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On days like today, when I watch and read the various reactions to the killing of cartoonists in France by people who take their religion seriously, many thoughts of Western decadence whirl in my head. Memories come flooding back...

One memory is of the infamous Waco Massacre in the winter of 1993 and the amazed reaction by the ATF and Clampett administration that believers in David Koresh would actually burn alive rather than submit to government orders. Another memory is of Al Gore at his parties convention talking about the importance of our "faith traditions" and informing his audience that Mary, Joseph & Jesus were homeless (seriously, and the guy went to seminary for a year too!) These memories echo in my mind along with hundreds of news stories about removing Christian symbols, manger scenes of the "homeless" family Al Gore referenced in his convention speech, Ten Commandments and countless other stories about erecting satanic monuments in the public square and anti-religious/anti-God bill boards, advertisements, books, films, etc. And it really sort of makes me feel... not sorry (that's not the right word)... sick, I guess, for these terrorists.

I mean here you are, carrying out a religious war and committing acts of atrocity to punish your enemies and the enemy can not even comprehend your motivation or desire. The enemy doesn't even know who you are (spiritually) - won't believe you - no matter what you do, what you say or how many times you do it or say it. It's like you're fighting against a gigantic pillow of fluff that is impervious to even the most blatant and outrageous attack because they have no authentic faith counter to your own.

I guess that's the West's strategy for the foreseeable future - to just not understand Islam and it's more radical believers and let terrorists punch the giant pillow until they get tired. There is a more sinister side to this strategy too, in that it keeps the domestic population of the Western world on pins & needles waiting for the next attack making them much more malleable to government control.

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