An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
Will The West Open It’s Eyes?
This is the kind of incident — with one potential victim, and that victim in this case a 54-year-old schoolteacher who, newly arrived in Sudan, and naive as so many about Islam, meets with the primitive nature of Islam.
For we can all recognize, instantly grasp, the teacher’s innocence, just as we could all see the innocence of those Bulgarian nurses held for eight years by the Libyans, raped and tortured and threatened repeatedly with execution. And we know the story, of how she allowed her little seven-year-old charges to vote on the name they wanted to give the little teddy bear, little seven-year-old Muslim children not yet sufficiently brainwashed into every element of Islam, just the way some of the younger children, the American soldiers in Iraq have found, are still….still touchingly sweet, human, recognizable in their behavior, even genuinely friendly and grateful. But just give those children a little time, a little more socializing into Islam, a few more years learning from their elders, and soon enough learn to be otherwise, learn to be shifty meretricious, hostile to those American soldiers handing them candy, soccer balls, whatever else those American soldiers, Thidwicks on the Tigris, are in the business of handing out.
The innocence of this lady was also the innocence of Daniel Pearl, who though he had written about Muslims, had grown up in a family with a mother who recalled, a bit too nostalgically, stories about her life in Baghdad as a Jew (which she had left as a small child, and no doubt the stories were those of her parents, who remembered only the good, at the very time when, because of the British and the aftermath of the British presence, Jews in Baghdad had temporarily flourished or, later, at least been left alone — until the “Farhud” of June 1-2, 1941, when hundreds were killed), and who was unschooled in Islam and too trusting. And then there was that young American boy, who grew up in a household with a father of the far left, who was sure everyone in the world was fine, save possibly American right-wing capitalists, and gave his son the same terminally naive worldview, which son, Michael Berg, flew up, on his own, mind you, to Iraq to “help” the “people of Iraq” in building up their country. And for his pains, he was decapitated, to shouts of Allahu Akbar, on camera.
I doubt it. Read the rest.
