David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
David Horowitz
Love death. This is the bizarre instruction the founder of an Egyptian sect called the Muslim Brotherhood imparted to his followers in the 1920s. A disciple named Mohammed Atta copied the instruction into his journal just before leading the attack on the World Trade Center three days before my biopsy. Was it a coincidence that this dark wisdom took root in Egypt, a country of monuments to the human quest for life beyond the grave? The sentence Mohammed Atta actually jotted down was this: “Prepare for jihad and be lovers of death.”
How can one love death? This is the enigma at the heart of human history, a narrative moved by war between tribes and nations. For how can men go to war unless they love death, or a cause that is worth more than life itself?