I found this piece at The Conservative Voice. It is absolutely bone chilling:

I get through the airport checkpoints.

I rent an apartment in mid-America.

I take on a blue-collar job because I don’t have any degrees by which to get any other kind of job.

I check in with the local mosque. I meet the cleric.

Five times a day I pray from my prayer mat. I read my Koran.

I remember quite well all that I was taught back in my Muslim country. My parents, devout Allah worshipers, did not miss a paragraph in our holy writ. I never missed a meeting at the mosque. I took the vows of being a Muslim male.

I kept to myself as far as my non-Muslim neighbors were concerned. I smiled at them. I did not show any negative aspects to my persona. I was gracious appearing and neat about myself.

I was punctual at work, obeyed orders, showed appreciation for my job.

I actually bought an American flag and positioned it by my window at the front of my apartment. It was readily visible to passers-by.

I kept in touch with family back where I had come from. We all had email access. One furnishing that I made certain I had was a computer. I was computer literate.

I read Muslim web sites daily. I got to know some of the webmasters via emails back and forth.

I kept particularly informed concerning world and national news daily.

I also made certain that I was an integral part of the local mosque, not only in its Friday prayers but its workings for Islam. Or should I say for Islam World Rule?

Go read the rest of it. I may not sleep tonight.