up and clear the limb without getting hooked on it. This maneuver caused the wiggling worm to dance up and down vigorously, with its tail splashing in the water on each downward motion. Well, as it turned out, there was a good-sized bass waiting under the branch, and this splashing action of the worm was more than he could resist. Just when I had raised the worm up about a foot above the surface of the water to make another quick jerk on the fishing rod to free it, the bass suddenly jumped straight up out of the water, grabbed the worm in its mouth, and fell back into the water, freeing the worm from the limb in the process! Really.

Now, I was as surprised as John was, and it was all I could do to keep my composure. But, in order to maximize the impression I wanted to make on him, I had to pretend that this remarkable turn of events was just commonplace for me and had nothing to do with dumb luck (i.e., “I meant to do that”). So, I just matter-of-factly reeled in my trophy and proudly held it aloft in John’s face as if to say, “Who’s laughing now, John?”

Well, we remained friends and fished on from pool to pool for a couple more hours that afternoon, and we both caught fish on the way. At the end of the day, I owed John a large coke for the biggest fish (He was, after all, the better fisherman), but I took solace in the fact that I had caught the first fish, against all odds. So, as it turned out, we both had “bragging rights” at the end of this fun-filled fishing foray into the Ouachita Mountains. And John enjoyed his large coke.

(To enjoy more of my TRUE TALES, click HERE)

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Either Way, We Die for Christ

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Either Way, We Die for Christ

 James R. Aist

“For to me, to continue living is Christ, and to die is gain.” – Philippians 1:21

There has been an apparent uptick recently in the persecution of Christians for their faith in Jesus Christ. This persecution has taken many forms, including loss of property and/or livelihood, jail time and fines. Many have even lost their lives for refusing to renounce Jesus. These martyred believers have clearly died for Christ. But, what about the rest of us? Are we, too, called to die for Christ, even though we live?

Indeed, we are all called to die for Christ. While we live, we are to be dead to sin, so that we might live for Christ (Romans 6:11, 1 Peter 2:24). We may also have to suffer loss of property and/or livelihood, serve jail time or pay fines for our Christian faith. Jesus put it this way: “If anyone will come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow Me. For whoever will save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will save it.” (Luke 9:23-24).

For our further instruction, the Apostle Paul elaborated considerably on these points:

2 Corinthians 4:8-11. “We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed; and always carrying around in the body the death of the Lord Jesus, that also the life of Jesus might be expressed in our bodies. For we who live are always delivered to death for Jesus’ sake, that also the life of Jesus might be manifested in our mortal flesh;”

Colossians 3:3-4; 8-9. “For you are dead, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ who is our life shall appear, then you also shall appear with Him in glory. Therefore put to death the parts of your earthly nature: sexual immorality, uncleanness, inordinate affection, evil desire, and covetousness, which is idolatry. But now you must also put away all these: anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, and filthy language out of your mouth. Do not lie one to another, since you have put off the old nature with its deeds.”

So, you see, believers who are executed (martyred) because of their Christian faith die physically for Jesus and go immediately to be with Him (2 Corinthians 5:8). And, those who live on become dead to sin, make tangible sacrifices, live righteously and eventually go to be with Jesus as well. Either way, if you are a born-again Christian, you will die because of your faith in Christ and receive your reward in heaven when the time comes.

In the eyes of God, you and I are “to die for”, and Jesus did just that: “While we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8). Our fitting response, then, is to die for Christ, one way or another.

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Bumblebees? Surely You Jest!

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Bumblebees? Surely You Jest!

James R. Aist

“Some people live and learn; others just live.” – Gene

In an earlier story (click HERE), I introduced a childhood activity that we called “fightin’ waspers.” Growing up in the early-to-mid 1950s in Cypress Valley, Arkansas – one of the more rural areas of the state – did not afford much opportunity for the more standard kinds of leisure recreation, to put it conservatively. We lived on a dirt road off of a dirt road, and our friends were few and far between, literally. Consequently, we were often left to dream up novel activities to entertain ourselves, using whatever meager resources were at hand. This particular “adventure” took place when I was about 8-10 years old.

One of the most exotic and creative “games” we came up with to counter the boredom was what we called “fightin’ waspers.” Now, we were already into sneaking up on large “hummingbird” moths feeding on flowering shrubs and smacking them down with home-made ping pong paddles, or “snapping” them with home-made, woven “whips” constructed from cotton string. But we didn’t dare mix it up with our local wasp population, because we didn’t know how to make such an endeavor end well for us.

Not to worry, though; help was on the way. Through the intervention of a family friend, a Mr. Johnson, we learned that wasps cannot sting you while you are holding your breath. Well, it didn’t take long for us to put this new information to good use. But, how could we come up with a plan to, finally, take on the waspers and emerge victorious? After our twisted little minds had mulled it over for a while, we came up with the following rules of engagement: 1) decide beforehand whether we would either a) all stand still and let the waspers fly past without trying to sting us; or, b) strike them down with hand weapons fashioned from small persimmon bushes and try to actually kill as many as we could when they attacked; 2) walk along the dirt/gravel road looking for suitable wasp nests in the bushes lining the ditch, and then throw stones at them until we hit the nest, causing the wasps to “explode” off the nest looking for an enemy to attack; 3) always hold our breath, just in case we were attacked, despite all of our precautions; and 4) everyone will do the exact same thing (freeze or fight) each time we engaged the “enemy.”

After numerous successes, “fightin’ waspers” became established as a permanent part of our repertoire for dispelling boredom in Cypress Valley. Many a time, Johnny and I would summon Herman Lee, Fred Ray and/or Danny Lee to come over and play “fightin’ waspers” with us. And, as God is my witness, I can recall only two or three times anyone got stung, and that was only because they happened to take a fresh breath at just the wrong moment during the fight. Amateurs!

But this, admittedly risky, game took a turn for the worse one fateful Sunday morning. Tommy Joe, Herman Lee, Fred Ray and Danny Lee had joined Johnny and me at our house to “chill” until it was time to walk over to the local church for Sunday School. Now, Tommy Joe had heard about “fightin’ waspers”, but he had never actually participated in any of our wasper fights, and he didn’t know the rules. For some reason, while we were waiting in our living room to walk to church, Tommy Joe asked if we could play “fightin’ waspers” right then and there. When I heard him say that, “Satan entered into me”, and I devised a sinister plan to play a practical joke on Tommy Joe. Boys will be boys, you know.

So, I explained to Tommy Joe that we didn’t have time to roam the road-side looking for a suitable wasp nest, but there is a bumblebee hole (nest) – in the road embankment almost directly across the road – that is easy to find. “But”, I explained, “we only fight waspers, because bumblebees are so big, fly so fast and pack such a wallop in their stingers.” I was sure that would end the conversation. Not to be denied, however, Tommy Joe insisted that he wanted to fight the bumblebees anyway. So, thinking that he was really just bluffing, I led Tommy Joe through the front screen door and out into the front yard to show him the bumblebee hole. Without hesitation and to my surprise, Tommy Joe picked up a stone and proceeded to hurl it at the hole. By that time I was running like the wind back toward that screen door and the protection it would afford.

Alas and alack, and as luck would have it, Tommy Joe’s aim was true, and out came the bumblebees, mad as a hornet (so to speak)! Next thing we knew, Tommy Joe was making a bee-line (pun intended) for the screen door too, yelling and screaming and flailing his arms in panic. Once he was inside the house, we quickly gathered around him to see if he was alright. Well, he was not alright, not at all. A bumblebee had “nailed” him right on the tip of his nose, and his face was already beginning to swell up and turn red. The pain must have been intense, as he was crying and holding his hands to his face. This ruckus attracted the attention of my Mama, who rushed into the room to assess the situation. The moment she asked, “What in the world is going on?” I realized that this was not going to end well for either Tommy Joe or me.

With “such a cloud of witnesses surrounding me”, I had no recourse but to tell the truth and face the consequences. The exact sequence of the ensuing events was like a blur to me, but Mama dealt appropriately with me, making several swift and strategically placed contacts with my rear end, before driving Tommy Joe home and apologizing profusely to his Mama for what had transpired and for the now fully inflated, beet-red face of her poor little boy. And, much to my chagrin and regret, that was the first and the last time Tommy Joe was given permission to attend church with us. Go figure!

To this day I feel really bad about this – perhaps somewhat innocent – practical joke I played on my friend, Tommy Joe. If there is a moral to this story, I suppose it would be to carefully think through a practical joke before you set it in motion. Or, perhaps better yet, don’t set it in motion at all, because it could turn out to be a serious and irreversible disaster, as this one did. That said, “Y’all have a ‘fun-filled’ day, now, ya hear?”

(To enjoy more of my short stories, click HERE)