Muammar Gaddafi,13.04.2011
For 40 years, or was it longer, I
can’t remember, I did all I could to give people houses, hospitals,
schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food, I even made
Benghazi into farmland from the desert, I stood up to attacks from that
cowboy Reagan, when he killed my adopted orphaned daughter, he was
trying to kill me, instead he killed that poor innocent child, then I helped my brothers and
sisters from
Africa with money for the African Union, did all I could to help people
understand the concept of real democracy, where people’s committees ran
our country, but that was never enough, as some told me, even people
who had 10 room homes, new suits and furniture, were never satisfied, as
selfish as they were they wanted more, and they told Americans and
other visitors, they needed “democracy,” and “freedom,” never realizing
it was a cut throat system, where the biggest dog eats the rest, but
they were enchanted with those words, never
realizing
that in America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free
housing, no free education and no free food,except when people had to
beg or go to long lines to get soup, no, no matter what I did, it was
never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal
Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we’ve had since
Salah’ a’ Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I
claimed Libya, for my people, it was his footsteps I tried to
follow, to
keep my people free from colonial domination—from thieves who would
steal from us— now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military
history, my little African son, Obama wants to kill me, to take away the
freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our free
medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with
American style thievery, called “capitalism,” but all of us in the
Third World
know what that means, it means corporations run the countries, run the
world, and the people suffer, so, there is no alternative for me, I must
make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following his path,
the path that has made our country rich with farmland, with food and
health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and
sisters to work here with us, in the Libyan
Jammohouriyah,
I do not wish to die, but if it comes to that, to save this land, my
people, all the thousands who are all my children, then so be it. let
this testament be my voice to the world, that I stood up to crusader
attacks of NATO, stood up to cruelty, stood up to betrayal, stood up the
West and its colonialist ambitions, and that I stood with my African
brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light, when
others were building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent, I
never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury
foolishly,
and like Salah’a’deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued Jerusalem
for Islam, I took little for myself… in the West, some have called me
“mad,” “crazy,” but they know the truth but continue to lie, they know
that our land is independent and free, not in the colonial grip, that my
vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for my people and that I
will fight to my last breath to keep us free, may Allah almighty help us
to remain faithful and free".
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