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End of Chapter #37
The Caliph lifted a phone and called Dawud. "Hello, Yes, yes! Everything is ok now. Jesse is resting but you can tell that Bedouin bastard that I will now approve his adoption of Jesse and will issue the official papers as soon as I get back home." He hung up his phone, put it down and took Jesse in his arms and kissed him deeply.
Chapter #38
"It's getting late and time that you got back to Yethro. I wish we had more time, but he will begin to wonder what happened to you. Tell him that I approve of you and his plans for your political future. However, I would love to take you under my wing as my second in command," Haroun said.
"And what about Dawud? I thought he was your second in command."
"He is my slave, but he thinks more with his emotions then his head. People like him, while useful in some ways, are expendable and therefore tend to live short lives." The Caliph grinned. "You on the other hand are not a slave in any sense of the word. You have a brain and know how to use it. I can feel the potential for leadership in you. If you accept my offer, you could have anything in the word you want. I would even send for Ronia and you could marry her right now and the two of you could live with me under my protection. As for your political future, when we destroy the United States and create a Western Caliphate, I will set you up as its supreme leader and the both of you can live, as they say, 'happily ever after'."
"I thank you for your approval, but, Eminence, even you must be able to see that that is pure fantasy! Perhaps it would be fitting as one of the stories in 'A Thousand and One Nights'. However, we live in the real world and I am sorry to inform you that neither you nor anyone else is ever going to establish an American Caliphate by force. Do not delude yourself that you can overturn the American government by force and go on living happily ever after. It just can't be done."
"How so?" asked Haroun. "I would think that this would be the perfect time to bring down the Government what with the elections coming and all the uncertainty of the times. I think it would be easy to infiltrate the process and take over."
"How many times do Yethro and I have to explain it?" Jesse wailed, his hands waving over his head. "Force will never work! The only thing it will do is to unite the opposition."
"That is a load of Camel dung. Force has always worked. We have always done it that way. Perhaps I'm not seeing everything. You will have to enlighten me again. But, you will have to make it quick as Yethro is awaiting you."
"Okay, look, even if you were to somehow defeat the uniformed military there will still be the millions and millions of armed civilians who will not give up their guns without a fight. No, the only way is through the ballot box and the American people will not vote for a man that has connections with any hardcore Islamist. Nor do I think they will vote for a man that has taken an underage bride to his bed. As much as we like to say we are modern, the truth is we are not. In this day and age they will most likely put him in jail, if not hang him. However, they will vote for the son of a popular Governor like Yethro, but they will not vote for that son if he were to suddenly move into the Caliphate and start taking directions from them."
"Yes I can see that. But, Jesse, it will not matter. Have your studies with the Imam not taught you that it's Allah's plan to not only defeat the West, but to destroy the last vestiges of this American democracy. So you see my dear friend - there will be no need for you to worry about such silly things as being elected President or elections for that matter. When we enter Washington, I will just install you as Caliph and that will put an end to this western democratic election crap and that constitution. It will all be replaced by Sharia Law."
"The only way you will enter Washington is if I, as the elected President, were to invite you. Otherwise you would have hundreds of millions of armed people behind every tree looking to kill you. Why start a revolution that you cannot possibly win? And why start it if you do not have to?"
Haroun laughed, "Revolt or not, the blood will run and there will be so many dead people covering the streets that it will be difficult to..."
"And most of the dead will be your people. And as long as one man or woman is alive it will never end."
"I really doubt that. You Americans will become our slaves like everyone else. But, perhaps you are right. I remember how we all thought Yethro was an idiot. We never expected Yethro to become a respected judge, let alone Governor of a very important state by legal means-yet there he is. Not only that but he is respected to the point of being almost an idol or super star. It is hard to argue with success. Not only has he done that but, to top it off, he has provided us with thousands of bloodthirsty killers looking for ravage and plunder from that rotten Christian world that sent them to jail. Each and every one of them is just waiting for a chance to even the score. You had the pleasure of meeting Dawud, one of my slaves. I know that neither Yethro nor you recognized him. He was in one of those State Prisons sentenced to be executed for multiple bloody murders. He was one of your most celebrated serial killers with at least twelve killings if not more. He now belongs to me and is a willing Jihadist. And there are at least a thousand more of them just waiting to dip their hands into the blood of the infidels to say nothing of what they would do to their women. You were perhaps too young to remember the Soviet occupation of Berlin and what happened to the German women when the Russians let their soldiers loose after victory."
"Just another point to prove my argument. Yes, the Soviets did win the war and there was a lot of blood in the streets as well as the bedrooms. But the Russians were never able to maintain their control over the people. Yes, it took many years, but in the end the Soviets ran with their tails between their legs and their whole system came crashing down on their heads. Just one more thing I want you to consider... You were just bragging about the vicious nature of Dawud and his fellow prisoners. Well think about trying to control 300 million of them!" Jesse again cautioned him. "You will never be able to do it. Americans might be able to accept the Caliphate if they were to vote it into office, but you will never force it on them."
"Perhaps you are right! Who knows, it might be nice to take over without all that bloodshed. For now, we will play it your way. What have we to loose? - just time. The end will be the same! Our men will not be cheated out of the victory or revenge they crave. I would not remain the Caliph if I were to withhold their just rewards from them. You will either be with us or against us. I need not tell you that we will not show any mercy to those who do not accepting our rule. Men. Women, and children will become our slaves. However, I will go along with you and give you the time you need to come to the conclusion that I am right and you are wrong. For now, I want you to try to prove me wrong! I want you to find out for yourself that my way is the only way. I will let Rashid, your father, and you have some time to prove me wrong. I look forward to both your conversion and your political future. If there is anything you need that I can provide for you, do not hesitate to ask me. I will establish a direct secure line for you to call me. For now, Rashid will be our point of contact. I will order him to give you access to me anytime you ask for it. I will miss you and will look forward to seeing you again soon. We will meet again." He took him in his arms again and kissed him goodbye.
Jesse joined Yethro in their small boat, and the two of them waved goodbye to the Caliph as his ship pulled away. Standing at the railing waiting for the small boat to be out of earshot, Dawud said to the Caliph, "You seem to be taken with him, Master."
"Yes I am Dawud. He may fit into our plans very nicely."
"Just remember that when I agreed to become your second in command, you promised I could have first pick of reparations and I think that this Jesse would fit the bill."
"Well you can have Yethro and his cousin Dan but Jesse is mine. Only after I am through with him will I consider letting you lay a hand on him. Is that understood?"
