Cordoba House — a name that represents a peak of multi-faith tolerance, what a beautifully ironic chuckle — will be built. Once suggested, deep regard for AMERICAN PRINCIPLES! requires it. It will include a memorial room where the Faithful may come and honor the memories of the nineteen Warriors For God who struck such a blow for the ummah (will there be pictures?) and a glass-walled observation room or balcony where they can look over the site in air-conditioned comfort, and meditate, and be lectured, on the great triumph achieved there, and the necessity and inevitability of further such blows. Allahu akhbar!

It will be a pilgrimage site like the Blue Mosque on the Temple Mount, where Muslims from around the world can come and celebrate their triumph and go home, heartened by their ability to use the infidels’ own cultural and spiritual defects against them, to plan further triumphs against the Great Satan. Direct support? Probably not, at least at first, but the example will be powerfully motivating, and a careful word in the right ear and a short taxi-ride will lead to a quiet restaurant or private residence, where money and plans can be exchanged away from the prying eyes of the myrmidons who seek to frustrate the Will of God.

The victims? There will be a small area near the entrance, carefully isolated from the sanctified areas where only the devout may go, with a modest set of carefully-designed exhibits that mourn — not honor — them, provided that you ignore the subliminal message of difficulty set against spectacular result of the achievement. This room will be regularly visited by the Press, the apologists, and the appeasers, the descriptions and accounts they bring out being painstakingly assembled in such a way as to transmit the desired message: F* you. You deserved it. Lie down and take it, assholes, and expect more. The ones who, splashed with burning jet fuel, blazed across the sky like black-smoking comets in their desperation to escape, and achieved only escape velocity for the short period before ending in a charred and bloody splatter? — disappeared, forgotten, scrubbed from all memory, except where needed as object lessons for those who would seek to oppose the unstoppable Crusade.

(Oh, yes. Jihad: a struggle by the devout to defeat the infidels and compel the worship of the One True God everywhere, using any means found efficacious — the specific primary meaning of the English word “crusade”. Refusal to translate it so is the most valuable form of taqqiyah the submissive infidels pay.)

And the appeasers and apologists, victorious, will again climb their towering crags of sanctimony and self-righteousness, from which, armed with the self-satisfaction of being Arbiters of the American Way, they will issue thunderbolts of denunciation against the primitive peasants of flyover country and the ignorant bigoted Christers, who committed the mortal and utterly unforgivable sin of wishing to mourn their dead without being overlooked, and sneered at, by the triumphant murderers. I wish them joy of it.