False Motivation

So, I’m trying to ease back into the blogosphere and I figured I’d write on a more personal level like I used to.

I’m currently on CQ (24 hour desk duty) at the moment, and it reminds me of how it feels to be in Garrison again. I’m still attempting to settle into this normal world, and it’s a very slow process. I’m still a very irritable guy, I’m still hyper-vigilant, I still think of Iraq. People continue to tell me “That’s normal, you’re still readjusting” but that just irritates and frustrates me more, because it’s not normal, I’m not adjusting as fast as I want and it makes me feel helpless.

I am settling into my marriage as well, and that’s pretty pleasant. I’m glad I’ve found someone who is willing to take care of me, and be patient with me despite all my shortcomings. Someone who reminds me to take a deep breath when other motorists act stupid, or when the screen door comes off of it’s track and becomes impossible to put back on; all those times when I just want to scream, punch, curse, and generally freak out.

I’ve been to a psychologist to try and explain these feelings of frustration but I get brushed off time after time “Come back and see me in 3 months if you still feel the same” “Have you tried sleeping more often?” “Would you like some prescription drugs?”

Like I said though, I’m blessed to have my wonderful wife to take care of me otherwise I’d probably be a true mental case by now, I hate being brushed off.

With that being said I’m tired, and I hope to blog again in a few hours on something related to current events.

Take care, stay motivated (I’ll try to stay awake).

-TS-

Yes, I admit it I suck at this regular blogging update stuff,

I apologize to my readers, but I do have good reasons! I went on leave and visited my family for about a month, and then shortly after returning from leave I got married. You’ve all read about it on KDH, I am a happily married man!

I will be attempting to keep this up to date now that we’re getting more settled and I am persuing college courses for a Journalism Degree.

I hope you’ll stick around for the next crazy chapter in my Army life!

-Stay Motivated-
-TS-

That’s a question I ask myself, as I try to prepare a trip to visit the MoA compound there. I don’t necessarily expect violence to break out but reading of similar visits to compounds I definitely don’t plan on going without safeguards. The biggest problem I’m running into is cooperation with the Sheriff’s Office there. The Sheriff is never “in", will not return my phone calls, and no one at the office seems to know anything about the MoA compound except for the fact that it’s there. I can understand not wanting to stir the pot, but who follows the ideology of putting rabid animals where you can see them? You get rid of the rabid animal so it doesn’t harm anyone.

This fear of “offending” Islam is a disease in this country, why do you fear offending people who care nothing for your way of life or your freedoms and would love nothing more than to see those very rights eradicated?

The only real reason I want the Sheriff’s cooperation links to a story in NY of a tourist family that took a picture of a mosque, you know vacation photos. The Muslims there didn’t like it very much and abducted the family, taking them to the basement of the Mosque, taking their cameras and refusing to let them leave until they converted to Islam. Anyone who knows me, knows that if they abducted me they’d never be able to let me go because I’d refuse all the way to my grave to convert. Also, I’d be damned if they were going to keep my $500 video camera, I paid good money for that

So the Dover Trip to the MoA compound is not off, but it is definitely in a stand still as I try to give myself a safety net.

Meanwhile, I have a story of a similar visit to another MoA compound in South Virginia by Dr. Paul L Williams.

JIHAD AMONG JUNIPERS AND MINT JULEPS
RADICAL ISLAM COMES TO FULL BLOOM IN SOUTHERN VIRGINIA


By
Paul L. Williams, Ph.D.
(author of The Day of Islam)
with the able assistance of
Shawn Michaels
Jamal Babour
and
Dr. Hugh Cort

The Islamic practice of taqiyya, meaning “deception” or “concealment,” has been refined into an art-form at a jihad training compound for African American converts near the small town of Red House in Charlotte County, Virginia.

The fifty-acre compound is easy to find since the main road leading to it has been named Sheikh Gilani Lane in honor of the guru and founder of a terrorist organization with close ties to Osama bin Laden. The Board of Supervisors of Charlotte Country are either oblivious to the threat of radical Islam on American soil or clandestine advocates of the great jihad.

At the end Sheikh Gilani Lane is a sign - - barely visible through the overgrown brush - - that reads, “The Muslims of the Americas.” The sign serves to make the place appear as an innocuous religious settlement, until one realizes that The Muslims of the Americas is, in reality, an outgrowth of Jamaat ul-Fuqra, an alleged sister agency to al-Qaeda.

Several weeks before 9/11, a guard house and a gate had been erected at the entrance to the Red House compound.

But the guard house and the gate are now gone, and no sentries - - armed or otherwise - - are in sight, that is until you get well inside the complex of old trailers and pre-fab shanties. The only person to be seen in the the compound is an African American crone in a full black burqa sans the face cover known as a hijab. The day is hot and humid and the burqa serves to give the wizened old woman the appearance of a wayside witch from a Grimm’s fairy tale.

“The men are all gone,” the crone says from a park bench. “No one is here.”

The Red House compound certainly appears deserted. A few mobile homes, several rusty old trailers, and a few mounds of debris among waist-high weeds remain along an old dirt road that runs through the Islamic village, but there appears to be little of interest, let alone concern.

As soon as the investigators park their car and trek into compound, the old woman removes a mobile phone from a sachet and dials a number.

In a matter of minutes, a pick-up truck appears at the entranceway. Two young African Americans dressed in skull caps and jalabiyahs emerge from the vehicle. “What are you doing here?” they ask.

Jamal, an Egyptian journalist, says in Arabic, “I’m here to see the Imam. Where does he live?”

One of the young men, whose Arabic name translates as “Slave of God”, indicates that the Imam is not in and he should knock on the door of a ramshackle blue structure where he was told “Ahmed”, one of the Elders may be found.

Jamal proceeds to the structure and rings the bell, but no one answers. Another member of our investigative team knocks at the doors of the trailers and mobile homes but there is no response. Some of the windows to the homes have been holed up with bricks save for openings that are ideal for assault rifles.

The young African Americans, who have shown up on the scene, are becoming agitated. They begin to make calls on their cell phones.

Then something miraculous happens.

At the Imam’s residence, Muslim men begin to emerge in droves from a small storage shed attached to the house. It seems like a scene from a Marx Brothers movie in which dozens of people pour out of a closet. The investigators are suddenly surrounded by forty or fifty members of the complex in Islamic gowns and white skullcaps. “What brings you here?” they ask….

Read The Rest Here

Yea, so I’ve truly been meaning to keep up with the blog but my schedule has been hectic! Though it is slowing down as I head into Block Leave.

Some good news, I passed the E5 board with flying colors 150 out of 150 and should be SGT Barin by Aug 1st. I’m heading home soon, and will get to spend time with my family.

After leave, I will begin to blog again…I just needed a break to catch myself, being back is very overwhelming on the mind and body, much more than I had thought it would be.

Stay motivated!

-TS-

Ok, so maybe some people won’t like that I’ve compared this to the Crusades. I personally do not care as the 1st Crusade was a response to a pending Muslim Invasion. My Crusade is of similar intent. Since I have been in Iraq I’ve come to an understanding that if we don’t fight them over there we will fight them here. It seems as if they want to prove me wrong.

Jamaat ul-Fuqra/MOA Compound: Dover, TN The post is old, but the Compound still exists, you can even get an aerial view of it here. There are compounds just like this all over the states. I used the Jammat Ul Fuqramoa as my main example simply because it hits close to home, literally. This compound is only 6 and a half hours from my home, even more interesting to you who read this it is 7 miles east of the largest power supplying plant in the TVA System (TVA being the power authority in Tennessee), go just another 12-15 miles North East of this compound and you will hit the borders of Fort Campbell. There is a range and a training compound within this self-made recreation of a middle eastern village.

Those who would call me paranoid, call me silly, call me names worse than that even are ignoring the facts. Islam is wanting to conquer this world, they want to own your culture, your land, your money. They want you to answer to their primitive way of life under Sharia Law.

I’ll keep you updated as I research more about this, including a trip in July to the Ul Fuqramoa compound with video camera, digital camera, and voice recorder in hand. There is no reason the Muslims can’t have a community but why do they need a training compound?