I just finished my lunch in an Italian restaurant 5 years ago when the message got to me through my cellular phone. First I thought that it might be a bad joke, but than I realized that it was the truth. I was running back home and switched on the TV where I saw the twin tower’s, and what has happened to them. I was speechless and didn’t know if I should cry or get drunk. And I was thinking about all the poor people and their families who died there, just because some motherfucking bastards wanted it. I also asked myself why did it happen? Who can be so crazy, to do such a thing? It didn’t take to long, and we all know who and why.

Jesus said, that we should forgive our enemies. Well, I can’t do that. And I’m not willing to do so, too. The Arab states can be happy, that I didn’t had control about the so called "Red Bottom" when we found out, otherwise a few of them wouldn’t exist anymore, because I would have nuked them(and not only Afghanistan).  And the 90% good people which are living there, I would have taken as collateral damage.

I know, that it would not have been the right decision, and that it’s totally inhuman, but I was full with hate and anger. But about one thing I’m still thinking the same: Kill the terrorists where ever you get ‘em, and if you get the chance, do it very slowly, so that they can feel at least a little bit of the pain which the killed ones and their families had. It’s inhuman, I know, but they are not human beings, even animals are more human.