He didn’t have regular email like everyone else. He couldn’t afford that digital fingerprint that the NSA, the CIA, the FBI and all the other espionage alphabetical counted on for their privacy-bashing surveillance of the entire formerly free world.

— Kenneth Eade

He didn’t see a man with hopes and dreams, with disappointments and accomplishments. All he saw in front of him was just another nigger.

— Kenneth Eade

He knew that justice was rarely dispensed within the four walls of the courtroom.

— Kenneth Eade

He wasn’t dealing with underage girls or porn, just spreading the word of jihad to young, impressionable people, which, unfortunately, was not a crime.

— Kenneth Eade

He was right, and the pursuit of justice was also a game, where one man or woman employed by the Government, or sometimes twelve men and women, decided the fate of another. Whether that decision was just depended on your point of view. The winner usually thought it was a just result: The loser bore the consequences.

— Kenneth Eade

Home was truly the best place he could possibly be, but, alas, was not an available option.

— Kenneth Eade

Home was wherever they were together, and it felt good.

— Kenneth Eade

How could you have a war on terrorism when war is terrorism?

— Kenneth Eade

How one tragedy affects so many others.

— Kenneth Eade

Human nature being what it was, the only time you could really be sure you weren’t being lied to was when you were talking to yourself.

— Kenneth Eade