What is it with these Muslims? I have long thought that the wiser approach to peace in the Middle East was to try to better understand Islam. To better understand what motivates them. Alas, I have grown weary of trying. There is nothing to understand. The simple truth seems to come down to this: if you utter so much as one single word which casts Muslims in a less than bright light; you need to be dead. Nothing else will do. Dead.

This current imbroglio with the Pope brings to light, yet again, the inner workings of the minds of Muslims. Now, the Pope is not a stupid man. On the contrary, the Pope is a brilliant human being. A Catholic would hold the Pope in higher esteem than, say, a Lutheran would, but there would be a universality to the basic notion that the Pope is no idiot. I believe the Pope knew there would be a reaction to his recent comments. I believe his choice of references was deliberate.

Now the Muslims are back in the streets demanding an apology. Do any of you readers think an apology would ever be enough? No! Muslims want the Pope dead. Nothing else will do. Dead. It is not possible to apologize to a Muslim. Apologies fall on deaf ears. Apologies are for Westerners and sissies. Muslims ain’t no sissies! As a group they have an overwhelming inferiority complex but they ain’t no sissies.

If you have an axe to grind with the Pope and burn down an Eastern Orthodox Church; chances are you’re a Muslim. On the other hand if you have an axe to grind with the Pope and shoot a Catholic nun in the back, well you’re also probably a Muslim. Ah, sweet Islam. Come you unenlightened people of the world.

Come and embrace our religion of peace. Allah be praised! Say it. Say it now or we will kill you. Remember that fellow a few months back in Pakistan or Afghanistan that wanted to leave Islam and become a Christian? They wanted to execute him. This religion of peace wanted him dead. Nothing else will do. Dead.

Jews? Dead. Christians? Dead. Westerners? Dead. Science? Dead. Culture? Dead. Civilization? Dead. This religion of unthinking, mindless followers, this religion of peace, will settle for nothing less. There is no reasoning possible. There is no dialogue possible. There is no middle ground, no compromise. The grand Ayatollah of PooBah says kill all non-Muslims and the crowd hits the streets, guns ablazin’.

Muslims are called to prayer five or six times a day. I guess Mohammed knew his followers had short attention spans. Anyway, have you ever wondered just what the hell they are praying so fervently about? Five or six times a day they flock to the mosque, men over here women over there, kneeling, and a frequent kow-tow, about what?

Peace? Love? Brotherhood? Acceptance? Tolerance? Kindness? Wisdom? Understanding? Enlightenment? Guidance? If so you Muslims need to make that mosque trip ten or twelve times a day because five or six isn’t getting it done. Five or six trips are only leaving you frustrated and pissed off. It’s like they are hearing all of the joke except the punch line, as if Paul Harvey weren’t telling them the rest of the story.

Coming to terms with Islam seems almost impossible doesn’t it? But wait! Keep hope alive. Even though we have been waiting for decades we will soon hear from the worlds’ greatest living oxymoron. A moderate Muslim. Seems like something only John Lennon could imagine. A moderate Muslim.

Of course we may never hear from a moderate Muslim because they already know what we in the West are painfully learning the hard way. Moderate Muslims know the best path is to find comfort and safety in the silence of the lambs. If they speak out, their religion of peace will want them dead. Nothing else will do. Dead.