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“These mega-mosques are making a supremacist statement. Most people assume they’re just like synagogues or churches. They don’t realize that Islam has political goals that are expressed through the mosques, and that the mosques often symbolize that Muslims are claiming a particular territory as their own. For the Muslim Brotherhood, mosques aren’t just houses of worship. They’re centers of political power, from which plans are made to increase that power in various ways.”

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FATWA: Hunted in America

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Pamela Geller
Pamela Geller

Pamela Geller is an American blogger born on June 14, 1958. She is known for her views on anti-Islamic and anti-immigration issues. more

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