Today is the fifteenth anniversary of worst attack so far on London by Islamic terrorists. On that day, four followers of Islam detonated their suicide bombs at three locations on the London Underground system’s Circle Line and on a route 30 bus in Tavistock Square. This Islamic attack on my country killed fifty two people and was an attack that caused some of the greatest number of deaths in any singular attack on Britain by the followers of the death cult that is Islam.

I remember this day in stark detail as I was working for a government department near Whitehall at the time. I recall clearly how, the mood of my work colleagues changed as it was revealed that the problems on the Underground were not due to a fire in a major electrical substation, as per the initial reports, but were due to terrorism. There was buzz of chatter from people moaning about the massive electrical fault that was at first what many believed had caused problems for the Underground. These moans were similar to those that there often were when London’s public transport failed in some way. But this buzz quietened down like a wave of contemplative silence as one person after another logged on to their PC’s checked the news feeds and their email and realised that this wasn’t an electrical fault this was enemy action.

The rest of the day in the office was so different from other days in that office that it will stick with me for the rest of my life. We did not get much work done that day, people were instead constantly searching for information online that would tell them more detail about what had happened and whether their friends and family were safe. Managers rushed round in an uncharacteristic way, making attempts to get solid information from their sources. High ups huddled in meetings in corridors where they discussed matters such as ‘evacuation’. Nobody could get mobile phone signals as the system had, I found out later, reached total capacity.

That day in the office was surreal. There was a sharp drop in landline business telephone calls from outside entities, only the bare minimum of actual work got done and everyone in the office had an expression of fear and horror on their faces. I recall that as the media reports came in and more solid information was established about the attack and the effects of it, we all became more and more worried and indeed angry at what had been done.

We were eventually told about mid afternoon that the office was going to close early and we were to make our way home as best we could. One manager told us that the police had laid on evacuation boats for those working in Westminster, and it was on one of these boats that I was evacuated. After having to pass through a severe security check on Westminster Pier I boarded the boat. The boat eventually put me off somewhere in East London where I bus-hopped my way home from there.

Although I was not injured in any way either physically or mentally by 7/7, unlike far too many others, it is a day that I feel the need to mark every time the anniversary comes around. It was the worst attack on British soil by the followers of the savage ideology of Islam. These Muslims murdered both natural born and naturalised Britons, visitors to Britain, the white the black and the gay and the straight. All that seemed to matter to these Islamic savages was that they were killing non Muslims. We should remember and grieve for the innocent lives that were taken that day it is both right and proper that we do so. But we should also remember and never forget, the name of the ideology that propelled these Muslims to commit mass murder. Fifty two people died because of Islam, that is a fact that should be seared into our minds and spoken by our mouths to those that have ears to hear.

I know I tell a similar story every year when 7/7 comes around, but this is because for me this date is a watershed one and not just for the large numbers of dead or the horrifying nature of the attack itself or even because I witnessed a large number of people walking round with expressions of fear and shock on their faces. It is a watershed for me because it is the day that I ceased to be naïve about Islam. These savages had by their disgraceful and wanton violence opened my eyes to just how hateful Islam and its followers could be, which led me to examine Islam more closely and I was appalled by what I saw. I first started to be disgusted by Islam on the close of the day of the 7^th July 2005 and I’ve been growing increasingly disgusted ever since.

I was and still am disgusted by Islam’s backwardness. I’m disgusted by the slovenly way Muslims run the countries where Islam holds social and political sway, the lack of respect for women along with the violence and the hatred that accompanies Islam wherever it goes. In addition, the more I learned about Islam, the more I learned to pity those trapped within Islam. I started to see that Islam was a spiritual and mental prison for those who wanted to ask critical questions about Islam but could not due to the threat of violence from Orthodox Muslims. This is a situation that exists rarely in other groups but happens an awful lot in Islam. A Haradi Jew who leaves their sect either for a less strict version of Judaism or for atheism will not be murdered by their former co-religionists. They might be ostracised by former friends and by their family but they will be alive. The same can be said for some of the more robust Christian sects where leaving will not mean death. Unfortunately for those who question or who leave Islam too often the fate is indeed death.

After 7/7 I could never take a benign view of Islam, although I can still make a distinction between Islam the ideology and those individuals who may be trapped into Islam via brainwashing. I believe that there may be many others who may well feel the same as I do because of 7/7. The mask slipped off of Islam after 7/7, the fact that three of savages who carried out this mass murder were born in Britain and one was a convert to Islam, opened up some people’s eyes to the religious as well as the political motivations for Islamic atrocities. After 7/7 I and many others started to see Islam for what it is and not as others have told us it is. After 7/7, many of us saw the description of Islam as a ‘religion of peace’ to be little more than a monstrous lie.

Please remember those who were murdered by these Muslim savages on the 7^th July 2005. You can find their names via the link below. Please also pray to whatever deity you follow, if you wish to, for their souls. The victims of this and other Islamic atrocities do not deserve to be forgotten and neither should we forget just why these innocent people died so horrifically or forget that they died because of the hate-filled ideology of Islam.

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