The brains behind Al-Qaeda
FROM hideouts in South Asia, the Spanish-Syrian al-Qaeda strategist published thousands of pages of internet tracts on how small teams of Islamic extremists could wage a decentralised global war against the US and its allies.
With the Afghanistan base lost, he argued, radicals would need to work primarily on their own, though sometimes with guidance from roving operatives acting on behalf of the broader movement.
Last October, Pakistani agents seized Mustafa Setmariam Nasar in a friend's house in the border city of Quetta and turned him over to US intelligence operatives, according to two Pakistani intelligence officials. With Spanish, British and Syrian interrogators lining up to question him, he is a prize catch: he is not a bombmaker or operational planner but one of al-Qaeda's prime theorists for the post-September 11, 2001 world. Revealed: the mastermind behind al-Qaeda's plan to wage global jihad by Craig Whitlock in Madrid
Mark Alexander
9 comments:
bld
Spot on brother.
"If thats all they've got in the way of theorists, then they are a boat without a paddle thats going to get sunk soon enough." - bld
Sort of like the battle of the North Cape, but as farcical comedy. Where's Sid James when you need him?
I seem to recall the German commander of the Scharnhorst was Rear-Adm Bey, now that opens up distinct possiblities, who gets the roll of Grand Admiral Doenitz. Who could we cast for the rolles. Someone stern and imposing for Doentiz, definately a prancing poseur for that of Bey, I have just the carachter in mind , I wonder would he do it though? I hear he is great at the parady of others in the roll of inept Germans. Though he obviously never met one, I can tell, his features, just don't have that crushed look, that distinct imprint of the jack- boot, I know you all know who I'm talking about. I've heard he is all the rage of the in set amongst the Parisian crowd.
Must think some more on this.
Where is everybody? Well, I be a clown without a foil, so I guess I be mine own.
A voice from the audience shouts out
"Sid James is dead mate".
the swift responce
"Well go find his ghost then, that'll really put the fear of GOD into them"
"Not just them, how about us mate?"
Got a Mohammed joke for ya.
Arafat dies and ascends to heaven. Upon reaching the pearly gates, he is greeted by saint Peter, who graciously greets him with the wish that he find the peace and happiness that is the grace of heaven. Where upon Arafat says, "well that's nice saint Peter but I was hoping to see Mohammed".
"Upstairs" says saint Peter pointing to a higher level.
So Arafat ascends to the next level. Upon entering this level he is greeted by Moses, who also greets Arafat warmly, while Arafat holds his nose in the presence of a hated jew.
"Well I really came here to see Mohammed".
"Upstairs" says Moses, with the index finger raised.
So Arafat climbs to a higher level and finds himself in the presence of GOD.
"Welcome Mr Arafat" God greets the terrorist. Arafat is somewhat confused. "GOD" he asks, "I ws hoping to see Mohammed"
"That can be arranged" says GOD
"So would you like a coffee while you wait" asks God
"That would be good" replied Arafat
God raises a finger and calls out over his shoulder.
"Two coffees please Mohammed"
Absolutely bld
Also goes to prove god has one wicked sense of humour. I guess that means that we come by it naturally. The fruit does not fall far from the tree.
It must be awful to be born with such a chip on one's shoulder.
One of lifes crushing burdens. Chips, I mean. Pause awhile and ponder.
Why we be such beasts of burden?
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