You remember, this guy:

Well, Katya Sedgwick posted an excellent follow-up.

Democrats immediately threatened to censure the lawmaker citing Islamophobia. The combative MAGA Zionist might have been serious, but he did a variation on the old “the more I learn about people, the more I love my dog” joke—or was it a joke? Kiswani, on the other hand, claimed that she was joking in her original post about the canines, but was she?

Islamic cultures view dogs as unclean, and bar them from entering homes. Stray dogs are treated terribly. For instance, in 2022, the majority Arab city of Hebron in Judea offered 20 Israeli shekels for every slaughtered stray dog. Moreover, ahead of the 2030 World Cup, it was recently announced that the host nation of Morocco is planning on culling three million unsheltered pooches. An ordinary American naturally shudders just thinking about such a travesty.

There is something about this trusty animal that fills our hearts with emotion. It’s like a child, but even more so—a child who is simultaneously very useful and utterly dependent. But it will never grow up to fulfill the natural lifecycle by taking care of aging parents. In any event, a failure to defend such a vulnerable soul is felt deeply and personally.

To an American, the choice between dogs and Muslims—or Jews for that matter—is an easy one. We lived without Islam within our borders for nearly a quarter millennium. To live without dogs, on the other hand, would require a major adjustment for many American households—and an utter nightmare for the lonely and the widowed. It would require a massive rethinking of the family formation and our current standard living arrangements.

Socialist politicians argue that Americans should care for their neighbors regardless of their ethnicity, religion, immigration status, or criminal history. There is an argument to be made about that, yet the most intimate bonds are not between neighbors, but between members of a household, and those include the very first specie to be domesticated—dogs.

PREACH it, sister. Me, I’ll just content myself with a quick recap of what I already said on the topic: jihadi goat-humpers contribute nothing whatsoever of value to our country. We dont NEED them here, we don’t WANT them here, there is no place for them here, let alone in the kind of insane numbers baglapping D卐M☭CRAT scum have been forcing on us the last cpl-three decades.

Their irrational hatred for Man’s Best Friend aside, revanchist Moslems do not ennoble us, enlighten us, elevate us, or even so much as amuse us. What they DO do is curse our names for being hellbound infidels; gang rape our wives, sisters, and daughters to death; skin our beloved cats, dogs, ferrets, guinea pigs, et al, slap ‘em on the backyard Weber, and plate em up and eat em when they’re cooked through.

At some point, you can be sure that these cretinous yayhoos will visit your church, slash the pastor’s throat, bugger every male member of the Youth Choir under the age of 13 right there on the altar, make a bonfire with all the Bibles, copies of the church’s Weekly Bulletin, and hymnals, closing out the festivities by torching the building after the congregation has been securely locked inside. Once our Moslem Partners In Peace are done with the work of Allah and are starting to get restless and/or out of sorts again, they’ll blow us up, shoot our schoolkids, and drive Ryder trucks up onto crowded sidewalks and crush Grampa under its oversize wheels.

These yodelling, dress-wearing savages simply do not fit in here—never have done, never will do. They’ll patiently explain, to anyone with ears to hear, that they have no interest whatever in assimilating, in making adjustments to their own attitudes, beliefs, and behaviors so they might become better citizens in our country. Quite the contrary, actually: the plan is to convert us to the Religion Of Pieces—or failing that, subjugate and oppress us heathen dogs till we understand our proper place/. And if THAT doesn’t persuade us, maybe they’ll just say to heck with the whole hassle and put us all to the sword. Their primitive, tribal culture is not merely different from our own, it’s antithetical to it—actively, unalterably hostile to it.

Cliff’s Notes version: they hate us, our country, our way of life, and absolutely everything we stand for with a passion that burns with the heat of a thousand suns. This, they consider to be our fault and our problem, not theirs. You could try to work out this fundamental disagreement by “dialoguing” if you like, assuming you don’t mind wasting your time, breath, and energy. See, trouble with that approach is, they aren’t listening, having no interest whatsoever in any ideas they didn’t come up with.

Fine, can’t honestly say I really give a fiddler’s fuck anyhow. For all me, you Muzzie asswarts can go huddle together in some nightmarish Middle Eastern or sub-Saharan hellscape, sweltering in the stupefying desert heat, where you rightfully belong. Pick yourselves a good spot to pitch the tent, stake the family camel beside it, build a nice fire to sear the rancid meat of whatever pestiferous rodent you and your seventeen cousins captured yesterday, and y’all smelly sand niggers go have yourselves a real nice life, aiight? Just leave us dog-loving Unbelievers the fucking fuck alone. Next time you fleabitten somewhat-sentients get to thinking it might be a swell idea to start messing with us again, I strongly suggest that y’all inquire of the Iranian Mad Mullahs as to how well that worked out for them.

If you can find one who hasn’t as yet had a Tomahawk or Blue Sparrow slammed so far up his ass he can taste metal, trinitrotoluene, and solid-fuel rocket propellant on his tonsils, that is.