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February 08, 2006
Mohamed Cartoons and riots……what a bunch of morons…..
As the world goes to hell in a hand basket around us, we must on occasion pause and ask ourselves, “What the hell is going on anyway?”
In this case specific, I am referring to the worldwide arch stupidity that is centering around a bunch of morons getting all uptight and rioting over the publishing of some badly drawn cartoons. Robert Heinlein once wrote, “Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.” Well folks, if you ever needed more proof than all this stuff, you’re probably doomed to be one of them.
Here for your viewing pleasure, is the first of the cartoons that sparked all the controversy.
So why am I bringing you this? Because for once, I agree with some Frenchmen and even offer my admiration for them.
Today, the French satirical weekly, Charlie-Hebdo republished all of the cartoons, and even added another of its own showing the prophet Mohamed holding his head in his hands and saying, “It’s hard to be loved by fools.”
Charlie-Hebdo editor Philippe Val wrote, “When extremists extract concessions from democracies on points of principle, either by blackmail or terror, democracies do not have long left.”
He is very right. And I am pleased to find out that more and more European papers and papers around the world are starting to publish and republish the pictures in an effort to fight for the right to free speech and expression. We really have no choice. And so I bring them all to you here. My own little stand for freedom.
Comic 3. Comic 4. Comic 5. Comic 6. Comic 8. Comic 9. Comic 10. Comic 11. Comic 12.
Not all Muslims are idiots. Quite the opposite really. But like most groups, there are always some that spoil it for everybody else. And to me, the ones that are attacking and burning and rioting really and truly are a bunch of fucking morons. Apparently they are concerned that these images of Mohamed could lead to idolatry. Webster’s Dictionary defines idolatry as follows:
“The worship of a physical object as a god.”
Alright. That I accept. But what I don’t accept is why they think that the followers of their religion would start to worship these pictures. I mean, the guy with the orange in his turban looks like Bill Gates for chrissakes. Are they all going to start worshiping Bill Gates? What I’m trying to get at is that they sure as hell can’t have much faith in themselves or their religion if they’re worried about switching over from the Koran to a cheesy cartoon image of Mohamed.
“Achmed! Are you not going to Mecca for the stampede?”
“No Ibrahim….I think I’m going to hang around my convenience store and worship this cartoon I cut out of a Danish newspaper paper. It really does it for me. It’s opened my eyes as to where my faith should be.”
“Achmed, why does Bill Gates have an orange in his turban?”
It’s so bizarre. Here they are avoiding a test of their religion and the Christians, some of them fools I’ll grant you, have seemed to take perverse pleasure through the ages in the instances when their faith has been tested.
See, I’m thinking that we should all just say to the Muslim world, Yo! Camel dudes! Taxi drivers of the world unite! Go get some paper and some pens and make some really bad cartoons about Jesus. Go ahead. Draw him in a casino, using his miracles to break the bank. Have a little text balloon behind a blackjack dealer saying, “That’s six blackjacks in a row. And this is a single deck game. Amazing!!” Or show good old Jesus enjoying carnal relations with a goat or a dog or even worse, Martha Stewart. Go for it. Get even!
Because what will the Christian world do? We’ll look at the pictures and say, “Eeeewwww…..like that is so wrong.” And then we’ll get back to Desperate Housewives and other important things. We won’t go storming the Syrian embassy in Berlin. Or Paris. Or anywhere else. Not now anyways.
Ok, sure, there was a time when we would have put the cartoonists to death or invaded Jerusalem…..again. But that was the fucking dark ages. Back then medieval guys would go around hacking other people into little pieces with broadswords and axes just for something to do on a Sunday afternoon because they could. But we grew up. As a society we grew up, matured and developed. We evolved and became better for it. We became, and there’s no delicate way to put this, civilized. Which by default suggests that they are not. And you know what? I’m ok with that. So sue me. Fuck’em.
It will be interesting to see how this all pans out and where it will end. At this point the demonstrations have outgrown the limitations of the specific cartoons and grown into a massive mob mentality. And like all mobs, if it doesn’t settle down, someone is going to have to step in and settle it. And that’s where it’s going to get weird.
I can’t wait for the ‘doomsday’ freaks to trot out their Nostradamus theories. He did call for the rise of the third ‘Anti-Christ’ as follows:
Out of the country of Greater Arabia shall be born a strong master of Mohammed,
He will enter Europe wearing a blue turban,
He will be the terror of mankind.
Never more horror.
And it wouldn’t be a stretch to see the doomsayers drag this little quatrain out of dust heap of forgotten poetry:
The death of the house of seven by a suite of deaths,
Hail, tempest, pestilence, evil, fury.
A king of the East will put the West to flight,
And will subdue his at one time conquerors.
I can see them saying that this must refer to the G-7. The rich industrialized nations that seem to pretty much call the shots.
Me, I don’t believe in such crap. Prophecy, shmophecy. We must accept the notion that we affect and create our own futures and not fall victim to what we think is simply fate. Still, I can’t help shake the feeling that we have yet to see the worst of it all.
For now I’m not going to worry too much. I have a business to run and kids to feed and there’s a hockey game on at 7:00. Of course, if I wanted a little more excitement in my life, I could always dress up in an outfit from the 1850’s and go prancing around downtown Beirut signing, “I’m Hans Christian Anderson….”
And to think it all started in the land best known for the statue of the Little Mermaid, funny smelling cheese and some fictitious prince named Hamlet.
~ AP
Posted by Anonymous Pundit at February 8, 2006 06:11 PM
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Posted by: Anonymous Pundit at February 25, 2006 12:29 PM