Kill Bill: Scumbag Maher is a genocidal bigot and should be tried, convicted and executed…BWAHAHAHA

As a politically incorrect Muslim comedian, I can get away with a lot.

But can I get away with cheering for the mass murder of Jews, starting with Bill Maher?

Well, why not? Bill Maher, a violent 9/11 truth denier who is Jewish and a rabid Zionist — like just about everyone else in the mainstream media — thinks he can get away with cheering for the mass murder of Muslims.

Bill Maher posed the question to Republicans, “How many Muslims does a black guy have to kill in one weekend before crackers climb down off his ass?

Any way you slice it, in this “comedy” schtick, Maher is applauding Obama for the mass murder of Muslims.  Not “terrorists.”  Not “enemy combatants.”  Maher is cheering for the murder of people because they happen to profess the religion of Islam.

This is in the context of an ongoing anti-Muslim genocide. During the past twenty years, roughly three million Muslims have been murdered by US military actions (including sanctions, which are a form of military action) in Iraq and Afghanistan. Obama, as Maher unintentionally suggests, is a worse genocidal war criminal than Bush.

Maher, along with a whole lot of other people, needs to be tried for incitement to genocide.

Debbie Lewis, writer-producer of new film BLOOD OF PATRIOTS

Tuesday, May 31st, 9-10 a.m. Pacific (noon-1 pm Eastern) on, to be archived here a few hours after broadcast…

Debbie Lewis of TakeBackWashington has helped produce several of the best documentaries of the past decade including Camp FEMA, Don’t Tread on Me, Enemy of the State, Washington You’re Fired, and One Nation Under Siege. Her new film (she gets 100% of the writing credits) is Blood of Patriots. From the film’s website:

Blood of Patriots delves into what our Forefathers were thinking as they debated the necessity of a Bill of Rights, their thoughts on the Constitution as the only protection the new country would ever need and visits legislation and Supreme Court decisions, right or wrong, that have shaped our political landscape.

What has happened to the country our Founding Fathers established, a new country free from government intrusion in every aspect of our lives? A land forged with their determination, hard work, and blood. Would they even recognize it?

A giant (size 14 1/2) step for 9/11 truth in Turkey!

It’s been said that when you travel, there’s only one thing you can’t leave behind: yourself.

But I’ve been traveling through the world of Islam for almost two decades now, and have surely left quite a bit of my old, kaffir American self behind. Before taking shahada at age 35, I lived a life that was footloose and free, though not especially fancy. I used to travel a lot just for the hell of it; learn languages mainly for the poetry (and to hit it off with the local women); swill alcoholic beverages on a regular basis; and deal with the absurdity and meaninglessness of it all by laughing at just about everything.

I’ve left  most of that behind–though I must admit I still get a chuckle out of absurdity every now and then. Like Brion Gysin’s protagonist in The Process, I have learned that the password for entry into the brotherhood of Islam is: “No baggage.”

But that’s not a literal and inviolable commandment. Earlier this month, when I arrived in Turkey for a two-week speaking tour, I was hauling two gigantic duffel bags stuffed with books to sell, clothing, and Allah knows what-all.

I suppose I could have left all that behind, just as I long ago left behind my old rambling, boozing, bohemian self.

But there is one thing that I cannot possibly leave behind when I travel: My gnarly, malodorous size 14-and-a-half feet. And on my trip to Turkey, those feet kept getting in the way.

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For as long as I can remember, my feet have always been…sticking out. For whatever reason, perhaps as a private joke, Allah made them several sizes too big for my body.

As a small child, my parents measured the size of my feet, looked at a chart, and told me that I would grow up to be at least six foot eight. Imagining that I had a shot at professional basketball partly made up for all the sprained and broken toes, the taunts about why would I bother wearing skis, and the humiliation of walking around in what looked like clown shoes.

Another thing about my feet is, not to put too fine a point on it: They stink. Yes, I know everybody’s feet stink, but some feet, like some farts, are stinkier than others. And mine (feet, not farts) are among the stinkiest. My brother and sister, among others, told me when I was a teenager that Frank Zappa must have written “Stinkfoot” about me. As a Zappa fan, I took it as a compliment.

Now, as a gimpy old guy with end-stage osteoarthritis of both hips, I have another problem: It’s difficult and painful to bend over far enough to get my shoes and socks on and off. That, and not nostalgia for youthful bohemianism, is the reason I usually wear slip-on sandals (with no socks, so my fetid feet can air out) any time the temperature is above freezing. Unfortunately, due to the formalities of a speaking tour, I would need to wear dress shoes while in Turkey.

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For air travel especially, I strongly favor sandals, which are easy to get in-and-out-of quickly at the  TSA ritual-humiliation checkpoints. Ideally, they should be set off by the black “9/11 WAS AN INSIDE JOB” T-shirt Alex Jones gave me. But for the Turkey trip, my wife convinced me to “dress nicely” even on the plane. So when I found myself in the requested aisle seat with size-15 Hush Puppies velcro-strapped to my enormous feet and no place to put them — the Turkish Airlines plane featured some kind of metal box bolted under the seat in front of me — I gobbled a couple hits of “Favre’s Demise” and settled in for a long half-painful, half-narcoticized flight. “Should I take off my shoes? or would the fumes bring down the plane?” was the last thought that flitted through my brain before I lost consciousness somewhere over Greenland.

Upon arrival in Turkey, I discovered that my feet’s problems had barely begun: Everywhere I went I was fêted while my feet were fetid. Turkish people, like Europeans, judge you, at least to a certain extent, on the quality of your shoes; and they are not big on sandals, or other exposures of hairy naked feet in public. So I was obliged to wear real shoes, with socks, during my two-week stay. As in all Islamic cultures, those shoes had to be removed every time I visited a house or living area, and put back on every time I stepped back out into the public sphere. Additionally, most Turks follow the Hanafi school of Islamic law, which mandates that the feet be carefully washed as part of the ablutions before each of the five-times-daily salaat prayers. (Other law schools allow you to just wash your feet once in the morning, then pass your hands over your socks to impose ritual cleanliness on your feet for the other four prayers.)

All of this meant that my shoes and/or socks would have to go on and off many times every day. Yes, I know I could have followed another law school’s practice while in Turkey, though if I led the prayer any Hanafis praying behind me would then have to redo their prayers. But frankly, with feet like mine, washing them carefully five times per day is probably not a bad idea.

The Turks in general, and our hosts in particular, are hospitable and solicitous people. (Perhaps someone ought to start a Turkish restaurant called “The Solicitous Turk,” advertised by a neon sign depicting a Turkish waiter holding a tray piled high with delicious food in one hand, while bending over to tie the customer’s shoe with the other.) Everywhere I went people were eager, sometimes too eager, to help me with my shoes and socks. At Rumi’s tomb in Konya, which has become Turkey’s second-largest tourist attraction, I became an obstacle to foot traffic at the entrance, where you have to put on little stretchy plastic shoe-condoms, which are basically miniature foot-shaped versions of the produce bags you put carrots in at the grocery store. Is the idea is to protect the ancient floors, or the dignity of Rumi? Would Rumi start whirling in his grave if he saw tourists walking all over his mausoleum in uncondomed footwear? Wasn’t this the guy who said something like, “Come, come, whoever you are, whether you’re well-shod or barefoot, come! Come, come, even if you’ve broken your shoelaces a thousand times…”

In any event, rather than sensibly making everyone take off their shoes, as in mosques, the authorities cater to tourists by having everybody  stretch these filmy little transparent plastic things over their shoes. The problem: Turkish shoe-condoms are one size too small for my feet. My Turkish friends, exerting themselves to no end, would bent over to yank and tug and heave at the shoe-condom until it finally stretched over my gigantic foot…and then burst into a wispy plastic scrap. Then another…and another…I counted five busted shoe-condoms before they finally gave up and let me walk through Rumi’s mausoleum with the little plastic bags stretched tightly over just the front halves of my shoes.

I began to feel really sorry for Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, who, we were told, was also traveling in Turkey. Those Turkish shoe-condoms, I imagine, would barely cover Kareem’s big toe.

The next day, still in Konya, I was told — or so I understood — that I would have the day off. During the previous ten days of our stay in Turkey, my American companions and I had been giving talks to overflow crowds every night, and occasional afternoons as well. Our days were crowded with traveling and sightseeing. We usually didn’t get to sleep until 1 a.m., and then were up again at 4:30 a.m. for the pre-dawn fajr prayer. We were making good use of every  available minute in Turkey, and sleep was not a priority.

So when, on May 15th,  I was told I would have the day off, and the younger guys in our party would be doing the public speaking, I kicked back and relaxed and threw on a pair of size 15 rubber sandals over my bare feet. Just as I was sinking into the easy chair in the hotel lobby, Brother Najat, our scheduler, grabbed me by the arm and said “Come on, they’re waiting at the convention!” I hastily threw on my suit jacket, but neglected to put on real shoes, assuming that since I wasn’t on the speaking program, it wouldn’t really matter.

On the way to the auditorium, someone showed me the latest edition of the national newspaper Yeni Asya. My face was plastered at the top of the front page.

When I got out of the van at the convention, in the middle of a crowd of 5,000 people milling around outside, I was immediately mobbed. It seemed like every one of the 5,000 people wanted to shake my hand and have my picture taken with them. They had all read the newspaper story about how the Zionists had destroyed my academic career because I had spoken out for 9/11 truth.

As the people in that enormous crowd saw me, broad smiles lit up as they recognized me from the newspaper. Stepping up to shake my hand, their eyes would drop to glance at my bare, gnarly feet protruding every which way from the size 15 plastic sandals.  For a split second, their jaws would drop and their eyes would bulge. Then they would put the smile back on and murmur as we shook hands: “Do you need socks? Do you need shoes?”

Soon the rumor was going around that the Zionists had deprived me not only of my career, but along with it everything I owned, including my shoes and socks.

Someone quickly showed up with a spare pair of socks. They were almost as difficult to stretch over my feet as the shoe-condoms had been, but after a few minutes of tugging and heaving they made it without bursting. A frantic search for size 15 dress shoes then commenced. Since it quickly became apparent that the only place to find size 15 dress shoes in Konya, Turkey was in my luggage, which was in one of the vans in the convention parking lot, the search narrowed down quickly and, within a half-hour or so, I was once again suitably shod.

Suleyman Abi, my Turkish-American colleague, explained to me, between bursts of uncontrollable giggles, that in Turkish culture, wearing a suit and jacket with plastic sandals and no socks is completely incomprehensible. And to do this on the day that you were the top front-page headline in a national newspaper… (More uncontrollable giggles.) 

When I was a kid, I once dreamed I was on the school bus and suddenly realized I had forgotten my clothes. Now I was suddenly front page news in a foreign country, standing in front of thousands of people, realizing I had forgotten my shoes.

What could I say? “I thought I was getting the day off?” “Hey, they’re treating us like rock stars, so why not act like rock stars?”  In the end, all I could do was laugh along with Suleyman Abi.

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Postscript: On our way back to the USA, while standing in line at the security checkpoint at Attaturk International Airport, I explained to the British-Pakistani-Nigerian guy next to me that I had been on a 9/11 truth speaking tour. “I might agree with your perspective on 9/11,” he said, “except that I once sat next to the shoe bomber, Richard Reid, on a flight from Pakistan to the U.K. And let me tell you, he was one scary guy.”

“Scary?” I said. “Richard Reid, scary? Are you kidding? He was a typical patsy — an unstable guy with a room-temperature IQ who couldn’t even get a match lit to set his shoe on fire!”

“He kept ranting about all this jihadi stuff the whole way to London,” my new acquaintance said. “He had this terrifying, glazed look in his eyes. And he stunk! It was like he hadn’t showered in months.”

“Come on!” I said. “Reid was just a typical patsy — straight out of the MI-6 finishing school at their ‘Finsbury Park Mosque,’ where they recruit unstable, suggestible morons to take the fall for false-flag terror hoaxes. This was a guy who couldn’t even get a match lit — and his shoe wouldn’t have blown up even if he had!”

“He wouldn’t have needed the shoe to explode,” my friend chuckled. “All he’d have to do is take it off. His feet stunk so badly, he could have just taken off his shoes on the plane, and…BOOM! Everybody’s dead.”

It was a warning from Allah. On the flight back from Istanbul to Chicago, I kept my shoes on the whole way.

Christopher Bollyn joins TJ Radio for two full hours!

Truth Jihad Radio Fri. 5/27/11, 1-3 pm Central, American Freedom Radio (archived here.) Call-in number: (402) 237-2525 or post your questions to my Facebook page.

Guest: Christopher Bollyn, author of Solving 9/11 – a key resource for anyone seeking the full truth about the 9/11 coup d’état. (Read it online for free!)

Christopher writes:

Thank you for your steadfast support of the truth. I am very pleased to inform you that the final and conclusive chapters of Solving 9/11 – The Deception that Changed the World have been published on I am also pleased that I was able to release these concluding chapters of the book on the day that U.S. President Barack Obama meets with Israel’s Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu.

These two chapters are the fifteenth and sixteenth chapters of the book and deal with the 9/11 cover up and the destruction of the crucial evidence.

The chapters can be read, downloaded, and printed by clicking on the URL links following their titles.

Chapter XV – The Destruction of the Evidence

Chapter XVI – Making Sense of the 9/11 Cover Up

with many thanks and all the best wishes,

Christopher Bollyn

The View from Turkey: USA Is Bizarro World

I just spent two weeks driving around Turkey with four of my fellow Muslim cheeseheads–all of us Wisconsin-based Islamic activists for truth, freedom, democracy and human rights in the tradition of the great Turkish Muslim reformer Bediuzzaman Said Nursi. And everywhere we went, we were treated like rock stars.

As a well-known Muslim 9/11 truth activist, I was the lead singer. My face got plastered on the front pages of newspapers. I was mobbed for autographs and handshakes and photo-ops.

Every night, in almost every corner of the western half of Turkey, we found ourselves speaking to overflow crowds. Yes, the rooms were generally small – sometimes an audience of 100 was an overflow crowd – but there were a couple of big events as well, ranging from hundreds in Ankara to five thousand at a convention in Konya.

During the entire trip, I only met one person who did not already know or suspect that 9/11 was an inside job. He was a Turkish-American who had spent the past four years in Alabama.

It’s almost as if the earth’s orbit changed on 9/11/2001 so that it’s always 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. in Turkey, which is 11 pm to 7 a.m. in America. For the past decade, Turkey has been wide awake while America sleeps.

Compared to Turkey, America is Bizarro World — a place where reality became completely unhinged, if not utterly annihilated, on September 11th, 2001. The controlled demolition of reality in America was accomplished by those who brag “We’re an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality.” But the “reality” they created is more like a bad acid trip, a nightmare landscape of paranoia and despair, where the fear of being killed by terrorists — which is about thirty times less likely than being struck by lightning — hovers over the whole society like a toxic cloud, justifying the ongoing destruction of social life in general and the Constitution in particular.

Let us consider some ways in which Turkey is reality, while the USA is Bizarro World.

Belief in 9/11 Official Conspiracy Theory (OCT)
Turkey: Virtually nobody believes the OCT.
USA: Despite polls showing that only 16% of Americans believe their government is telling the truth about what happened on 9/11, substantial numbers seem to accept the OCT, or at least pretend to — including everybody who’s allowed to write or broadcast in the mainstream media.

Reaction to 9/11 Truth-Speaking
Turkey: Say “9/11 was an inside job” and you’re lionized and feted.
USA: Say “9/11 was an inside job” and as often as not it’s like you just farted in the drawing room.

Reaction to Massive Domestic False-Flag Plot

Turkey: When a group of Mossad-backed Turkish military officers, political figures and journalists conspired to launch “terrorist attacks” in Turkey in order to seize extra-Constitutional power, the plot was broken up, and the perps arrested, by Turkish police. (Google “Ergenekon” for details.) A follow-up plot called “Sledgehammer,” involving Turkish military forces blowing up some of the country’s biggest mosques and blaming it on radicals, then staging a fake “Greek attack” on Turkey, was also broken up by police. Today, fifteen top Turkish generals as well as dozens of politicians and journalists are in jail, many facing life imprisonment, for plotting “the Turkish 9/11.”
USA: When a group of Mossad-backed American military and intelligence officers, political figures and journalists conspired to blow up the World Trade Center and bomb the Pentagon in order to seize extra-Constitutional powers, the plot succeeded.

Democracy vs. Dictatorship

Turkey: A former fascist dictatorship is now an emerging democratic republic.
USA: A former democratic republic is now an emerging fascist dictatorship.

Turkey: After a decades-long war on Islam–one of the worst cultural genocides in history–Turkey has largely gotten over its Islamophobia; and Islam and Islamic activism is on the rise, thanks largely to a courageous and uncompromising Muslim leadership.
USA: After a decade-long war on Islam, the US is still mired in Islamophobia; and the US Muslim leadership’s corrupt and cowardly kowtowing to the Zionist rulers of America has only worsened the situation.

World Power Status

Turkey: A rapidly rising power and potential superpower, as reflected by the BRIC group (Brazil-Russia-India-China) being revised to BRICT (Brazil-Russia-India-China-Turkey). With a resource-rich land surface area bigger than any European country, an expanding and ever-better-educated population of over 70 million, phenomenal economic growth, a perfect location at the crossroads of Europe, Asia and Africa (as well as the crossroads of declining Christianity and rising Islam), a spacious hinterland of Turkic language speakers stretching across Central Asia, and a historic claim to an Islamic caliphate whose restoration is desired by a strong majority of the world’s Muslims, Turkey’s geopolitical aspirations are virtually limitless.
USA: A rapidly declining superpower that has squandered the goodwill of the world by staging 9/11 and the 9/11 wars, and has experienced little real economic growth since the 2001 coup d’état and the multi-trillion-dollar wars for Zionism that followed.

Relation to Zionism

Turkey: A former friend of Israel, which props up Turkish military dictators and false-flag plotters; rapidly becoming an avowed enemy of Israel due to the spread of democracy, education, commitment to human rights, and Islamic identity. The Mavi Marmara incident was the flashpoint for this historic change.
USA: A former friend of Israel; rapidly becoming an abject slave of Israel. Since the Mossad-assisted 9/11/2001 coup d’état, the USA has been Israeli-occupied territory. The complete Zionist stranglehold on all mainstream media is the biggest factor here.

Quality of Leadership
Turkey: Fair and getting better. Brutal, fascist, fanatically-atheist military dictators are giving way to a new generation of democracy and human rights advocates with a strong moral grounding in the teachings of Islam.
USA: Bad and getting worse. Every time a decent, charismatic leader pops up — think JFK, RFK, MLK, Malcolm X, and (more recently) Paul Wellstone — something unfortunate happens, and the psychopaths behind the scenes maintain and increase their power.

Turkey: There are hardly any security checkpoints. As a Muslim 9/11 truth activist I carry VIP status and am waved through the few checkpoints that exist, including one at the entrance to the private dining area for members of the Turkish parliament.
USA: There are more and more security checkpoints at courthouses, government buildings, transit hubs, roadblocks, and so on; and as a Muslim 9/11 truth activist I am hardly likely to be waved through them as a VIP! If I found myself being waved through the checkpoint, escorted to the private US Senate dining room, and sitting down to a a sumptuous meal and conversation with the Deputy Chief of the FBI and the Senate Majority Leader about the 9/11 inside job, I would suspect that I was dreaming. Yet this is exactly what happened to me at the closest Turkish analogue of the US Senate, the Grand National Assembly of Turkey.

National Spirit

Turkey: An ever-more uncowed and unbowed freedom-loving society; they’ve tasted some and they want more. Since the Turkish 9/11 was averted, ordinary Turks talk back to, and refuse to cooperate with, military “security officers” and get away with it. (I will describe one such incident later.)
USA: An increasingly cowed, cowardly, unfree society in which the people lick the boots of their Zionist masters and apologize profusely for any specks of dirt they missed.

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Back home in Bizarro World, otherwise known as the former United States of America and current Seventh Administrative District of the State of Israel, I feel like Plato’s protagonist who returns to the cave and finds his former fellows still in chains, hypnotized by television shadows on the wall and unable to imagine that reality is different, by several orders of magnitude, from the faint, flickering distortions that they are permitted to perceive.

[Stay tuned to this blog for more reflections on my trip to Turkey]

Sex and Death/Death and Sex: TJ Radio Special today with Tyler Volk and Dorion Sagan!

Truth Jihad Radio Wed. 5/25/11, 1-3 pm Central, American Freedom Radio (archived here.) Call-in number: (402) 237-2525 or post your questions to my Facebook page.

Special “Sex and Death” show with science writers Tyler Volk and Dorion Sagan, authors of Death and Sex (or was that Sex and Death ?) Any way you flip it, this is one of the most fascinating and provocative (and sexiest and deathiest) science books I’ve read…partly because it isn’t just a science book. Volk’s exploration of the biological meaning of death, like Sagan’s of sex, also explores some of the many social constructions surrounding these two highly-charged topics. Volk and Sagan are talented writers with broad humanistic as well as scientific backgrounds. Should be an exceptionally interesting show!

Turkish parliamentarian: 9/11 wasn’t just Mossad – CIA also involved

Yesterday I blogged about being invited to lunch in the Turkish National Legislature with a Turkish National Police Chief and a leading parliamentarian, and discussing Turkey’s triumph (so far) over the false-flag terror plot known as Ergenekon – which would have been Turkey’s 9/11 had the plotters succeeded.

What I didn’t mention is what my Turkish hosts – including parliamentarian Fehmi Husrev Kutlu – Deputy for Adiyaman and the Administrative Commissioner of the Turkish Legislature (GNAT) – said about 9/11.

The short version: Like everyone else I’ve met in Turkey, they know it was an inside job.

When I asked Deputy Kutlu whether Turkey might pass legislation calling for or even establishing an international investigation of 9/11, he replied: “This is something that could happen in the future.” I pointed out that several noted international leaders, including Iran’s President Ahmedinejad, Cuba’s Castro, and Venezuela’s Chavez support 9/11 truth. “They’re not the only ones!” Deputy Kutlu said with a smile. He added: “Most (pro-9/11-truth) leaders have not yet spoken out in public. But in private, it is a completely different story.”

Another guest at our private luncheon opined that the Israeli intelligence agency Mossad had planned and carried out the 9/11 attack. “It wasn’t just Mossad,” Deputy Kutlu corrected him. “The CIA also had a hand in it.”

This kind of fearless table talk, par for the course in Turkey, is probably not very common in the private dining room of the US Senate!

Welcome to Turkey, the world’s anti-false-flag-terror capital!

Lavon. Northwoods. USS Liberty. Gladio. 9/11. Bali. Madrid. 7/7. Mumbai. 

What do all of the above false-flag terror plots have in common? 

They got away with it. Nobody ever went to jail.

No wonder Indiana prosecutor and Republican activist Carlos Lam felt comfortable sending Wisconsin Governor Scott Walker an email urging him to launch a false-flag terror attack to score political points.

So far, only one country has shut down its own military leaders’ plan for a massive false-flag attack. That country is the (increasingly Islamic) Republic of Turkey.

I recently sat down to a sumptuous lunch in Turkey’s National Legislature – the equivalent of the US capitol – with a Turkish parliamentarian and one of Turkey’s five top national police chiefs. After a few courses and small talk, I dove right in and congratulated them on stopping Ergenekon (the Turkish 9/11).

The Ergenekon bust is a truly historic event. Fifteen generals and dozens of other officers as well as politicians and journalists are in jail for planning to blow up the country’s biggest mosques and stage a fake “Greek attack” as a pretext to seize power. Apparently they were in cahoots with Mossad and the Gladio holdovers from US/NATO.

As far as we know, this is the only time that a big false-flag, Mossad-facilitated plot  has been pre-empted and the perps jailed. The national police chief explained to me that they’ve had coups d’état in Turkey before, so the police (who have been largely taken over by pro-democracy Islamic activists) set up a parallel national intelligence unit, purchased top-of-the-line spy equipment, and ended up playing the intel game better than the perps!

The moral: Good people need to infiltrate the institutions of power and fight back against the psychopaths. Here in Turkey, as in other Islamic countries, religious piety is strongly associated with moral and ethical behavior, while non-religiosity is often associated with opportunism and worse – which is why Islamic activists tend to be the best people in Islamic countries.

That’s why the Zio-Americans are working so hard to keep them out of power. The religious activists are harder to corrupt than the secular politicians. They won’t sell out their people for Zionist-printed US funny money.

In America, many good people (think Paul Wellstone) are not particularly religious. Unfortunately, the potentially good leaders in the US – those with morality, idealism and charisma – usually get assassinated, and their backers show little desire to even acknowledge the truth about their heroes’ assassinations. Whereas here in Turkey, Muslim democracy activists learned to unite and cover each others’ backs during the long night of cultural genocide. Their shared religiosity creates a kind of brotherhood. If the fascists kill a Turkish Islamic activist leader, as they often have, the fact gets acknowledged and protested. Ultimately, it was the ties of religious brotherhood among the police that brought down Ergenekon.

Does the US have a shared moral framework, such as a commitment to the Constitution, that would allow us to take the country back from the 9/11 coup plotters and their puppets?  Only time will tell.

Kevin Barrett returns from Turkey Monday, May 23rd

Bediuzzaman Said Nursi
almost singlehandedly saved Islam in Turkey from cultural genocide. Today, the Nursi movement carries on the tradition of speaking truth to power – in part by organizing my 9/11 truth tour. So far I have spoken directly to over 2,000 people, made the front page of a national newspaper, garnered several television and radio interviews, and had the time of my life with an amazing bunch of brothers. I’ll be reporting the details when time permits at the TruthJihad blog.

My live radio shows recommence starting Monday the 23rd – talk to you then! Meanwhile, here’s the tentative schedule:

Monday 3/23

Truth Jihad Radio Mon. 5/23/11, 1-3 pm Central, American Freedom Radio (archived here.) Call-in number: (402) 237-2525 or post your questions to my Facebook page.

First hour: William Ramsey discusses the possibility that the perpetrators of 9/11 were disciples of the famous Satanist magician Aleister Crowley.

Second hour: Imran Kurter joins me to discuss our speaking tour of Turkey, as well as the amazing story of Bediuzzaman Said Nursi, the man who saved Islam in Turkey.

Tuesday 3/24

Tuesday, May 24th, 9-10 a.m. Pacific (noon-1 pm Eastern) on, to be archived here a few hours after broadcast…

Maidhc Ó Cathail makes his radio debut! I’ve been trying to get Maidhc on my show for years, and he has finally graciously consented. This guy is one of the wisest and most sophisticated anti-Zionist and pro-truth voices on the planet. (Scroll down for details.)

Wednesday 3/25

Truth Jihad Radio Wed. 5/25/11, 1-3 pm Central, American Freedom Radio (archived here.) Call-in number: (402) 237-2525 or post your questions to my Facebook page.

Special “Sex and Death” show with science writers Tyler Volk and Dorion Sagan, authors of Death and Sex (or was that Sex and Death ?) Any way you flip it, this is one of the most fascinating and provocative (and sexiest and deathiest) science books I’ve read.

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About Maidhc Ó Cathail

Although living in Osaka, Japan for the past 12 years, Maidhc Ó Cathail writes extensively on U.S. foreign policy and the Middle East. In addition to writing a monthly column for an Irish language magazine <>, his work has been published by, Arab News, Dissident Voice, Foreign Policy Journal, Forward Magazine (Syria), Information Clearing House, Journal of Turkish Weekly, Khaleej Times, Ma’an News Agency, Middle East Monitor, Palestine Chronicle, Tehran Times, The Nation (Pakistan), Washington Report on Middle East Affairs and many more. Maidhc is also creator and editor of The Passionate Attachment blog.

Maidhc is one of the few Middle East analysts who has challenged the prevailing consensus on the Arab uprisings. For the past couple of months, he has been exposing some of the more prominent–and unlikely–supporters of Arab democracy, in op-eds such as “ElBaradei: Soros’s Man in Cairo,” “The Junk Bond ‘Teflon Guy’ Behind Egypt’s Nonviolent Revolution,” “Egypt: A Virtual Smoking Gun? ” “MidEast Democracy: Israel’s Diamond in the Rough,” and his latest piece, “Arab Dissidents’ Strange Bedfellows.” These and his other published articles on such subjects as the Israel lobby, 9/11, the so-called war on terror, the Iraq war, and Wikileaks can be found at his website:

Many of Maidhc’s articles have been made into highly entertaining and informative You Tube videos by argonium79 <>. The most recent video based on his work, “It’s the Occupation, Stupid,” is featured on the website of the Council for the National Interest.

For those unfamiliar with the eccentricities of Irish orthography, Maidhc is simply the Irish spelling of “Mike.” Maidhc’s surname, Ó Cathail, is pronounced something like “Oh-Caw-hill.”