Caloroso encontro entre os terroristas muçulmanos na Síria e uma criança de famílias cristãs arménias

... com todo o carinho dos genocidas de Ankara.

Raymond Ibrahim traça a "ficha técnica" e uma descrição detalhada (de Dostoievski no livros Os irmãos Karamazov)  de como a religião da paz e compaixão trata todos os outros.

These Turks took a pleasure in torturing children, too; cutting the unborn child from the mother’s womb, and tossing babies up in the air and catching them on the points of their bayonets before their mothers’ eyes. Doing it before the mothers’ eyes was what gave zest to the amusement. Here is another scene that I thought very interesting. Imagine a trembling mother with her baby in her arms, a circle of invading Turks around her. They’ve planned a diversion: they pet the baby, laugh to make it laugh. They succeed, the baby laughs. At that moment a Turk points a pistol four inches from the baby’s face. The baby laughs with glee, holds out its little hands to the pistol, and he pulls the trigger in the baby’s face and blows out its brains. Artistic, wasn’t it? By the way, Turks are particularly fond of sweet things, they say.