#MyJihad in Afghanistan: Two Muslims fail to realize that jihad is just getting up early to take the kids to school, murder five by blowing themselves up

Jihad is simply self struggle - struggling to decide what to have for breakfast in the morning, struggling to decide which birthday card to buy the wife and of course, struggling to decide whether or not to take the kids on that trip to Disneyland.
Of course, jihad is also struggling to decide which suicide vest the kids should wear (blue for boys, pink for girls) and deciding whether you should beat the wife with bare hands or with a baseball bat.
Sometimes jihad can be really tough. Should I sodomise my three year-old niece or just thigh her until she gets a little older? Should I steal from the infidel now or wait a few months until I can be sure to get away with it? Should I murder non-believers at once, or torture them first? I tell you what, jihad is difficult!
Jihad requires the patience of a saint. Jihad is a struggle alright. It is definitely a 'self struggle'. The prophet Mohammed had it hard. It's one thing to sit around eating dates and honey all day, but when it comes to making tough decisions, then Mohammed knew the score.
Jihad is the biggest challenge in life. Buggering, raping, lying, stealing and murdering is not easy, you know. Jihad is not for the faint-hearted and can be very exhausting.
Jihad is the real test of a Muslim's faith!

The following is from a “hadith” — a traditional commentary, on the punishment for suicide in Islam, by Bukhari, a revered Islamic scholar:
Hadith – [Bukhari 7:670, Narrated Abu Huraira]
The Prophet said, “Whoever purposely throws himself from a mountain and kills himself, will be in the (Hell) Fire falling down into it and abiding therein perpetually forever; and whoever drinks poison and kills himself with it, he will be carrying his poison in his hand and drinking it in the (Hell) Fire wherein he will abide eternally forever; and whoever kills himself with an iron weapon, will be carrying that weapon in his hand and stabbing his abdomen with it in the (Hell) Fire wherein he will abide eternally forever.”
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A Suicide Bomber in Paradise
The day is hot and dusty, and the bus engine moans like a dying giant, as I walk down the aisle to the center seats. I know what is about to happen. I have been here before, and yet, I am so afraid I am almost soiling myself, soaked in sweat, and the explosives in my bomb belt weigh on me like lead ingots. I look only at the floor in front of me, so the others cannot see my fear, but I know they can smell it.
The prayers my leaders taught me echo in my mind, but the words do not calm my soul. They mock me. I feel a guilty anger toward those “leaders.” If my mission is so sacred, why have they not come along with me? Why is this mission worth my life, but not theirs? I push aside unfaithful thoughts, and try to imagine Paradise.
In the center of the bus, I reach under my jacket for the switch that will detonate blocks of plastic explosive with screws and wire wrapped around them. My prayers are a furious torrent of empty words. As my thumb presses on the button, I glance at last around me, seeing the other passengers for the first time. They are supposed to be “pigs and monkeys,” but they could be my family, my neighbors.
There is a flash too bright to see, a sound too loud to hear. I am instantly dead, but I feel the searing heat, the relentless shock wave, and red-hot metal penetrating the flesh of others, as if their flesh were mine. I hear screams of pain, the screech of metal, and, too late, I understand: their flesh is mine. I am a zealot and a fool, and I have thrown the gift of my life back into the Creator’s face. Others die with me for my stupidity and arrogance.
The gullible child within me wonders: will I know when I have reached Paradise?
The day is hot and dusty, and the bus engine moans like a dying giant, as I walk down the aisle to the center seats. I know what is about to happen. I have been here before, and yet, I am so afraid I am almost soiling myself, soaked in sweat…

#MyJihad in Afghanistan: Two Muslims fail to realize that jihad is just getting up early to take the kids to school, murder five by blowing themselves up
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"#MyJihad", above, is a wry reference to *this* bit of ludicrous Taqiyya:

"Hamas-linked CAIR applies cosmetics to the concept of jihad"

http://www.jihadwatch.org/2012/12/hamas-linked-cair-applies-cosmetics-to-the-concept-of-jihad.html

Meanwhile, of course, actual Jihad savagery continues apace, as this story shows.

More:

More misunderstanders of jihad. Yet the true understanders thereof still direct their efforts against "Islamophobes" rather than against those among their coreligionists who fail to grasp that the true meaning of jihad is just taking the kids to school.
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This would appear to be puzzling if taken in good faith—but it is *not* meant in good faith..

The grotesque "#MyJihad" campaign is whitewashing aimed at credulous Kaffirs, *not* any real attempt to reform Jihad, or to address the issue of violent Jihad at all.

Meanwhile, back in the "noble" nation of Afghanistan, the Taliban is seeking to return that benighted land to pure Islamic rule.

And, with our pulling out, how long before the natives are back to stoning women in the streets of Kabul?

Ummm...did anyone consider that maybe they dropped the kids off at school earlier that morning?? You know, dealing with traffic, parking, surly schoolmasters, etc....now THAT'S real jihad....

reading a Flashman book this morning, I came across the word "ghazi". I decided to check the meaning in the Koran, although I had a fair idea of what it meant. The Koran said,
"A Muslim fighter returning after participation in Jihad (Islamic holy fighting)."
I take it "ghazi" doesn't refer to a parent who has just argued with his kids about getting to school on time.

The more muslims' lies are exposed, the less they will be believed and trusted. Eventually no one will take anything they say seriously.

So keep lying muslims about jihad and everything else-in time you'll all just be seen as a sick joke and people will work to ban your disgusting religion.

More inner spiritual struggle gone bad...
Allah really needs to come up with a better method for achieving purity...Blowing yourself up does produce purity by fire, but it is the hard way to go about it...'Getting your kids to school on time jihad' has the same end results of purity, and you don't have to blow yourself up to get it...I have delivered my kids to school on time jihad, so many times, my own purity just oozes out of me...Pure what, no one is sure...