Major Muslim Leader Makes This Message To All Christians: “If you refuse to convert to Islam, then the only thing between you and us is the sword.”
Theodore Shoebat
A major Muslim leader in Trinidad, Abu Sa’d at-Trinidadi, made this message to all Christians: “If you refuse [to convert to Islam], then the only thing between you and us is the sword.” Here is the full statement from at-Trinidadi:
To the Christians I say, you know that you have strayed far away from the true teachings of Abraham, Moses, and Jesus . Your book was corrupted long ago by your leaders. I call on you to remember the first two commandments, for they are what led me to Islam and to the true teachings of all the prophets. Submit to the one who created you and do not differentiate between the prophets, for they all came with the same message. Follow the final messenger, Muhammad g, for in doing so you will be following all of the prophets . If you refuse, then we offer you the option to pay jizyah and live under the authority of Islam in humiliation. If you refuse, then the only thing between you and us is the sword.
Here is the full report:
Trinidadian Abu Sa’d at Trinidadi is among Isis spokesmen from several countries who have urged sympathisers, including among T&T Muslims, to launch home turf attacks against Christians.
at-Trinidadi ’s story is featured in the July edition of Dabiq, Isis’ online magazine being published since 2014. It is aimed at recruitment, unitarianism, truth-seeking, migration and holy war among matters.There is going to be a world war between Christendom and Islamdom.
The July edition, issued last weekend and obtained by T&T Guardian last Sunday, is based on the theme “Break the Cross.” It features Christian converts, including at-Trinidadi , from the US, Canada, Finland and Jamaica who have called for supporters to destroy “Christian disbelievers.” Following last week’s issue of the magazine, news broke of nine suspected T&T nationals detained in Turkey en route to join Isis.
National Security Minister Edmund Dillon said yesterday Government was probing both that issue as well as the Dabiq report. Dillon spoke to the T&T Guardian after a meeting with law enforcement heads as well as international officials. Intelligence agencies are tracking the descriptions in the article against information on those individuals known to have gone to Syria over 2011-2016.
The Dabiq article has now been featured widely on French, German, European and UK agencies, US sites and global anti-terrorism watch groups and western media. The Isis warning follows recent terrorist attacks in Europe, including the killing of a French priest last week by two teenage Isis sympathisers. In the Dabiq article, T&T foreign fighter (FTF) At-Trinidadi claimed to be a former Christian convert to Islam who was “…now one of a large number of mujahidin from T&T” with Isis.
The article features pictures of other T&T nationals with Isis, including former Cunupia resident Shane Crawford, one of the T&T nationals who has been positively identified as joining Isis and South Trinidad Islamic scholar Ashmead Choate, whom at-Trinidadi credits with furthering his path to jihad. Claiming to be a sniper, at-Trinidadi said he was involved in crime before leaving T&T and was accused of being among those plotting to kill former prime minister Kamla Persad-Bissessar.
He claimed he and two T&T colleagues —Abu ‘Abdillah and Abu ‘Isa—were the first three Muslims to join Isis. He said the other two have since been killed. He claimed about 60 per cent “of the mujahidin from Trinidad” come from Muslim families with the remaining 40 per cent being converts. In the article, at-Trinidadi sent a message to “the Muslims of Trinidad.” He said the first part of his message was “to those who claim Islam and yet blindly follow the muftis and imams….” He asked them to return to the “true” religion. He called on others to “perform hijrah to the land of Islam… You wanted your children to live in a land where Allah’s law is the highest, yet you now remain in a place where you have no honour…”
He added: “I also say to you my brothers, you now have a golden opportunity to do something that many of us here wish we could do right now. You have the ability to terrify the disbelievers in their own homes and make their streets run with their blood… They are bombing your brothers and sisters day and night in the land where Allah’s law is supreme. “It is an obligation upon you to act and force them to think thrice before bombing the Muslims. Therefore, terrorise the disbelievers and make them feel fear everywhere, even in their own bedrooms. Due to their mere disbelief, their blood by default is lawful to spill.”
The message emphasised the Isis leadership’s insistence “not to differentiate between disbelieving soldiers and their so-called “civilians.” At-Trinidadi continued: “Attack the interests of the Crusader coalition near you, including their embassies, businesses and civilians. Burn down their government institutions just as they try to bomb our buildings where Allah’s law is upheld. “Follow the example of the lions in France and Belgium, the example of the blessed couple in California and the examples of the knights in Orlando and Nice…
“… If, however, you abandon your brothers while continuing to live in the shade of an enemy at war with Islam, within a petty distance from many Crusader interests, then do not be shocked if Allah strips you of the speck of faith remaining in your dying hearts, as a punishment for your sin and insincerity.” At-Trinidadi sent a message to Christians to follow Muhammad. “If you refuse, then the only thing between you and us is the sword.”
To help restore the zeal and spirit of Christendom, I wrote a very in depth book, entitled Christianity is At War: The Manifesto For Christian Militancy. This book will be the most detailed and exhaustive study on Christian militancy. To give you an example of the book, here is excerpt from it, a section on how the French fought the Turks during the First Crusade:
THE CHRISTIANS FIGHT WITH ALL THEIR HEART
The Christian fighters rode on swift
horses toward Anatolia; the silence of the day brought comfort to the
minds of the meditative warriors. Those who accompanied Bohemond turned
and saw with startled eyes an army of three hundred thousand warriors,
bearing the crescent as their banner, crying forth to the skies a savage
shriek in a language unknown to the Christians of France, bringing
forth to the eye an awe-inspiring sight. Not only were these Muslims,
but Publicani or Cathar heretics who, because of their equal hatred for
the Cross, joined the Muslims in their aspiration to uproot the Holy
Faith.
The men looked upon a force and the
thoughts of an unsettled soul rushed throughout their minds, and a
number of them were not sure on whether to fight or to fly before the
Asiatic horde. Bohemond commanded the mounted troops to pitch camp
alongside a certain river. Before their tents were erected, one hundred
and fifty Turkic warriors treading the earth upon swiftly rode to the
men, bent their bows and shot poisoned arrows.
The Christians rushed to these barbarians
without trembling, and with arms faster than the hooves of the enemy’s
horses slew every one of them. They continued on and met the Turkish
army, eye faced eye, and spirit faced spirit. So great were the numbers
of the Turks that they could not flee from the fierce army of God. One
moved his massive sword in one direction, and cut a Turk asunder,
another did the same and his blade ripped through the human wall of
Muslims. They tried to use their arrows, but the distance was so close
to the Christians that the very thought remained useless. The men struck
hard their lances upon the Turks, and so numerous were there blows that
these lofty weapons broke upon the bodies of their enemies.
And how many was the sight of men without
limbs, and bodies lying on the floor without heads; the beholders of
such carnage looked with the temperament of a warrior, neither knowing
if the dead man in their presence had family, or who his parents were,
or for how much time their mother and father raised them up.
THE TURKS ATTACK THE CHRISTIAN CAMP
Another army of Turks saw from across the
river the bloodshed taking place, and they rode with their horses
across the river, not to partake in the intense display of valor and
arms, but to rush inside the Christian camp. A mother cleaved her
infant, and she saw with sheer terror the Turks ride on their robust
horses.
Her grip grew tighter as maternal love
heightened and the presence of pure evil lingered about. They wrested
ahold of the little one, hacked his infant body to pieces, took the
mother and spilt her blood. They went about the village like the ancient
pagans of antiquity, esteeming themselves as holy but exemplifying
nothing but the actions of a heathen. They took each of the mothers,
slew them; upon their infants they indulged in their cruelty, and
neither were the others of the camp exempted from this violence. The
cries of the slaughtered arose to heaven; they pierced the sharpest
winds, the highest shrieks of the Turks, the manliest war cries of the
Christians. They pulled Bohemond’s ears and went through his soul like
daggers stabbing the bark of the hoariest redwood tree. He turned as the
swords of heretics and saints clashed, gave orders to the Count of
Normandy to lead the fray, and sprinted with all his might toward the
camp.
The Turks, still engaging in their wanton
madness and drunk off the blood of the saints, turned a quick eye, saw
this lion of Christendom with numerous of his men, and fled. The
Christians ceased to run, stopped and beheld the gore, the wailings of
the wounded, the mournings of the living for the dead, before their
sights. Tears rushed down the widened eyes of Bohemond, and he lamented
to God, and implored Him to be a refuge for those alive and those
deceased.
THE BISHOP STRIKES AND THE SONG OF MOSES IS SUNG BY THE CHRISTIANS
Bohemond returned and the battle still
raged on. The tendons of the Christians burned with unendurable
exertion, as the Turks unceasingly rushed on with energy and fresh
spirits. Under that cruel summer heat, they fought; though fatigued they
hammered their swords upon the breastplates of the enemy, and with each
blow did their minds wonder as to whether or not they should fight and
die, or flee and live.
Christian women, who came to accompany
their husbands in the crusade, and fill that dismal void of loneliness,
brought water from the nearby river to refresh their bodies and cool
their ligaments. But not even this could settle their spirits, and some
of them began to retreat. But lo, the Count of Normandy, with
awe-inspiring valor, turned his horse around, lifted heavenward his
standard, and cried out with inspiring fury, “God wills it! God wills
it!” The fleeing men turned around and beheld their commander with
Bohemond.
The cry of Christian war restored their
spirits, brought high their hopes and brought low their worries of
death, and with regained courage they made their decision to fight and
die rather than flee. The Turks attacked with such great fury, with one
pushing the other in front of him. No empty space was there, just men,
one with crescent scimitar, the other with cross-shaped sword. As the
intense slaughter went on, arrows descended and ripped through torsos
and heads. No one stood idle, not one was free from action.
The men collided, bodies were ripped
open, limbs were severed, cries to Allah rang the ears, cries to God
emanated throughout the air and ignited their hopes; the priests and the
clergy with hands raise to heaven intently prayed for victory; women
wailed for the fallen and dragged the dead to the camps.
Above their
heads was a dark cloud of merciless arrows, and as these descended and
cut life from the earth, there was seen from a distance two knights,
Duke Godfrey and Hugh, and with them was forty thousand troops. When
death was the plan of many a knight, and eternity the hope of them all,
there came this force to the rescue; for many were they in that battle,
whose times for perishing did not yet come.
Like descending eagles they rushed down
upon the Turks to cries and wild shrills of the womenfolk who watched
nearby. They drove into the thick of opposition burning with rage and
anger.
No man there could fully describe the
sounds of clashing arms, of splintering lances; the dying gave a great
cry, but the victorious–how joyful was their rejoicing, how exhilarating
their praises which reached the topmost summits.
The living pounded the earth as the dead
watered the grass with blood and tears. The enemy looked upwards, their
chests heavy with the pains of the defeated, and saw to their despair
more Christians rushing forth from a distant mountain. The crusaders
looked up, their hearts relieved by the hope of victory, and cried the
sounds of bliss as they saw the newly arrived force of Christians led by
the Bishop of Le Puy and Count Raymond. So terrified were the Turks
that they thought their enemies were coming down from heaven. The earth
was crimson with blood, and a river of this thick red substance of life
flowed down the terrain by the swords of this military might of Christ.
The sun descended, and in the cool
silence of a young evening, this militant hymn, with lyrics from the
Song of Moses, was heard from the elated but sore knights,
“Thou art glorious in Thy saints, O Lord,
and wonderful in majesty; fearful in praises, doing wonders. Thy right
hand, O Lord, hath dashed in pieces the enemy, and in the greatness of
thine Excellency thou hast overthrown them that rose up against thee.
The enemy said, I will pursue, I will overtake, I will divide the spoil;
my lust shall be satisfied upon them; I will draw my sword, my hand
shall destroy them. But Thou, Lord, wast with us as a strong warrior,
and Thou in thy mercy hast led forth the people which thou hast
redeemed. Now we realise, God, that Thou art guiding us in Thy strength
unto Thy holy habitation, Thy Holy Sepulcher.”
Several lines of this hymn are directly
from the Song of Moses, sung by the same prophet after the Egyptians
were crushed underneath the waves of the Red sea. For these men never
looked with contempt upon the Pentateuch, nor did they ever reject or
ignore its militant lessons, but embraced them. Nor did the clergy
undermine them, as they do today, with empty words and say “we are now
in the age of grace, these martial lessons do not apply to us,” but they
instilled them into the hearts and the minds of their congregations in
every parish in Europe. This is that militant Christian spirit which we
have long forgotten, and it is the hope of this book to restore it.
THE BATTLE FOR ANTIOCH
In order to end the Islamic persecution
over Christian lands in the East, it was necessary for the crusaders to
take the city of Antioch in Syria which had fallen to the Turks only ten
years before Pope Urban II commenced the First Crusade. Syria acted as a
bridge by which the western and eastern legs of the Islamic empire
would communicate and bring armies behind the Crusaders’ radar. It
provided a free passage for Muslim armies going north from south and
vice versa, and it connected Mesopotamia, Persia and all Muslim lands
even unto the Indus, with the religious center of Mecca. Should this
link be broken, the Muslim power would have bled to death by such a
wound.
So crucial was Syria in this war that
Hilaire Belloc wrote that “Islam would not have survived had the Crusade
made good its hold upon the essential point of Damascus.” To control
Syria is to control the Muslim world, and the same applies to today
despite of our technology; our airplanes and petrol. Such is the reason
why that Turkey even till this day, in reviving its wounded Islamic
empire, wants to take Syria. The Syrian revolution was praised at its
beginnings, but the end result will only be a revival of the Ottoman
Empire, and a pool filled with the blood of the saints.
THE MUSLIMS KILL A CHRISTIAN WOMAN AND THE CHRISTIANS RESPOND WITH THE SWORD OF JUSTICE
So infamous was Antioch for its great
fortifications and immensely thick walls, and so great was this siege
that it provoked a medieval monk, Robert, to write a poem so vivid and
evocative that it would be an injustice to try to emulate it:
“The rising star of morning had preceded the beams of dawnSo that dawn itself might shake out its shining dewAnd the sun make the world gorgeous with its flaming light.The lords rise hastily, their troops with them,And seize their arms and run to the walls.Right arms fought a hard battle inside and out:Those inside defend, whilst our men throw dartsAnd weapons, sticks, and indeed stones and stakes.The effort was immense, but in vain.So they retreated, unable to overthrowThe towers and walls, susceptible to no force.Seeing that their efforts were in vain, our menStop fighting, but carry on the siege.”
The Turks were so confident in the
strength of Antioch, that in the evening darkness they opened their
gates and let loose archers who came under the shadow of night and fired
their arrows toward the Christians. A woman was walking before the tent
of Bohemond, and in one moment an arrow pierced her gentle body and her
life was gone. The Franks responded by quickly posting watchers
throughout the camp to eye the lurking enemies, and by building a castle
to safeguard them from the stealth killers.
A large body of Turks rushed from the
castle of Harim from a close distance and ambushed the men. The
Christians sent a thousand of their men into a valley, and when they
were met by the Turks they fled and so the chase began. The Turks, like
good Asiatics, spurned their horses on, and the Christians took refuge
with their army. Now the two forces were nigh between each other; the
Turks trusted in their numbers, the Christians their God. Swords were
unsheathed; cries to bloodshed were unleashed from the viscous mouths of
men, while the shouts of war for God was heard on that side of the army
whose standard was the Cross.
Two Christians were slain in the battle,
and countless Turks were taken prisoner, and their heads were cut before
the Muslim warriors who stood watching from the walls of the famous
city. After this victory, the Armenians were free to approach the
crusaders without fear and sell food to them.
THE CITY OF GOD VERSUS THE CITY OF SATAN
A greater battle was forged in due time.
One can only imagine the site of this battle: tens of thousands of
Muslims, efficiently ranked, all from the lands ruled under the
crescent–Persians, Arabs, and Medes, men from Damascus and Aleppo. And
before their deceived eyes stood a force of thirty-thousand knights and
soldiers, all hand-picked for this fight. The Muslims were overjoyed,
thinking their enemy ready to be taken by Turkish hands and taken in
chains. As their hands were shaking with the desire to kill, the hopes
of the two armies were unto themselves engaged in a war: one was that of
the City of Satan, striving for the obliteration of the Faith, the
massacre of the faithful, and the complete triumph of falsehood; the
other was that of the City of God, aspiring for the Truth to conquer all
error.
The two armies rushed with the greatest
intensity, with the knights cutting down the Turks as the scythe rips
through the harvest. Turkish horsemen fell into the presence of foot
soldiers who cut them down and made a great slaughter. The second column
of Muslims came, and immediately were their ears taken by the sounds of
battle and cries, the clash of armour against armour, the hooves of
horses beating desperately on the cold earth. The newcomers saw, and
sheer terror grabbed hold of all of them. The Muslims ran, and the
Christians pursued after them, only to take the victory.
Bohemond later went before his armies and declared to his weary and starving troops:
“You men have been distinguished up to
now as outstanding soldiers. God has upheld you through the many dangers
of various battles and given you victory. You have an impressive track
record. So why are you muttering against God simply because you are
suffering from pangs and famine? When he stretches out his hand to you,
you exult; now he withdraws it, you despair. It seems as if you love not
the giver but the gifts; not the one who is generous but the results of
their generosity. When he is generous God is treated as your friend;
when he ceases to give, you seem to consider him unworthy and
irrelevant. Right now he is testing you through the deprivations of
famine and the incessant attacks of your enemies. If they had inflicted
as many injuries on us as we have on them, if they had killed as many of
us as we have on them, if they had killed as many of us as we had
slaughtered of them, any of us who remained alive would have every right
to complain — but not one would be able to complain because not one
would remain alive. So do not lose confidence, but keep your courage up.
Whether you live in him or die for him you will be blessed.”
With such great words came great elation
of the spirits and aspirations of the soldiers. But yet hunger did not
leave, nor did it refrain from its cruel travails. And to their help
came a number of Armenian and Syrian Christians, with that hospitality
common to the East, they found whatever food they could find and gave to
the crusaders.
THE CHRISTIANS OVERRIDE HUNGER FOR VALIANCY BEFORE AN ARMY OF THOUSANDS OF MUSLIMS
But soon, from famine, desperation,
anguish and hopelessness, came valor, valiancy, and the urge to war
against the enemy of the Cross. A messenger arrived and reported that
innumerable thousands of Turks were on their way, marching with the
confidence that the Christians were now to be vanquished. Men who were
unable to walk now stood upright and ready to quarrel; they raised their
hands to heaven and praised God as though victory was already theirs.
To them death under the scimitar was
superior to perishing under the torments of hunger. To such men, with
mouths dry as deserts, stomachs as empty as the pockets of pilgrims, and
hearts as swelled with the spirit of hope as the wandering preachers of
ancient Europe, to die for something was greater than dying of
something. The battle was between those who say with Paul, “I discipline
my body and keep it under control” (1 Corinthians 9:27) and those
“Whose end is destruction, whose God is their belly, and whose glory is
in their shame, who mind earthly things.” (Philippians 3:19)
THE CHRISTIANS MAKE THE SIGN OF THE CROSS BEFORE THE SLAVES OF THE CRESCENT
The sun went low and darkness overran
the land, and the Christians made ready their ambushes. The sun had
arisen, and just as dawn brought the first light to the world, they set
their sights upon the enemy, and never before had they seen such numbers
of enemy troops, riding upon their horses, swift like lightning, and
arms strong but light like feathers to shoot off arrows into the cruel
air that hovers in the midst of brutish battles. The knights made the
sign of the Cross, outstretched their hands toward heaven and gave
themselves up to God–all with might, mind, strength and heart–to the God
who crushed the devil upon Calvary.
In moments all that could be seen were
men clashing like waves smashing into imposing summits in the midst of a
mighty tempest. Turks rode on their horse; they were struck by lances
and violently fell off to the ground. Other Muslims rode around the fray
and with speed and agility fired arrows into the knights. The men
fought, with the Christians crying out to God and the Turks barking like
dogs to bring fear into their enemies. The saints heard such growls,
and they were not afraid; they laughed in scorn and in mockery.
Bohemond leaped into the ranks of
Muslims, and with his men fortified the courage of the others. When the
Muslims looked up and saw so close to them the banners of the Christians
hovering above their heads, and the swords of the saints slashing all
around them, all their fortitude dissipated like the fragile foundations
of their heresy. The victory was to the horror of the Muslims, and to
the joy of the native Christians who brought their congratulations to
the crusaders. Many of the Eastern Christians loved the crusaders,
dissipating the myth that has been taught of so long, that the Eastern
Christians hated the Western knights.
THE HEADS OF MARTYRS INFLAMES THE ZEAL OF THE WARRIORS
When the crusaders were besieging
Antioch, the Turks, in hatred of the Gospel, began to throw at them the
heads of Greek, Syrian, and Armenian Christians. The crusaders, upon
seeing this, went into great grief and trepidation, but they still
continued on. At a place called the “Iron Bridge”, the crusaders stopped
an army of Turks from oppressing Christians living in the lands
surrounding Antioch.
Before the city the men began to
construct a castle, and as they toiled and built they were ambushed, and
a thousand were slain. The news was brought to the attention of the
crusaders, and so filled with rage were they, that they rushed toward
the enemy with great speed.
The numbers of the Christians were seen,
but quickly they increased, and so numerous did they become that the
Turks fled toward the bridge. So narrow was their path that they could
not escape from the ferocity of the knights. Poisoned arrows did not
work, and nor could their arms outmatch the skill of a Frankish
fighter.
Fight nor flight was possible, only
death. Countless Muslim heads were struck off, vengeance was made for
all of the Christians they beheaded, and no matter how tired the
Christians grew, they did not cease in cutting down the enemy.
Godfrey, set ablaze with tremendous fury,
struck an enemy with one blow, and the body of the slain was found cut
in two. One Turk, riding upon his horse with a body lofty and robust,
charged at Godfrey and hammered down his sword toward his neck. Godfrey
blocked the strike with his shield, and in one move of agility plunged
his sword into the left side of his shoulder-blade with such
ferociousness that his chest split down the middle, his spine was
severed by the blade, and his head slipped right down. The horse of this
giant rode away with the remains of the body into Antioch, and upon its
arrival all that was heard were the screams of the people, for he was
their emir.
The ruler of Antioch, as he fought with
valor, was struck down, and twelve other emirs never saw life again in
that day. The Turks flung themselves into a river only to be struck by
lances and slain. Five thousand were killed upon that bridge; blood
tainted the water like black ink shooting forth the fleeing octopus, and
in moments the water turned red like when the Nile turned crimson. No
longer did the crusader hear the insults of the Muslims coming from
behind the walls of the city, all that he heard was the silence of
fear.
THE CRUSADERS FOUGHT NOT A CARNAL, BUT A SPIRITUAL BATTLE
During the siege, the Count of Flanders
rushed impetuously into the phalanxes of some of the enemy which was so
shocking and unexpected that these Turks ran away in search of refuge.
The Count did not sheath his sword until he removed a hundred jihadists
from life. In returning to his companion Bohemund, the Count saw twelve
thousand Turks coming from his rear, and rising up on the nearest hill
was a countless multitude of enemy foot-soldiers. He quickly informed
the army and with a small number of men fiercely attacked the immense
wave of Turks who then attempted to encircle the whole of the crusaders.
The saintly fighters, thanks to their foresight, prevented this
strategy from succeeding. Turks, accompanied by Arabs, attempted to use
arrows, and in response the knights utilized their swords in close
quarter combat, which made the archers useless. In the midst of the
siege of Antioch, as arrows darkened the air, the tall and brawny
Bohemund made this profound command to his constable Robert:
“Go as quickly as you can, like a brave
man, and remember our illustrious and courageous forefathers of old. Be
keen in the service of God and the Holy Sepulcher, and bear in mind that
this battle is not carnal, but spiritual. Be, therefore, the bravest
athlete of Christ. Go in peace. The Lord be with you everywhere.”
These words beautifully illustrate how
the crusaders did “not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against
principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of
this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.”
(Ephesians 6:12) The war was spiritual because it did not war against
humanity itself, but against Satan, and in so doing did they have no
choice but to fight against the servants of the devil, for the aid of
humanity.
Muslim Man In France Carries A Chainsaw And Attacks Random Truck Drivers, Truck Driver Makes This Warning Out To Europe: “There will be deaths. Our drivers are threatened every night”
A Muslim man in Calais, France, wields a chainsaw and attacks random truck drivers. One truck driver has warned Europe: “There will be deaths. Our drivers are threatened every night”. Here is the report:
A migrant wielding a chainsaw was part of a group that blocked a Belgian driver’s truck in Calais, France, in an attempt to hitch a ride to the UK. The driver’s boss has warned “there will be deaths” if the situation is not brought under control.
The attack took place early on August 1, during a second day of violence staged by asylum seekers attempting to enter the UK.
A group of migrants constructed a small barricade across the road leading to Calais port and set the barrier on fire to force the driver to stop.
After seeing one of the migrants brandishing a chainsaw, the trucker opted to break through the barricade without stopping.
The attackers came from the ‘Jungle’ migrant camp, where there are thousands of illegal structures hosting an estimated 7,300 asylum seekers desperately hoping to reach the UK.
People smugglers are believed to be running rampant in the area as migrants are desperate to find any way of getting to Britain.
Britain’s Express newspaper quoted the boss of the truck driver, who addressed the authorities with a plea to act.
“There will be deaths. Our drivers are threatened every night,” he said.
The night prior to the chainsaw attack, migrants broke through a fence protecting the main port road and set fire to a passing truck and smashed the windows of a taxi.
The situation “will end up with someone being killed unless the government gets their act together,” UK Independence Party MEP Mike Hookem said.
“If migrants are now arming themselves with chainsaws then drivers might start to think they need to be able to defend themselves because the situation is out of control with people desperate to come to Britain,” Hookem said, adding that drivers’ work is vital for Britain.
The migrants will not stay in France and the UK will have to address this problem, Hookem warned, going on to say that bringing the migrant situation under control will possibly require “some military backup.”
French police have been struggling to control the Jungle camp as violence often erupts at the site. Just a week ago a brawl involving some 200 Ethiopians and Afghans resulted in an African migrant being hacked to death, while six others were badly injured.
All previous attempts by the French authorities to relocate the Jungle camp have encountered violent resistance from its occupants, although large parts of the camp were demolished and the current population of the camp is not as numerous as it was at its peak last summer.
Local Calais residents are also terrified of their illegal neighbors, with reports of rioting asylum seekers stoning “anything that moves.”
“We could see this spilling over into a civil war on the streets of Calais thanks to EU open borders and the UK government’s negligence of our border force,” MEP Hookem said.
