The lid is finally off.
It is fact, as I have been maintaining, all terrorists are ‘Psychopathic Killers first and Ideology for them is a Cloak’ be it Osama Bin Laden or the slain LTTE Chief.Prabhakaran.
They kill for ‘ kicks’.
The veil of a Freedom Fighter or Religious Fundamentalism tag makes them acceptable to the gullible.
If one were to look at the Freedom Fighters or Religious Heads you would find all of them abhor violence.
It is the scum like these killers who murder innocent standers by , including women and children.
Interviews with these terrorists confirm this.
Interview with a Terrorism Suspect.
“Women’s Prison, 18 Sept 2006
Yes, I said I would bomb them. I said I would kill them. Would I really kill them? Yes. I hate them all.
Because they don let me go to Hollan.
Listen. My Englis is no good. But please try to understan. I jus want go to Hollan. And I need your help. I am no terroriss.
Yes, I want kill them. I want bomb them. But I am NO TERRORISS.
I jus want go to Hollan. I haf to see my sister. Real sister. Please. I am no terroriss.
My sister liff in Hollan. Because I haf Indonesian passpor, I must haf fisa to go there. An before I haf fisa, I must haf so many thing to show Embassy. Long-long list of thing.
I just want go to Hollan. I haf sister in Hollan. I do. Real sister. She is sick and I want to see her. I will stay in her flat in Hollan.
Embassy tell me I must haf proof. Oderwise I can’t get fisa. I must show them letter from my sister. So Embassy can know where I will stay in Hollan.”
The neo-Nazi told me that he loves killing people. He also told me, “All terrorists are like me. They come up with an ideology to justify killing, but the desire to kill comes first.” I do not accept his theory of terrorism, but I did not argue with him. He admitted to having tortured animals as a child, but he seemed somewhat ashamed, as if he knew that I might conclude he is a psychopath. He did not want to tell me how many people he had killed, but he said there were a lot. He had also tortured prisoners held at a camp in Bosnia and confessed he was frustrated that he didn’t get the same pleasure out of torturing people that he did out of killing them….
The older one wore an elephant-gray shalwar and kameez, wrinkled in the humidity like slept-in pajamas, over a colossal frame. Traditional Pakistani slippers, with turned-up pointy toes and mirrors, gave his feet an incongruously elfin look. He walked heavily, ostentatiously relaxed. His hands, which were soft and brown, looked big enough to crush me with a single swat.
It was the younger one, a new recruit, that got to me. He was beautiful. Slim, but strong-looking, with luminous skin and clear, intelligent eyes. He had the obligatory beard of a fundamentalist, but it was neatly trimmed, as if he were having trouble giving up some of the habits of privilege. He wore a hand-embroidered, stark-white shalwar, perfectly pressed. His English was refined. Right away it seemed to me he was specially chosen to meet with me, to make it seem as if the group were populated with boys like him…
“The emir decides who goes to fight. He decides each person’s role in the struggle. He has not selected me to fight,” Ahmed admitted…