Well, we have several things going on here: first a refreshment for the myth that Muslims committed the attack on the WTC. And second that a Queens man, according to authorities and New York-1 News, was on a mission to blow up the Federal Reserve Bank, and is now being held without bail.
The operation occurred, the U.S. Justice Department says, when one Quazi Nafis, 21, parked a van packed with what he thought was a 1,000 pound bomb outside the Federal Reserve Bank on Liberty Street in Lower Manhattan. Where have I heard this story before? Could it have been with the Blind Sheik Rahman? In that case, the FBI put a mole in the group to inspire the use of a panel truck bomb. He was a former Egyptian Air Force Captain.
When the time came to actually put live explosives in the panel truck to be parked next to a central support column in the basement of World Trade Tower 1, the Egyptian Captain doubled-checked with his FBI handlers whether they still wanted to go live with the explosives, or should he give them dummy explosives. No, the FBI replied, give us the live explosives. The rest is history.
The Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Joint Terrorism Task Force says they first learned of the plot early this summer, when Nafis spoke to someone he thought was sympathetic to al-Qaeda, but was actually a planted FBI source, an identical scenario to the first 1993 World Trade Tower bombing.
Nafis was arrested after he tried to detonate the fake bomb with a cellphone from the Millennium hotel. Well, we also have the Broadway Car Bomber, Faisal Shahzad, abandoning his Nissan Pathfinder on 45th Street and Broadway. Here’s what Time Magazine wrote . . .
“If you wanted to do a lot of damage with a well-rigged car bomb, the junction of West 45th Street and Broadway in midtown Manhattan where Times Square narrows into an asphalt bottleneck would be the place to pick. If the bomb planted in a green 1993 Nissan Pathfinder SUV on the evening of May 1 had exploded, here’s what would have happened, according to retired New York police department bomb-squad detective Kevin Barry:
“The car would have turned into a ‘boiling liquid explosive.’ The propane tanks that the bomb comprised would have overheated and ignited into ‘huge blow torches’ that could have been ejected from the vehicle. The explosion, lasting only a few seconds, would have created a thermal ball wide enough to swallow up most of the intersection. A blast wave would have rocketed out in all directions at speeds of 12,000 to 14,000 ft. per sec. (3,700 to 4,300 m per sec.); hitting the surrounding buildings, the wave would have bounced off and kept going, as much as nine times faster than before. Anyone standing within 1,400 ft. (430 m)—about five city blocks—of the explosion would have been at risk of being hit by shrapnel and millions of shards of flying glass. The many who would die would not die prettily.”
A TIME reporter familiar with the ravages of car bombs in Baghdad describes how victims appeared to be naked because a fireball melted their clothing onto the surface of their skin.” Again, Faisal did not use a blasting cap to set off the explosion. Even C-4 by itself would not explode just smoke a lot as the Pathfinder did, thereby avoiding the predicted havoc.
Then there was the “Shoe bomber” Richard Reid from London, who tried to blow up his sneakers, which purportedly had liquid explosives in their soles. Unfortunately, no blasting cap was present, creating again just a lot of smoke and mirrors. And lastly, for now, we had the “Underwear Bomber,” who tried purportedly to put explosives in his jockey shorts. Once more no blasting cap, more smoke, more mirrors. The kicker is the bomber had been hustled on board a plane in Schipol airport in Amsterdam by an American-looking man, spiffily dressed and tanned, i.e. CIA, despite the fact thatAbdulmutallab had no passport or visa. He got by with a little help from his friends.
Returning to Nafi, prosecutors say an undercover FBI agent, posing as an al-Qaeda operative (so was the fink above), supplied Nafis with 20 50-pound bags of fake explosives. What a sick joke the War on Terror is. And what idiots do the NYPD and the USG assume we are as they repeat themselves with these absurd antics?
Nafis reportedly considered assassinating President Barack Obama and also looked into bombing the New York Stock Exchange. Well, Obama aside, the New York Stock Exchange wouldn’t be the worst idea. They’ve already attacked America with Weapons of Mass Financial Destruction and we’re still reeling from it. God knows how many lives have been ruined by their criminality.
Anyhow, “Quazi Nafis,” reports Police Commissioner and über-terror hunter Ray Kelly, “Goes to the New York Stock Exchange, he sees that there’s significant security there and he shifts his target to the Federal Reserve.” You mean, they let him park near the Fed? Occupy Wall Street couldn’t near it. But the hot sauce planned for Chairman Bernanke and Timothy Geithner was cold. So, there are no bombs today folks, just a lot of free NYPD publicity and free fear for the sheeple.
Patting each other on the back, the “federal prosecutors said Nafis was monitored closely by the FBI in New York by members of the Joint Terrorism Task Force, and the public was never in danger.” So if they’re so smart, why the hell couldn’t these assholes get it together on 9/11/2001 with their $70 billion intelligence capacity and NORAD, and put a single frigging fighter plane in the air to stop the attack, eh? Tell me, I’m stupid. I can’t figure that out. Or why has this crap gone on for eleven years now, you pack of bumbling overpaid idiots?
Meanwhile, appearing in federal court Wednesday night, Nafis quietly told the judge he understood the charges against him. I’ll bet he did. It’s life for you, baby. Why didn’t you stay in Bangladesh and not visit your cousin in Queens, which is what you told the frightened landlord of the apartment in which you camped with your cousin? What will your banker father say? You’ll break his heart.
Understand this for free, Nafis. Now you’re charged with attempting to use a weapon of mass destruction, and attempting to provide material support to al-Qaeda. That’s not going to earn you a trip to Disneyland but a visit to Guantanamo, our “Hotel Terror” in Cuba. You can share stories with the other “suspects,” Khalid Sheik Mohammed and friends. They’re soon (after eleven years) to take part in their upcoming kangeroo court trials. The hitch is, they will be behind a Plexiglas divider that will provide viewers silence from the sound and content of their speech synched to their actions. Moreover, all dialogue will suffer a forty-second time delay, so the authorities can edit whatever the hell they feel like is damaging about GITMO torture practices with guys just like KFM and you. Holy Christ, bleed compassion for them all.
Prosecutors have 30 days to convene a grand jury and get an indictment. Piece-o-cake! After his arrest, federal agents swept through the Jamaica, Queens, apartment where Nafis was staying.
On Wednesday, FBI agents could be seen carrying boxes of potential evidence from the second floor apartment located at 169–33 93rd Avenue. What was in “the boxes of potential information: dirty underwear, funky sneakers, a 600 page novel on the Satanic Verses of America, a copy of War and Peace?
As mentioned earlier, the building’s landlord says Nafis showed up six weeks ago as a guest of one of his tenants. “I didn’t know his name until today,” said the landlord. “I knew he was living here as a guest. I asked him how long he’d be here and he said he was looking for somewhere else to live.” Now he’s found one.
The landlord says he was told Nafis was a cousin of one of the tenants. Man, your ass is grass. Get your Koran out and start praying as hard as you can. May Allah bless you! Inshallah! And also, “In the name of the father, son, and Holy Ghost,” grant this misguided soul a stay of execution and torture, and give him the intelligence, spirit, and courage to deal with his consequences. He is just a young man from a poverty-stricken country. You have said Yourself in many tongues, “The meek shall inherit the earth.” Make it happen.
Jerry Mazza is a freelance writer and life-long resident of New York City. An EBook version of his book of poems “State Of Shock,” on 9/11 and its after effects is now available at Amazon.com and Barnesandnoble.com. He has also written hundreds of articles on politics and government as Associate Editor of Intrepid Report (formerly Online Journal). Reach him at gvmaz@verizon.net.
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Bangladeshi patsy held in Federal Reserve bomb plot
Posted on October 22, 2012 by Jerry Mazza
Well, we have several things going on here: first a refreshment for the myth that Muslims committed the attack on the WTC. And second that a Queens man, according to authorities and New York-1 News, was on a mission to blow up the Federal Reserve Bank, and is now being held without bail.
The operation occurred, the U.S. Justice Department says, when one Quazi Nafis, 21, parked a van packed with what he thought was a 1,000 pound bomb outside the Federal Reserve Bank on Liberty Street in Lower Manhattan. Where have I heard this story before? Could it have been with the Blind Sheik Rahman? In that case, the FBI put a mole in the group to inspire the use of a panel truck bomb. He was a former Egyptian Air Force Captain.
When the time came to actually put live explosives in the panel truck to be parked next to a central support column in the basement of World Trade Tower 1, the Egyptian Captain doubled-checked with his FBI handlers whether they still wanted to go live with the explosives, or should he give them dummy explosives. No, the FBI replied, give us the live explosives. The rest is history.
The Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Joint Terrorism Task Force says they first learned of the plot early this summer, when Nafis spoke to someone he thought was sympathetic to al-Qaeda, but was actually a planted FBI source, an identical scenario to the first 1993 World Trade Tower bombing.
Nafis was arrested after he tried to detonate the fake bomb with a cellphone from the Millennium hotel. Well, we also have the Broadway Car Bomber, Faisal Shahzad, abandoning his Nissan Pathfinder on 45th Street and Broadway. Here’s what Time Magazine wrote . . .
“If you wanted to do a lot of damage with a well-rigged car bomb, the junction of West 45th Street and Broadway in midtown Manhattan where Times Square narrows into an asphalt bottleneck would be the place to pick. If the bomb planted in a green 1993 Nissan Pathfinder SUV on the evening of May 1 had exploded, here’s what would have happened, according to retired New York police department bomb-squad detective Kevin Barry:
“The car would have turned into a ‘boiling liquid explosive.’ The propane tanks that the bomb comprised would have overheated and ignited into ‘huge blow torches’ that could have been ejected from the vehicle. The explosion, lasting only a few seconds, would have created a thermal ball wide enough to swallow up most of the intersection. A blast wave would have rocketed out in all directions at speeds of 12,000 to 14,000 ft. per sec. (3,700 to 4,300 m per sec.); hitting the surrounding buildings, the wave would have bounced off and kept going, as much as nine times faster than before. Anyone standing within 1,400 ft. (430 m)—about five city blocks—of the explosion would have been at risk of being hit by shrapnel and millions of shards of flying glass. The many who would die would not die prettily.”
A TIME reporter familiar with the ravages of car bombs in Baghdad describes how victims appeared to be naked because a fireball melted their clothing onto the surface of their skin.” Again, Faisal did not use a blasting cap to set off the explosion. Even C-4 by itself would not explode just smoke a lot as the Pathfinder did, thereby avoiding the predicted havoc.
Then there was the “Shoe bomber” Richard Reid from London, who tried to blow up his sneakers, which purportedly had liquid explosives in their soles. Unfortunately, no blasting cap was present, creating again just a lot of smoke and mirrors. And lastly, for now, we had the “Underwear Bomber,” who tried purportedly to put explosives in his jockey shorts. Once more no blasting cap, more smoke, more mirrors. The kicker is the bomber had been hustled on board a plane in Schipol airport in Amsterdam by an American-looking man, spiffily dressed and tanned, i.e. CIA, despite the fact that Abdulmutallab had no passport or visa. He got by with a little help from his friends.
The U.S. Attorney’s Office says the Bangladeshi national, Nafis, came to this country on a student visa and tried to recruit others to form a terror cell. He was also sent by his banker father who had “saved up all his money to send his son to America,” presumably looking for the American Dream. This is a similar scenario to a group of Muslim high school students in Jamaica Queens who had among them an infiltrator who encouraged them in 2009 to bomb subways at peak traffic hours. They never did, yet they went to jail. The fink who turned them in went free.
Returning to Nafi, prosecutors say an undercover FBI agent, posing as an al-Qaeda operative (so was the fink above), supplied Nafis with 20 50-pound bags of fake explosives. What a sick joke the War on Terror is. And what idiots do the NYPD and the USG assume we are as they repeat themselves with these absurd antics?
Nafis reportedly considered assassinating President Barack Obama and also looked into bombing the New York Stock Exchange. Well, Obama aside, the New York Stock Exchange wouldn’t be the worst idea. They’ve already attacked America with Weapons of Mass Financial Destruction and we’re still reeling from it. God knows how many lives have been ruined by their criminality.
Anyhow, “Quazi Nafis,” reports Police Commissioner and über-terror hunter Ray Kelly, “Goes to the New York Stock Exchange, he sees that there’s significant security there and he shifts his target to the Federal Reserve.” You mean, they let him park near the Fed? Occupy Wall Street couldn’t near it. But the hot sauce planned for Chairman Bernanke and Timothy Geithner was cold. So, there are no bombs today folks, just a lot of free NYPD publicity and free fear for the sheeple.
Patting each other on the back, the “federal prosecutors said Nafis was monitored closely by the FBI in New York by members of the Joint Terrorism Task Force, and the public was never in danger.” So if they’re so smart, why the hell couldn’t these assholes get it together on 9/11/2001 with their $70 billion intelligence capacity and NORAD, and put a single frigging fighter plane in the air to stop the attack, eh? Tell me, I’m stupid. I can’t figure that out. Or why has this crap gone on for eleven years now, you pack of bumbling overpaid idiots?
Meanwhile, appearing in federal court Wednesday night, Nafis quietly told the judge he understood the charges against him. I’ll bet he did. It’s life for you, baby. Why didn’t you stay in Bangladesh and not visit your cousin in Queens, which is what you told the frightened landlord of the apartment in which you camped with your cousin? What will your banker father say? You’ll break his heart.
Understand this for free, Nafis. Now you’re charged with attempting to use a weapon of mass destruction, and attempting to provide material support to al-Qaeda. That’s not going to earn you a trip to Disneyland but a visit to Guantanamo, our “Hotel Terror” in Cuba. You can share stories with the other “suspects,” Khalid Sheik Mohammed and friends. They’re soon (after eleven years) to take part in their upcoming kangeroo court trials. The hitch is, they will be behind a Plexiglas divider that will provide viewers silence from the sound and content of their speech synched to their actions. Moreover, all dialogue will suffer a forty-second time delay, so the authorities can edit whatever the hell they feel like is damaging about GITMO torture practices with guys just like KFM and you. Holy Christ, bleed compassion for them all.
Prosecutors have 30 days to convene a grand jury and get an indictment. Piece-o-cake! After his arrest, federal agents swept through the Jamaica, Queens, apartment where Nafis was staying.
On Wednesday, FBI agents could be seen carrying boxes of potential evidence from the second floor apartment located at 169–33 93rd Avenue. What was in “the boxes of potential information: dirty underwear, funky sneakers, a 600 page novel on the Satanic Verses of America, a copy of War and Peace?
As mentioned earlier, the building’s landlord says Nafis showed up six weeks ago as a guest of one of his tenants. “I didn’t know his name until today,” said the landlord. “I knew he was living here as a guest. I asked him how long he’d be here and he said he was looking for somewhere else to live.” Now he’s found one.
The landlord says he was told Nafis was a cousin of one of the tenants. Man, your ass is grass. Get your Koran out and start praying as hard as you can. May Allah bless you! Inshallah! And also, “In the name of the father, son, and Holy Ghost,” grant this misguided soul a stay of execution and torture, and give him the intelligence, spirit, and courage to deal with his consequences. He is just a young man from a poverty-stricken country. You have said Yourself in many tongues, “The meek shall inherit the earth.” Make it happen.
Jerry Mazza is a freelance writer and life-long resident of New York City. An EBook version of his book of poems “State Of Shock,” on 9/11 and its after effects is now available at Amazon.com and Barnesandnoble.com. He has also written hundreds of articles on politics and government as Associate Editor of Intrepid Report (formerly Online Journal). Reach him at gvmaz@verizon.net.