“For years, Germany did little to stem the flow of its nationals to jihad training camps, believing its decision not to participate in the war in Iraq meant it was off the jihadist radar-screen.
Western intelligence officers who met with their German counterparts after 9/11 say they received lectures about the country’s determination not to sacrifice civil liberties in the fight against terror.
The key members of the jihad cell now thought to be plotting attacks on Germany were recruited from a Hamburg mosque were 9/11 hijacker Mohammad Atta used to pray. The mosque was closed down after the 9/11 attacks, but then allowed to reopen (until they closed it down for good waaay later-blogger’s note).
That decision was an error.”
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But now for something completly different–the latest episode in the ongoing German Street View Saga: German Google fans are now throwing eggs at the pixelated homes (the real ones) of Germans who had decided to opt out of Street View. Never a dull moment around here I tell ya.
There’s just too much here to laugh at. You don’t know where to start. Okay, it takes ten years to shut down Atta’s mosque, but only a few days before a German mob decides to zerpixeln those who chose to verpixeln.
If a German law was a tree, it would have an infinitismal amount of branches with most not enforced, even forgotten.
The Verzettelte are the Verpixelte are the Zerpixeled, but everything is under control here, unless one finds a used and lonely octogenerian pampers at the local Hauptbahnhof.
Observing Hermann 
There’s just too much here to laugh at. You don’t know where to start. Okay, it takes ten years to shut down Atta’s mosque, but only a few days before a German mob decides to zerpixeln those who chose to verpixeln.
Hey, just another day in the Herr Rogers Kiez.
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Verpixeln, zerpixeln, take your pickeln, it’s all gone quite mad here–as usual.
If a German law was a tree, it would have an infinitismal amount of branches with most not enforced, even forgotten.
The Verzettelte are the Verpixelte are the Zerpixeled, but everything is under control here, unless one finds a used and lonely octogenerian pampers at the local Hauptbahnhof.