the gathering storm
Coffee with Marisa in the Ilac Centre.
No sign of my smoke alarm ringing Chinese toilet attendant who apparently drives a van that proclaims he works for something called the Yudong Refrigeration Company.
"I don't believe you," Marisa cried. "You can't say Muslims are a threat to humanity. You can't judge all Muslims. You can't say there's a Jihad against the world. What you're saying is racist. I don't believe Muslims are at war with every nation on earth. I don't believe Muslims hate all non Muslims. I don't believe Muslims want to impose Sharia law on the rest of us."
"That won't save you," I told her gently.
No sign of my smoke alarm ringing Chinese toilet attendant who apparently drives a van that proclaims he works for something called the Yudong Refrigeration Company.
"I don't believe you," Marisa cried. "You can't say Muslims are a threat to humanity. You can't judge all Muslims. You can't say there's a Jihad against the world. What you're saying is racist. I don't believe Muslims are at war with every nation on earth. I don't believe Muslims hate all non Muslims. I don't believe Muslims want to impose Sharia law on the rest of us."
"That won't save you," I told her gently.
posted by heelers | 4:25 PM
2 Comments:
Heelers.
You ripping off my TV series about exorcisms?
Lewis Collins
I sure am.
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