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Another New York Bomb Plot: Real or Fake?

New York Bomb PlotPost-9/11, America waged war on Islam. Innocent victims are targeted for political advantage. They're called fundamentalists, extremists, terrorists and fanatics.

Why Muslims when, in fact, Islam teaches love, not hate; peace, not violence; charity, not selfishness; and tolerance, not terrorism.

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A Mixed Thanksgivi​ng Blessing

Thanksgivi​ngI thought I’d show a little mercy to my fellow celebrants by not submitting this commentary on or before Thanksgiving and thereby disturbing their tryptophan induced slumbers.

T.S. Eliot remarked, “April is the cruelest month.” For me there are two months that compete for this dubious honor, October and November. October 12th celebrates the beginnings of the genocidal incursion into the New World by a sadistic, lying psychopath euphemistically called “The Dove.”

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Israeli Intransige​nce on Palestinia​n Statehood

abbas-banThe U.S. and Israel “now looked trapped together, weakened and dangerously isolated” during the Arab Spring over Israel’s intransigence on statehood for Palestine, an article in The New Yorker magazine charges.

“A more creative Israel would embrace Palestine’s recognition, which it has already endorsed in principle, and then rally allies to its side, to leverage their support in decisive settlement talks,” writes Steve Coll in the Sept. 26th issue.

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'The Degree to Which You Resist is The Degree to Which You are Free'

resistanceBy Phil Rockstroh

I've noticed a meme beginning to fester among liberal insiders who are positing that the Occupy Wall Street movement is starting to "distract" the citizenry from the wicked machinations of Republicans of the legislative class.


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Goldfinger eats Congo

palast_congoIf God doesn't give a rat's ass about The Vulture, and what he does for a living, and what he's done for Africa, why should I?

The thought struck me while sitting here, coffee getting cold, in my old Toyota, trying to look invisible, staked out in front of 300 Dekalb Avenue. It's just after dawn here in Brooklyn, New York, and I'm hoping that Peter Grossman, a Wall Street star, will pop out of his posh brownstone for a jog or a cup of joe. Then I can jump him.  He's on the look-out for me because I'd already jumped his crony, Goldfinger, the man who's making Grossman stunningly rich.

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