Java Zen:Thinking Out Loud Friday, 2017.12.15
All most men really want in life is a wife, a house, two kids and a car, a cat, no maybe a dog. Ummm, scratch one of the kids and add a dog. Definitely a dog.

2006.10.29

Wom·an Ar. noun – 5: Weapons of mass seduction, 6: Satan’s soldiers

[This post builds on my previous posts Wom·an Ar. noun – 1: Raw meat, 2: Something to blame and Wom·an Ar. noun – 3: Play things, 4: Something to kick around.]

Reading further into Sheik al-Hilaly’s comments, it just gets worse (H/T Tim Blair):

When it comes to adultery, it’s 90 percent the woman’s responsibility. Why? Because a woman owns the weapon of seduction. It’s she who takes off her clothes, shortens them, flirts, puts on make-up and powder and takes to the streets, God protect us, dallying. It’s she who shortens, raises and lowers. Then, it’s a look, a smile, a conversation, a greeting, a talk, a date, a meeting, a crime, then Long Bay jail. Then you get a judge, who has no mercy, and he gives you 65 years.

There are just so many things wrong with this, where do you start? Perhaps the Meat Head Mufti has been so preoccupied with finding all the different ways life has him outraged he’s lost a few details, like the fact he’s the one with the penis. Recall the comment at the heart of the Mufti’s revelations:

If you take uncovered meat and put it on the street, on the pavement, in a garden, in a park, or in the backyard, without a cover and the cats eat it, then whose fault will it be, the cats, or the uncovered meat’s? The uncovered meat is the disaster. If the meat was covered the cats wouldn’t roam around it. If the meat is inside the fridge, they won’t get it.

Rather than sealing women up in layers of blankets, Mr. Meaty Mufti, the easier solution would be to lock your nuts in an iron cup. As the astute Tim Blair has put it:

But if the meat is outside the fridge, and the cats are inside the fridge, they won’t get it either. For a long, long, time. Trust me on this.

Castration is an option, O Holy One, something else you and cats could have in common. And that “lack of mercy” you perceive in the judge is actually the presence of a spine. But I’ve interrupted the Mufti’s lardy thoughts:

But when it comes to this disaster, who started it? In his literature, writer al-Rafee says, if I came across a rape crime, I would discipline the man and order that the woman be jailed for life. (Emphasis added)

Dude gets 65 years for rape. Whaaaaaaaaaa! Jail the victim for life. WhooooHooooo!

Satan sees women as half his soldiers. You’re my messenger in necessity, Satan tells women you‘re my weapon to bring down any stubborn man. There are men that I fail with. But you’re the best of my weapons…The woman was behind Satan playing a role when she disobeyed God and went out all dolled up and unveiled and made of herself palatable food that rakes and perverts would race for. She was the reason behind this sin taking place.

Are you sick yet?

Ah, well al-Hilaly has an apologist in Keysar Trad, President of the Islamic Friendship Council of Australia:

Mr Trad said Sheik Hilali’s speech was a series of “off the cuff” remarks given as a late-night talk about chastity and marriage.

Well, that makes it all better.

“Obviously, there is a severe penalty for rape and there should be. He’s saying, ‘If you do this, if you behave in a sexual way, see how much trouble you can get into’,” Mr Trad said.

Here’s the math on that:

Rape = “Behave in a sexual way”

This goes against everything I understand about rape. In the Muslim world view, touching, hugging, kissing, holding hands, rape and other sexual behaviors – it’s all good…if your the guy. “Misinterpreted.” “Off the cuff.” Whatever. I find nothing even tangentially acceptable in what is revealed by this kind of thinking. That the Meaty Minded Mufti isn’t alone in this pattern has my attention. My hope is that others, like me, are tracking…

Much more here.


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