“Gaddafi was murdered like a rabid dog by lowbrow thugs in the employ of the english, so england could steal the oil”
“isis is blatantly anglo-instigated, if Gaddafi hadn’t been murdered by the english so they could stop his financing ot north African countries & instigation of the gold dinar, i’d say the english would still have tried to steal Syria anyway”
“again, STILL, no one thinks to mention that english scum were there in Libya WAAAAAY before NATO or ANY International authorization, arming THEIR monarchist elitist patriarchaic scum corgis & bombing Libya with hellfire missiles, AND are doing EXACTLY the same in Syria since WAAAAY before ANY authorization, ie, as usual the racist elitist english maggots are the CAUSE, they are the DISEASE, they are nothing except murderous looters, that’s all they have EVER been, it’s all they ARE, & it’s all they ever WILL be, a cancer on the Planet that should be isolated & exterminated for the good of ALL Humans”
“not mere speculation, ie, even australian news (cupla days after the “protesters” somehow acquired guns from military munitions dump WAAAAY before NATO joined in, which i immediately mentioned wasn’t student activity because it reeked of english black ops) reported that a platoon of english sas had been arrested in Libya for being illegally in Libya on false passports”
GADDAFI’S LAST SPEECH
In the name of Allah, the …beneficent, the merciful….
For 40 years, or was it longer, I can’t remember, I did all I could to give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food. I even made Benghazi into farmland from the desert, I stood up to attacks from that cowboy Ronald Reagan, when he killed my adopted orphaned daughter, he was trying to kill me, instead he killed that poor innocent child. Then I helped my brothers and sisters from Africa with money for the African Union.
I did all I could to help people Understand the concept of real democracy, where people’s committees ran our country. But that was never enough, as some told me, even people who had 10 room homes, new suits and furniture, were never satisfied, as selfish as they were they wanted more. They told Americans and other visitors, that they needed “democracy” and “freedom” never realizing it was a cut throat system, where the biggest dog eats the rest, but they were enchanted with those words, never realizing that in America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing, no free education and no free food, except when people had to beg or go to long lines to get soup.
No, no matter what I did, it was never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we’ve had since Salah-al-Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I claimed Libya, for my people, it was his footsteps I tried to follow, to keep my people free from colonial domination – from thieves who would steal from us.
Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military history, my little African son, Obama wants to kill me, to take away the freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with American style thievery, called “capitalism” ,but all of us in the Third World know what that means, it means corporations run the countries, run the world, and the people suffer.
So, there is no alternative for me, I must make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following His path, the path that has made our country rich with farmland, with food and health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters.
I do not wish to die, but if it comes to that, to save this land, my people, all the thousands who are all my children, then so be it.
Let this testament be my voice to the world, that I stood up to crusader attacks of NATO, stood up to cruelty, stoop up to betrayal, stood up to the West and its colonialist ambitions, and that I stood with my African brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light.
When others were building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent. I never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury foolishly, and like Salah-al-Deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued Jerusalem for Islam, I took little for myself….
In the West, some have called me “mad”, “crazy”, but they know the truth yet continue to lie, they know that our land is independent and free, not in the colonial grip, that my vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for my people and that I will fight to my last breath to keep us free, may Allah almighty help us to remain faithful and free.
May Allah 4give and grant you with Jannatul firdaus. Ameeen.