I received this information via e-mail, which I quickly verified here.    I also was able to obtain the script so you could hear for yourself what Michael Savage, a well known radio host said on the air.

Savage said Autism is “A fraud, a racket.”  As the mother of one deceased Autistic child and one living Autistic child I find his remarks completely unfounded, cruel, reprehensible and hateful.  No one truly educated would make such remarks without a foundation to base them on, which Savage cannot do. 

This is purely Savage’s opinion, which under free speech he is entitled to have.  However, he is not entitled to slander, misrepresent, and misconstrue facts about Autism.

Dare I say his remarks regarding Autism are “savage?”

Via email:

Dear Friend,

On July 16, the No. 3 syndicated radio talk show host in the country, Michael Savage, made the following statement on autism:

“Now, you want me to tell you my opinion on autism? … A fraud, a racket.”

Savage went on to say:

Now, the illness du jour is autism. You know what autism is? I’ll tell you what autism is. In 99 percent of the cases, it’s a brat who hasn’t been told to cut the act out. That’s what autism is.

What do you mean they scream and they’re silent? They don’t have a father around to tell them, “Don’t act like a moron. You’ll get nowhere in life. Stop acting like a putz. Straighten up. Act like a man. Don’t sit there crying and screaming, idiot.”

Autism — everybody has an illness. If I behaved like a fool, my father called me a fool. And he said to me, “Don’t behave like a fool.” The worst thing he said — “Don’t behave like a fool. Don’t be anybody’s dummy. Don’t sound like an idiot. Don’t act like a girl. Don’t cry.” That’s what I was raised with. That’s what you should raise your children with. Stop with the sensitivity training. You’re turning your son into a girl, and you’re turning your nation into a nation of losers and beaten men. That’s why we have the politicians we have.

During the same broadcast, Savage also attacked those in “the minority community” who suffer from asthma. He stated: “[W]hy was there an asthma epidemic amongst minority children? Because I’ll tell you why: The children got extra welfare if they were disabled, and they got extra help in school. It was a money racket. Everyone went in and was told [fake cough], ‘When the nurse looks at you, you go [fake cough], “I don’t know, the dust got me.” ‘ See, everyone had asthma from the minority community.”

Michael Savage’s mean-spirited comments are disgusting and are an affront to basic decency.

Find your local Savage Station, log into our calling tool and tell your Savage station manager what you think of Savage’s tirade.

The Savage Nation reaches at least 8.25 million listeners each week, according to Talkers Magazine, making it one of the most listened-to talk radio shows in the nation, behind only The Rush Limbaugh Show and The Sean Hannity Show.

Your voice is critical in holding Savage accountable for his comments. I hope you take the time to call and tell those running the station exactly what you think of Michael Savage.

Find your local Savage Station, log into our calling tool and tell your Savage station manager what you think of Savage’s tirade.

Thank you,

Erin Hofteig
Director, New Media
Media Matters for America

What is becoming of this world? 

People are insulting each other.  People are lying and misconstruing facts to suit their own personal purposes and agendas.  Some even do this on their blogs to attain notoriety, sympathy, or worse, a sense of superiority over others.  Belittling others has become an American past-time.

I would like to let people know that as the mother of a ten-year-old Autistic child whom when he was younger did cry and scream - did rock back and forth, my son had a father that was there.  My husband held our son, loved our son and comforted him.  He never called our son any filthy or derogatory names, ever.  This is why today our son is doing well in school to a certain degree, he is doing well amongst his peers and also, amongst people in social settings.  He is not without problems however.

Academically he is behind.  He will be going into a contained classroom this year instead of mainstreaming him as we have done over the last four years, because of academic issues and some personal socialization issues. But by far he is considered high functioning despite his sometimes difficulty in processing situations and changes. 

My son has two parents that have loved him since the day he was born and have always supported him.  I have advocated on behalf of my son so that he would always receive the best psychological services, socialization services, and academic services over the years.  He is not a spoiled brat or dumb as Savage would want people to believe Autistic children supposedly are.

Savage points out that if he had acted like “Autistic” children his father would have called him an “idiot.”  On a personal level I can understand why Savage might feel and believe the way he does, because his father treated him cruelly and Savage believes his fathers idiocy.  That is a sad vicious circle that many families fight to overcome - not to repeat the sins of their fathers and or mothers - perhaps both.  Sadly sometimes we do just that, repeat our parents mistakes - as in Savage’s case.

Looking back to my first Autistic child who died twelve years ago - he was an Autistic Savant.   He was an excellent artist.  He was articulate and intelligent in so many ways.   Yet he could only write his name, barely.  He could not count beyond twenty, if that - and he did not remember all his ABC’s.  He had no conceptual understanding of money, its use, and value at all. He learned to interact socially and attended a school that specialized in Autism specifically. 

In fact, we both were on the Easter Seals Telethon back in 1994.   My son was a wonderful child, but impulsive.  Like many Autistic children that suffer from many of the broad spectrum abnormalities and disorders, one of the more severe pitfalls is that some of these children will sneak out of their homes via windows or right out the front door.  That is why my son is dead today. He walked right out of our front door while I was cooking in the kitchen.  I never heard him come down the stairs or go out the front door.  He was smart and knew how to be quiet and sneaky. 

If he had lived he would be twenty-one now.  But to me he will always be that little eight and a half year-old boy that brought me much joy.  The little boy that told me only a month before he died that he would take care of me when I get old and that he did not want me to die before him, “because I would miss you Mommy.”

If I really believed it would make a difference I would tell Savage this, but at the end of the day I know I would only be speaking to the choir and they sing too loudly to hear anything but their own shallow voices. 

What ever happened to compassion for the less fortunate?

Trash talk is in so it seems if you subscribe to the Whoopi Goldberg school of thought.  According to her and her View cohort trash talk amongst Blacks is okay, just so long as a “Whitie does not chime in.”

I like Spade’s attitude and views.  I believe if you take the time to listen to what she has to say you will agree with her premise that there are much more worse things going on in the Black community that the use of the “N” word.

I give Spade much credit for being honest and getting to the heart of the matter.  If more people would be this honest we all would be living in a much kinder and gentler world.  Sadly most people prefer to hide their heads in the sand.

On the agenda today is the new “Barbie Doll.”  What do you think about the Bondage Barbie?  Yes, Barbie has gone all the way this time and she is causing much controversy - and rightly so.  What mother who is G-d abidingly moral would even consider allowing their daughter to play with an S & M filth of a replica of a Barbie doll?

The picture of the  Barbie doll below is filth pure and simple.  The jacket can be excused, but what is underneath that jacket and those fish net stockings is vile.

What’s the latest time-wasting nontroversy to hit the Internet? Hint — it has to do with an iconic childhood figure, some fishnets and a bit of “Won’t someone please think of the children?” hysteria.

The Black Canary Barbie — or, as Fox News and Christian Voice are referring to it — S&M Barbie is not without haters.

The somewhat Bratz-like doll, based on a female comic book hero, will hit store shelves in September.

It’s a long way from the very innocent Peaches ‘n’ Cream Barbie of yore, but at least she’s not lamenting the “toughness” of math class and encouraging us forget our troubles with a big bowl of ice cream.

Where’s Lisa Lionheart when you need her?

I remember when I was growing up in the ’60’s my Mom would not allow me to have a Barbie doll. She believed the doll was immoral even at that time, because during that time Barbie was not as wholesome looking as the alternative doll to Barbie - the Tammy doll, which I received on several Christmas’s instead.  Of course Mom did not stop me from playing with my cousins Barbie dolls when we visited them, but it was not until I was about ten years old did my Mom allow me to have a Barbie doll.  Right now, looking back on all this - my Mom was right - maybe they should have boycotted Barbie altogether.  Personally I wish now that she had just been banned.

What good is Barbie doing for our young daughters?  If anything the Barbie doll just helps to promote liberal corruption and sexual filth amongst the minds of our young and innocent little girls who are victimized by perverted male and female adults.  But Barbie racks in the money and at the end of the day that is what Barbie does - she makes money.

Shame on you Mattel Toys.

Whoopi Goldberg said words mean something, of course. But to take a word, the “N” word, and say that it is taking back a negative word and redefining it so that it will not be hateful cannot be done. High school kids use this word like a two year old running around saying, “no” - Whoopi is not clever and needs to shut-up.

Elisabeth Hasselbeck broke into tears and said, “How can we move forward if people keep using this word?”

Elisabeth Hasselbeck was bumping heads with Whoopi Goldberg about the word “n*gga”. Elisabeth was in tears towards the end of the conversation, begging Whoopi to explain why such a vile word should still be used - and only used by Africa Americans.

Elisabeth said the word “perpetuates stereotypes and hate” and asked: “How are we supposed to move forward if we keep using words that bring back that pain?”

What are we telling our children?  What kind of message does this send to our chilren?

Now on to the next topic.

We have Barack and Michelle Obama to thank for this lively, spirited, and sadly pathetic go-around. The candidate that is not the candidate of race, so he said, has now created such controversy over the issue of race and the conversation would not be up for discussion if he were not running for president. Reverend Jesse Jackson used the word, that brought the subject of the “N” word up again and no one blasts him, but if that were Rick Santorum - G-d forbid we would never hear the end of it and Blacks would be screaming for blood.

The “N” word should not be used by Blacks, Whites, or any young person. Young people will hear people like Whoopi use it and believe it is okay. The race issue is still a raw issue - our country is still not healed - this puts salt in the wound and we will not be healed, not one of us if this word continues to be used.  So lets applaud the Jesse Jackson’s of this nation that just love to strive for controversy in the name of activism.

If this does not cause enough controversy in and of itself then here are some more sickly goodies for your taste buds. 

What gets under Obama">Barack Obama’s skin? Criticism of his wife, Michelle Obama.

In an interview with Glamour magazine, Obama said attacks on his wife are “infuriating.” The likely Democratic presidential nominee blamed the conservative press for going after his wife as if she were the candidate.

 
Boo hoo freaking hoo!  Michelle should have thought before she spoke.  Hoof in mouth disease can be deadly on the campaign trail. 

Having said the a fore I would like to make an observation.

The wives of men campaigning for any office, but more importantly the office of President of the United States should be under scrutiny when they go around making campaign speeches that denigrate and belittle the good people of the United States. 

Michelle Obama has never been proud of this nation and knowing this lends credence to the fact that her husband is not proud of our nation either.  The remarks she has made only serve to prove the shared beliefs of the Obama’s and if not, then why say it?  She is not the one running for president.

Michelle Obama said, “We’re Guided By Fear… We’re a Nation of Cynics, Sloths and Complacents.”

Yes, insult and negativity thrown this way and that from the mouth of the not so lady-like Michelle Obama. 

What about this?

“Americans don’t want much.“

Or what about this lovely statement:

“The truth is, in order to get things like universal health care and a revamped education system, then someone is going to have to give up a piece of their pie so that someone else can have more.“

Obama now has the “audacity of ignorance” to wonder why his wife is under the scrutiny she is and or under attack?  He calls the “attacks” on her “infuriating.”   Too bad bro - that’s politics.  

Michelle, not any one’s “belle“  went from the wife of a presidential candidate to a political speech giver on behalf of her husband.    They both need to shut-up.  They are the epitome of the corruption in these United States.  The perfect symbols of socialism.

The only piece of the pie I am giving up is the ones that put pounds on my hips.  I will take the rest of my American pie a la mode please.

Well, well it appears the junior flip so-called wannabe “Senator” from my home state of Illinois is still facing a racial gap.  If it were not true I might laugh, no wait, I take that back, I am laughing.  Did Obama truly believe he would not be the candidate of race when he stated so?  How naive of the the junior flip whose Senate record makes John Kerry’s shine almost as bright as a night light.  Pretty dim relatively speaking.

The ultimate joke is on Obama himself. He has fooled no one but himself and those that chant, “Obama, Obama, Obama,” whom surely must have grown up on the peanuts Jimmy Carter grew down on his peanut farm.

Via AOL News (Since Fox’s major share holder is a Muslim and now dictates much of the Dhimmitude that is growing at Fox News consistently - I trust them even less than CNN.   You know I have told you for months that there is no such thing as “Fair and Balanced,” unless, of course, you are sleeping with the enemy.  And they are!  But this is only the tip of the iceburg):

For the first time, a major political party will field an African-American in the presidential race. That’s a sign that the United States’ racial divide is getting narrower, right?

Not necessarily, according to a new New York Times/CBS News poll.

The poll finds major disparities in the way black and white voters view Democrat Obama">Barack Obama and Republican John McCain. While 83 percent of black respondents had a favorable view of Obama, only 31 percent of whites did, for example.

Whites and blacks also hold widely differing views on the state of race relations in the country, the poll suggested.

The New York Times has the full story.

The candidate of change.  Change what?  It appears for all of Obama’s mantra’s and chants his karma is catching up to him.  Do I care?  Of course not.  I am thoroughly enjoying this poll - in particular the below Straw Poll.

Obama, however, still does not get it.  He will whine and whimper all the way to the very end. Let us also not forget Obama has his wife, Michelle, to cheer him on with those lovely “You go boy” fists up!

Well, we had Dhimmi Mama now we have Militia Mama.  I do not trust these over rated babes at all.  Where is the good old fashioned class of a Nancy Reagan, Barbara Bush, or to date, Laura Bush?  I can just see Michelle Obama giving a high fist to Prime Minister Brown of the U.K. or even better, the Prime Minister of Iraq, Prime Minister Maliki  - now that would really present a problem.   

For now, enough about this fist mania couple and on to a poll that I found rather interesting, also published as a sidebar on AOL News from Wonkette regarding off shore oil drilling.  Take a look:

Even Wonkette proves that they can ask intelligent questions once in a great while.  Perhaps the Daily Kos and The Huffington Post should take a cue from them.  However, that is a huge hope - they just do not get it.

At the end of the day the conscientious is that one is not racist if they do not vote for a black man, nor are you males macho if you do not vote for a woman.  I still believe what my father and mother told me so many years ago, “You do not vote party, you vote for the best person that would be qualified for the job and would do the best job for the American people and our nation.”

Somehow though it never seems to work out like that.  What a pity.

It is good to be back on the Internet.  You do not realize how much you depend on the Internet until it is not there.  It is not just about not being able to access my blog or e-mails, but all the other intangibles that you take fore granted that the Internet offers.

Don’t you all just love my friend Bernie?   He does a pretty good Tony Soprano too.  I might have to take him up on one of his offers one of these days - that tree line out in front of my house sure was cruising for a bruising.  You know Jersey’s just a hop and a skip to the D.C. area and that’s no prob for Tony.  Right Bernie?  Yeah I know, I am smiling too.  You done good boss, the place looks great!  Thank you.

I thank you all my dear readers that came by and kept my boss company while I was on my little departure.   And don’t go there with me, no, no, no, Bernie is not on Prozac - he doesn’t have a shrink and the only crush he has is on beautiful women.  Wait, let me clarify, beautiful “young” women - so you relics out there are outta luck!

Hmmmm, is that really Tony staring at us?  You never know, I mean don’t forget Bernie is from Jersey.  I better be quiet.  Wonder what would happen if I blew his real cover?  I think I better shut-up now.  In fact, don’t answer that question - I don’t want to know.

I need to tell you Bloviating Zepplin I did leave you a comment so though it is a few days late, you still will get one. Now go read it when you finish reading this post.  Like always it is short and to the point.

I am a sadist.  I love when I am away and the boss takes over.  I really do!  I find out who really misses me and who doesn’t.  So to all you dear readers that kept the faith and dropped me a line I love you, and as for the rest of you, hmmm, I’ll just let Tony deal with you, but I love you anyways.

Now down to business.   I am thoroughly disgusted and disheartened by the people that disrespected Tony Snow in the wake of his untimely death. 

The media mania on the left regarding Tony Snow who was a man to be respected, revered, admired, and honored is unbelievable.  He was the eternal optimist and a true patriot in every sense of the words meaning.   Tony was an example to us all.

The fact that low life scum would be allowed to continue to print the absolutely hideously sick things that were written and said about Tony is in simple words just so wrong.  I have no words for this kind of cruelty.  It is beyond my comprehension.  I ask G-d to forgive them.  I also ask G-d more importantly to comfort the Snow Family now, in their time of need, and I pray they are not downcast because of the ignorance of the left.  Right now the Snow Family has more sorrow to bare than could be imagined.   I wish none would ever have to face and experience these tragedies in their lifetime.  Please keep the Snow Family in your prayers.

I do not know about you, but I absolutely loved the satire on the cover of The New Yorker.  It could not get better than this.  I had commented here on The Hill about the fist high fives compared to the typical high fives.  How fitting.  The picture of Osama bin Laden on the wall, Barack Hussein Osama Obama dressed in his Muslim garb and Michelle, the militant. 

Lets face this fact, they brought this on themselves.  Did you ever hear Obama say, “Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior?”  No.  Obama said that Christ might be right for him, but whatever is right for others is their choice.  However, that response by Obama is the wrong one for many Christians hearing that.  The only choice is Jesus Christ. 

Why else would Franklin Graham remain so hushed about his interview with Obama?  I am sure if Obama were truly saved, Graham would have been the first to come out and declare so.

In fact, those liars in the Obama camp said that at the end of the Graham/Obama interview they hugged.  Later it was corrected by Graham saying that they did not hug.  Instead both shared a hand shake at the end of Graham’s interview with Obama.  Even Graham realized what I have known for years.  Once a Muslim, always a Muslim and Obama needs to stop playing a Christian, because were he truly a Christian he would have had no problem saying, “Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior.”  You will never hear Obama say that.

The Obama camp blew it.  They became outraged and angry.  Calling this obvious satire distasteful and untrue - over the line.  My, my thou do protest too much.  What is that the Obama camp is trying to hide that we have yet to learn?  I am sure there shall be so much more to come out before November 7th.

On the other hand if that were Bush or Cheney it is of course, anything goes as long as you can trash them.  What hypocrites of double standards.  They need to eat the very words they speak and choke on them, but then isn’t that exactly what Obama’s camp did?  Choke, choke, and choke just a little bit more please.

To those of you that have yet to read Rachel’s Story you will find it here with links to Parts 1 and 11.  This is one short mini series that none of you want to miss.  But do not take my word for it - go read it when you finish reading this.  I promise you that you will not be disappointed in the least.

Many of you may or may not know of my own unfortunate go around with the Islamic religion and their culture ruled completely by theocracy.  If you are interested in reading about my journey you can find most of these links to my own plight below:

• Why I could not become a Muslim
• Part II: Why I could not become a Muslim
• Up close and personal
• What Muslims do not want you to know
• Behind the Veil: The Near-Death Story of an Abused Muslim Wife

Bernie and I have some wonderful BlogTalk Radio Shows coming up within the next several weeks.  We also have one pending in the works.  That particular show should also be of much interest regarding our Administrations lack of understanding the War on Terror - because of their lack of knowledge regarding Islam.  So stay tuned.

It is wonderful being back and I do intend to make my rounds later in the week. Until that time though I do have my work obligations regarding some Internet work I do for a friend, not to mention I have family staying with me again this week.  So please, bear with me remembering good things come to those who wait patiently.

Layla is still digitally incommunicado

I wrote the following post at my site and I think it important to spread the news to Layla’s readers as well.

A tip of the turban to Blogging for a free world for alerting us to Harry’s Place who is Being Sued By Hamas UK. Mohammad Sawalha, President of the British Muslim Initiative, spoke to Al Jazeera in Arabic about his demonstration against the celebration of the foundation of the State of Israel. Herr Sawalha told them, “We, the Arab and Islamic community, gather here today to express our resentment at the celebrations by the Jewish community and the [evil Jew/Jewish evil] in Britain”.

Later, Al Jazeera changed the text from “evil Jew” to “the Jewish Lobby”.

Harry’s Place, British Muslim Initiative: We Resent the Evil Jew in Britain

It is pretty well known that Islamists in the West habitually say one thing to their English speaking audience, and another thing to their Arabic speaking audience.
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The original text contained the word ?????? . It means “evil” or “noxious” or “dreaded” or “disasterous”. We’ve asked other Arabic speakers, and they’ve confirmed that, combined with the word “Jew”, the sense of the phrase is “Evil Jew” or “Jewish evil”.

That word has been replaced with “lobby”, ??????. The words don’t look at all similar. So this isn’t a spelling mistake.

If we wait a little bit longer, I bet they’ll change it to “the Zionist Lobby”.

Bloggers wishing to support Harry’s Place can go to this BlogBurst. If you’d like to add your site to the blogroll, simply send an email to admin at neoconstant dot com and include your site’s URL. I did.

So Layla calls me up this evening and says she has a bit of trouble, can I help her out.  I’ve lived in North Jersey a long time so when someone tells me they’re in trouble I put on my best Tony Soprano voice and ask, “You need I should whack somebody?”

“Oh no,” she laughs nervously, “nothing like that.”

“That’s too bad, ” I mutter, obviously disappointed, she can’t see me smacking my brass knuckles into my open palm.

Seems a storm knocked out Layla’s router and with it, her connection to the Internet.  Verizon promised to replace it by Tuesday or Wednesday and so until then you, dear reader, will have to put up with me, Bernie from Planck’s Constant.  Simply type in “Planck’s Bernie” in google and I should show up on top.

Note: All names, dates, places of residence and countries have been changed to keep the anonymity for safety and security reasons.

***Rachel’s Story: Part 1 can be read here.

***Rachel’s Story: Part 11 can be read here.

After Rachel’s death Adam and Sarah were forced to fend for themselves. Adam now fourteen and Sarah eleven basically raised themselves. Their father instead of grieving the loss of his wife was continually out after work dating different women and drinking. So for the next three years Adam and Sarah were left to care for one another and drew closer as each day passed.

Khalid had grown angry and cold. He only thought of himself and his needs. Now his children became a burden to him instead of a comfort. He began to loathe Sarah because she looked so much like her mother Rachel and Adam was a disappointment to him because he refused to go to the Mosque for Friday prayers.

Khalid and Adam went round and round about the hypocrisy of Islam and the fact that if his father were so devout then how could he then have treated his mother so cruelly, how he could have beat her - taking away her dignity and rights as a human being, especially after she gave up so much for him because she had truly loved him. Adam could not reconcile himself with these thoughts nor the fact that his father drank as did so many attending the Mosque professing to be good Muslims. They broke the very rules and tenets of their own religion on a daily basis even to the point of supporting Jihad against the westerners.

It was during one of these heated arguments when Khalid was twenty-one that he exposed to his father what Omar had done to him and Sarah years ago when they had spent the night not knowing it was because their mother had died. As Adam always suspected Khalid refused to believe this calling him a liar and his sister a whore.

Sarah now eighteen had just returned home from a field trip to a neighboring college town - coming in later than Khalid expected he began accusing her of being with a man and doing all sorts of lewd acts. Sarah denied it. But Khalid persisted and struck Sarah in the face. Khalid did not realize the force he had used because he did not expect Sarah to fall backwards and to hit the back of her head on the edge of the corner of the coffee table.

Shocked he ran to his daughter while Adam began crying and screaming, “What have you done, what have you done?” Khalid now was kneeling beside Sarah. Blood was gushing out of the back of her head and she lay their unconscious barely breathing. Adam called 9ll screaming into the phone that he needed an ambulance because his sister had fallen due to his father striking her.

When Khalid heard Adam on the telephone telling the 911 operator this he jumped, literally leaping towards Adam and grabbed the phone slamming it down and pulling the phone out of the wall socket. He then began pounding down on his very own flesh and blood like he was a dog and Adam fought back, but Khalid had overpowered him. He then strangled Adam to death.

Dazed, Khalid went to the bedroom and opened the drawer next to his bed and pulled out a 45 caliber gun. He methodically went back to the living room. When he saw Adam lying lifeless on the floor he shot him once in the head. Then he walked over to Sarah, knealt down beside her and kissed her on the cheek. He stood up and shot her too in the head.

Khalid then one last time cast his eyes around his apartment, once a home now filled with death, murder, and hate. He lifted the gun to his opened mouth. Khalid put the nozzle into his mouth. He then closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. Blood shot all over the room as he dropped dead to the floor.

When the police arrived they had to break down the door to enter the Manhattan apartment. They could smell the fresh gun powder in the air and the sickening scent of death lay heavily in the air. No one could have prepared them for what they were about to witness. These jaded New York Police officers were still capable of human emotion and had to work so hard to hold back their tears. There was something wrong about this whole scene, but they did not know what it was - they could not pinpoint it.

The investigators arrived along with the coroner and the CSI Unit. They sealed the area but felt it was a pretty clear cut case. The father murdered his own children then took his own life. This was not something they had never seen before, but this time they were moved in a way they had never experienced, yet they did not understand why.

After all the evidence was gathered and the pictures were taken they removed the bodies of Khalid, Adam and Sarah. The police contacted the local Mosque because they could not find any listed relatives. The Mosque informed the police that they would be glad to bury the bodies since they have brought such shame on the Muslim community and they would like to put this behind them.

The Sheikh did not care about Khalid or his family. His only concern was how it would look to the community that a Muslim man killed his children then shot himself. He wanted to dispose of the bodies quickly and die down the already rapidly increasing interest by the press.

The three were buried together in unmarked graves as if they had never existed. Some of the men who were friends of Khalid and some friends of Adam and Sarah attended the graveside burial. Some of the officers that were first to arrive at the horrid scene attended the funeral. It was sad, so sad, it seemed as if no one really cared except for the friends of Adam and Rachel and the officers.

Back in Israel both families of Rachel and Khalid received the sad news of what had happened. All were shocked but it was Khalid’s family that kept it hushed out of shame that Khalid would commit such an atrocity against his own family. The families, though they knew of each other never spoke over the years and now it would be no different things would just keep going on as they always had.

One Friday afternoon prior to Shabbat Rachel’s Uncle Bibi received a package from the United States. The return address was from the New York Police Department. Curious, but at the same time confused he opened the rather large parcel and found lying within it a diary. The note attached to it said that the diary had been found and confiscated by the police at the time of investigating the murders of Adam and Sarah and the suicide of Khalid. The officer, a female, went on to add that this diary was found in a bookcase in the living room behind some books that looked as if they had not been touched in years. It was a diary that Rachel had kept over the years that no one ever even knew existed, not even her husband or children, but was written to him, her Uncle Bibi because her parents had past on and he was the closest of kin to her next to her parents.

Bibi slowly opened the diary. It began, “Dear Uncle Bibi now that my parents are gone and there was no chance for me to let them know how sorry I was for not heeding their advice to me when I was so young and impetuous, I know will pass this on to you. I want you to know just how sorry I am that I left Israel, left my family but also you must know I never abandoned my faith. I was born a Jew and I will die Jew.

I made a mistake against G-d and my family. I have asked the Lord to forgive me and with a heavy heart I regret the last twenty three years of my life, but that is what happens when young people refuse the council of their elders as I did. Yes, we live to regret it. I regret it. Know I am sorry and know how much I have missed you all and how very much I have and always will love each and every one of you.”

At this point Bibi could not contain himself. He cried and cried. The next day Bibi sat to complete reading the diary, which chronicled Rachel’s life with Khalid, the birth of Adam and Sarah and the horrible suffering she and her children suffered at the hands of Khalid. Bibi was now crushed. For the first time he realize how wrong he and his family were to denounce Rachel and abandon her. As a father himself he felt he should have realized that no matter how wrong and led astray your child may be you should not ever leave them to themselves as they had done to Rachel. That day he went to the Wailing Wall in Western Jerusalem and prayed.

Before Bibi’s death he contacted me. He asked me to tell Rachel’s story. I read the diary with all its pain and grotesque sufferings. Woven through the diary is the stark fact that when one faces this kind evil in their lifetime it becomes hard to imagine how one person could have withstood this abuse for so long, for so many years.

Rachel’s story is about every woman that was married to an abusive Muslim man. Bibi wanted people to understand that you cannot change the hearts of Muslim men because ingrained in them is a hatred towards women that is inbred in them since childhood. This is what is taught in the Koran and in every Madrassa around the world.

Bibi wanted women to know that they should heed their elders advice and be wise, wiser than Rachel. He also wanted families to be wise and not denounce their child or niece for making decisions they did not agree with. Some tragedies can be avoided, Rachel’s could not. But Bibi told me that perhaps had they not turned their back on Rachel she might still be alive today. He died never knowing the answer to that question just as I write here today that I too do not know the answer to that question.

Rachel did not die in vain - her story now is told. Read this story, share this story, give this story as a gift to your daughter. There have been one too many Rachel’s, Adam’s, and Sarah’s. Do not allow the next victim to be you or your daughter. Do not be fooled, Islam kills in many ways - many forms - in so many guises.

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Editor’s Note: Whether you believe this story is fact or fiction it does not matter. The issue at hand here is that Rachel’s Story is the story of many women right here in the United States and around the world. We all must face it and speak out against this sort of atrocity; We must educate the masses and our daughters. The people in this story have been changed, names and places have been changed, certain circumstances have been re-written for a more intense affect. But the facts remain the same. Islam kills and this story could be any womans story - maybe even mine.

Note: All names, dates, places of residence and countries have been changed to keep the anonymity for safety and security reasons.

***Rachel’s Story: Part 1 can be read here.

Rachel and Khalid managed to find good jobs. Rachel working for the New York Post as a fashion consultant and columnist. Khalid for a short time attended a University outside of New York City as to be able to attain certain credits that would enable him to teach History classes in one of New York cities finest high schools. Khalid did achieve his goal. Both excelled in their respective positions.

They lived quietly and peacefully for the next five years. Each saved their money, spent wisely and jointly made decisions together, one of them being that it was time to begin a family. After a whole year of trying and Rachel and Khalid both going through some extensive physical tests to determine if there was a problem since Rachel had not conceived, they were told that nothing could be found wrong with either of them. The doctor advised them to relax, take their time, and that it would happen.

Well, it took awhile, but by the time they were married seven years and Rachel and Khalid both now thirty years old they finally had conceived a child together. Their first born was a boy they named Adam. They picked this name because it was neutral to both Jewish and Muslim religions.

Khalid began insisting during Rachel’s pregnancy that their child be raised a Muslim. Rachel had never really given this much thought and really had rather assumed they would teach their children about G-d, but leave specifics of any particular religion out of the equation. This silently bothered Rachel although she never gave voice to it hoping that it would just not come up again.

For awhile it seemed Khalid was oblivious to religion and or insisting on how Adam would be trained up religiously. When their second daughter Sarah was born three years later, another neutral name to both religions, Khalid began insisting that both his children be taught about the religious foundations of Islam and that they were not be taught anything from the Talmud. Khalid did not just insist upon this, but demanded this and told Rachel this was how it would be or else.

Rachel was shocked and dismayed. Over their ten year marriage they had always discussed everything and seemed to be able to always come to an amicable solution that both were happy with. However, Rachel did not agree with Khalid. As the mother Rachel felt that the children must be brought up in the Jewish faith, learn about their rights and inheritance as Jews, and more importantly understand the significance of Israel being returned to the Jews in 1948.

Khalid was furious when Rachel announced this to him before bedtime on a late fall evening right before Thanksgiving. He told her this would never happen and that these were his children and that they would be raised Muslim if she liked it or not - that this was the final decision.

Khalid began staying away from home in that he never came home from work on time anymore. Rachel had left her Job at the news paper when Sarah was born, because she wanted to be with both her children during the most important years of their lives.

Over the years Khalid had become more demanding. If he became displeased or angry with Rachel he not only verbally abused her, but also began to physically abuse her. She tried to take the children and flee to a friends home for refuge from him for a few days, but he threatened to kill their daughter if she did not return home to him with both Adam and Sarah.

Out of fear for both her children’s lives and her own, against her better judgement Rachel returned back home to their Manhattan apartment. Life began to become tedious and a complete hardship for Rachel. Khalid made sure to isolate Rachel from her friends. He removed the telephone in their apartment. He took Rachel’s cell phone and worse still, he warned her that while he was at work he had friends watching their apartment and that if she left with their children - even so much as to go to the corner grocery store - he would know, and she would live to regret it.

From that time on everything the family needed was supplied for by Khalid. He did all the shopping. He bought the children’s clothes and sometimes took them all out so Rachel would be able to purchase some personal things for herself. She was completely alone and totally intimidated by the isolation that Khalid now imposed not only upon her, but on their two children also.

Time passed slowly, but time did pass. Khalid enrolled both of their children in public schools at the appropriate times. By this time he reinstalled a home phone for emergency should the school need to contact Rachel, but he also had the phone rigged so that he would know if she tried to make calls outside to her old friends or to the authorities for help. He threatened her if she did try to do this he would kill her.

Rachel lived like this for the next ten years. By the time she was nearing her mid-forties she had all but given up on any hope for happiness and peace of mind. She missed her family wishing daily she had listened and heeded their advise years earlier. Unfortunately by this time Rachel’s parents had passed on and the remainder of her family still denounced her.

Rachel had become old beyond her years and haggard by the constant harassment and intimidating nature her once loving husband bestowed upon her year after year. She could have tried to leave, but out of fear stayed in hopes things would improve and she wanted to keep her family together. Her children were all she had in this life and she loved them dearly.

Khalid had affairs over the years and on several occasions flaunted women right in front of her and their two children in their home. Rachel never said anything anymore, because when she did she would be brutally beaten. On one occasion Khalid locked Adam and Sarah in their bedrooms while he beat Rachel for admonishing him for having affairs. He broke her nose and would not allow her to even go the doctor to have it checked out. Once the bleeding stopped Rachel had a hard time breathing that evening yet Khalid still refused to allow her to see a physician. She had two very black eyes for weeks after and her nose never did heal properly. That was only one incident of the many that transpired over the years that were ever so similar.

Rachel had no hope and one night decided she could not take it anymore. As much as she loved her children she felt helpless to help herself let alone Adam and Sarah. Rachel decided that it was time for her to end her life. Without any fear she walked over to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and ingested the sleeping pills her doctor had prescribed for her, because she had been having trouble sleeping. The prescription was new and Rachel had not used many of the pills so she took the whole bottle with a glass of water.

The next morning Khalid woke up as usual to get ready for work. After his shower he returned to their bedroom to get dressed. By this time Rachel would have normally been up getting the children awake and making breakfast for the family. Instead, he found her lying in the bed still asleep. Angrily Khalid began to scream at Rachel to get up - to wake the children and begin breakfast, because he had to go to work shortly. His requests went unresponded to.

Khalid now was furious so he went to the bed and began shaking Rachel violently and pulling her from the bed. It was then he realized something was very wrong. For the first time he noticed her bluish - gray coloring in her face, her cold body, the stiffness in her hands. Stepping back he realized Rachel was dead.

Immediately Khalid called 911 reporting that his wife was not breathing and that she was dead. He called his friend, Omar, one of his many friends from the Mosque he attended and asked him if he and his wife would pick up the children and keep them overnight until he sorted things out regarding Rachel’s death. His friends, though shocked, agreed to keep the children overnight. Khalid had also asked them not to tell the children about their mother. He told them that he would do that at the appropriate time the following day and they agreed to his request.

That evening, long after Adam and Sarah were put to bed, of course still unaware of what had happened to their mother - believing that they were just visiting for the night, because their parents were going on an overnight trip, Khalid’s friend Omar silently entered the room while both children slept. What he did next was horrible and unimaginable. Omar sexually abused both children - he threatened them that he would have them both taken to the Mosque and killed if they ever told anyone, because it was due to their sinfulness that this happened to them. He said they deserved this for being bad children.

In the morning Omar’s wife, Farrah, realizing what had happened cleaned the children up and washed their clothes and the bedding. She threw out the blood stained blankets and replaced them with extras she kept in her home. She knew the routine, because Omar had raped both their daughters and she could not stop him. She was also living in fear and now she began to believe that Rachel perhaps had killed herself, because of how horribly the wives of Muslim men were treated. But of course she had no proof so she kept these thoughts to herself. Farrah was sick with guilt not only for her own daughters, but now for Adam and Sarah. She knew what Omar would do and she did not stop it, believing she could not stop it. But the guilt would never subside. She felt so sick inside herself because she knew Omar would kill her if she told anyone what he was doing to these poor innocent children.

Adam pretended along with Sarah that this never happened and when Khalid picked up his children that afternoon they said nothing to him. Both children hoped to return home to tell their mother. Sadly instead when they arrived home Khalid tried to gently break the sad news to them that their mother was dead. He did not want them to know she had committed suicide so instead he explained that she had become ill over night and was taken to the hospital. Khalid further explained that the doctors tried to save their mother from dying, but that they could not - that sadly it was just too late.

Adam and Sarah broke into tears and cried for a long time until they fell asleep. Both knew that what Omar had done to them would have to remain a secret between them only. At their young age they had the wisdom to realize that they could not tell their father, because he would never believe them and that their only hope, their mother, was now gone forever.

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Rachel’s Story: Part 111, The Conclusion will be posted tomorrow.

Gay[s] want equal rights. The once beautiful word used by Homosexuals to describe themselves, which means, carefree and happy has been hijacked to purport a sinful lifestyle. I have always made it clear that I do not hate Homosexuals, but I do hate their sinful lifestyle. Their lifestyle is an abomination to G-d.

Now that homosexuals are forcing via intimidation tactics their will on the majority of the people in the United States they are becoming solidified. What happened to