Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Allah *cough* *wheeze* *groan* Akhbar

Here is a rather amusing take on how the grand and glorious jihadi lifestyle may not be all it was cracked up to be.

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