Remember kiddies - the only good Muslim is a dead Muslim. After all, that’s how they feel about the rest of us.

A sickly four-month-old Mohammed Abu Mustafa had arrived at the emergency room from Gaza. “It was very easy to diagnose him as having a severe type of immunodeficiency,” Dr. Somech said in an interview. The same genetic condition had already claimed the lives of two of Mohammed’s sisters, and without a costly bone marrow transplant, it was unlikely he would survive beyond his first birthday.

But as the story unfolds, it becomes one not just of generosity and medical marvel but of the value placed on life. The stark difference in living conditions in Gaza and Israel means an operation considered automatic for an Israeli child would be beyond the reach of a Palestinian family without the urgent intervention of an anonymous benefactor (a man whose own son had recently died during his Israeli military service.) And even after the funding has been secured and the transplant performed, Mohammed’s mother, Raida, makes a statement that calls into question all the efforts to save his life.

As she and the filmmaker, Israeli TV reporter Shlomi Eldar, discuss the status of Jerusalem, Raida says she would be proud to see her son grow up to be a suicide bomber. “Even the smallest infant, younger than Mohammed, to the oldest person, we’ll all sacrifice ourselves for Jerusalem,” she says. Asked by a dumbfounded Mr. Eldar whether she would let Mohammed become a shahid, or martyr, if he recovers, she replies, “Absolutely. If it’s for the sake of Jerusalem, I would.” Life, she says, is not precious.

These are NOT human beings. These are parasites, or better yet, serpents. You may nurse the serpent to your breast, but in the end, he will still bite you and destroy you with his venom.

Goracle