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Powell’s comments had cost him his political career, his near genius mind and his scholarly knowledge of history had foreseen that ultimately, Islam and Christianity would one day be in a winner take all conflict; he knew that as time progressed, so would weapons technology which would only serve to swell the rivers of blood into unstoppable raging torrents. There would only be one religion left standing: the final showdown between Islam and the rest of the world’s religions was only just beginning.
The body count rose exponentially as the non Muslim section of the army began to acquire more weapons and ammunition. Hospitals could not cope; there were no Muslim doctors or nurses. One third of all hospital staff were no longer available; instead of saving lives, they were now engaged in taking them. Patients, both military and civilian lay screaming in agony in hospital corridors with no one to attend them.
Ambulances were attacked and set on fire, their screaming passengers unable to escape the blaze. Muslims with bayonet and bullet wounds were almost ritualistically slaughtered outside of the hospitals; they caused the problem, they and they alone must pay the ultimate price.
The Presidential plane left the Welsh coastline, and headed west across the Atlantic towards the safe haven that was America, passing over Ireland as it went. Ireland itself was no stranger to violence; less than a century before, the country had sat on the verge of civil war. On that occasion Islam had not been involved; Catholic Christian had fought Protestant Christian with the casualties running into many thousands. The Christian God had despaired as his own followers had fought each other over which Christian church to attend.
Ireland’s next religious war would not be Christian against Christian however.
There would only be room for one religion.
There would only be Islam.
CHAPTER 18
The Meeting 4
President Michael Kenneth Steinberg sat in the White House meeting room with his CIA confidant Mario Molinari; both men deep in thought; world events were moving much too quickly, the destruction of the holiest of all Islamic shrines had united and mobilized the entire Islamic world. It was now apparent that all forms of world trade were not only affected, in many cases they had been brought to a complete standstill. The Muslim nations had risen against all things American and Israeli, resulting in the complete destruction of all American assets.
The world’s financial markets had ceased to function altogether; all Arab monies, properties and banks had firstly been frozen, and as the destruction of America’s petro chemical plants continued, all Arab financial assets were confiscated; supplies of Arab gas and oil were no longer leaving the gulf.
Neither man could see the sense or reasoning behind the destruction of all Western owned oil wells, refineries and terminals. This was how the Arab nations had made their vast wealth; it came as no surprise to them that this wealth; much of which was now held in sheets of paper called Government Bonds, would be either frozen or confiscated by the Western nations, particularly America. In one fell swoop, the debt of trillions of dollars owed to the Arabs by America had been eliminated; she simply would not honor the debt built up over decades of borrowing.
America was secure in the knowledge that she was completely energy self sufficient, and for the first time in many decades, was no longer the world’s biggest borrower. America was no longer in the red, and at a stroke, had once again become the world’s richest nation.
There was now only the question of the trillions that were owed to China and the Far East.
‘We had better call them in now Mario’, the President said, ‘I am beginning to run out of things to worry about. Before we do, have we heard anything from Theodore and that boy Magician yet’?
‘Not a thing sir’, Mario replied with a shake of his head, ‘It appears that all transmissions in whatever form to either Theodore or his CIA bodyguards are being completely blocked. The Embassy confirmed that they were successfully picked up at the airport, after that, all correspondence with the Embassy stopped. It appears that the only form of communication is on the military frequencies, and even those are systematically being either blocked or hacked. The only good news is that your Plane survived the airport bomb and managed to take off; the problem there sir is that if we received the message, who else did’?
‘That will be a big relief to Sally Mario; she would have my fucking balls cut off if anything happened to her mobile home. How bad was the Birmingham airport bomb’?
‘Pretty bad sir, hundreds killed and thousands injured. The airport was packed with people trying to leave the country. It now appears that every airport in the UK is on total lockdown; all forms of air traffic control have been suspended since that lunatic opened fire in the control room at Manchester. We are also receiving reports of a suicide bomber destroying the Birmingham facility. Everyone is too afraid to go into work. If you want to leave Britain sir, you will have to swim; every boat is packed solid.
The French have even sealed off the Channel Tunnel as they are expecting the terrorist attacks to escalate; so far they have had bomb attempts on both the Eifel tower and the Louvre. Can you imagine the priceless paintings that would have been lost to the world if the Louvre bombing had been successful; even the Mona Lisa isn’t safe anymore it seems’.
‘Christ Mario, Britain was our number one ally, her influence was essential to us. How are we going to control these fucking Muslims? If we are not careful, the whole thing is going to escalate into another world war, and I am more than a little concerned about our ability to stand our ground. We will be pretty powerless if our weapons systems are fucked, and from the reports coming through from Britain, the military have fuck all bigger than a pea shooter that is operational. Are we receiving any reports of problems in either Russia or China yet; they are the countries that concern me the most’?
‘Nothing coming in from China sir; Russia has a bit of an insurrection in its Muslim areas, but from the reports I have been receiving from our agents, all their weapon systems are working, and as you would expect, they are being pretty brutal with them’.
‘The President smiled and chuckled to himself as he spoke, ‘If you think that the Russians are being brutal, wait until the Chinese butchers cut loose; anyway, let’s bring the “experts” in’.
The President spoke into his intercom, and a dozen civilian White House Aides and departmental heads, 7 men and 5 women, walked in and took their pre-arranged seats. The President had chosen the assembled personnel carefully in order to avoid any form of military influence. It was essential that all references to God or the Gods were avoided, and even more essential that the JIHADA and the boy magician were kept secret. It was also important that everyone in the room not only spoke the truth, but concealed not even the smallest scrap of information.
He somehow felt naked and vulnerable without Theodore in attendance, and smiled as the vision of the King in his invisible clothes flashed through his mind.
The President immediately got down to business, and turning to his head of foreign policy spoke softly, ‘Kathleen my dear, please give me some absolutely wonderful news on the Embassy evacuations, please tell me that everything has gone like clockwork’.
Kathleen Cromwell stood to speak. She was an imposing presence, and the possessor of a razor sharp tongue if provoked or even questioned. Only White House records were aware of her age, and with her horn rimmed spectacles, she probably looked considerably older than she really was. Always dressed down, often with a manly type tweed suit, she was considered the archetypal lesbian woman trying to make her way in an obvious male dominated environment.
Kathleen Cromwell was no lesbian; far from it; her evening attire was that of a street walker, tailored to meet the requirements of a still pretty and youngish middle aged woman trying to recapture the youth that she had sacrificed during her pursuit of a successful career. Her stern businesslike office presence contrasted sharply with her demure yet predatory evening persona as she visited the nightclubs in the
more salubrious districts of Washington.
Only the President dare ever refer to her as ‘my dear’ without receiving a tongue lashing, in the case of President Steinberg however, it was taken as a high compliment and always delighted and physically stirred her. Like many women, she was seduced by power. Power sexually aroused her; if only she had taken advantage of these barely controllable urges when she had been young and beautiful. Why had she sacrificed so much for a none too satisfying career? She suddenly felt a little giddy at the President’s words; was he teasing her or did he possibly see her as the beautiful young woman she had once been.
Tonight she would go out. Tonight she would close her eyes and imagine that the loser bouncing around on top of her was the President himself; that always had the desired effect.
The President was fully aware of her double life, and despite being completely in love with his wife, envied her anonymity when prowling the streets for short lived sexual gratification; no one at the upper end of government escaped CIA surveillance, not even the President himself.
Many years before, it was rumored that the CIA had been responsible for the death of Marilyn Monroe in order to conceal her affair with President Kennedy; the same President whose photograph now hung on the wall above the head of the current President. President Clinton had not been so fortunate; one of his indiscretions had almost led to his impeachment.
‘Mr. President, sir, are you sure that you only want to hear the wonderful news’? Kathleen Cromwell now had her sexual fantasy under control, her underwear was however quite moist. ‘ That part of the news will not take me very long sir; I am afraid that some of the not so wonderful news may well take considerably longer and depress you somewhat’.
President Steinberg laughed out loud and replied, ‘come on now Kathleen you know how I hate it when you tease me; - good news first please, just to put me in a good mood’.
The good news was indeed in pretty short supply. Even though the order to evacuate all Embassy staff from predominantly Muslim countries had been issued as soon as details of the Mecca bombing had become known, it was not soon enough. News and pictures of the atrocity had been broadcast on all televisions throughout the Muslim world as it had actually happened. The similarities between the Mecca bombing and the 9/11 destruction of the twin towers was pretty much déjà vu; being watched by a worldwide audience of billions in real time.
Spontaneous riots had broken out throughout the Middle Eastern Arab countries, with all their anger, as always, being directed at both Israel and the United States.
Saudi Arabia had seen the first and worst atrocities, with US Embassy staff being dragged through the Capital’s streets and publically beheaded. Years of frustration and brutal repression by the House of Saud then surfaced; the people seized their chance; now was the time for the people to rise in protest. The mob’s attention turned to the hundreds of Saudi Princes and Princesses who soon met the same public fate as the Embassy staff. The Saudi police and military disappeared from view, rapidly changing into civilian clothing, fearful that the angry mob may well turn against them. This blood- letting was broadcast to all Muslim countries on every Muslim channel throughout the world as it happened.
Anti - Israeli and American anger quickly gathered momentum, and soon the rioting had travelled to North Africa before sweeping its way through the continent, stopping only at the borders of South Africa. There, the entire army was now fully mobilized and in action at its borders, fighting an immeasurable surge of humanity that were either fleeing for their lives, or were busy trying to exterminate all the non Muslims still trapped outside of the country.
The Far East was a little slower to ignite. Muslim Malaysia and Indonesia had seen large gatherings in all their major cities, but police had so far managed to keep things under control. The Southern Provinces of Thailand had witnessed immediate mass genocide. Buddhist men, women and children were slaughtered openly in the streets; not even the Buddhist monks were spared. An enraged Thai army had responded in a similar fashion, and few Muslims were now alive in the entire country. Similar events happened in neighbouring Myanmar, formerly British Burma; the few Muslims that were still alive were hiding deep in the rain forests.
The JIHADA appeared not to care. Muslims in the Far East were expendable, - not part of the grand design, -they played little part in the overall plan and were simply casualties of war. There were far more important areas to concentrate on. The Far East would be of no significance whatsoever once the Prophesy of the LOST SCRIPTURES had been fulfilled; because of this, the people there were of little importance; they were all going to perish once the time was right.
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A grim faced President listened carefully as Kathleen Cromwell went through the list of countries one by one, reading from a number of sheets that were constantly being updated by her departmental staff, even as she spoke. As she reported the good news of a successful evacuation of an Ambassador and his family, it was often tempered with news of the slaughter of his entire staff before the helicopters had had time to return. Often, the returning helicopters had themselves come under intense ground fire and many had been destroyed. No military personnel were spared on these occasions.
There was to be little chance of resuming normal relations with these countries in the near or probably even distant future. All US Embassies were systematically looted and then either burned to the ground or blown up by explosives; the Embassy staff, whether they were American or local personnel, were usually publically beheaded. If they had worked for the American Infidels, they were themselves tainted by the Infidel, and it was not fitting for them to live among the true servants’ of Allah.
‘Fucking Hell’, the President kept repeating, as Kathleen, reading from her sheets, sometimes gave a little too graphic a description of a particular atrocity. None of the women in the room were particularly concerned at the President’s language; the Presidential vocabulary was well known throughout the White House. Only the First Lady ever objected; the President always apologised; the President then always continued where he had left off. His wife had never accepted that pigs on the Presidential farm responded much better to such language; it was however a well known fact among all pig farmers.
As Kathleen paused to draw breath after a particular graphic and harrowing account of a downed helicopter in Somalia, the President asked her to move on to the civilized world.
‘I do hope that you are not including Britain as part of the civilized world Mr President’, she went on. ‘Things there are far from civilized. Most of Europe seems to be coping at the moment; Britain however has dissolved into total anarchy. Not even the army can be trusted as there are large factions that seem hell bent on attacking and stirring up trouble with the white population. Most of the reports are pretty sketchy, but suicide bombing has now become the NATIONAL SPORT.The pattern of the past few years is also changing; the bombers are not just intent on killing as many people as possible, they seem to be working in ever larger groups of 40 or 50 people and blowing themselves up in order to bring down National institutions and monuments. Christian churches are their favourite places to atomise themselves. The British people are now either too afraid to venture outside of their homes, or are organizing themselves into vigilante groups and killing anyone suspected of being a Muslim; sporting a beard is a virtual death sentence. There is no longer any law sir, the society as we knew it no longer exist’.
‘What about the Embassy staff in Britain Kath, are Bill Ferguson and his family OK, they have only been there for a couple of weeks’?
‘I suppose that the best I can say is so far so good sir. A group of suicide bombers blew a large hole in one of the walls, but the people inside were unharmed and are behind a shield of Marines; everything is holding up at the moment, but the body count outside of the Embassy is now numbering in the hundreds. Our only other concern north of the Mediterranean is France. Much of the outer suburbs of Paris are on edge, and do contain a substantial Muslim majo
rity. It would appear that the President and the Prime Minister are offering the Muslim leaders a little too much leeway; the Generals are not too happy with this and could take over control at any moment’.
OK Kath, give me the big one’, the grim faced President said.
‘You are of course referring to Israel I presume Sir’?
The President nodded.
With some reluctance Kathleen Cromwell explained the situation in the Middle East. There had been a major insurrection by the Arabs living in Israel, with countless suicide bombings; the whole country was now on a war footing, and the surrounding Arab countries were now mobilising and moving their tank columns towards the Israeli border.
Four nuclear powers bordered Israel, with a fifth, and much larger, and substantially better armed Iran only a few missile minutes away. It was no longer a mystery as to how these smaller countries had acquired their nuclear missiles; Iran and its fanatical religious leadership had always hoped that one day it would totally eliminate the State of Israel without sustaining any damage to itself. In the event of a nuclear exchange by using these surrogate countries, an unscathed Iran would then be free to exercise total control over all of the Middle East. America was the deterrent; - only now, the American weapons no longer worked. One way or another, Iran seemed to have created a system of neutralizing them.