You have probably already had the privilege of watching the heart-warming video clip of Zubeidat Tsarnaeva, the mother of the Boston jihadi bombers, in which she is screaming hysterically at a CNN reporter about her indifference to her sons’ fates. She ends her tirade with a well-know jihadist expression — that informs its non-Muslim victims why they must die. Here’s the key quote, which may give you a fuzzy feeling inside:
“I don’t care if my youngest son is going to be killed today. I want the world to hear this. And, I don’t care if I am going to get killed too. And I will say Allahu Akbar!”
To get the real “Islamic feel” of this maternal-jihadi disposition held by Zubeidat Tsarnaeva, watch the video clip below:
As you have also probably noticed, Muslims shout “Allahu Akbar!” in the process of killing or raping kafirs (dirty non-Muslims) – like the Muslims who recently raped two Christian women in broad daylight in Egypt. Our media, of course, always rushes to inform us that this Islamic-Arabic expression is translated as “God is Great,” so that we can all be rest assured that Islam means us no harm — and that the particular Muslims screaming it while slicing our throats have somehow misunderstood their peaceful religion somewhere along the way. The tiny problem, of course, is that, as Daniel Greenfield shrewdly crystallizes:
Allahu Akbar doesn’t mean Allah is Great, in a “Isn’t ‘Allah and the Virgins of Paradise’ a great band.” It’s more like Allah is Greatest or Superior. And if you’re on the right side of the cockpit door, the one doing the shouting ‘Allahu Akbar’ means that Allah is superior to your country and to you. And one of his followers is about to do his best to show you why.
“Allahu Akbar,” in other words, is an expression of Muslim hate and superiority — which means, of course, Allah’s hate and superiority. Allah hates and is superior to all the lesser (and non-existent) gods that the kafir so insolently and ignorantly worships. And that’s why, as 67% of the Meccan Koran and 51% of the Medinan Koran mandate, the kafir needs to be reviled, subjugated and killed. The Muslim, meanwhile, who is a slave to Allah, must also not stick around too long; indeed, he needs to end his own life, sooner rather than later, for Allah – as long as it’s done in the process of killing some kafirs. The Muslim’s life on earth is, after all, by Allah’s decree, pointless, since he is completely worthless as an individual. (The very opposite of the Judeo-Christian tradition’s view of the individual.) And the only way he can get into Islamic paradise and get access to the 72 virgins is through Jihad.
This is the lovely context in which we come to understand the exhilarating life of Zubeidat Tsarnaeva. She is our Muslim Mommy Dearest. And who better for her to take after than the Palestinian Muslim Mommy Dearest: Umm Nidal (Mariam Farhat), who was known in certain circles as the Mother of Martyrs or, depending on what your milieu is, the Mother From Hell. Umm Nidal, you see, liked to engage in infanticide, particularly when it came to her own kids. She passed away this past March, but the legacy she left behind still brings tears to the eyes of Muslims around the world who loved her, and who were touched by what she did for Allah.
Umm Nidal distinguished herself most effectively in a Hamas recruitment video in which she toted a gun and taught her 17-year-old son (Muhammed) how to murder Jews — and then sternly warned him not to come back after he had succeeded in that particular Muslim delicacy (the highest priority issued by the prophet of Islam). The son faithfully followed out the instructions of the Mother From Hell and made sure he was mortally shot after storming an Israeli settlement and successfully killing five Jews and wounding 23. Umm Nidal rejoiced; she cried out “Allahu Akbar” and then handed out halva and chocolates to her dead son’s friends.
And that was not the end of Umm Nidal’s ecstasy. She also took great delight in the fact that two of her other sons died in Jihad against the Jews. One was blown up by his own explosives that he made to target Israeli civilians; the other was killed by Israeli intelligence.
The Mother of Martyrs did have some regrets in life, of course. One of the biggest ones was that her other three sons were somehow still kicking about. She expressed profound remorse about not having more sons that could die; indeed, she wished she had 100 sons who would be martyred – especially, of course, while killing Jews.
It goes without saying, naturally, that Umm Nidal was melancholy, like Zubeidat Tsarnaeva is now, that she herself had not yet died in a martyr operation of her own.
Palestinians loved the Mother From Hell so much for the touching child-rearing values she stood for that they elected her to the Palestinian parliament. Her funeral was attended by thousands of Palestinians and many dignitaries, including the Palestinian prime minister himself. On the eve of Obama’s visit, Mahmoud Abbas paid homage to Nidal and awarded her the “Order of Sacrifice.”
This is the touching story of Islam; it’s what it’s really all about: infanticide. And the Palestinian death cult has got it down to an art – with Umm Nidal leading the way as its Poster Girl. Zubeidat Tsarnaeva, meanwhile, is running a close second — because of her prominent place in the news cycle right now: one son, Tamerlan, is dead after Jihad and the other, younger son, Dzhokhar, is recuperating in a hospital room in America. The 72 virgins, it appears, will have to wait for Dzhokhar to blow himself up at a future date.
It all comes full circle, therefore, in terms of why Zubeidat Tsarnaeva shouted “Allahu Akbar” to the CNN reporter when relishing her sons’ fates. She was celebrating the same way Umm Nidal celebrated. At other times, of course, we see Zubeidat playing the crocodile tears routine in front of the news cameras. The train of taqiyya is never late.
The ingredients of Zubeidat’s life give us an intriguing glimpse into the twisted and morbid world of Muslim Mommy Dearest:
Zubeidat was the “boss” of her house, while her husband, Anzor, roamed around like a puppy dog waiting for instructions or pouting when things didn’t go his way — after Zubeidat laid down the law. Muslim Mommy Dearest was, clearly, the instrumental parent in sowing Islam’s hatred into the heart of her older son. She introduced a hard-line Islamic cleric, “Misha,” (who believed he could talk to demons) to both of her boys and had him preach Islamic hatred to them at their kitchen table. She now emphatically implores us to understand that Misha is a “very nice man.” It is not clear if she means that he is nicer than Umm Nidal.
While it is obvious that Tamerlan is now dead because “Misha” made him Islamically religious, Zubeidat is unrepentant about overseeing the entire process. She even brags about how her dead son’s Islamification has “changed” her for the better. She also now boasts how it was Tamerlan who made her start “covering up” Islamically around the house — even though her husband, Anzor, opposed it. But what Zubeidat wanted to do was the Islamic Party Line.
While Zubeidat was molding her elder son for the highest Jihad, she had some spare time to pursue her other top interest: shoplifting. She wasn’t really good at it though, getting arrested in 2012 for stealing $1,600 of lingerie from a Massachusetts Lord & Taylor store. Charged with two counts of malicious/wanton damage and defacement to property, she was due in court on October 25, 2012, but she failed to appear. Religious devotion, naturally, had become a priority over court appearances.
While stealing from the infidel was clearly a high priority in the Tsarnaev household, Tamerlan and Dzhokhar were much more interested in activities that had more of an Islamic tinge: like murder and blowing off limbs of the infidel. The higher Jihad, where you get the virgin babes in paradise and Allah’s pat on the back, was simply a deal they couldn’t refuse. And we now know the tragic and horrifying end-result that their jihadist odyssey spawned on April 15, 2013 in Boston.
All the while, Muslim Mommy Dearest engages in the typical behavior of psychopaths: denying everything, refusing to apologize, deflecting responsibility, playing the victim card and trying to garner pity. Her husband spoke best on her behalf when he announced, with the disposition of some kind of martyr/hero: “I am not angry at anyone” – as if it is the world that has somehow done the Tsarnaev family wrong and now awaits, with anxious anticipation, to see if they will indulge their anger or will find it in their hearts to forgive the transgressions against them. The fact that they themselves created vicious killers who have murdered and maimed innocents somehow eludes Anzor’s and Zubeidat’s psyches.
Zubeidat, meanwhile, is practicing her own victimhood pose in front of the cameras. She has, after all, learned well from Islamic supremacists who do exactly that after their murder and rape sprees. “I would prefer not to have lived in America,” she now reflects, as though where she would have been happier residing is somehow the most important element in the narrative. Mark Steyn’s response to her reflection perfectly exposes the pathology of it all. Referring to her preferring “not to have lived in America,” he writes: “Not, I’m sure, as much as the Richard family would have preferred it. Eight-year-old Martin was killed; his sister lost a leg; and his mother suffered serious brain injuries.”
While ranting “Allahu Akbar” in her other moments, Zubeidat is also ranting about how her sons were framed. Of that, she is certain: “I’m sure my kids were not involved in anything,” she declares as she whimpers with tearless eyes. They couldn’t have done it, because, she explains, she had spoken to her “loving” son (Tamerlan) right after the bombings and instead of saying anything about the bombing, he had simply told her he missed and loved her and even inquired about the cat. “America took my kids away from me” she accusingly states, as if somehow Islam and her guidance had not been the primary protagonists in the Boston marathon massacre.
One could never accuse Muslim Mommy Dearest of lacking an imagination. Script writing, it appears, might very well have been a better career path for her than shoplifting. Referring to the scene of carnage in Boston, she has described it as a “really big play” with “paint instead of blood.”
Reality, meanwhile, tells a different tale: we now know that Zubeidat was on the terror watch list along with her son. She was on a federal terrorism database a year-and-a-half before the Boston massacre and authorities now, unsurprisingly, see her as a person of interest in the case.
It has also emerged that Russian authorities secretly recorded a telephone conversation in 2011 between her and Tamerlan in which the two vaguely discussed jihad. They raised the possibility of Tamerlan going to Palestine, but the son told his mother it wasn’t a good idea because he didn’t speak Arabic. It’s beneficial to know the language of the populace, after all, before one detonates oneself in its midst.
During the shootout with authorities in which he would achieve his ultimate goal, Tamerlan called his mother and, according to her, he informed her: “The police, they have started shooting at us, they are chasing us.” Wearing a suicide vest and shots and explosions going off around him, he said to her: “Mama, I love you.”
And so, the script that the two jihadists had written together long ago, and that Islam demanded of them, was now completed. Tamerlan was letting Muslim Mommy Dearest know that, like Umm Nidal’s son Muhammed, he wouldn’t be coming back.
And he won’t be.
And that cold hard fact has filled the Mother From Hell with a comforting glee because, well…Allahu Akhbar.
Editor’s note: To get the whole story on why Radical Islam engenders a death wish in its followers, get Jamie Glazov’s critically-acclaimed book, United in Hate: The Left’s Romance With Tyranny and Terror.
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