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“The Case of The Celebrated Conquest; The Great Mosque of New York”
By Randy Wyles | August 4, 2010
It was a controversial decision by New York City leaders, including Mayor Michael Bloomberg, to approve the construction of a mosque just two blocks from Ground Zero. Having investigated Muslims and conducted surveillance around mosques, I can tell you that such an edifice will have a tremendous effect on the area and the people in that neighborhood as the Muslim population rises to overtake NYC and make the largest city in America the largest city in Islam.
“Park 51″
Isaac stood still for a moment in a city that never did. Around the old man churned the constant white noise of city traffic; taxi horns, the deep rumble of “bob-tail” delivery trucks – even the sputter of a Vespa. He looked at the hand written directions scribbled beneath the words “Park 51” on the crumpled piece of scrap paper in his hand – and then looked at the building in front of him.
“This is it?”
A dilapidated old building – sandwiched between two other rundown commercial properties – which had become the most controversial hot spot in the city and all within the single block between West Broadway and Church Street.
“Well, it doesn’t look like much,” he mumbled, “but, neither did Auschwitz.”
Amid the white noise, Isaac could hear slow, but distinct foot falls grinding into the grainy debris of the sidewalk as they approached from behind.
“Beautiful, yes? Well,” the Arab voice added with a prideful sigh, “it will be.”
Isaac didn’t turn – the Arab accent continued, “15 stories, $100-million and the most unique facility of its kind in the city…probably the country.”
Isaac still offered no acknowledgment.
“Perhaps you would like to see inside –”
“The murderers’ lair, no,” Isaac responded acerbically as he turned to face the Imam behind him. “I have seen the insides of the beast and I wish no part of it.” He smiled disingenuously. The Imam’s smile had already faded into an expression of scorn.
“You are just like the rest,” the Imam assessed slowly – and with contempt. “We are building a place of worship; a place to gather, to invite all who…”
“Save it!” Isaac’s clipped outburst remained reserved, but loud enough for the two of them over the white noise. “We have heard it before!” Isaac made no attempt to smile any longer; the anger of the ages shooting from his eyes.
“The clothing changes,” Isaac sneered as he looked up and down, pointing at the Imam’s flowing Galabiyya suit and Kufi skull cap, “whether skull caps on the head of the Imam – or skulls and ‘SS’ insignias on the cap of the Nazi. It makes no difference – the murderers are the same.
“The places change” – Isaac looked at the building – “a rundown office building, a shining new mosque” – he turned his gaze back to the Imam – “or der Fuhrer’s Berghof at Berchtesgaden, it is all the same.”
“Do I know you?” The Imam kept his demeanor pleasant – politically correct.
“Do not be coy,” Isaac replied. “You have known me since the days of our father.”
The Imam cracked a slight smile, “I was merely offering a look inside.”
“A look inside,” Isaac repeated with emphatic disdain. “A look inside at what? A look inside your cult that cuts off the noses and ears of your women because they speak their opinions to their husbands; that stones and whips your women because they wish to learn; that brainwashes your young men into thinking Allah awaits with virgins as gifts, if only the ignorant boys will blow themselves up in a crowded marketplace and kill hundreds of innocent people – or fly jet planes into tall buildings not two blocks from here, killing thousands?! Some were your own countrymen! Is that what you wish to show me inside?
“Or is it the propaganda which you would have the world believe; your claims that, after thousands of years of murdering, you have suddenly changed your ways toward the ‘infidels’ – that you wish to embrace them as your brethren, even though you own teachings order your to kill all of the ‘infidels’ that you can?
“Hussam Fawzi Jabar – your own cleric – even said ‘Hitler was right to do what he did to the Jews.’(*) He said that just the other day …but I’m supposed to believe you have changed since then? And I am suppose to enter this empty building that you will soon desecrate with a mosque and walk around with you as you describe the prayer rooms, the meeting rooms, the swimming pool and movie theater – all places where you will plot to kill me and others like me?
“Do you really think that I believe this will only be a ‘community center’ – that the memorial to ‘9/11’ that you say you will put here will not really be a monument to those cowards who flew those planes into those buildings that stood right over there!” Isaac found himself on tiptoes, pointing toward the area just a few blocks away where the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center stood until that clear September morning.
He had not realized how emotional he had become; how he had begun to rant; how fresh the wounds remained. He still felt the pain; he still smelled the smoke and choked on the dust that filled his lungs as he made his way through the billowing clouds of death and destruction to one of the boats carrying terrorized New Yorkers to the safety of New Jersey. And now, the thought of a mosque in the shadow of Ground Zero – this abomination before God – it was all too much.
“I know your plan,” Isaac whispered to the Imam. “You slither into our society and quietly spread your poison, acting as if you are a ‘part of the fabric’ – just another ‘American’ with the freedom to worship as he chooses. But you are lying. Your ‘place of worship’ harbors criminals against humanity and houses plots to end western civilization. It is not a ‘place of worship’ – it is the latest mark of conquest, just like the Temple Mount in Jerusalem and The Great Mosque of Córdoba. Every time the Muslims conquer, they build a mosque to celebrate their conquest. This is your celebration of ‘9/11’ – that is why you want it here!
The Imam smiled to conceal this hidden agenda and stretched out his arms toward the sky, “But we all worship the same god.”
“NO!” Isaac yelled with indignation. “NO! My God is the God of Israel – your god walks the earth in shame and you are his blood agent. And with my last breath I shall rise up against you as I always have – you and this…” – Isaac turned and lifted his fist – “this unholy place. And you shall never rest here!”
Isaac slowly lowered his fist and turned back to see the dark, Machiavellian eyes of the Imam.
“It never changes, does it, Isaac?” The Imam brooded.
“No, Ishmael”, replied Isaac, “Since the time of our father, it never has.”
Isaac walked away toward Church Street. Ishmael stood still for a moment – in a city that never will.
(*) Egyptian Cleric Hussam Fawzi Jabar made the statement “Hitler was right to say what he said and to do what he did to the Jews” during a television interview on July 11, 2010.
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