WILL MUSLIM RULERS CRY OUT VS MUSLIM MURDERERS? EGYPT

J. Grant Swank, Jr.

"Offered accommodation at a hotel overnight, she yelled: ‘What if something happens to us on the way? I want to go home. If it's in Naama Bay, I am not going.’"

That’s according to the Associated Press. It’s in regard to the mayhem set loose in Egypt.

Well, all I can say about the mayhem set loose in Egypt is this: Will this shock some, maybe even two or three or even four Muslim leaders so-called to explode with anger against their own "brethren" who are slaughtering Muslims and non-Muslims because the Koran’s Allah says so?

I wonder.

It’s about time that Muslim turf deals with the Muslims murderers global. It’s far too past time that the Muslim sands soak in the blood from their own bowing to Mecca disciples who conclude they get playboy bunnies for eternal orgies once they snuff out their own existences on this Earth.

I visited Cairo. I loved it there. I could not wait to get into the bartering. What a hoot. I could have stayed there for several weeks, but time did not permit.

We were in the Nile Hilton. I woke up in the middle of the night to peer out the large window, taking in the night sights, particularly the traffic never-ending, bicycles interweaving in between vehicles, people sauntering about in what looked like 24 / 7 pajamas. It was delightful.

Of course when I turned on the room’s radio, expecting to get Rosemary Clooney, I got the highs and lows of Egyptian musical scales. Naturally I was young then and did not quickly catch on.

But I grew up quite speedily that trip, especially when learning not to drink the water. I said to my wife upon returning from a hot hot trip into the desert, "Surely Hilton has cleansed the water in this plush place. I’m thirsty. I’m going to drink this ice water." There were huge goblets filled with fresh water and ice cubes — all placed in royal style at our evening tables.

So I did drink — much. For the next several days I had dysentery, thus missing the group’s jaunt to Petra. Live and learn.

However, in the end it was worth meeting the cordial Egyptian doctor who came to our room, prescribed the meds and then smilingly shook hands upon leaving. I hardly understood a word he said. But it did not take long for him to figure out what the two thirsty Americans were up to which confined us to our room with toilet.

My memories then are so fondly wrapped around Cairo and the pyramids, the Sphinx and the museum with King Tut’s imprint. What a multi-dimensional stay we had in Egypt. Never to be forgotten.

But with this World War III that the Muslims have thrown every country on the globe into, I wonder about the Muslim leadership far and wide, and that includes Egypt — a supposedly Western liking leadership there. And now the rulership is dealing with their own kind. There is not much good that can come from that carnage except the possible benefit of yanking those Muslim despots off their posteriors long enough to blast their own Islamic insane.

We nice civilized peoples of the globe have been waging the war against Islam-the-killing-cult with no aid to speak of from the Muslims. The clerics tight lip up. The laity do the same. The teachers in killer schools only open their mouths long and wide enough to instruct the next generation in how to kill of the whole world except for Islamic fanatics. All the while the rich and famous Muslim politicians continue on their cruises, banqueting about, perusing European spas and reading the daily rag.

I pray to the Judeo-Christian God that this Egyptian massacre will push the Muslim kings and palace princes off their ornate seats. And if it doesn’t work in Egypt, maybe we could move to the another nearby Muslim national hangout and see if it might work there.

Whatever. . .