So asks Lumpy, Grumpy and Frumpy over the sordid tale of Humam Khalil Abu-Mulal al-Balawi, who was the Jordanian doctor who blew himself up inside a CIA 'secret base', killing eight CIA employees in Afghanistan. The event was so dramatic and important that Leon Pannetta -- the CIA Director -- couldn't be bothered to cut his vacation short (then again, an airliner almost being blown up in mid-air didn't cause his boss to cut his short, either, so what do you expect?).
LGF, as an agnostic (i.e. recovering Roman Catholic) let me just say this: the actions of that man have nothing to do with God. She would never condone that sort of thing. Maybe I can explain it;
See, he's just yet another lunatic ejected by a sick culture that is unable to come to terms with progress, and incapable of making the great mental leap into the 21st Century. Mostly because his 7th Century mindset better suits his other psychological problems: he's hung up about sex to the point where he fears women enough to wrap them in burlap and keep them in slavery; he believes in the powers of witchcraft; he's a narcissistic little shit convinced of his own superiority despite the complete lack of evidence for such, and despite the fact that he eats and wipes his ass with the same hand; he is possessed of the poorest hygiene and smells awfully of urine and the Nasty Spices-from-the-far-end-of-the-rack that you never use in your kitchen; He's just stupid and desperate enough to believe the words of a dead child molester are a valid basis of a system of morality, government and religion.
He's typically a petty, goat-herding little tyrant, powerless in real life, afraid of everything, elevating paranoia to an art form. He's incapable of telling and accepting the truth, at all, and especially not truths that might cause him to reconsider himself, his culture and his way of life. He's an angry little worm seeking revenge upon the entire world for the severe beatings and non-stop mind-and-ass rape he suffered at madrassah at the hands of his teachers, uncles, cousins and perhaps even his father. He's continually lashing out at a world in which his only pleasures are the guilty ones he surreptitiously enjoys with hump-backed, quadrupedal mammals...and we just don't mean his Momma. Although if he could fuck her, he probably would...but then there's probably a verse in the Koran that says "Thou shalt kill they mother with a heavy stone after she blows thee, but thou must snuff her before thou fillest her with thy man-milk..." or something like that. Besides, fuck a goat, fuck your mother, what difference does it make? Eventually some Ayatollah will make up some new rules out of thin air, to alleviate the guilt and shame, and also advise you on how and under what conditions you may eat your latest sexual conquest.
Naturally, such a demented and thoroughly disgusting person can only find release in the murder of innocents -- because as the Obama Administration's crack terrorist psychological profilers are fond of telling us -- "A murder is simply an extroverted suicide..." which entitles the greasy little bastard to an expensive trial at government expense and eventual parole back to his sandy little shithole of origin. where he will begin the process anew by ass-fucking and beating the next generation of little boys. Thus, the Circle of Life is affirmed...at least for him...And the next generation of would-be underwear bombers is created.
No, LGF, that has nothing to do with God at all. And as for the wife, there's something left unsaid here. When she says:
'I am proud of my husband. My husband accomplished a very big operation in such a war,' she told reporters. 'If he is a martyr, may God accept his martyrdom.'"
She really means:
"I'm awfully glad the filthy little cocksucker is finally gone -- and thankfully before he could behead me. It was only a matter of time before he beheaded me. That's like foreplay to some of these guys. In the meantime, I'm going to bask in the attention, and accrue the bennies, afforded the wife of a "martyr" -- small though they may be, and perhaps I can make enough scratch off this moron's death to eventually get a plane ticket to a civilized place with indoor plumbing. Like Detroit or Toronto. Yeah, Detroit and Toronto are definitely a step up from sand-flea Heaven..."
I hope this answers your question...