Geert Wilders Channels Criswell at NYC Mosque Protest

Crap life imitates crap art.

Xenophobic Eurotrash corpse-fucker Geert Wilders’ prologue to a preposterous, low-brow fairy-tale about honoring the dead by hating the living:

Dear friends, May I ask you to be silent for ten seconds? Just be silent and listen. Ten seconds. And listen… What we hear are the sounds of life in the greatest city on earth.
No place in the world, no place in human history, is as richly varied and vibrant and dynamic as New York City. You hear the cars, you hear the people, you hear them rushing to their various destinations, you hear the sounds of business and of pleasure, you hear the cheers, you hear the cries, the buzzing sounds of human activity. And that is how it should be.

Always. Now close your eyes – I know it’s a beautiful day, but close your eyes. I have been told that this day nine years ago was just such a beautiful day—remember, or try to remember, or try to imagine the sounds which were heard here on this spot under this same blue sky exactly nine years ago. The sound of shock, the sound of destruction, the sound of panic, the sound of pain, the sound of terror.

Did New York deserve this? Did America deserve this? Did the West deserve this?  What, my friends, would you say to people who argue that New York, that America, that the West had itself to blame for those horrible sounds?

Flamboyant, coffin-sleeping fake psychic Criswell’s prologue to a preposterous, low-budget space-opera about subjugating the living by reanimating the dead:

Greetings, my friends! We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives. And remember, my friends; future events such as these will affect you in the future. You are interested in the unknown, the mysterious, the unexplainable; that is why you are here. And now for the first time we are bringing to you the full story of what happened on that fateful day. We are giving you all the evidence, based only on the secret testimonies of the miserable souls who survived this terrifying ordeal. The incidents, the places, my friends, we can not keep this a secret any longer; let us punish the guilty, let us reward the innocent. My friends, can your heart stand the shocking facts about grave robbers from outer space?

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