If you are anywhere in or near Texas on Nov. 21, you will not want to miss this!
From Big Peace comes this heads-up about a planned event to commemorate
the victims of crazed gunman Army Major Nidal Malik Hasan — nope, try again, and this time be honest — the thirteen servicemen and women, and one unborn child, who were murdered last year by Muslim terrorist and Army infiltrator Nidal Malik Hasan.
Their lives will be commemorated, and the truth be told about why they died, this Sunday in Killeen, Texas, not far from Fort Hood:
And so it begins: the telling of TRUTH.
Truth can be hard. Truth can be ugly. Truth can be terrifying. Truth can impose such huge responsibilities that the cowardly refrain from speaking it. Hence the surreal omission of any mention of Islamist ideology from the Pentagon’s 84-page report on the attack. And the equally bizarre–and appalling–statement by Army Chief of Staff General George Casey after the massacre, that “what happened at Fort Hood was a tragedy but I believe it would be an even greater tragedy if our diversity becomes a casualty…”
Does Casey really believe this tripe? If so, he is astonishingly naive, as well as callous toward the victims’ families. Or is he compelled to say things like this by order of someone even higher up than he, the Army Chief of Staff? That would mean that our national-defense apparatus has been infiltrated and corrupted up to the highest levels. Either way, such a statement from someone so highly placed is horrifying.
When the people who are supposed to be protecting us act like they don’t even know what’s going on–or refuse to see it–you get the horrible feeling that no one is in charge. Where are the grown-ups? Where are the sane people? Is the place being run by idiots? If so, where does that leave us?
That is why truth, however painful, is liberating. The scariest things in life involve uncertainty, the feeling of not being able to get a handle on things. And when “authority figures,” be they news anchors or army generals, keep telling you–over and over again in hopes they can get you to believe it–something that you know to be false, then the feeling of uncertainty gets ratcheted up another level, because now it’s compounded by the unnerving suspicion that maybe you’re crazy.
So when someone has the integrity to stand up and say what we already knew in our gut, it comes as a relief. Even if it’s bad news. Because at least now you know: it’s not just me.
In the case of Ft. Hood, the truth is very bad news indeed. A jihadist infiltrated our army, rose in the ranks while everyone around him suppressed their own internal warning systems, and finally he was able to kill the infidels–just as the Qur’an, to which he was so devoted, instructed him to do.
When the truth is spoken loudly and publicly this Sunday, there will be no way to sugar-coat it. I cannot even imagine the grief and the feelings of betrayal that must be tormenting the families, nor the terror and, perhaps, guilt feelings experienced by the survivors. But I do have faith that the truth–and the moral support of the hundreds, or hopefully, thousands, of people who will be there–will help give some measure of closure to the families of the fallen, and a greater hope for the future to the nation at large, who know that there’s an enemy, even within our own ranks, and want to defeat that enemy–but can do little until our leaders start speaking openly and honestly.
I think this is why videos of so many of Allen West’s speeches have become huge hits on the Internet–far beyond Florida’s Congressional District 22. People are craving the truth. However great the threat we face, it loses much of its power to terrify us, at least, if we will just speak its name.