EXCLUSIVE! WMD Hints from Heloise Time Magazine

Is there nothing these traitors useful idiots narcissistic glory hounds self-loathing misanthropes misguided idealists Comintern interns Bush Derangement Syndrome sufferers "journalists" won't publish?

If you aspiring terrorists have not read it yet, here is Time Magazine's helpful instructions on building a fool-proof WMD dispersal device!

These are some of the more startling revelations by Pulitzer Prize-winning author Ron Suskind, whose new book The One Percent Doctrine is excerpted in the forthcoming issue of TIME. It will appear on Time.com early Sunday morning.

U.S. intelligence got its first inkling of the plot from the contents of a laptop computer belonging to a Bahraini jihadist captured in Saudi Arabia early in 2003. It contained plans for a gas-dispersal system dubbed "the mubtakkar" (Arabic for inventive). Fearing that al-Qaeda's engineers had achieved the holy grail of terror R&D — a device to effectively distribute hydrogen-cyanide gas, which is deadly when inhaled — the CIA immediately set about building a prototype based on the captured design, which comprised two separate chambers for sodium cyanide and a stable source of hydrogen, such as hydrochloric acid. A seal between the two could be broken by a remote trigger, producing the gas for dispersal. The prototype confirmed their worst fears: "In the world of terrorist weaponry," writes Suskind, "this was the equivalent of splitting the atom. Obtain a few widely available chemicals, and you could construct it with a trip to Home Depot – and then kill everyone in the store."

Can't wait to see the author of this book, and the Time Magazine journalists fighting over who gets to take the bigger bow when some aspiring jihadist takes their ball and runs with it.

These people LIVE in New York City. When you get to the point of publicising how exactly some enterprising jihadist could easily kill you and your own family and friends and coworkers in the international press, maybe it's time to reevaluate things. Or kill yourself and cut out the middle man. Why give them the satisfaction, after all?