And In the Darkness, Bind Them

“Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down, but it is not this day. This day we fight! For all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!” Aragorn/LOTR, The Return of the King

J.R.R. Tolkien understood very well the difference between good and evil. The rest of the world would do well to listen and learn.

Over at The American Thinker, James Lewis outlines some of the nicknames that are floating around for the Iranian NutJob. While not wanting to flatter him with a comparison to Sauron, he’s still evil and slimy – more along the lines of an unwashed Klingon.

Iran’s sinister President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad simply begs for a nickname. What should it be? Mullah Strangelove? Doctor Kool-Aid? Darth Vader? Apparently his Iranian enemies call him “the monkey.”

But the nickname problem was already solved in the 1980s, when, according to Brett Stephens in the Wall Street Journal,

Numerous Iranian sources allege that in the 1980s (he) worked as an interrogator and executioner in Evin Prison in Tehran. They say (he) earned the nickname Tir Khalas Zan, or “The Terminator,” for (his) methods there.

The Baron at Gates of Vienna is having a Motivational Slogan Contest. Read them all…. My entry (which I think did not make the deadline) was

“This is your brain. This is your brain splattered all over the pavement after the Islamofacist Terrorist cuts off your head. Any questions?”

proteinwisdom has a disturbing Orwellian report of Iranian government workers going from building to building, smashing satellite dishes. Could this timing be a coincidence? August 22 is a happy day in my family and I want it to stay that way.

The Anchoress is under the weather again. If it’s the same sinus happiness I suffer with, zing extra prayers her way. There’s nothing like trying to function with a ball of goo the size of a tennis ball in the back of your throat. While she’s mending, read this post on the Muslim conquest of Britian.

All Things Beautiful writes on the thugs-in-charge in Syria, and American Digest discusses the most ancient virus in the world. Pajamas Media has a new look – Gerard has been a busy boy.

Beware the Eye of Sauron.

1 Comment

  1. January 1, 2010 at 5:40 pm

    […] upon the far-away gates of Mordor, with its belching smoke and stench of death, we should remember brave Aragorn’s words: “Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the […]


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