Friday, February 15, 2008

Goat Friday

Thursday, February 14, 2008

That’s when she fell for...

... the leader of the pack jihad.

When you become Muslim, you so-o-o admire people with knowledge.

It’s like — ohhhhh!be still my heart!

When he talks about jihad!

Arabic he speaks!

That’s for us!!

It’s not like, mmmm, y’know, “He’s a bit cute,” or y’know “He drives a...” — That’s not really important to us.

But if he’s going to stand there with his beard and his sword, and say, y’know, “I’m into jihad!

That is extraordinarily attractive!

So speaks Dubbo-born-fifth-generation-Australian, Muslim-convert Raisah bint Alan Douglas — ‘misrepresented’ in her own words on the ABC-TV program Jihad Sheilas — describing her first meeting with her second husband (of five).

Sounding for all the world like some adolescent, airheaded Aussie sheila gushing over her infatuation with young Johnny, the ‘misunderstood’ town hood, this is one of the more ... um ... memorable quotes from a program in which Ms bint Alan Douglas seeks to illuminate for us infidels the life-choices she has made over the past 30-or-so years.

Substitute ‘knowledge’ for ‘cool’, the beard for sideburns, and the sword for a flick-knife or motorcycle drive-chain, and her life-story could perhaps be splendidly told in the form of a musical along the lines of Grease, by way of The Lords of Flatbush, with a classic rock’n’roll soundtrack:

Just because he doesn’t do what
Everybody else does
That’s no reason why
I can’t give him all my love
He’s always good to me
Always treats me tenderly
’Cause he’s not a ter’rist — no no no!
He’s not a ter’rist — no no no!
— To me-e-e-e-e-e!

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Monday, February 11, 2008

Brief newslets

Author and Nobel-laureate Doris Lessing has made a disturbing oraculation:

Obama, who is vying to become the first black president in US history, “would certainly not last long, a black man in the position of president. They would murder him,” Lessing, 88, told the Dagens Nyheter [Swedish] daily.

While Muftim Blair ferrets away at the origins of the Obama-assassination meme, we can only hope Ms Lessing’s prediction isn’t borne out in reality, should Obama win the Presidential contest. If, God forbid, this does come to pass, however, then perhaps Ms Lessing could be prevailed upon to further oraculate and identify the “they” who “would murder him”.

Meanwhile over at Bugs’n’Slugs, Jack Robertson has had enough of sour, nit-picking, tyre-kicking Apology ‘Sceptics’:

Agonising over wordings, watering down phrases, trying hard to keep you inside the Reconciliation tent even though all it will earn from you, in your bitter determination to stand outside that tent and piss in, is another contemptuous sneer. And every equivocation, every narcissistic whinge, every pissant little ‘ah, but’, every ‘i’ you demand we dot and ‘t’ you blub and grizzle and wail until we cross is another hot Whitey needle in the open wound of every aging black Australian who was stolen, formally, officially, legally, whatever the intentions and motivations. And it’s them that this Apology is about, not you, or me. Five, 50, 500, 5,000, five million... apologising to however many did suffer and however many will appreciate our acknowledgement of that true fact, however belated, is not about making you, or me, feel better. Apologies are about humility, and humilty is about handing your power voluntarily to the people you are apologising to, who have none, and will not until you do so.